From Fantasy to Reality in The Naked City – Part 11
A Final Walk on the Wild Side???
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Author’s Note: This is the continuation of the journey of a mature couple attempting to preserve the passion in their marriage. This 11-part series records our 3-day holiday at Cap d’Agde, France (a.k.a. The Naked City) as this couple continues its ‘sexploration’ of new erotic adventures to see where the journey takes them. This story contains real-life experiences and re-counts actual events of our life. The writer enhanced the story with certain (small) details.
(Chronologically, the following took place approximately one year after ‘Greece,’ a little more than two years after ‘Punta Cana,’ and about three years after ‘Reawakening’)
WARNING: This story is long as it tries to capture the conflicting emotions of a mature wife shedding her inhibitions; a husband both enamored, as well as struggling, with his emotions and expectations; and both dealing with real-life consequences. If you are looking for a quick fuck-and-suck story, this is not for you. But if you enjoy it, please vote and leave a comment.
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Day 3
“Are you really okay with this?” Susan asked again, biting her lip sexily in naughty arousal, waiting for her husband’s reaction.
Overtaken by unknown impulses, Edward nodded. “I think so,” he whispered, his mouth dry, but knowing that this time the stakes were insanely high.
“I need you to say it,” Susan pleaded, delirious in lust over the possibility of getting stuffed by Derrick. After days of teasing and flirting, a fantasy was quickly moving to reality. And her husband would bear witness to the once unthinkable!
Edward’s mind was reeling – he couldn’t believe this was the new reality, and still, he knew it was a useless effort to delay the inevitable. They both wanted this.
“Yes,” he heard himself say, his pants moving in impossible arousal.
Susan stood, smiling wickedly, and putting her hand out for Derrick to lead her into the bedroom. Edward managed to stand and followed, driven by an instinctual need to watch over his wife. He walked slowly and found a seat, still unable to completely process what was happening.
As if immediately cutting to a different scene of a movie, his wife’s voice sent a chill up his spine. He couldn’t draw a breath. His eyes had the angle, the view, the pink of his wife’s pussy, the coffee black of Derrick’s cock. The entry. The thrusts that took him deeper.
Watching in desperate confusion from a seat in the corner of the room, Edward’s heart rate skyrocketed, and his eyes widened as he bore witness to his wife’s stretched pussy, clinging perversely to Derrick’s thick black shaft as he pulled out before forcefully plunging into her sex again and again. They had only been fucking for a minute, but Edward could see how wet she was, so willing and so easily taking his size.
His loving wife of 30 years in the throes of passion unlike anything he had heard before. It was like a gut punch to his stomach. He was no stranger to the black male stereotype of sexual endowment and prowess. But what he saw sent him reeling.
And the sounds were equally surreal. Another flex of his ass muscles as he bottomed out and moaned, a deep moan that was manly and guttural. Then, the collision of their bodies, Derrick’s large balls slapping against Susan’s rear providing the distinct and indisputable rhythm of their lovemaking. And with every thrust into her, he heard his wife moan in delight, the squishing sound of her womanhood desperately and willingly accepting his black cock repeatedly, over, and over again.
Further roiling his senses, he noticed Susan’s wedding ring sparkling as her hands clawed into her lover’s black muscular back, her long gorgeous legs wrapped latched onto him, her ass smushing into the bed cushion – a collision of life altering magnitude. The visual hit him with a strong wave of embarrassment. How could he allow such an unspeakable act to occur? This was his wife for god’s sake! Why wasn’t he stopping this?
They were sights and sounds that left Edward lightheaded and unable to move to stop it.
Instead, he soaked in the impossible sight and its harrowing visual reality, bearing witness to another man on top of his wife, jack-hammering an incomprehensibly large cock in and out of the love of his life. He shook his head, desperately trying to compose himself, and to remain calm. Humiliation, fear, jealousy – it was a bombardment of emotions.
Suddenly, striking deeper than any of those thoughts and visions, however, a strange arousal began to brew. He had never seen his wife acting like this – like an unchained sex goddess, confident, uninhibited, and in touch with her femininity. He stared on in stunned disbelief, gripping onto the chair arm rests trying not to reach for his own impossibly hard cock. It was an eroticism indescribable in its intensity; and was most certainly an image he would never forget it.
Susan turned her head and saw the man she married, the love of her life, watching a huge black cock pump in and out of her. Edward had instinctively unzipped and was stroking himself while watching silently! She couldn’t believe he could bear witness to something so taboo. It was the naughtiest possible forbidden reality, and somehow, strangely, it only served to enhance her pleasure and arousal.
Between moans caused by Derrick’s masculine thrusts, Susan looked into her husband’s eyes and asked with a husky voice, “You really do like watching, don’t you baby?”
Edward noticed his wife’s eyes glazed with lust, staring back at him, waiting for an answer. Sounds of their bodies slapping together in lust accompanied by her impassioned groans melodic evidence that his wife was being fucked by another man. His attention was turned to the extramarital collision of blackness driving deep into his wife’s sex, the lips of her womanhood stretched in an obscene yet inexplicably sexy way, their combined essence clinging to his organ.
Edward cleared his throat trying desperately to compose himself and to remain calm. Suddenly an even more potent wave of eroticism and arousal hit him. It was indescribable in its intensity.
He could only nod. Pangs of jealousy and embarrassment bounced against his psyche as his wife’s dirty talk inflamed his libido with taboo passion elevating the impossibly lascivious scene to a prominence previously unthinkable.
Faint squeaks of the sturdy bedframe joining the euphony of labored breathing and his wife’s muffled squeals as their sexual explosion grew louder and louder with each thrust. Then as both bucked hard, two bodies melted into one conjoined with a toe-curling orgasmic release.
Edward listened to the love of his life scream in carnal satisfaction.
“Shiiiit!!!” he whispered to himself, unbelievably aroused, a cloud of lust overwhelming any logical thinking to intervene.
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Edward lay on his back staring up at the ceiling in the darkened room. In the middle of the night, with a racy dream fresh in his mind and moonlight streaming into the room, his mind was reeling, his heart pounding in his chest, his blood pressure rising along with his disbelief. Listening to the familiar feminine figure beside him breathing quietly, he wondered – what was THAT? Was that just a dream? Or did it really happen? He could no longer tell.
Absurdly, he found his cock hard and sticking straight up. He should have been embarrassed for allowing his mind to venture into the forbidden. But the dream he just had was drowned out completely by unmistakable arousal. Unable to handle the intense mental bombardment any longer, he began to stroke his cock.
At 3:00 AM and now unable to sleep, he found himself replaying events, still trying to completely digest all of what happened these previous two days at Cap d’Agde.
First, he set out to get his wife to be more comfortable with her body, and with people admiring her body. His first goal was successful.
He wanted to give his wife an opportunity to experience things she never thought possible. Well, she was a first-hand witness to practically everything Cap d’Agde had to offer not just with her eyes, but also, dare say, physically, up close and personally. This is the only place in the whole world like this. Cap d’Agde was an experience for sure.
And their sex life became hotter and more adventurous each day.
As each memorable scene of the previous two days played across his mind like a slideshow, he came to the surprising realization that his wife, perhaps even more so than he, enjoyed this detour on their French holiday. It excited him knowing that.
He loved watching his wife let go of the bored, reserved, conservative housewife and witnessing a new erotic Susan emerge – a woman who became sexually uninhibited with both the freedom and inclination to enjoy sex. That made this holiday worth it on its own.
He looked over to his love in the dim moonlight coming through the hotel window. He studied his wife’s curves. And he could not help but wonder…did he really know this woman lying next to him? Yes, Edward was fascinated by Susan’s transformation. A few short days ago he thought that he knew her. Now he realized that he really knew very little about her, particularly her desires and her fantasies. Despite so many years, he now realized that she had never shared her inner secrets, all those intimate thoughts that only come out when a woman is truly honest.
He was pretty sure she was transforming before his eyes, although he couldn’t be sure because all of this may change in a few days when they are back in the ‘real’ world. He couldn’t help but be stunned by how in love with Susan he had become. He had always loved his wife for sure, but there was just something the last two days that heightened the intensity of his love for her. Her confidence in her body, the mind-blowing sex, the public blowjobs, the outfits she wore, perhaps it was the way she was willing to be so uninhibited, so willingly taboo that excited Edward beyond words.
But although it was incredibly erotic to watch nature run its course, he wondered what was expected now that they had this experience? Should they slow down? Or should they try to continue this ‘holiday’ experience?
As he looked at her sleeping next to him, he feared that the brazen woman of the past couple days, the one all too happy to tease and flirt and have strange men ogle her naked body, would soon be replaced in the morning with that once very conservative, very ‘vanilla’ woman.
They had discovered a newfound vigor in their lovemaking on this holiday – and he noticed a complete change of attitude within his wife, from just ‘accommodating’ him with sex as if a scheduled obligation, to actually wanting or needing to be fucked. And there could be little debate they have had the best sex of their lives. They both felt a youthful rush of sexual energy they had not felt in years, and they had an exceedingly difficult time keeping their hands off one another. It was in a word…incredible!!! Certainly, hotter and much more intimate than they had been in years, maybe since their honeymoon.
But how would their relationship change once they left the gates of The Naked City? How would their sex life change? For obvious reasons, he wished this holiday wasn’t ending.
And what if this truly was the beginning of a monumental shift in their relationship? What if this was the start of a new way of life in the Lifesyle? What would the future hold?
Continuing down this road, he knew it was only a matter of time until she succumbed to the flirting and invited some lucky guy to her bed. And that potential scenario both excited and scared him.
He really didn’t have the answers. But through all of these unknowns, there was one thing for certain – this experience was going to alter his life expectations, perhaps permanently. And deep down he believed Susan would agree.
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As morning came, Susan was the first to awaken. She felt groggy as she lay in bed trying to clear her head. The soreness she felt in her womb made her smile; a reminder of the pounding her pussy took not just last night, but also multiple times over the previous two days.
After the morning fog had cleared from her head, she started to recall the previous days’ events. Her heart fluttered. Her actions and her outright brazen displays of her body were counter to her upbringing. She was the housewife, the mother, the PTA officer, and it took some time for her to overcome the long-standing feeling of guilt around sexuality. Yet after suppressing her sensuality for many years, had she forgotten what she was missing – the intrigue, the excitement, feeling confident in her skin, and being a sexy woman again?
She had always focused on her own imperfections. As soon as she lost the psycho-emotional hang-ups she had previously associated with a mature woman displaying her body, she was free to enjoy the fruits of her dedication to keep her body fit. She not only found other men’s appreciation of her body euphoric, but it gave her a feeling of confidence she hadn’t felt in decades.
She knew it excited her husband, but there was no way she should have enjoyed it as much as she did. And she had to admit, as much as she resisted her husband’s incessant imploring, he was right. The two days in Cap d’Agde allowed her to face her own sexual proclivities, and to consider others, to open the doors to experience something once considered so bawdy and inconceivable, and to act so unashamedly salacious in ways here-to-fore unimaginable.
Susan couldn’t erase the images flashing through her mind. The woman starring in those images was not the woman she knew. The once prim and proper wife and mother was somehow transformed into a wanton, highly sexualized woman over the course of two days.
All of those new sexual situations that had suddenly presented themselves to her had awakened that part of her that had been suppressed, consciously or subconsciously, by society, or…by her own guilt. She may have remained ignorant to this side of her sexual needs and desires, had it not been for it being brought to the surface by the urging and encouragement of her husband and this holiday detour to The Naked City. But she knew now she was at the point where she no longer wanted to analyze the why’s, the how’s or otherwise psychoanalyze her thoughts and her feelings. She just knew she had enjoyed this sexual awakening.
Suddenly, her thoughts wandered back to that night dancing with Derrick, and she found her mind constantly replaying the wonderful feeling of him rubbing against her, and especially feeling his penis growing and throbbing between the crack of her ass.
And shamefully, those thoughts continued to arouse her each time they entered her mind, which unfortunately was becoming more frequent. To her embarrassment, she found herself wanting to experience those same pleasures again and again, with no thoughts of trying to analyze her feelings. She simply enjoyed those freeing, naughty moments.
As her thoughts continued, both shuddering in dismay and radiating in fulfillment, recounting every little detail of the previous two days, she felt the unmistakable welling of her essence between her legs. As crazy as it was, Susan reached a hand down and touched herself. Sure enough, her lips were fuller and wet – wet enough that she felt moisture coating the bare skin surrounding her pussy. She ran a single finger up from below her pussy and between the damp folds, stopping momentarily to catch her breath.
She had a lot of anxiety walking into a one-in-a-kind place called The Naked City, where there was so much unknown, so much sexual activity, so much pressure to perform, and so much potential for experimentation and open swinging. And she learned a lot about herself sexually. Reluctantly, she had to admit that she was glad she took the chance and had this experience, even with the fears and the nerves. She was unable to deny that dressing provocatively and being flirtatious did make her feel deliciously sexy.
Subconsciously, her legs spread wider, and her fingertips easily slipped in, quickly going deep into her warm inner self. Susan moaned as quietly as she could.
She knew her husband had liked it, and much to her own surprise she liked it too. And the incredibly positive and appreciative reactions of everyone, both men and women, made her realize even though she considered herself a ‘mature’ woman, she still could be seductive and desirable. What she just went through certainly boosted her ego and can only be described as truly amazing.
She wondered if this newly discovered side of her was overtaking her completely; and if not very, very careful, what the result would be. And with embarrassment she feared her husband may discover her thoughts.
And what if he did? What would he think of her if he found out that those fantasies aroused her so much? Would he then feel compelled to make them a reality? She didn’t want to force anything; and didn’t want him to feel uneasy, uncomfortable, and certainly not emasculated.
As the thought of being fucked by a stranger with her husband’s permission flashed through her, with shame she gulped at the realization that her body was again inadvertently becoming aroused. She had been ‘programmed’ all her life to think monogamy was the norm. And yet she was so close to abruptly changing that thinking and having sex with another man.
While the mental and physical pleasures had been wonderful, the lingering guilt was still there. She had not been completely honest with her husband, and it troubled her.
But for two days in a row, she had multiple, incredibly satisfying orgasms. That hadn’t happened in…well, never, or at least not since her college years. And scandalously, in her fantasy world Derrick was there with her. Susan wasn’t consciously bringing him in, he just showed up when she closed her eyes. And so, she went along for the ride.
Then she moved to the erect nub of her clitoris. Her body convulsed suddenly at the slight touch, and she had to stifle a gasp. She realized she had to stop, not wanting to awaken her husband. But she couldn’t. Just as if she was having a live, wet dream, she laid awake and staring up at the ceiling, naked, legs apart, and continued gently caressing herself and letting her thoughts drift on that cloud of sexual enlightenment and gratification.
With her fingers moving more rapidly now, key events of the previous day drifting into and out of her mind like a slideshow. She was getting quite worked up enjoying the combination of her mind’s thoughts and her own touch. Her tits jiggled sexually on her chest, as she played with herself.
She found it extremely fulfilling when she finally realized that other men actually lusted on her. She closed her eyes and a vision of Derrick was suddenly there, his mouth where her fingers were, his tongue on her womanhood, teasing, preparing her to be taken by an experienced man. She found herself increasing both the speed and the pressure on her clit as her thoughts went to that night in the Club.
She also realized that once she got aroused beyond a certain point doing those naughty things, that she lost what was left of any control of self. Her horny sexual needs took over completely, body and soul. And the resulting sex was tremendous!
“Why did I resist for so long?” she wondered.
With her other hand, she touched a nipple. They had been aroused all day, flagrantly showing off in front of appreciative strangers. Her touch brought them right back to life again – tingling and again more electric than she had felt them in years.
She was close to self-satisfaction, breathing heavily and panting knowing that her husband ‘allowed’ all of this. Then, when her back arched and her butt cheeks clenched, she caught herself and suddenly stopped, not wanting to be ‘caught.’
Her husband turned towards her, right before her orgasm, smiled at her and whispered, “Good morning sexy! Starting without me?”
She WAS caught! Her face reddened. SHIT!!!
Immediately, feelings of guilt and shame crossed through her. She had to explain and come clean, to admit to everything, consequences be damned.
Susan quickly sat up in the bed. “Edward, I have something to tell you, and please let me finish because I need to get this off my chest.” She took a deep breath. “I now understand what you meant when you suggested that spend a couple days here in The Naked City. I had always focused on my imperfections. But I found this place judgement free and so welcoming! It allowed me to feel at ease. And once I let go of my psycho-emotional hang-ups I had previously associated with a mature woman on full display in front of others, I was able to quell my anxiety from being so exposed.”
Susan paused, but only briefly.
“And then I thought I would be uncomfortable with, and torn by, your request for me to play “The Game” and flaunt my body so openly. I was stunned to find out that by teasing other men, it made me feel so…desirable! It made me feel so powerful and in control! And once I experienced it, primarily with your urging and encouragement, I came to the realization that…I receive great pleasure in other men’s appreciation of my body – it felt euphoric!”
“I think that’s great!”
“No! Let me finish,” Susan begged. “I was trying to give you something special, but along the way, I discovered something. And…there is something…that keeps coming back into my thoughts. Edward…I am ashamed to admit…I have been having fantasies involving other men!”
As Susan paused again, Edward jumped in. “It’s okay sweetheart. I want to have this type of honest discussion. I want to hear what turns you on. Do you feel comfortable enough to tell me about those thoughts, those fantasies?”
The problem Susan was grappling with was she felt she had betrayed her husband’s trust, and now it may be too late. It did not matter if she had not gone all the way and had actual intercourse. She had sordid dreams about another man, and she orgasmed due to the thoughts of another man. She felt her mind and body’s actions and enjoyment betrayed her vows.
Then she remembered the conversation with Miles and Linda, and the absolute need to be honest.
“I realize now I am at the point in my exploration that I no longer want to analyze every thought and feeling. Looking back, I was probably ignorant to that side of my sexual needs and desires. And now, I realize I have missed something in my life. And you were right to bring me here. I have truly enjoyed this sexual awakening.”
“Okay…but you said you have had fantasies…” Although the fact that his wife had now advanced to the point to be set free from the stereotypical behavior expected by society was sort of symbolic of their short time on this holiday, he wanted to hear more.
“Well,” Susan swallowed hard. She looked down, twirling the bedsheet in her hand. “I have had several dreams…and…those dreams are…sexual and…they seem to center around Derrick. Edward, I am so sorry…”
Edward interrupted. “Derrick? Really? I am not surprised. Well…I don’t know whether I should be upset or angry, or if I should feel a bit jealous…”
“Before you say anything more, I need to finish, please!” Susan pleaded.
“Okay, go on.” Edward noticed her bare feet fidgeting, her dark red nail polished toes wiggling.
“It’s embarrassing, but I need to lay it all out there,” Susan exhaled, then took another deep breath. The truth was, in those times where Susan allowed her mind to drift, she wondered what it really would be like to be a truly sexually liberated woman, free of the constructs of societal norms.
“At the Club…his attention to me…I felt such pleasure, an exhilaration I haven’t felt in a long time! And I find myself wanting to experience those same pleasures again and again. I enjoyed being a little naughty.”
“Tell me about those dreams. I assume you dreamt about Derrick?”
Susan looked down, embarrassed. She did not intend to hide anything from Edward; perhaps she first had to come to terms with herself. She looked up and there were her husband’s eyes – loving, caring, and…waiting. And now, she needed to admit the once unthinkable to the man she loved.
“Okay, the truth is…yes… I find myself wanting to experience…him. You know what I mean?” There it is – she finally said it. It’s finally out there. Susan paused before continuing.
“And last night, when I was coming off that stage, HE saw me. He again asked that I call him. It stirred those feelings all over again.”
Edward’s heart sunk. “Feelings? What type of feelings? Are you developing feelings for him?”
“NO!! Not like that! I’m not falling in love with him. I just…well…I must tell you that I have had certain thoughts.”
“Thoughts?”
“What?”
“You said you had certain thoughts?”
“YES! Okay! I fantasize about Derrick taking me…having sex with me, that is! And I am embarrassed to admit, it gets me all wet every time I have those thoughts. I try to make it go away, but it doesn’t. They just stay there, toying with my mind,” Susan admitted, her voice shaking.
Although grateful for his wife’s honesty, Edward’s heart skipped a beat and he chewed on his lower lip as he wrestled with his wife’s admission. He pulled his wife to him. They hugged in silence. He really couldn’t be upset or even angry. After all, he had encouraged his wife to explore her sexuality.
Susan’s admission should have bothered him – because his wife had sexual fantasies about another man. But he was grateful that she felt she could share her fantasies, even if they were about Derrick.
And strangely, he felt an excitement as his mind replayed the events and images. He pulled the sheet up as his cock responded.
“I am truly elated that you feel you can now be honest with me,” Edward started, although with pangs of anxiousness. “Feeling guilty when you have done nothing wrong or haven’t violated that trust is misplaced. Trust. Respect. Honor the relationship and each other. Those have been important cornerstones of our relationship that we must cherish. And most importantly, we need to be honest with each other. So, now that you have done that, there is no reason for the guilt.”
With a soft, grateful smile on her face, she asked, “So…you’re not angry that those dreams, those fantasies involve having sex with another man and get me so aroused?”
“Sweetheart, I just wish you told me sooner, so we could experience it and work through it…together.”
“But I feel terrible admitting I had sexual fantasies about another man…it’s not right!”
“Look, I know we are in the muddled middle between monogamy and non-monogamy. And I know it excites you. It excites me too. I have a kink, okay? I have admitted to you that I am strongly aroused by the idea of sharing you sexually with another man. It’s a fantasy now, and perhaps it will become a reality at some time. But at the same time, maybe it won’t. Let’s recognize this is an add-on to an already great relationship rather than a roadblock.
“So, are you saying you WANT me to call Derrick?”
Edward paused. How could he answer this? No doubt as a result of Derrick’s attention, his wife became insatiable! And he was the beneficiary! Perhaps it best to ignore this nagging uncertainty and simply enjoy the results?
If Derrick helped take fantasy to reality, so what? If the fantasy of bringing another man into their relationship added a new dimension, a newness, and brought a whole new level of spice and freshness after the years of marriage and puritanical conformism, and allowed his wife to be truly free, so what?
Because in the end, did it matter?
“Well…I don’t know…” Edward said, his words tailing off. “I mean, I am not at that point yet,” Edward admitted. “But I know you enjoy it. And I certainly think you will agree with me, what we experienced so far really put a jolt into, and enhanced, our relationship. And I want you to be happy and as sexually fulfilled as possible.”
Truth was, Susan also had not anticipated things to go that far, that quickly, or even at all. But now, she had begun to explore the once unthinkable herself.
“Well, to be truthful, I guess I’m still grasping with all of this as well,” Susan said. “I think part of it is how I was brought up and my reference point of what marriage can/should be.”
“I mean, maybe there is no ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ answer,” Edward kissed the back of her neck while he considered his next words. “I know it took a lot of courage, but I am very grateful you shared your feelings with me. Maybe we should just be grateful for our transformation, the increase in our libido, and the positive effect it has had not only on our sex life, but also our relationship.”
Susan smiled, grateful for her husband’s understanding. But his words echoed in her mind. It was certainly true…the sex has been HOT!!! And no doubt, letting go of her conservative past left her with an ironic sense of freedom. The time at Cap d’Agde left her feeling more confident, more self-assured, and sexier than she could ever have imagined, particularly at her age.
“I want to promise this, if I do get to that point, I don’t want to stand in your way. I just need that we discuss and talk through all of it in advance,” Edward said.
“Let’s not make a snap decision,” Susan said, wondering if she already concluded THAT is what she wanted. How much longer before this fantasy turns to reality? “A part of me still thinks we need to end this here. I mean, we cannot act like this at home! What if our friends found out? Or worse, our family?”
“I don’t want this to stop!” Edward demanded. “We have developed a connection that I thought was lost. The sex is off-the-charts hot! This IS the spice we needed. We’ll work through it, and our friends and family don’t need to know about our sex life. We can be discreet and just enjoy our new-found fun.”
Susan flashed an odd little look, and then, in a quick moment that stilled Edward and stopped his breathing, she rolled over, and started to kiss his chest, then down his stomach and to his cock.
“You think we can keep this up?” Susan asked as she grabbed her husband’s cock, the double entendre not lost on them. No longer feeling guilty and not completely satiated from her self-pleasure, she instigated a morning sex romp.
And Edward’s cock reacted instantly to her touch and tongue. Susan felt it growing as she ran her tongue from the base to tip, and back again and again, before smacking it against her cheeks, then sucking the member into her mouth – a ‘trick’ she ‘learned’ watching women on the beach. And it was fully hard in an instant.
Despite fucking just a few hours earlier, she could not explain what came over her. Her horniness was exploding. She just knew she needed to fuck, again. She had gone from content with once-a-week or so sex life, never wanting more because she felt satisfied, to a woman finding herself thinking about, and needing, sex daily.
Edward stared in amazement. Susan had his cock in her mouth and her head was moving, slowly and sensually, her face pink with excitement, lust, or perhaps maybe embarrassment. Still, the sight of his wife morphing into a purely sexual woman was enough to make his heart skip.
“Oh, fuck babe,” Edward said quietly, his hand rearranging his wife’s hair to get a better look. She had his cock in her mouth and her head was moving, slowly and sensually.
“Did you like stripping and showing off for other men?” The question suddenly just came out.
“Mm-hmm,” she moaned, nodding with her mouth full of hard cock. It was about as sexy a thing as Edward had ever seen or heard.
Delirious with desire, Susan pushed Edward flat on his back, climbed onto him, and quickly and decisively took his cock and began rubbing the head between her slippery folds. Susan’s horniness was written all over her. It was almost as if she’d broken though a mental barrier. Her brazen inner slut came out in front of him and there was unquestionably a new sexual energy radiating from his wife.
Susan continued masturbating herself, only this time using her husband’s cock. Accepting the only thing that could satisfy her hunger, she guided his throbbing rigid member into her wet hole. And then, she was fucking.
Edward felt the warmth of his wife’s extremely ready and slick pussy wrap around his cock, absolute confirmation she had become incredibly aroused. He looked up while she bounced on his cock. Her hair was disheveled, her fingers coyly pinched and pulled her nipples, while her eyes were closed, either in delight, or perhaps in secret fantasy.
Edward did everything he could to hold back from filling his wife with his cum immediately. Susan, or this new woman in his wife’s body, was insatiable, with a ravenous and newfound voracious appetite for sex. He was not sure if this was a product of their previous two days in Cap d’Agde, or if this was a permanent change. But at that moment, he didn’t care. He loved his new woman!
Susan put her hands on his chest, her hips frantically rising up and down in a desperate attempt to push all of her husband’s cock into her womb. And it did not take long. Susan’s orgasm exploded quickly, breathing heavy, panting, and squealing on his cock.
Within seconds, Edward felt his balls tighten and his penis throb. He threw his head back and moaned as his cock shot his sperm into his wife.
Breathless and for the moment satiated, Susan gripped the bed’s headboard in her clenching fists, her hips moving slowly. She could feel Edward throbbing inside her as she milked every drop of his offering.
Susan stayed on top, luxuriating in the feeling of her husband’s hard cock deep inside her. She heard him quietly moaning on the soft flesh of her breasts hanging in front of his face, his teeth gently nibbling and his tongue circling the aroused hardness of her nipple. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the tingling warmth, the sensuousness so deeply overwhelming.
After he caught his breath, Edward pulled Susan to him, and smiled, “Wow. What a pleasant surprise! Who are you and what have you done to my sweet, demure wife?”
After a long, sensual kiss, she smiled at the happy-looking face of her husband and whispered, “I missed you. And I guess…I was a little horny!”
They both laughed at the understatement.
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“So… uh… I take it you…uh have fun last night?” Edward asked as he tried to catch his breath.
Susan sighed and closed her eyes. Suddenly their lips met again in an emotional and passionate kiss that went on and on. When Susan pulled away, Edward gasped for breath, stunned by the intensity of the kiss.
“Well,” Susan said, her face flushing a bit at the memory of her boldness. “Was it too much?”
Edward thought for a second, and then shook his head. “Sweetheart, it was about the sexiest thing I have ever seen, and I could not be prouder to be your husband. I mean you really didn’t do anything too crazy,” he said.
“Not too crazy? Are you kidding? I went up on a bar in a crowded club and stripped totally naked! Guys had unobstructed views of my most intimate parts, and I was completely exposed for a long time!”
Edward nodded in agreement. “I know…but it was SO hot! Truthfully Babe, I loved everything about it! You know I love it when you tease! And I’m very proud of how well you handled Linda’s challenge. You took it and won!
Susan sighed happily. She knew she was the focus of a lot of attention. And she saw that ‘look’ in their eyes. The men, young and older ones, were looking at her with unabashed desire. But she was also grateful for her husband’s understanding.
“Me too! I’ve never been on stage before, like that, and I don’t know what got into me, but it was a bizarre kind of thrill. And it felt so freeing!” she said, sitting up, her breasts jiggling ever so nicely on her chest, her nipples almost painfully erect once again.
Susan caressed her husband’s chest as she tried to present a truthful recap of her experience. “Well, at first it was a little scary,” she rambled. “When we first arrived, with everything that we saw, it was first so overwhelming! All the sexy women, how they acted, and what they were wearing, I felt the constant pressure to fit in and not be a prude. And of course, the sex everywhere only instigated even more anxiety in me.”
Susan took a deep breath before continuing. “Truthfully, I was so scared you wanted to have sex with another woman. And it left me panicked. I can definitely tell you; I do not want to ‘swing’ and I am not willing to share you with another woman. But now, particularly after passing on the opportunity with Linda, I know that was not your intent.”
“But…my biggest takeaway,” Susan paused. “What affected me the most was the knowledge that I am still an attractive woman. I mean, I am a middle-aged woman and being in the spotlight completely naked, I could not hide or disguise anything! Everything was on display! But the way guys looked at me…I saw that look…that look I remember from my college years, before we were married…that they liked what they were seeing! And in a weird way, I found it quite validating, particularly with so many other very sexy women here.”
She never considered herself to be the desirable woman that turned other men’s cocks hard. But in this place where society’s typical condemnations were non-existent, after so many years dedicated to being a mom first, followed by, in no particular order, a wife, a business professional, a community volunteer, she was able to let loose. But, she never saw herself as a sexy temptress.
“Sweetheart, I can assure you…you have men fantasizing about you right now! And I feel so fortunate…you’re so sexy…and you’re mine! I just hope that as our holiday ends, it will not be the end.”
***********
They had asked for a late checkout time to have a relaxing morning. Fortunately, the Hotel graciously granted their request, and they both pulled on shorts and a t-shirt to go out for a low-key, casual breakfast.
They walked down the sidewalk from the Hotel to a boulangerie. In typical French fashion, the baked goods looked amazing. They chose some pastries, but found their cappuccino machine was broken. So they continued their walk about town and found a bar that was open. A few patrons were sitting on the small sidewalk tables enjoying their morning coffee while reading or just taking in the morning scenery. They found a table and ordered cappuccinos to have with the pastries.
The morning ‘scene’ was quite ordinary and could have been almost anywhere with everyone fully dressed, save for the occasional guy walking along buck-naked.
Edward recognized a few people from the beach. And he noticed a couple guys look to Susan, smile and nod. It was obvious they recognized his porn star wife. Edward noticed Susan’s face turn pink again, either from excitement or maybe a little embarrassment. It was obvious she knew she was identified, and he felt his cock twitch.
Their drinks came and they enjoyed their breakfast. Soon they were on their way back to pack their bags for their departure.
Returning, Susan bounced around the room, gathering her clothes and folding them neatly into her suitcase. With a huge burden lifted, she thought back and, with the luxury of hindsight, she was amazed that she went along with everything so easily, without thinking things through, or questioning things more, or just plain freaking out. And now, she couldn’t help but finally admit that if they had not experienced Le Cap, she would not have been forced to come to terms with a side of her that she would have never known existed.
She was ashamed to admit it now – she no longer had a lingering guilt from how she acted, what had happened to her, or how she had felt.
“I can’t believe it’s over – I mean, that we are leaving this morning!” Susan’s words surprised Edward.
“What?” Susan asked when she saw Edward looking at her.
The comment came as a surprise. After all, she was initially reluctant to agree to this holiday stop, and very nervous and unsure on Day 1.
“Do you want to stay another day? I mean, we can change our itinerary and…”
With a sly smile, Susan turned and walked towards her husband. “I just wanted you to know how much I loved our time here!”
“I loved it too! And I love you, sweetheart, more than ever!” Their lips met in a long and sensuous kiss.
Susan blushed and bit her lip coyly, “I…I just can’t believe how much fun it was!! It was so exhilarating to just let loose!!!” She was babbling again, fueled by the cappuccino. She bit her lower lip and continued, “I would never have believed that I would have enjoyed it like that. You know, it’s amazing how things can change in a couple days, isn’t it? And just to be sure, you were really okay with everything that happened?”
Edward smiled as his wonderful, previously conservative wife realized and confessed her true feelings. He was witness to a side of Susan he didn’t know still existed. And he felt validated that she was able to unlock sexual desires within herself. It was gratifying to see his wife liberated: a healthy, sexual woman free from outside constraints and open to expand her sexual boundaries. That was the main purpose for this visit to Cap d’Agde.
He took Susan’s hand and kissed it, “Well, I must say, it’s been so exciting to watch you! I loved how you embraced everything. I loved to watch your transformation and I love the level of honesty and communication we now have between us. We know much, much more now than we did before we came here – about this lifestyle and ourselves. And about last night, well…it was such an epic adventure! It was amazing! It was hot! And you were SOOO sexy! I feel so thankful to have you as my wife!”
They both sat utterly frozen to the scenes that played out within their minds.
“Well, you encouraged it! I was afraid you would view me negatively, or it would irreparably damage our marriage,” Susan whispered. “But now I realize that was not the case! Now look what I have become!” she smirked.
“And I am certain many of those men you teased are masturbating to, and fantasizing about, fucking my beautiful wife,” Edward whispered.
“Well, I don’t know about that!” Susan said with humility.
Susan continued gathering her clothes and folding them neatly into her suitcase. Days, weeks, maybe even months from now, Susan will no doubt attempt to analyze all of this. But right now, she didn’t even attempt to venture too deeply into that rabbit hole. All she knew was she enjoyed it all. Trying to rationalize and understand would have to wait. Now, she was grateful for her husband, his love, his understanding, and his devotion to make her happy.
“After all, how many people get to live their fantasies?” Edward added.
“I agree! Taking our fantasies to reality feels so rewarding, doesn’t it?”
Susan’s words actually surprised Edward. “Which fantasy of Susan’s was fulfilled?” he wondered.
************
While waiting as Susan showered, Edward began re-packing his suitcase. He looked out the window. It was a gorgeous Friday. Approaching the noon hour; the sun was out warming the temperature with the background of a clear blue sky.
Edward opened the sliding door and went out onto the patio. There was a man with a lawn service company shirt mowing the grass between the room patios and the pool, and another worker trimming shrubs. A delivery truck had pulled up and the driver was organizing his delivery onto a handcart just beyond the fence surrounding the pool area. It was as if this were a city anywhere else in the world. And interestingly, no one even batted an eye even though he stood outside on the patio in just his boxer briefs.
He came back into the room. Susan had just finished drying her hair and applying some makeup after her shower. She walked out of the bathroom and started packing her suitcase. He admired her naked figure, and he loved how she went about the room without the least bit of concern that the door and blinds were open.
“I have one request before we leave,” Edward announced, a racy thought going through his head, as he looked his naked wife up and down.
“What’s that?”
“Well, you look so delicious right now, and would feel badly if I didn’t share this vision with others.”
I’m not sure you are up for it, but I would feel remiss
“This sounds dangerous! But go ahead.”
“Okay, so here it is. “Susan, I would love to show you off one last time. You are so beautiful, and I want others to see how gorgeous and sexy you are. I loved seeing you being naughty these last two days and we are in our final hour here. So, before we leave this place, I want to show off my sexy wife one last time! I would like very much for you to walk out this door and take a slow lap around the pool. And I want you to do that, as you are now, naked and alone. Yes, there are men out there doing their work. And that’s what will make it even hotter. So if you feel like it, maybe stop and chat with anybody out there. Would you do that for me please, before we finish packing up and leave?”
Susan looked over at her husband with a devious grin on her face. No longer was she putting up a façade of reluctance. Susan smiled wickedly, blushing. “So, you want to see your wife be naughty one last time, do you? Well, my dear, perverted husband…I can be naughty, just watch me!” she responded playfully, acting as if she was relenting, but surprisingly aroused by the challenge.
She walked over to the open door. “And to be clear, just how naughty would you like me to be?” she asked with a sexy pout as she surveyed the men working.
“It will be your show. Anything goes,” Edward said giddily, not believing his luck. “I just want to see men fawn over you, lust after you, and desire you, one last time before we go back to the real world.”
For the first time in her life, Susan was completely absent of any feelings of conflict or remorse. Those once over-bearing feelings had now been replaced with the exhilarating sense of total freedom and confidence. Susan turned and walked away.
“Well…I will do it…but I will not be naked,” she warned.
Disappointment was written all over Edward’s face.
“I will be wearing these! Are you ok with me wearing something?” Susan asked as she pulled her heels out of her suitcase.
Edward smiled as his playful wife slid the stilettos on her feet, “Well, I guess those will be okay!”
Susan rose and walked towards the open door. She paused when she saw so many workers buzzing all around the hotel. She thought for a minute, “So many men! I thought there was just one! Maybe I should have considered everything before I agreed to this!”
She turned to her husband. “What are you turning me into?” Susan asked.
Edward shrugged. “I didn’t turn you into anything. Yes, I urged you here and there to let go of your inhibitions. But I didn’t tell you to not wear a bra or panties last night. That was your choice. I didn’t force you to go on that stage. That was all you. Everything that has happened thus far has been your choice and you’ve been in complete control of it all. And if you feel otherwise, if you feel I demanded you do something you didn’t want to, I’m sorry, that was not my intent. But I don’t feel you turned into anything you didn’t want,” Edward explained.
Susan rolled her eyes. But her husband was correct. Instead, she now understood what her husband meant when he suggested that she might enjoy playing The Game. And when she teased other men, she came to the realization that she took great pleasure in knowing that she was in control, while at the same time giving her husband something special.
Susan took a step forward and defiantly pronounced, “Fuck it…let’s push the boundaries of The Game and do this!” She went onto the patio with a multitude of mixed emotions: excitement, arousal, nervousness and trepidation.
Edward watched in a stunned daze and with immense arousal as Susan sultrily strode across the patio and to the pool, transfixed with the sight of his wife’s naked body so wonderfully on display in the late-morning light. She walked tall and confident, with her nicely rounded ass out proud and her shoulders back pushing her perky tits forward, that now-familiar subtle jiggle leading the way.
The sun was higher in the sky, but the angle tinted the pool deck with yellowish light and cast a beautiful spotlight on his wife. And along with the unmistakable click-clack-click of a woman wearing sexy high heels, Susan immediately garnered the attention of every man. And as a dedicated voyeur, Edward took great pleasure in watching his wife drawing the attention of other males.
He saw the gardeners stop their work and the delivery guy freeze in place to watch her. Another man appeared out of nowhere and leaned at the fence, all just a few meters away from the pool deck. Everyone stopped what he was doing and watched his wife casually stroll to the edge of the pool, captured by the distinctive sight of a completely nude woman wearing nothing but a sexy pair of high heels.
Susan walked halfway around the pool, and stopped. She looked around. All the men had stopped and were watching her. Her mind was in an undecided haze while her body was overloaded by the sensations and surroundings. And unsurprisingly, she felt that now familiar jolt of warmth and erotic excitement rush through her, overtaking her entire body. The warmth and tingling sensations caused solely by other men openly ogling her exposed body.
She walked to the pool’s edge and seductively slid off one of her heels and dipped her toes in the water, testing the temperature. Then, bending from the waist, she slid her other heel off and walked over to the pool ladder.
She looked around again. Everyone had stopped what he was doing and was watching…her!! But in contrast to her previous ethos, she found she loved exposing herself to men and their transfixed eyes. She actually now craved being appreciated, and even lusted after, new-found revelations discovered on this holiday..
Feeling naughty to fully explore this new mindset in the short time remaining, she turned, sticking her ass out, and made her way gracefully down the steps into the pool. The shock of cool water upon her skin did nothing to snap her out of her sexual haze.
Edward watched his wife descending the ladder until she was waist deep.
At the bottom rung, she stopped, and yelled back to Edward, “Brrrrr. It’s cold! Can you tell?” looking down and pointing her hardened nipples towards Edward.
At this point, Edward noticed everyone was still watching his wife, and he was really savoring her bold exhibitionism. And directly as a result, he was bundle of sexual energy. Surprisingly, despite having fucked just a couple hours earlier, his growing erection defying his age. He wanted to run out there, grab his wife, and make love to her yet again this morning, claiming his wife as his, right along the pool.
After what was likely was an inappropriate amount of time, Susan slowly took a step, then another, climbing the ladder to exit the pool. Water cascaded off her as her breasts jiggled freely with each rung she climbed, the mid-day sun completely highlighting her beautiful pink nipples, extremely hard from the chilly water. She came up slowly, with a full-on tease. She looked so sultry, so sexy. And with the angle of the sun, her nicely tanned skin sparkled in the shimmering light and her pert breasts capped by those hardened nipples looked amazing.
Susan must have noticed the men admiring her backside because she seemed to put a little extra wiggle in it when she slowly climbed the steps. And with the water dripping off her body, the entire scene looked spectacularly porn worthy. Edward felt like a director in an adult film, as his porn star ‘stole’ the scene while making her way up the ladder. And once again he felt that thrill again, the adrenaline coursing throughout his body, as his wife acted like a sultry sexpot – turning heads and hardening cocks like she never had before, all with dreamlike ease.
As if to insure she was noticed, she turned to face the men and yelled over to them, “It’s so cold!” while pushing her butt out to further accentuate her curves.
Who was this woman? The scene playing out before Edward was incredibly erotic. Although they were within the boundaries of the Naked City, it was still a huge turn-on watching his wife walk so nonchalantly by herself, the only person naked, and in full view of fully dressed people. And Edward felt the thrill again, the adrenaline, as his personal porn star made her way up the ladder in the most unexpected sensual way. He was watching her carefully. Her mouth was acting all sexy, smiling a little and then not, over and over again, like she was fighting it, but her exhibitionist curiosity was winning.
Smiling at one of her voyeurs, she climbed the last step out of the water. Holding onto the ladder railing for support, she slowly bent over and slid her heels on. But it was the way she did it – with an ass-up bend at the waist even though she could have just as easily simply slipped her feet into the heels. Yup, she was putting on a show!
Then she remembered her husband’s request…interact with those men…naked!
She took a deep breath and then continued her walk around the rectangular pool. Her legs were trembling as she walked towards the men, her breasts exposed and bouncing with each step, moving slower than necessary to prolong this tease. She could feel every eye on her. Her vagina was throbbing and squishing between her legs.
Now furthest from the ‘safety’ of the room and Edward, she stopped to chat with the first men, two deliverymen leaning on the fence gawking at her.
Edward simply could not believe the shift in his wife’s demeanor; just two days ago she would not have even considered acting so lewd and salacious. Now here she was strolling around the pool completely nude, not only in full view of, but also seemingly enticing strange men to feast on her body with their eyes. And he felt the blood from his beating heart pumping straight into his growing cock, as his porn star exhibitionist wife made her way around the pool in front of her admirers.
“You are very beautiful, Madam,” Edward heard one of the men complement his wife as she stopped briefly.
Previously, Susan would have been embarrassed, not knowing what to do or what to say. Perhaps a consequence of the newly liberated woman she had become, or perhaps because of the full acceptance and knowledge her husband encouraged her to release her inhibitions and enjoy her sensuality, remarkably now, she relished the attention.
Not saying a word in response, Susan smiled and slowly turned and did a spin for him as she let the man take in her lovely body. Pausing with her hand on her cocked hip, she asked herself, “What’s happened to me? Why is this so exciting? Have I always secretly wanted to be an exhibitionist? And why haven’t I embraced his earlier? Why didn’t I allow myself to be a freer spirit?”
She then continued her seductive walk around the pool. As she looked over at Edward with a sexy smirk, she saw him smiling back and proudly giving her thumbs up as the man continued to gawk at her backside.
And now, Edward was treated to the dynamic version wherein he could watch the combination of his wife’s tits and ass in motion – in full frontal – walking towards him, like strangers would see her! And she was putting on quite a very erotic show.
Edward’s heart was beating insanely fast. He had never felt so proud of his wife as his wife played the temptress card, openly teasing the men.
As Susan walked back to her kinky and expectant husband, she found him smiling broadly, his eyes darting over her but lingering on her exposed tits and pussy. “You are such a sexy woman! I am such a lucky guy, and I am so fucking turned on by you now!”
She could barely believe what had happened. Although she had once again gone from zero to sixty jumping into yet another illicit act in public, Susan remarkably was saddened it was over. She actually found it exhilarating to have all eyes on her.
She chuckled as she saw Edward’s cock unmistakably visible, straining against the cloth of his boxer briefs. “Whoa! Again? How can you be hard again?” her breathy voice asked.
Edward had barely got out, “Can’t help it babe, that was so fucking hot,” before she planted a huge kiss on him. And it wasn’t a small peck – her kiss was deep, passionate, and exploring each other’s tongues.
“No blue pill needed for this old man!” Susan teased. But the fact was, she was incredibly aroused herself from displaying her body so openly, and amazed at how just a few gazes from strangers had caused her pussy to again get so wet.
Before she finally backed away, she bit Edward’s lower lip and whispered, “Baby, I’m horny – again.” As she gave one of the best “fuck me” looks Edward had ever seen.
She didn’t wait for a response. Susan reached down and started stroking her husband’s erect cock through his boxer shorts, and then to his complete shock, she yanked his shorts down.
Edward was beyond aroused and indifferent to his exposure. He pushed her back against the wall and they kissed again, not in a romantic way but rather in a manner of pure lust and passion. Moving his hand down her body, his heart rate increased as he found her pussy inflamed, drenched in her own wetness.
“You’re gonna fuck me, right?” Susan asked huskily, her eyes in full seduction mode. She knew that the words had come from her own mouth; but she didn’t know how they’d formed or why they’d escaped. And in the blink of an eye, her explosive horniness was once again unleashed.
But Susan did not walk back into the room. Instead, she leaned against the wall and raised her one leg onto the patio chair, not giving a second thought to the fact that they were just outside their hotel room, on the patio, and in broad daylight in complete view of several men still watching. And Edward was immediately treated to a glorious view of her slit glistening and inviting.
With his cock pointing at full attention, Edward rubbed the end against the pussy his wife had so brazenly offered. Within a very short time the head of his cock was sliding past her outer lips and into the moist, welcoming area beyond.
Edward knew they were being watched. And it was hard for him to fathom the dramatic change in his wife’s attitude towards extreme attention-seeking behavior. But he liked it – he liked it a lot. And fucking his horny wife seemed the necessary thing to do, so he did it. He grabbed her other leg and lifted it holding her up against the rough concrete wall and thrust into his wife’s tightness.
Susan looked over her husband’s shoulder to her left, towards the pool, and more specifically towards the lecherous men watching the surprisingly immodest X-rated action. Three days ago, she would never have considered doing something even remotely this risqué. But here, even in broad daylight, she was lost in passionate delirium and lust, and unconcerned with her public display.
In fact, the audience seemed to enhance the excitement of their lovemaking. With Edward thrusting into her again and again, passionately and with controlled aggression, she panted in rhythm uncontrollably, “Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes! Yes!”
With his wife moaning loudly, Edward began to worry that the entire hotel would hear her. He knew extreme public displays of affection on hotel grounds were cause for eviction. But they were leaving soon, and he did not stop. Plus, there was something invigorating about claiming this fucking incredible woman as his.