An adult stories – Holiday Fun Pt. 05 by Ribbleman,Ribbleman Holiday Fun Pt 05
Sally looked over the balcony of the holiday complex, watching the people below, some strolling around, others, like her husband, Jim taking a morning swim in the pool. She was wearing a thin shirt top without bra and skimpy nylon panties that would be too sheer to pass as a bikini bottom.
What caught her eye were the two men who came out of the building a couple of hundred yards away beyond their own holiday apartments, or rather the fact they were carrying binoculars. Could these be the men who had watched her being fucked by Den, standing on this same balcony while her husband Jim had his cock up her arse? She watched them closely, knowing very well that if they were the same men the temptation to look up at her would be too compelling. Sure enough, a few seconds later, they did.
From her vantage point the men looked quite presentable, both a little younger perhaps than Den but with little to none excess fat and quite stocky. Naughty thoughts caused a familiar tingle between her legs. Her libido was even more inflamed when one of the men, obviously not realising she was observing them lifted his binoculars and focused them on her; he soon withdrew them and Sally figured out that through the lens he would have seen her staring right back at him.
For less than half a minute she felt compelled to quickly throw on some clothes and go down to get a closer look – then she thought, what the hell, the shirt was covering her backside and pussy by an inch or two, no one would know she was only wearing see-through panties – she’d risk going as she was; and hope it didn’t get too breezy!
Passing the pool Jim’s head popped up.
‘What are you up to?’ he asked climbing out from the water.
Sally was blatantly honest about her intentions.
‘I’m going to be little bit brave but naughty. I think I spotted the guys who watched us through binoculars; I was going to get a closer look at them.’
That’s not being naughty, it’s just being nosey!’ Jim said laughing.
‘Well, the naughty part is I’m only wearing see-through black silky panties under this shirt and no bra.’
‘ I can tell by the way your nipples are poking out that you’re not wearing a bikini top. Are you saying you hope to give them a flash?’
‘Who knows what the morning will bring?’ Sally smirked in a very wanton way.
‘I’m going back into the water; I need to hide my stiffening cock. I’ll look forward to hearing every detail later!’
Sally went on her way, out of the complex and down the street toward the beach. As she rounded a bend the two men came into view. When they reached the dunes they headed toward the more secluded area. Walking behind them a good distance away Sally felt a little excited when they paused to look at the calm sea then glance toward her; they knew she was approaching them, maybe they’d let her catch up and strike up a conversation.
The closer she came the more they took notice of her, not merely glancing but taking longer looks. Walking intentionally slowly she paused a couple of times and stared at the horizon, trying to look as casual as she could. As one man lifted his arm she realised he carried not a pair of binoculars like his pal but a camera fitted with a telephoto lens. Remembering the previous night, maybe these guys already had a small collection of pornographic pictures! The man had the audacity to take a snap of her.
‘Isn’t it polite to ask permission from a lady before you take a photo of her?’ Sally said.
Now she was close up to the men they openly ogled her body.
‘Sorry! Please can we take your photograph?’ The man speaking grinned.
‘You’re very facetious,’ Sally remarked, but with a smile on her face. ‘Yes, you can take a photo, how would you like me to pose?’
Both men went silent for a minute wondering if she was winding them up.
‘If we answered that truthfully you’d probably be offended!’
Sally kept the smile on her face, stepping a little closer toward the men.
‘Ah! If you want that sort of photo, we’d better step off the path and into the dunes. This time you won’t have any need for the binoculars – unlike the other night. Or the telephoto lens!’
‘Guess not,’ one of the men said, sheepishly.
‘I’m glad you’re not going to be boring and deny it was you spying on me.’
Sally sat on a low rock with her thighs apart.
‘Did you enjoy what you saw?’ she asked
The men nodded; ‘You bet we did!’
‘Well now you can have a closer look.
Sally was now giving the men a clear view between her legs, letting them see she was wearing see-through panties and not a bikini.
‘Good grief, I never expected that!’ hissed the younger looking man, staring at her almost fully exposed pussy.
The man with the camera snapped away. Sally slowly unfastened the buttons of her shirt showing the men her bare breasts and magnificent nipples.
‘We can take this further if you like; but somewhere more comfortable and apt. I can see by those bulging crotches that you’re interested.’
‘What do you have in mind?’ asked one man almost breathless with arousal.
‘My apartment would be the best place. You saw me the other night with two men, correct?’
‘Well one of them was my husband – the other an acquaintance, let’s say, who’s staying in the next apartment. If you want some fun, give me your number and I’ll arrange for you to come over – with your camera.’
‘Do we get to join in, too?’
Sally stood up pulled apart her shirt and then the crotch of her panties displaying her naked cunt lips.
‘Of course.’ There was a short pause. ‘You can sample me now if you like.’
As one man approached her she spread her feet wider, and then as soon as he dropped his shorts and kicked them off she reached out for his very stiff cock. He held her steady as she impaled herself on his shaft then allowed him to bounce her up and down, giving her a welcome fucking. She noticed the other man preparing for his turn and licked her lips when she saw the size of his cock. While she was being well fucked the second man snapped away with his camera, giving the naughty housewife an extra special thrill. The morning had gone better than expected. She hoped her husband would approve of her plan. For the next half hour the two men fucked her relentlessly at one point giving her two cocks in the same hole at once; Sally’s vagina easily stretched to accommodate the hard poles. The fucking came to an end when they heard voices approaching. However the morning still had an interesting sexual twist yet to come.
As Sally and the two men strolled back toward the main beach chatting and flirting they spotted a figure coming toward them – Sally recognised who the person was but said nothing. They were almost level with the man when he stopped and looked intrigued at what the photographer was holding in his hand.
‘Have you been putting your camera to good use?’ the new man asked.
The two men with Sally looked as though they were going to take offence at the direct personal question when she stopped them in their tracks by lifting her shirt to show her now sperm soaked black lacy panties.
‘They filled me with cum and it’s been dribbling out of my pussy as we’ve been walking along,’ she said without shame. ‘I think they must have got a couple of dozen shots of me being well fucked. Just a pity there was no one else to take a shot of me with both cocks in my cunt.’ Sally smiled at the man adding, ‘You should have come earlier, and you could have taken the photos while these guys fucked me. I would introduce you to them but I never asked their names – I just enjoyed them fucking me!’
Sally then turned to the two men. ‘By the way, guys, this is my husband, Jim. Why don’t we go grab a cold drink then we can all take a look at the sexy pics?’
The men were rendered speechless.
Walking up toward the beach bar the conversation was awkward between the men but Sally smoothed the water, encouraging small talk. The men got beers while Sally ordered a cocktail. She sat strategically to enable herself to tease all the men, including her husband, displaying the wet cum stained patch of her lacy panties. She smirked, looking like a delinquent teen as the guy with the camera showed Jim the pics of his wife being hard fucked amongst the sand dunes.
‘Yes, it’s a real shame no one was there to take a few shots of me having both your cocks together,’ Sally said, in an amazingly matter-of-fact voice, as though she was speaking about missing a reasonably interesting holiday snap. ‘Just think, Jim,’ she added, ‘Had we not been interrupted, you might have caught us still fucking. I suppose you’ve realised that these are the same guys who were spying through their binoculars, watching you and Den giving me a good seeing to on the balcony.’
Sally looked at the crotches of the three men and giggled.
‘Would you like to come back to our apartment and re-enact the scene? I can see you’re both ready for another session – and my husband is obviously excited at the prospect of watching you fuck me, judging by the bulge in his shorts. We can give Den a treat too if he’s home. This is very exciting for me; being fucked by two strangers then telling my husband and showing him the photos just minutes later. All of us sat having a drink together, and I still don’t even know your names! I suppose you two had better introduce yourselves.’
The guys were still gobsmacked, their voices reduced to a nervous mumble.
‘I’m Eric, said one, this is my pal, Simon.’
The married couple gave their names.
‘So now we’ve been properly introduced, guys, how about it – would you like to come back to our apartment and fuck me again while my husband watches?’
Forty-five minutes later the men sat out of the hot afternoon sun sipping drinks while waiting for Sally to re-appear from the bedroom of the apartment. Now they numbered four as Den had been invited round to join the little party. Never the quiet one, Den had quickly broken the tension and got the men chatting. However, when the bedroom door opened and Sally appeared the group were stunned into silence.
Totally naked except for a pair of hold-up stockings and high heels Sally was taking her exhibitionist tendencies to a new level. She stood before the men spreading her feet wide to display her smooth shaven pussy, opening her cunt lips to reveal the inner redness of her labial flaps. Den had already discarded his shorts and was blatantly giving himself a very slow wank. Both Jim and Simon stripped off before reaching for their cameras while Eric copied Den, slowly pulling his foreskin. All five had simultaneously become voyeurs and exhibitionists, enjoying the thrill of each other’s naked self masturbation.
The first man to make a move was Eric who sauntered over to kneel behind Sal who anticipated what he wanted, lifting her left foot, placing it on the plastic dining chair, opening up the brown hole of her anus. As she continued to play with her clitoris her arsehole was licked by Eric who tried to get his tongue inside her rear orifice. Heavy breathing could be heard from all the men.
When Sally began to move her bottom up and down against Eric’s tongue Den decided to get in on the action. Kneeling in front of Sal his tongue went to work on her clit as she held her wet flaps open. Jim could tell that his wife was aching to be fucked; disappearing into the bedroom he returned handing Eric lubricant, suitable for preparing Sal’s anus and his cock for anal sex.
‘A cock in each hole,’ he said to Den, ‘Give her a good hard fucking!’
With great eagerness both men stood and penetrated the woman from either end, commencing to bang her hard and fast making her cry out, whilst Simon and Jim moved round taking photographs from every angle. Sal was almost lifted off her feet, held in the air by the two stiff poles she was impaled upon. Both men’s cocks went in her holes as far as they could go. A loud cry rang out when Sally’s orgasm finally exploded, just seconds after both men ejaculated inside of her.
The sex went on well into the afternoon, leaving all the men totally drained and exhausted, though Sally could have carried on. Jim had taken his turn and had invited Simon to join him in doubly penetrating his wife’s cunt. Den had given her the last hard fucking while the others watched.
Sally had the evening in mind and looked forward to meeting up with the young men she met on the beach.
By 8 pm the air was a little cooler so Sally decided to wear stockings, intending to give any man who cast admiring glances her way a little thrill. Wearing a thin dress that reached her mid thigh she was hardly overdressed, especially as the half-cup bra lifted her tits, creating an eye-catching cleavage whilst leaving the flesh of her breasts on show. She judged that her look was sexy enough to give most men they met in the bars of the town an erection. Her husband was very pleased with her choice of outfit; he had a hard cock before he even stepped out of the apartment.
The bars were quite busy that night, with males outnumbering females at a ratio of at least three to one. When Sally got to sit on a stool or chair she left her thighs open and let her dress hitch up, just enough to make it interesting. Many times she exchanged sexy smiles with men who openly ogled her, trying their best to look up between her legs. All were treated to the sight of her stocking tops – some much more.
Eventually and inevitably they ran into the young men from the beach. All in their early twenties, perhaps a couple still in their late teens, they could hardly keep their eyes from focusing on Sal’s tits. The thrill she felt made her nipples elongate and prominently protrude through the flimsy material of her dress.
‘I’m glad we’ve been able to meet up again,’ she told the boys in a very sexy and sultry tone. ‘Though I think we have to thank my husband for making that possible.’
‘Well we all think you’re an incredible couple,’ said one of the lads, ‘Determined to have a good time. It’s a shame we didn’t spend more time together on the beach.’
‘I bet you’d have loved to apply my sun cream,’ Sally said with a suggestive grin, ‘And maybe I would have invited you to take turns to rub it in my breasts and play with my nipples.’
‘Now your teasing us, Sally – but the thought is very arousing.’
‘I think I would have enjoyed having young stallions like you, massaging cream into my tender fleshy spots!’
‘All of them?’ one of the lads dared ask, trying to turn the tables.
Sally looked back at the lads with an almost serious expression. ‘All of them, yes. And my husband knows that I mean what I say!’
The shyest of the boys gave a nervous laugh.
‘I think you both might be teasing us; I’m sure your husband would have called time as soon as he saw us touching you.’
Sally, smiled, ‘I’m sure he would have enjoyed watching you all. He’d have found it very erotic, given that I was topless and my bikini bottom was hardly covering my pussy.’
‘If you’re waiting for me to confirm what my wife has just said – then let me tell you she is dead right. You should have stayed around a while longer. We came on holiday fully intending to have some fun. You all missed out by leaving too soon. I can tell you, though, that you succeeded in giving Sally quite a turn on, and me too when she told me how you’d lusted over her tits – to the point that she told me to follow her into the sand dunes and I gave her a good fucking. See what you missed? It could have been any of you guys fucking her – or taking turns!’
‘Fuck me!’ cried out one lad, showing disappointment, ‘I need a strong drink!’ He rushed off to the bar.
The atmosphere remained tense with strong sexual electricity surrounding the group.
‘It’s getting a bit too busy and noisy in here, how about we find somewhere with a bit more space where we can hear ourselves talk?’
All agreed and the party of holiday makers wandered off down a side street.
‘Hell, I’m glad we met up with you!’ one of the boys said.
‘How sweet of you to say that,’ Sally told him. ‘You deserve a reward.’
Gently pushing him against the wall of the narrow street she pressed her breasts against his chest and kissed him fully on the lips letting her hand slip down to feel his bulging crotch. The other boys were stunned and very jealous. When a couple of passing men noticed where Sally’s hand was they roared and uttered lewd comments. She simply carried on feeling the boys cock and letting him slide his own hand up her dress. Jim noted how several more passers-by stopped to watch the action, making comments about his wife’s tits and bare upper thigh as the lad’s groping hand revealed her bottom cheeks. Sal happily carried on feeling the boys cock and kissing him
Jim suddenly became aware that more men were stopping to watch; the behaviour became bawdier and more lewd.
‘Come on, darling, get his cock out and give him a good wank!’
To Jim’s surprise he saw his wife begin to unzip the lad’s fly and delve into his pants. However instead of drawing out his cock and wanking him she sank slowly down in a crouching position and to the cheers of the audience put the erect penis in her mouth, wanking it between her lips. The lad’s mates watched in awe as the growing crowd urged her on, some getting their own cocks out to masturbate as they watched the show.
More was to come as intoxicated youths and older men unzipped, taking out their dicks. It was inevitable that eventually one, then two walked up to stand over Sally’s crouching body and pushed their cocks forward. Quite unfazed and sexually excited she reached out and took a cock in her hand, then after jerking it off turned to look at the guy and urged him to come closer. Her mouth was now sucking hard on another stranger’s penis. Jim felt his heart beating hard as his wife pleasured other men, one after the other.
The show came to an abrupt end when the noise got too loud and in fear of attracting the police cocks were put away and Jim pulled his wife to her feet. He gave her time to put away her tits before briskly marching her off, followed by their new young friends.
When they reached a quiet bar all were ready for a drink, Sally especially who wanted to wash away sperm from her mouth. Her appetite for sex was far from sated, however. While the lads and her husband tried to make normal conversation Sally sat at the bottom of a staircase – then noticing several men eyeing her up she let her dress bunch up and opened her thighs. Two of the lads also had a good view.
‘I suppose you’ve noticed by now that I’m not wearing any panties. The men over there certainly have!’
As Sally drew her knees up high there were many sets of eyeballs focused on her open cunt.
The boys now shifted around for a better view. Sally opened her thighs even wider, stretching open her wet slit.
‘I suppose we’d better introduce ourselves, we know your name but you don’t know ours,’ said a young man.
Sally gave them a strange look. ‘I don’t need to know your names. There is something very sexy about having sex with strangers. Telling me your names would spoil things.
Jim became aware of a man walking directly toward him with a stern expression on his face.
‘You can’t pimp your whore in my bar!’ he ordered.
Jim, taken by surprise could only tell the truth.
‘I’m not her pimp – she’s my wife! We’re English, on holiday here.’
‘Okay,’ said the highly strung bar owner, ‘So you’re not here to make money from her?’
‘Definitely not!’ Jim told him, astonished.
‘Okay, what you do is your business, but I have to check.’
The barman looked round at Sally, who by now was talking to the boys, still sat showing her pussy.
‘She likes to have fun does she – your wife? But it’s a bit too public showing her vagina to all my customers. Are these lads your friends?’
‘You could say that, we’ve been out drinking with them, tonight.’
‘I think I know what you like, my friend. I have an idea that might interest you.’
He put his hand in his pocket, withdrew a key and handed it to Jim.
‘You send your wife upstairs to have fun with your young friends – first door on the left. Nice big bed, very comfortable. You stay and chat with me, my friend; I have a proposition for you.’
Jim was intrigued but wary; plus it would be disappointing not being able to watch the group of lads give his wife a good fucking. He’d even planned to take a few pics on his phone. The barman took things into his own hands and knelt beside Sally, handing her the key instead.
‘Here lady, you take your young friends upstairs – first door on the left – have some nice sexy fun. Your husband will stay and chat with me. I have friends who like to take photographs of naughty housewives who like to show their bodies. I can make it worth your while. And if you want to do more they pay you well. You go upstairs and have some good fucking on the big bed and I talk to your husband, yes?’ The man lowered his voice to a whisper. ‘You got a lovely juicy cunt – but you can’t sit here in the middle of my bar showing it to all these half drunk guys. Give me a bad name if they grab you and nasty things happen.’
The man then turned to the boys. ‘You follow the lady upstairs and give her a good time, okay?’
Jim stood perplexed as his wife and the group of youths got up and climbed the staircase. He noticed an excited expression on all their faces. His cock hardened at the thought of his wife about to be gang-banged, and how willing she was to go upstairs with the entire bunch, into a room that apparently had a ‘comfy big bed.’
‘You come with me, mister, to the bar, we talk while I work.’
Jim got a drink on the house and listened as the bar owner rattled out his proposition in between supervising his staff and barking out instructions.
‘I can organise a private party for some of my wealthy friends. They would take sexy photos, maybe film your wife, she decides how far she wants to go. I know they’d really love a real housewife rather than some professional porn model, yes? If you like to watch your wife being fucked then you can make some money out of it. My friends can be very generous.’
‘I’d have to talk to her and we’d need to think about it,’ Jim told him, looking for some breathing space while he weighed up the situation.
‘Okay, mister. But your wife has happily gone upstairs to a bedroom with five strapping young guys who are, as we speak fucking the arse off her. She’ll have no problem entertaining my business men friends, most are middle aged, some over 60. Mind you, we can easily find her a couple of very well-endowed energetic men if she wants more action. My friends would love to be entertained by the wife of an ordinary holiday maker from England. And I bet you’d get hell of a thrill from watching; especially if we get a couple of muscular guys with thick long cocks to finish her off and fill her cunt with sperm – and other holes too if she likes it like that.’
Jim was almost on the point of ejaculating as he pictured the scene. The man stopped pushing and let Jim enjoy his drink – he had made his sales pitch, so now it was up to the sex loving holiday couple. Time passed with the man popping back every so often to refill Jim’s glass, telling him how much the sight of Sally’s cunt had excited him. There were many potential problems that needed thinking about. Jim considered the offer but found his mind constantly picturing Sally on the bed with the young men. He was startled when eventually he heard the voices of the young lads who had now reappeared looking like they needed a drink.
‘Your wife’s just making herself presentable,’ Jim was tactfully told.
For a while the men chattered and gave away a few secrets of their sexual encounter which aroused Jim very much. It seemed Sally had been insatiable. After losing track of time Jim realised that, not only had Sally failed to show up but the bar owner was nowhere to be seen either; he decided to go and check on where his wife was. Climbing the stairs swiftly but quietly he heard noises coming from the room on the left – noises which became clear as he approached the door.
‘You want more sweetheart?’ It was the voice of the bar owner. Sally was making breathless noises, crying out, moaning and sighing. The male was grunting and mumbling lewd comments.
‘Yeah!’ Sally was heard to say. There followed slapping sounds and yelps and the sound of squeaking bedsprings.
Very carefully, Jim pushed open the door, just enough to get a view of what was going on.
As more sounds of a hand slapping bare flesh reached his ears he was now able to see his wife bending over the mattress her arse in the air being spanked by the bar owner whose cock was buried up her anus, pumping away fast and hard like a piston. Jim saw the incredible look on the face of his wife as the spare hand of the barman was around her waist pulling her left nipple. As one hand slapped her arse cheeks, the other slapped her breast, stopping to tug on her tit. It was clear that Sally was not being forced; the way she was posed, and the expression on her face showed she was enjoying a great deal of sexual pleasure. Jim was taken aback by the way his wife was allowing the barman to pound her arse in such a rough way, his cock was by no means small or thin and was ramming in and out of her anus, burying itself to the hilt, until his balls banged against her crack.
To Jim’s further shock and surprise, when the man grunted that he was about to ‘cum’ Sally quickly pulled away and turning, dropped to sit on the bed, then took the soiled cock deep in her mouth. After taking the first spurts of semen she opened her mouth to let the man watch the rest of his spunk shoot on her tongue, licking his bell-end clean.
Jim now knew what Sally’s answer would be when asked if she’d agree to take part in the private sex party.