An Adult Woman Enjoys a Vacation
During our vacation in a sunny European country, we met an attractive and charming gentleman in his thirties, known simply as Tim. He was tall, clean-shaven, and well-built, usually donning crisp shirts and light trousers. Tim liked to keep things light and intriguing, even offering to pay for our drinks in the hotel's bar.
My partner Jane and I, a mildly mature couple with active lifestyles and regular gym visits, find ourselves enjoying the warm climate and the company of this young man. When we went out for drinks, Tim would captivate Jane with amusing stories and jokes, occasionally dipping into risqué territory. This often left her chuckling her signature "sexy giggle." Despite the wild nature of his jokes, Tim managed to maintain his composure and remain sober while Jane would inevitably end up relatively tipsy. It was during our vacation that we agreed it was okay to let our guard down a bit and indulge in the holiday spirit.
A few late nights had us returning to our apartment, buzzing with laughter and wine. As we settled into bed, I drifted off to sleep, while Jane caught me off-guard when she asked, "Do you think a young man like Tim would find me attractive?" To which I replied, "Of course! Any young man would appreciate an older woman who still has her sex appeal. After all, many young men have fantasized about older women."
Jane was persistent, "What if he wanted to watch us have sex, never mind if he sat right beside us? He could see how an experienced woman like me could silence his horniness." As my wife continued to arouse me, she reached for my briefs, grasping my growing member. As I changed positions to face her, it was evident she wasn't wearing a bra, revealing her perky 36B breasts, and she wore only a short pink belly top, together with white cotton panties. She smiled at me, saying, "Tim must have seen us, if he's still in the hotel bar."
I didn't mince words, "I already asked him if he'd want to watch us undressing and making love in front of him. He hastily agreed." Imagine being Judy Dench.
Jane went on to express her fantasies more explicitly, "I need you to tell Tim that he can sit beside our bed and watch me as I explore every inch of your erect cock," she moaned.
Switching up the role play, I told her, "Well, Tim's now standing beside our bed with a hard-on, so I'll let you undress first. Peel down those flimsy panties — I know how much Tim would enjoy seeing your skin."
Jane slid off her panties and exposed her damp underwear. "Show me your wetness," I requested. Nervously, she whispered, "Will Tim see?"
"Yes, but I've asked him not to approach us until we're ready."
The room was electric with excitement, palpable as Jane stared at me, "Fuck me like Tim's watching," she breathed sexily. To make her wish come true, I took off my boxers, revealing my erect manhood. She started to suck me harder than usual while playing the fantasy of an audience watching us. "Tim should see your arousal in response to a sensual woman," I said. Jane gasped in arousal. "He's getting closer to the bedroom window, so all he sees is the outline of our heads under the blanket."
We continued playing our game, with her sensuously caressing me while I told her how Tim was peering into our bedroom. "His erection is pressing through his trousers as he watches us," I recounted with a sense of urgency. I then witnessed her caressing her damp panties, whispered, "Cum for me, like Tim's watching."
Jane let out a moan, urging me to fuck her strongly. I moved into her, noticing how wet and gushy she was; I slipped in, producing a squelching noise. It seemed Jane was about to climax after just a few thrusts, which was unusual for her. I looked into her eyes and called out, "Reach for your hand, Tim wants to hold it while you cum for us." Jane gasped as she extended her hand, and I took hold of it, explaining that Tim was the one watching as I fucked her. This pushed Jane over the edge, and she screamed out loudly as she came, leaving a puddle of her juices on my cock. My own climax was triggered by her vocalness. I sprayed my thick, sticky load inside her, causing it to drip onto her thighs. She implored me to stay in her until the aftershocks passed; it took a while for me to go soft but I remained hard, with Jane humming softly and dipping her wet pussy onto my penis, making small whimpers. The mixture of our juices spreading down my balls felt exceptionally arousing.
That night, the bedsheets held a substantial damp circle, and when Jane went into the bathroom to clean up, I felt a sense of accomplishment looking at her curvy bum and the mess leaking down her inner thighs. I decided to push this fantasy even further. Slightly disappointed, Jane returned to bed but instantly fell into a deep slumber as I considered our enjoyable encounter. My arousal resurfaced, and I slept to the feel of my turgid member resting between Jane's slick pussy and the dampness of her thighs, punctuated by the occasional peaceful sighs she made in her dreams.
The next morning, Jane blushed a little and didn't want to reminisce about our sexual interlude the previous night. Instead, she just mentioned she was quite drunk, so I refrained from discussing it further. We continued our carefree holiday mood lounging by the pool, with me in a pair of shorts and Jane wearing a white bikini with a sarong around her waist. She received more than a few looks from men around the pool. I knew she enjoyed this as it would often lead to intimate activities later.
Later that evening, we showered and got dressed for dinner. I was just wearing cargo shorts and a casual shirt, while Jane was wearing a low-necked white sheer blouse covering her lacy white bra. She had a valuable pearl choker around her neck showing off her tanned skin. She had purchased a short, above-the-knee floral patterned light skirt; its length suited vacations. I mentioned to myself the flthy panties were clearly visible under her semi-transparent skirt. She didn't make any comment as this would require a wardrobe change.
We were due for dinner when we encountered Tim in the lobby. Excited, he shared how he'd just secured a successful contract. He insisted on paying for both of us to enjoy a lavish hotel meal, and I noticed his gaze return repeatedly to Jane's provocative body. He was 6'2", towering above both of us. Albeit at 5'5", Jane seemed smaller than usual, and I was only a bit taller. However, I return to the matter at hand. We had a superb meal then moved to a bar hosting private booths for customers where we joined Tim.
There, the din increased and we decided to return to our apartment if we wanted a quieter environment. As we reached our place, Tim stayed seated in an armchair, while Jane and I sat on the sofa enjoying some chilled wine. The discussion became more erotic with Tim sharing some of his sexy, kinky anecdotes. With some foresight, I stated to Tim how fortunate he was. Tim concurred and commended me on having a so desirable partner like Jane. She turned slightly red but appeared pleased with the attention.
The social setting grew loud once more, so we retreated to our place to have a more intimate spot. When we reached home, Tim settled into a chair, while Jane and I remained seated on the sofa, drinking some cool wine. The conversation became more passionate, with Tim sharing more of his playful sexual experiences. I confessed to Tim I was envious of him, and he told me I was fortunate to have the lovely, sexy Jane. She then surprised us with a deep, passionate kiss; she informed Tim we were a devoted pair, deeply in love. Tim mentioned he could see that but hoped to see us in a passionate embrace. A slight discomfort paused the conversation before Jane, surprisingly, took the lead.
My older and sensual wife climbed onto my lap with her back facing Tim. Then she leaned back and kissed my neck in a sultry manner. Tim simply muttered, "Beautiful, incredibly awesome." I was a bit taken aback, but I liked the direction the night was heading, so I leaned down and softly kissed Jane while my hands caressed her shoulders. Jane made enticing low moans.
Tim was totally captivated and whispered comforting sentiments. Jane became more courageous and her groans grew more noticeable. She reached back while still sitting on my lap to stroke my hips and abdominal muscles. She gazed straight into Tim's eyes and knew exactly what she was doing because she spread her knees slightly, probably accidentally on purpose allowing Tim to see her sheer panties.
Tim's erection was evident through his light cotton pants. He began to shift to relieve his discomfort and Jane just chuckled seductively. Tim actually blushed slightly as he adjusted his trousers. I was becoming highly aroused and I knew Jane could feel my hardness through her little skirt. The sexual tension was palpable and it seemed we all knew what was happening. I didn't quite believe it, but I still placed my hands on Jane's blouse and began to caress her body. Soon I was caressing her breasts beneath her sexy and delicate little blouse and Jane responded by breathily exclaiming, "Ahh Ahh, Tom, you shouldn't." However, I knew my wife's body language, and I was positive she meant the opposite. I was going to give my sensual wife exactly what she craved, and I had a feeling she truly wanted me to take her in front of Tim like a shameless hussy, just as we had fantasized.
Jane was still sitting on my lap with her back to me and facing Tim. Her legs were slightly spread and she was breathing heavily as I caressed her body, moving my soft caresses from her perky breasts to her stomach to her thighs. I casually moved my hands a little higher on her slender thighs and she didn't attempt to stop me as I parted her slender thighs a bit more. This allowed me to caress her inner thighs. I raised her skirt a little higher so I could caress her even higher. I was almost touching her thin lace-trimmed panties. Jane was lost in the pleasure and was snuggling into my neck and murmuring, "Ohh Tom, I think Tim's going to see us, I'm not sure if we........Ahh Ahh," she murmured as my fingers touched the spot between her thighs on her dampening white panties. I softly told her everything was fine, to relax and let it transpire. Jane tried to stifle her moans, but as I pushed her panties to the side and played with her wet folds, she started to lose her composure. "You wouldn't dare show me to another.......Ahh Ahh Yes," she cried as my fingers teasingly pushed past her pussy lips. My wife might try to deny her pleasure, but her sticky juices told a different story.
Tim and Jane were staring directly at each other. Tim looked dead serious now, and he stood to adjust his pants because his erection was causing him discomfort, trapped beneath his pants. Both Jane and I could see the outline of his large penis as he reached beneath his belt to adjust his tool into a more comfortable position. Jane couldn't help uttering her thoughts in a hushed voice, "Ohh Ohh yes, very nice." Then she turned red realising she had actually expressed her approval, it was getting harder for her to play innocent.
I led Jane gently by the hand toward our clean bedroom, Tim followed. I gently laid her down on our white sheets. I quietly asked her if she wanted Tim to watch us make love. She was still trying to act like the innocent wife, but I knew she longed for this moment and I was going to make it happen. She just nodded her head yes and smiled across at Tim.
Tim sat on the edge of the bed in the soft lamplight. I removed my clothes. I'm quite toned and have nothing to be embarrassed about with my body. My manhood was trimmed but not shaved, and it was stiff with excitement. I felt like I was putting on a show for Tim and I suppose both Jane and I were performing.
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I kneeled between Jane's spread legs, gently peeling down her moist, semi-transparent panties. She helped me by lifting her bottom, leaving the panties wrapped around one knee. Her skirt was lifted all the way to her waist, revealing her neatly trimmed landing strip. Tim nodded his approval. Jane was writhing in pleasure as I unbuttoned her sheer blouse and exposed her lacy bra and perky breasts for his viewing pleasure. He breathed heavily as I unhooked her bra and pushed it above her breasts. When I massaged her firm breasts and pinched her erect nipples, Jane released a deep, long moan. I had brought her to orgasm before just by pinching her nipples.
I gradually moved in and began softly sucking her nipples while caressing her most intimate areas. Eventually, I slid my thick member past her lips into her soaked pussy. Jane moaned loudly, pushing down and starting to rub her clitoris as I fucked her slowly. "Ah, ah, ah, Tom, fuck me hard," she pleaded. I teased her a bit more, then I thrust all the way in. She uttered more fortnightly sighs of passion.
Tim was mesmerized by the scene and unbuckled his belt, sliding his hand inside his pants. Jane was moving closer to orgasm as her eyes darted between me and Tim. "Do you like mature women, Tim?" she asked. "Would you like to see me get fucked up close?" she boldly questioned.
Tim answered that he's always been a fan of well-maintained older women like Jane, and his fantasy was coming true. Jane asked her husband to take off his shirt and pants, and Tim quickly complied. He was standing in just his snug boxer briefs, the kind that clearly showed off his manhood. It was protruding over the waistband of his briefs. I couldn't believe how far we'd come. I was about to cum soon, the whole scene was just too erotic for me, and I was about to explode. I started to pump harder, relentlessly thrusting into Jane. Her moans got louder as she neared climax.
Jane was panting and calling my name, "I'm going to cum, Tom." Jane reached across and touched the outline of Tim's cock still encased in his briefs. It twitched with her touch. I began to cum, shooting my thick semen into Jane. This set her off into a mega orgasm. She moaned and bucked her hips while she came. I could feel her wetness drenched all over my cock and thighs and flowing out of her as she climaxed. She begged me to stay inside her until she came down from her powerful orgasm.
When I pulled out, Jane was lying in a pool of her juices and my thick semen, oozing out of her and onto the sheets and her inner thighs. She smiled sweetly at both of us, asked, "What should we do about Tim?"
Tim didn't want to masturbate or do anything else without permission, but it was clear he was anxious. "What would you like to do, Tim?" I asked. I guessed Tim would want to masturbate or receive a blowjob from Jane, but he replied he would love to fuck her hard.
Jane turned to me, had this coy look in her eyes and inquired, "Would you be jealous if another man fucked your wife of over twenty years?" It was time for honesty, so I said, "Love is love, but sex is sex and we deserve a little pleasure that remains our secret." Jane then looked at Tim and asked him, "I've never done anything like this before, so you can't cum inside me. Only my husband can do that." Tim consented to the conditions. Jane went to the bathroom while Tim and I chatted over a glass of wine like old friends.
About fifteen minutes later, Jane appeared from the bathroom, wearing a little sheer Teddy nightie, sheer panty set, and a pair of sheer black diamond-patterned stockings. I hadn't seen this outfit before, and I felt a pang of jealousy. Jane revealed that she'd been saving it for this moment. I felt a mix of terror and ecstasy as I watched my wife dressed up for another man.
Jane had revamped her appearance with a fresh makeover, including a new sexy costume. She danced elegantly and addressed me in her sultry Marilyn Monroe voice, "Please introduce your wife to this gentleman, Tim, who might be able to assist him in his current predicament. I played along and waved Tim towards Jane.
"Tim, this is my wife Jane," I said. "She might be able to help you with your recent sexual dry spell." I joked. "Please handle her with care and respect her, she's my wife, but at times she enjoys a good hard screw." Jane blushed slightly at my words, as there was more truth than humor in them.
Tim acted like a well-bred gentleman and held Jane's hand, guiding her towards the clean spare bedroom. As they approached the doorway, Tim turned to me and said, "Would you be okay with standing aside, I'd feel more comfortable if you observed from the doorway. I intend to give your wife a proper, rough fucking and prefer you not in the way." I was surprised at his request, but I agreed and glanced at Jane. Her face showed a hint of guilt, but she also had an air of determination that made it clear she had no intention of backing out. Tim led Jane by the hand and gave her bottom a gentle pat, which elicited a squeal of delight as they stepped into the bedroom. He gently drew her inside and almost shut the door behind them. I left the room with conflicting emotions. I poured myself a glass of wine and listened intently.
I soon heard Jane laughing and giggling. Then she inhaled sharply. Silence followed and I approached the partially ajar door, peeking in. Jane was facedown on the bed, with pillows under her stomach to lift her backside. Tim was slowly pushing his substantial member into her mouth, and with great effort she managed to wrap her painted lips around it. Her hands were busy feeling his long, thick shaft, his hairless, large, swollen testicles, his tight, muscular buttocks, and his flat stomach. It was obvious that she was letting herself immerse in the experience, unaware of my presence.
I moved away from the doorway and sipped my wine while listening to the sounds coming from inside the room. Long pauses were interrupted by moans of pleasure from both parties. Then I heard Jane cry out in pleasure. "Yes, yes, gently, ow, ah!" There was a sound of wet slapping. Curiosity got the better of me and I peeked in. Jane was lying face down on the bed with two fattened pillows beneath her abdomen, making her buttocks rise from the bed. Tim was forcefully pushing his huge, thick dick into her pussy and gradually increasing his pace. She was still dressed in her Teddy, but her stained panties lay beside her. Her flushed face sported a mixture of fear and delight. Her hands tightly gripped the bedsheets, as if clinging to a drowning person. Her legs, trembling, were collapsing onto the bed.
Tim spoke to her like a female horse within his control. He was soothing her while thrusting his large, thick shaft into my wife. Jane gasped, "I'm about to cum!" But Tim just spanked her ass and growled, "Not yet," continuing his intense pounding of my wife's tight little pussy. Jane could no longer withstand it and her cupping thighs collapsed onto the bed, signaling her orgasm. I heard her juices dripping out of her pussy as she shook with the most intense orgasm she'd experienced in years. Tim then stopped thrusting and ejaculated on Jane's bottom and black stockings. She simply collapsed into the bed, a wet, cum-soaked wife. She continued to moan and sigh while basking in the aftermath of her orgasm.
Tim kissed her softly and simply said, "Thank you both, I'll see you tomorrow at the bar?" I stammered out a response as I answered, but Jane smiled at Tim and agreed, "Absolutely." Tim promptly dressed and walked out the door, "Ta-ta, everybody!"
When Tim was absent, Jane thanked me for allowing her to enjoy a fantasy she previously didn't realize she had. Though I was conflicted, our love for each other made me disclose the truth - my arousal from this situation as well. She grinned at me and admitted she was too exhausted to shower or move, so she invited me to join her in bed, which I did. Whilst we were lying there, Jane observed my erect penis and asked if I'd be content with just receiving a blow job as her vagina needed some rest. I happily obliged, placing my erect penis between her stained lipstick. Indeed, my happiness increased as her breathy tales of pleasure with a younger man left me on the brink of climax. Jane signaled she was about to orgasm, so I pulled out and rubbed myself until I came all over her cheeks and neck. Subsequently, I fetched her a tissue, only for my wife to remark, "Don't bother, I quite enjoy having two men's semen on me." She graciously smeared my seed onto her sexy teddy nightwear and then fell into a contented sleep.
Following this incident, we had a genuine conversation and our relationship flourished even further. However, that's a narrative for another time.
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