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Two Weeks at the Adult Resort
In the aftermath of their cozy indoor getaway at an adult-oriented resort, Bill and Bre found themselves without a plan for the following week. Rather than leave after their reservation ended, they decided to stay an additional week; only to discover every room in the hotel was already booked. Unable to remain, the couple was asked to check out by noon. Although disappointed to depart, they complied, hanging around the resort for lunch and a bit more beach time.
Bre proposed an idea. "Since check-in isn't until 2 pm, why don't we wait in our old room and ask the incoming guests if we can share it? The room cost is outrageous, so splitting it is a tempting prospect."
Keen on their privacy and modesty, both Bill and Bre were apprehensive about the idea of sharing quarters with strangers. They had been married for five years and, despite their young child at home, they hadn't strayed from their strictly missionary sex routine. The child was the only reason the resort didn't welcome children, and they had no idea what exactly was meant by an "adult" setting. However, they enjoyed the tranquility of the deserted public pool and room service quite a bit.
Daring to push herself, Bre donned her provocative bikini - a string three piece - and maintained it throughout lunch at the small dining room, and around the hotel premises. The string kept coming undone, forcing her to adjust it to keep it from slipping away. Blissfully unaware of the potential issue, Bill donned his speedo. His thick member, outlined by the tight fabric, hisses with each glance at Bre's scant bikini, which exposed her swollen camel toe and rigid nipples.
Approaching the check-in time, the new guests arrived. After knocking on their door, a hulking strongman named Len answered. "Hello, I'm Bill. This is Bre. We used to stay in this room. Do you mind if we come in and chat about a matter?"
Offering no resistance, Len stepped aside and introduced himself and his wife, Lea. "Sure, we like to help. Did you forget something?"
Responding, Bre shared their request: "Actually, no. While we're okay with sharing a room, we wondered if you might be willing to split the $300 nightly fee. The resort says it's against policy, leaving us with nowhere else to stay. We've missed our flight back to Albany, so we're trapped here for at least a night."
Lea considered their plight and agreed to lend them her ear. "That's rather nasty. Let's see if we can find another arrangement." With a wink Len assured Bill he'd have an answer shortly.
They stepped back outside to survey their options. Len asked if they would wait while he tried to find them an alternate room. Bill, eyes transfixed on the swaying figure in the low-cut tank top and shorts, didn't move, while Bre couldn't help but notice Len's biceps tensing. She mused on the gravity of the situation, then looked and how Len was contemplating their dilemma. Finally, they heard a sigh and the words "no other rooms available".
Seeing no other choice, they requested a room share. The new rate would add $250 to their bill. Len motioned they return to 110, and headed to confer with the resort management.
At the front desk, Len confronted the same clerk - a woman named Anna. Her provocative navy blue jacket had been left hanging on the back of her chair, leaving her in a matching short skirt and a sheer white blouse. Her exposed cleavage and full breasts were easily visible. "Hi, Anna. We're in room 110. You forced this couple to check out. Though the resort is booked, do you have any rooms available?"
Fortified, Anna sighed and shook her head. "Unfortunately, we are fully reserved."
Len nodded, then yanked off her blouse, revealing her bra and ample breasts which squished together as she stretched against the counter. He raised an eyebrow, offering the manager - a pudgy man in a grey suit - a challenge. "Really? I think what you're saying is you won't help them."
Infuriated by this refusal, Len's muscles flexed as he grabbed Anna's jacket by the collar, jerking it up over her head, and slamming her back down on the counter. Her bra came loose, her breasts exposed. Showing no mercy, he hurled her blouse across the room.
Turning to the manager, he yanked open his shirt buttons with equal ferocity. "Mel, our situation is this: This resort is fully booked, and these customers need a place to spend the night. We'd be happy to share our room, but the hotel says we can't. I suggest you tell them otherwise."
Anna, distraught, cried for her manager, as Len pushed her away and rushed behind the counter towards Mel. Slamming him down, Len twisted his body to snap his shirt, tossing his jacket aside and terrorizing the clerk. Len left in a huff, satisfied with his intimidation tactics. ("The new rate is $550 a night. I'll split that if...") He returned to Bill, announcing the manager's compliance.
With a new rate of $550 per night, the newlyweds Begrudgingly reoccupied their former room. Len's intimidation tactics had secured them enough time to find another solution for the night. However, it was insisted that they share the newly refinanced room with the new occupants.
Covered in fat and exposed hair, he shivered beneath Len's furious glare. "Don't forget, there's a slippery floor just outside of my room. If any of your cleaners should accidentally slip, become injured, and decide to file a lawsuit against this hotel and you, it would be disastrous. It'd be even worse if you were to fall on it yourself. Heaven forbid, your wife and child rush to help you and end up getting hurt themselves. Do you understand?"
Mel instantly consented to sharing the room at the reduced rate. "Considering the warning I've provided about the hazardous floor, I want a $100 senior discount. Sure?" Len nodded, and Anna amended the computer information, then issued two additional key cards while her bare breasts jiggled freely.
The issue resolved, the laughing threesome retreated. Len marveled at the way Bre's hips swayed, though her cheeks were mostly concealed. His penis stirred as he anticipated seeing her exposed bottom later. They told Lea how persuasive Len had been with the staff. She popped open a bottle of Black Label from her suitcase and poured strong drinks for each of them into the room's plastic cups. As they got acquainted, she inquired about Bre's pastimes at the resort. She mentioned they had the pool to themselves while others soaked up sun at the beach. They also explored the beachfront and appreciated the tranquility of a childless vacation.
She noticed their tans, prompting Bre to inquire, "Which nude beach?" Distracted, Bre asked. "Your 'private' beach is actually the nude beach. All the Naturalist activities, including volleyball and pickleball, are conducted in the nude. If you hadn't realized, that's what 'adult resort' refers to. The 'clothing-optional' warnings imply you're welcome to be naked in public at this establishment."
Bre was shocked. Bill's mouth hung open. "We're not nudists and wouldn't consider removing our clothes around others," Bill insisted, still donning a shirt and shorts to conceal his modesty.
Standing, Len removed his shirt to display his well-toned torso. Afterwards, he shed his shorts, revealing his tight red swimming trunks. His layers fell away, unveiling his enormous, softly flaccid penis and massive testicles. Bre gasped while Bill's gaping jaw now hung open. Witnessing the size of Len's penis made it grow even bigger. Once he removed his trunks, he released his penchant for Bre's puckered nipples. As Len's erection expanded and angled downward, Lea, Bre, and even Bill could only gaze in awe.
With his penis protruding towards Bre, he neared her and rested it on her thighs. "It's your turn, Bre." He slipped his fingers around the string strapping her top, pulling it over her head. As he gave it to Lea, Bre hid her half-exposed breasts. Frozen in shock, Bill watched in bewilderment as a stranger casually stripped his wife. His erection grew further, protruding from his snug trunks. "With your hands down by your sides, Bre. We nudists don't tend to be bashful." Len assisted Bre in moving her hands from her chest. "You have a fantastic figure, even with your tan lines. Your tits are something to be proud of." Bre's mouth flapped unnervously, her chest heaving with deep, staggered breaths. Lea and Len stared at her exposed breasts and rigid nipples. Even Bill let out a slight sigh. As her breasts became more comfortable, Bre puffed her chest out.
Len held her by the hips and sidled closer, allowing some pre-ejaculate to trail down her leg. He also removed the strings on her tight bikini bottoms, causing the material to sag. Bre gasped and peeked between her legs, witnessing her dark, unkempt pubic hair, the protrusion of her stiffening clitoris, and the shadow of her moistening slit. Len let her cover up, and she hid behind Bill for a moment. Bill's penis pulsed furiously in its fabric. My goodness. She's never looked more magnificent. It absurdly took a stranger to reveal her natural beauty.
Bre, untampered, started relishing this unconventional erotic experience and pulled her shoulders back. Len positioned his hands on her hips, allowing some pre-ejaculate to glide down her leg. "Don't you adore these assets?" he said before grabbing Lea's bottom strings.
She felt her lower half flutter open, exposing her trimmed, unshapely bush, and part of her stiffening vagina. Len encouraged her to display her pubic area, leaving her fawning in embarrassment. Bre shielded her genital area with her hand and hid behind Bill. Bill's penis expanded with excitement in his tight trunks. It was as if he'd never before seen her natural curves.
Len dragged Bre to the heart of the room. Bill stared at his stunning wife's seductive, bare booty. Len shifted her hands apart, spread her feet, and strolled around his new roommate, whistling and complimenting her curvy figure. Len tenderly massaged her curvaceous, naked backside. "It's as lovely as I imagined it would be when it fascinated me in the hallway." Bre remained silent, even when he gently spread her buttocks apart. What could possibly entice anyone to gaze at my butt or my anus? Bill observed as Len displayed Bre's rear orifice. "Have you ever examined her twisted opening like this, just to adore and caress it? It might change soon."
Bre recoiled, "No one or anything gets inside there. It's output only." Lea and Len giggled. Lea moved Bre's pubic hair aside and proclaimed she needed it trimmed from her clitoris down. As Lea unveiled Bre's swelling labia, Len beckoned Bill to assist in removing her clothes.
Bill gazed at the exquisite female, eyes wide, and shook his head. Len maneuvered behind Lea as she examined Bre's pussy. He gestured once more, and Bill inhaled, then placed his hand on Lea's hips. She didn't respond, so he began sliding her shorts lower. With eagerness, he struggled to detach the crotch from her moist groin area. Before reaching the halfway mark on her toned backside, he stopped to admire her buttocks and the sleek skin encompassing them. She wiggled her tempting behind. Bill moved her shorts to her ankles and crouched to remove them. She then opened her legs. At this angle, Bill enjoyed a perfect view of Lea's pale-gray anal opening and her swollen, glistening, hairless labia.
He lingered on his knees, looked up at his naked wife, then spread Lea's buttocks apart as Len watched. The enticing aroma of a lady persuaded Bill to press his nose against her back entrance. Despite never having been so close to an anus, Bill felt an uncontrollable urge to brush her wrinkled hole, inhale her scent, and stare directly into her delectable, slightly parted labia less than an inch from his face. He swept a finger around her outer lips, then between them and the inner ones, followed by an extensive exploration of her starved vagina. She jerked unexpectedly, smiled, and accepted his finger. This was territory he was versed in.
He added a second digit to Lea's heavenly love hole and stimulated her clit with his thumb. To his astonishment, she moaned. Len drew closer for a better glimpse. "Stunning, Bill. You possess the same aptitude for a pussy that I do. Indulge in yourself. I shall." Before Lea climaxed, Bill retracted his fingers and stood. For the first time, he observed Bre inhaling thoroughly with her eyes shut. Lea devoured her pussy and neared orgasm for the first time with another woman's tongue. Bill freed Lea's top and allowed it to drop away. He cupped one of her impressive jugs and squeezed a nipple. Lea murmured into Bre's pussy, then stood up.
"That was remarkable, Bill. You possess an intrinsic understanding of a pussy as well," said Lea. She kissed him voraciously, feeling his erect member throb in his swimsuit. Now that all four were nude, Len maneuvered Bre near him and kissed her, his massive cock grazing her abdomen. "Although naturists and nudists have their differences, it doesn't concern us."
"Bre, let's go to the shower where I'll demonstrate what your husband did to me," said Len. Bre admired Bill with inquiries on her face. Completely obedient, she swallowed. "You can watch us as I shave and finger her." This news made Bre blush. She'd never shaved or waxed her public hair.
Soon after displaying his erection, Lea scrambled for her phone and Bill's hand. She began filming as they entered the shower. Len already trimmed Bre's unruly growth with safety scissors, leaving a labyrinth of auburn hair on the shower floor and her overflowing vagina. He held a disposable razor in his hand and was rubbing shaving cream over Bre's bush. Lea attempted to maintain Bill's engorged member steady, although it couldn't be tamed.
When she stopped trembling, he cleaned the remaining cream and revealed her small strip and new bald skin around her genital area. She was amazed at how smooth it felt and how it made her appear so youthful. As she displayed her recently shaven vagina, her labia swelled; a mist formed on them. This embarrassed her, and she began to dry it off, but Len stopped her. He licked her wetness off her pussy, and she watched Bill in shock. He groaned.
Lea recorded her orgasm in Len's mouth before then handing him the camera. She proceeded to give him a blowjob. She had no trouble taking in his smaller penis and even hummed when it was at the back of her throat. Bill was impressed - he'd never felt that vibration before. He finished quickly, and the remaining cum was either swallowed by Lea or dripped onto the camera. Lea pointed it back to the shower.
Bre sat on the bench with one cheek slightly pulled out so Len could apply cream to her open backdoor area. He did so, and Bre's calm demeanor astonished everyone, especially Bill. Lea was on Bill's lap, watching Len as he prepared Bre for anal play. Bre slipped Len's long member inside her vagina and recorded.
Len fingered Bre's anus with a wet finger. She yelped but stood up. "Let's save anal play for later, Bre. I'm going to make up for not kissing your rear hole," she announced, looking at Bill for approval. He nodded. Pretending reluctance, she bent over, allowing something new to happen - kissing her rear hole. It surprised her how much she enjoyed it.
"Since I shared my husband's penis with you, I owe you one. Suck it now," said Ms Bre, who still blushed. She kneeled before Len, looking him in the eye triumphantly. Although she couldn't fit more than his large head in her mouth, she had previously swallowed her husband's penis; so, she licked his remaining three inches.
She tried not to lick his frenulum, but Len moaned. Trying to save as much room in her mouth as possible, she licked his large, hairy balls with both hands. It made her feel proud and scared at the same time. She had wondered how she could make a stranger cum with her mouth and hands and was intrigued by the thought of it. Though she feared swallowing cum, she had tasted her husband's cum before in small amounts, and it didn't taste awful. Still, she debated letting him cum on her face, which was a particularly unappealing thought. In a shower, though, it seemed like the most suitable place to give it a try. Her decision was made.
As her husband watched, she accepted Len's erection without hesitation, squeezing it over her teeth. She jerked his shaft as she licked beneath his penis to increase his moans. Despite her anxiety, she hummed on his cock, and as he began to erupt, she accepted everything that spurted into her mouth. Bre's face registered a mix of emotions - shock, disgust, and, eventually, curiosity. She blinked as cum burned in her nose. After a moment of panic, she realized it didn't taste terrible - possibly even enjoyable. She swallowed as much of it as she could, needing to breathe.
Len removed himself so Bre could breathe. But he continued to erupt, covering her face and breasts in his cum. Her surprised expression illustrated how much she liked it. "Since you put your member in my wife, I owe you one as well. Turn around. "
Still apprehensive, she told Len, "I'm not sure if you'll be able to fit that giant cock inside me. Please be careful." She bent forward, placing one foot on the surface, revealing her open vagina. Lea handed Len some lube. He lubricated his penis and Bre's vagina, then slid it into her entrance. Bre let out a scream, though it was unclear if it indicated pain or regret for all the sex she had missed. Len stayed still to allow her vagina to adjust, while Bill observed in silence. As her vagina relaxed, Len tried to go deeper, but her tight muscles blocked him. "We'll come back to this later. Next." Len washed off any leftover cum from her privates. The couple changed positions so Len took over the camera. Len recorded Bill feeling Bre's now-bald vulva and jointly sharing a long, passionate kiss. "Fuck her later, sweetie," Len instructed the willing Bill. "Bre, watch what we'll do in a day or so".
Len sat on the toilet seat with Bre on his lap, his large penis sticking up between her legs. Listening intently, Bre gazed at the attractive purple bishop. Lea told Bill, "I like it 'doggy style,'" and bent over the bench, wiggling her seductive ass. Bill's penis was solid and prepared, so he grabbed her hips, positioning himself with her swollen, wet pussy. Len recorded Bill's penis slowly, deeply penetrating his wife, and the sexual noises they both made. With balls on her clit, Bill paused to savor the intense heat of the fresh pussy. He pulled out, his bishop just grazing her tempting vagina. In a shocking maneuver, he spread a cheek, glided his wet penis up her labia, and rubbed it against her wrinkled orifice. Disappointingly, he withdrew it and entered her welcoming pussy once more.
Gaping, Bre observed her husband coupling with a new partner. He amplified his force and banged against her buttocks. Her cheeks wobbled unconsciously. The intensity of their breathing and the chaos of Lea's boobs captivated Bre. She pondered if her breasts vibrated that way while strolling braless. Her thoughts were interrupted by distracting male grunts. Bill filled Lea's pussy with his semen. She moaned loudly before yelping due to the blissful sensation of his warm sperm filling her. They breathed heavily against the wall.
"So, how was that? Your basic initiation," Len asked. "We're all naked and comfortable now. Right? Let's go for your first walk without clothing." Bre frantically searched for her swimsuit. "You won't need that as we'll be naked for the rest of the week, except for shoes. Even meals at the main dining room are nude. However, you must carry a small towel for covers. Let's go explore the nude beach." Len needed assistance extricating Bre from the room, but Bill held Lea's hand, leading the way.
Terrified to stroll down the hallways without clothing, Bre felt at ease when she saw other nude individuals. Most of the ladies were completely shaved. Some men were too. She imagined Len's massive, swinging penis receiving more attention than her rigid nipples and shaved crotch. Lea led them near the pool, revealing four naked couples either swimming or lounging. They observed the swinging penises and swaying breasts. No one showed embarrassment. Lea guided them to the path leading to the beach. It bifurcated into a 'private' and a 'public' route. They took the private path for the first time.
Despite the late hour, several couples occupied the exclusive beach, all nude. Bre hesitated, but Len dragged her forward. As they crossed the sandy shore, a voice called Len's name. Her manager from their 'real' work approached, his soft penis bouncing, followed by his wife's small breasts. "Hey, Len," he greeted, engaging in a lively cocks-shaking session. Bre observed both penises slightly stiffen.
"No, Jim. These are our new friends, Bill and Bre; we just met. They were nervous about being here, so we're showing them the ropes. How do you like the shave I gave Bill's wife?" Jim moved toward Bre, cupping her mound and feeling her smooth hairlessness. "Bre, as a tradition, you need to give his cock a few shakes. It's called the hedonist handshake. If you shake it four times, it's called masturbating him. Try it. See how his wife is shaking Bill's cock?"
Beside them, Jane held Bill's hard cock and vigorously shook it three times. She then guided his middle finger into her pussy. Blushing, Bre massaged the nearby penis and shook it three times. "Great. You did an excellent job with her pussy trimming. I like hairless vulvas, just like mine and yours." Len's boss delighted in exploring Lea's wetness using his fingers. Jane moved to engage with Len's cock. "Would you like to join other couples for dinner? I'll call for a table for six at eight." We exited, and Bre caressed Jim's penis for a third time. "I understand the importance of handshakes, but it's not required to shake one more time." She released her grip.
Lea recommended they sit in the lobby to adapt to the exposure. "Let's grab the courtesy towels before settling on any public furniture. A small or teatowel will suffice. Additionally, bring a waist chain or strap to carry a small pouch and the towel at your side. Avoid covering your genitals or buttocks with towels. It's considered impolite." They obtained two towels from their room and two more from housekeeping, and sat on them in the lobby. Bre relished gazing at the diversity of penises, breasts, and vaginas. Len suggested they sit at the bar until dinner.
(The above text is a condensed reiteration of the original text. Any changes in vocabulary were made intentionally to create a different feel.)
In this usual bar, the only difference was the brighter lighting and the presence of a small dance floor, where couples engaged in intimate activities, swapping partners regularly. As individuals took their seats at the stools alongside their drinks, they often sprawled their legs wide open, showcasing their most private areas. Bre even noticed that Len and Lea adopted this same position. When a dancing couple approached them, inviting them to dance, they introduced themselves while'shaking' genitals.
Two other strangers approached Bre and Bill, asking them to dance the same way, swapping partners. Bre couldn't help but think how laid-back and friendly the atmosphere was. Len joined Bre, running his hands up her thighs, while glancing at his wristwatch, implying it was time for dinner. As they were getting ready to leave, the new female dancer held Bre's pussy before kissing her gently.
Lea mentioned how impressive their new acquaintance was, and they headed over to where Jim and Jane were sitting with two more guests. The new couple, Art and Abby, were introduced as newlyweds, with Abby's voluptuous body capturing everyone's attention. They all celebrated by hugging and exposing their genitals. Abby emphasized how wonderful it would be to greet each other this way in the real world, but her husband pinched her nipples, making them laugh.
Following a couple of drinks, everyone returned to the dance floor. The intoxicated bride interacted with male dancers and several others, kissing every cock she met. Art appeared to have received permission to play with the other women's pussies. It was strange to witness an interesting honeymoon led by an open marriage.
Len invited Art and Abby back to their shared room, suggesting they continue their "intimate acquaintance." Art hesitated, saying they'd prefer to wait until their honeymoon. The night finally ended with everyone heading to their respective rooms. Len spooned Bre from behind, implying his huge cock was enveloped between her thighs. Bill climbed into the bed with Lea. Bre threw a disclaimer, expressing discomfort with certain positions, amidst their casual sexploits.
Bill indulged Lea, his erection sticking up out of their union, and he finger-penetrated her vulva to increase her arousal before penetrating her ass. Lea requested that Bill fuck her, hard, prompting him to enter her tight rear. Both women screamed out in pleasure, but their voices eventually faded away. Bill and Lea finally fell asleep, while Len and Bre remained oblivious.
Around four in the morning, Bill left the room to use the toilet, leaving Leon in bed with Bre. Len, seemingly more energetic, rapidly slid his huge cock between Bre's thighs. Bill, returning from the toilet, proceeded to climb into their bed. He laid down next to Lea, who immediately spooned him. Bre whispered her refusals repeatedly to Len, who was now aware of Bill's return. Bill, humoring Lea's request, started by finger-penetrating her. Lea then rode him as she comfortably stretched his erection while focusing on her clit. As she pummeled her simultaneous orgasms in unison and gasped to climax, Bill gasped a few times before ejaculating inside her tight anus.
As dawn shed light into the dim atmosphere, the room, at last, went silent.
"Bill, did you have sex with her backside?" He replied with a surprised "Yes." Bre groaned, "Ohhh no."
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