Our dream vacation

My wife and I were both 39 when I managed to get a free travel voucher for two to one of the tourist bases near N. The weather was wonderful: the sea was 26 degrees, the air temperature was 28. My wife (her name is Alena) and I only left the beach to eat, and even then sometimes we replaced lunch with fruit, which was plentiful here.

After two days of our vacation, we learned that just 2 kilometers from the regular beach, there was a wild beach. The next day, intrigued, we went in search of this mysterious vacation spot. And no one could have persuaded Alyonka to spend time anywhere else after that. The result was a lot of impressions

and enthusiastic emotions for both her and me. We settled nearby behind thick bushes and watched the almost empty beach and the rare vacationers sunbathing completely naked; they felt a kind of unity with nature, although many of them were clearly struggling with rising arousal and started resort romances with incredible ease and speed.

One day, arriving at the new vacation spot, we quickly undressed and hid behind the green thickets from where the entire beach was visible, but we were completely invisible. We entered the sea, and in play, I caressed my naked wife all over, arousing her. There was no one around, but the feeling that we could be seen excited both of us. After having plenty of fun in the water, we came ashore and lay down on towels, examining the beach from behind the thick bushes. I was lying on my stomach, diligently hiding my risen flesh, and my wife was happily rolling over like a kitten from side to side, constantly teasing me, saying my back was already roasted to perfection and turning my standing member upward. Her very neat, beautiful breasts swayed, intensely teasing me, and her cleanly and tastefully shaved pussy immediately attracted attention. My wife's labia and appetizing little clitoris, thanks to such a trim, were available for viewing and treacherously glistened from natural lubrication.

A little higher up the hill, about fifty meters from our resting spot, two friends appeared. They stripped naked, took out fruit and drinks, looked around, clearly wanting to see someone, and with shouts, rushed into the very warm sea. They swam excellently! Alternating different styles, they evoked admiration from my wife. And she knew a thing or two about swimming—she had done it professionally before marriage. Continuing to watch the cheerful and pleasant company of young men, I stroked my wife's ass, touching her already swollen labia, which were becoming even more moist from her flowing juices. She was very aroused by her own nudity and the nudity of strangers, even though they couldn't see her yet. After swimming to their heart's content, the guys ran ashore. And, before even drying off, one of them, laying down a small mat, sprawled on his back. Can you imagine? The guy is lying down, and his penis is lying along his stomach. What size! A giant! His non-erect penis was as long and thick as my erect one. Two very handsome guys with beautiful torsos and young members hanging like sausages! At this time, as I already said, I was working my fingers in Alyonka's juice-flowing vagina. Need I say that stories immediately surfaced in my memory about how erotic adventures for couples on vacation began exactly like this, and which Alena and I had read a lot of literature about before the trip? From all this, a fountain almost shot up from my long-standing erection. The guys went to their fruit and wine. Alena lowered herself to my standing member and, getting on her knees and lifting her little ass up, instantly swallowed it in her mouth. I groaned quietly from her caresses, glancing now at the company, now at my wife sucking my cock.

Just a couple of minutes later, the young men, frolicking in the water like children, glanced at me as I slowly, but with a heart pounding dully from fear, descended from the opposite side of the hill from our hiding place. The dark-haired guy, his name was Dmitry, with a charming smile on his tanned face, introduced himself to me and invited me to join their table. I, of course, agreed. The second guy's name was Sergey. "And my name is Andrey," I said, raising a toast to our acquaintance. We chatted a bit at first: about who came from where, what they did, and what hobbies they had. The guys turned out to be old friends from somewhere in the Moscow region. They all graduated from the same school, then their paths diverged, and now they only meet on vacation if they manage to get away without their families. Both are into swimming and keeping their muscles in good shape. The conversation, as it happens, alternated between impressions of the vacation and funny life stories and jokes, and of course, about women, who, as it turned out, were sorely lacking at that moment. After about ten minutes, it seemed like we had known each other forever. I also undressed, and the three of us enjoyed the gentle sea, which softly caressed our naked bodies. Swimming completely naked is an incomparable pleasure. Getting a little cold in the water during the conversation, we all decided to go ashore and warm up in the sun. Together, finishing the second bottle of wine, we lay down on the sand and continued our communication, which was bringing us incredibly close very quickly. I kept glancing at the thickets, waiting for my beloved. Dmitry told us about his very first experience with group sex and shared his memories of the sensations, and Misha said that he had sex with three girls at once and laughingly said that afterward he couldn't get up for several days. It turned out that the friends had quite a lot of sexual experience. Some had swinging experience, others just group sex experience. My wife and I were like children compared to them. Sergey, taking a sip of wine, said: "Ah, it wouldn't be bad to have some girls right now." And Misha added: "Yeah, even one for all of us, we'd try to make sure she enjoyed it..."

"Girl, don't you want to have a drink with us?" Sergey shouted. I almost fell over from surprise. After all, according to the scenario, Alena was only supposed to show her body, and I would tell her about the conversations later; there was no talk of any acquaintance. But she shrugged and purred: "Sure." She jumped into the water, and after dipping, shamelessly swaying her hips and showing her most beautiful naked body, she slowly came ashore. Showing herself to us from all angles, she very erotically pulled on super-short shorts that didn't hide but rather emphasized her lovely bottom, tightly hugging it with the thinnest fabric, and an equally short little top that only slightly covered the flawless breasts of a mature woman. Her wet body in such an outfit looked even more undressed than completely without clothes. Just as sexily and beautifully, she walked to our set-up plastic table, her breasts heaving from rapid breathing and swaying with each step. One might think she was out of breath from diving, but I knew this shameless woman was very aroused, her swollen labia were very prominent under the tightly hugging fabric of her shorts, and her eyes sparkled with a lecherous gleam. I and my acquaintances quickly pulled on our shorts, not taking our eyes off this erotic performance. After getting acquainted and drinking to our acquaintance (and not just once), we were already chatting merrily.

I looked at my wife from a completely different angle, not as a husband, but as a lustful male just like my friends, and was amazed by her sexuality, depravity, and at the same time unearthly beauty. She laughed loudly at the guys' stories, touching them with her hand and hugging them, and they, in turn, hugged her by the waist and even her bottom during the story. They complained about the lack of beautiful women at this resort, joking about themselves and me! that they couldn't take it anymore and today we! would take turns satisfying each other if a miracle didn't happen... Slightly flushed from the hot southern sun, alcohol, and spicy stories, she laughed merrily at the men's worries and with genuine interest cast curious glances at the new members, strongly protruding from under wet shorts. And there was something to admire. The members were different, but all very attractive. Dima's member was small but with a prominently defined head. What Sergey had between his legs, I already mentioned. The guys stood around the table, not knowing how to hide their treacherously rising flesh. She was also very, very aroused. From time to time, the guys would jump up, taking me along, and we'd run into the sea, returning to Alyonka and the wine after two or three minutes.

Unnoticed, dinnertime at the tourist base approached, and we had to go to the dining hall. My already tipsy, aroused, and uninhibited little wife kissed everyone on the lips with a long kiss, pressing her body against each one and promising to meet in the evening, gracefully departed, passionately licking her lips. No one wanted to leave. The guys were very aroused. "I really want her! Guys, she's up for all of us, that's for sure!" Sergey said breathlessly, "You're with us, right?" "Of course, he's even speechless from such beauty!" Dima shouted cheerfully and somehow childishly casually, hugging me. And I just stood there like my member, without emotions, only with wide-open eyes. There was a lump in my throat, and my breath was taken away by the rapidly developing plot. They had already assigned my wife to the three of us, with me being the third... "He's about to cum now!" Sergey laughed, pointing at my smoking member. And they rushed into the water. I trudged after them, trying to joke and savor the charms of my wife too. My member still wouldn't calm down, betraying my arousal, and lecherous thoughts that I feared but also wanted simultaneously wouldn't leave my head, and from this desire, I became even more scared.

On wobbly legs, I entered the room and, taking a deep breath, hugged Alyonka, who was hanging on my neck, with hands that weren't listening to me. "How are you, darling? I'm burning all over, and not from the sun," she took my hand and placed it between her legs; her shorts were soaked through. "This was the most wonderful adventure!" and she planted a long kiss on my lips. "Well? Shall we continue in the evening?" I squeezed out, even frightening myself with my question. "And you're not against it? Really not against it?" she whispered breathlessly, looking straight into my eyes. Her breasts began to rise high again; it was clear she was getting very aroused again, her eyes sparkled once more, and a blush flooded her cheeks. "Well, we often dreamed about it and made up all sorts of stories; I think there won't be a better moment. If you want it, then I'm all for it." I squeezed out and felt how my member had long been speaking for me, pressing hard against my wife's tummy. "And you won't blame me later, honestly?" she hugged me again with both hands and stared into my eyes. "Absolutely not! I'm with you, it's our game, and it's not cheating at all," and then I kissed her on the lips. She quickly fluttered into the bathroom and left me alone with my thoughts for a long time.

Time flew by unnoticed, and we walked to the appointed meeting place by different routes. Alena put on her favorite evening dress, which didn't require a bra. In it and on high heels, she was always simply enchanting, and it seemed that even naked she didn't look as arousing and erotic. The guys were already waiting for us. Sergey stood with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and, handing it to Alena, gallantly bowed and kissed her hand. Alyonka blossomed. That's how barriers break down! She thanked all the guys with a smile and a tender look, and kissed Sergey on the lips. I also bought a bouquet, which made Alyonka blush deeply as she accepted it and kissed me too. We bought Alena's favorite Martini and fruit, and for ourselves, a couple of bottles of real Armenian cognac and light snacks. The conversation resumed as if it hadn't been interrupted on the beach. But the whole day spent in the sun took its toll very quickly. Unnoticed, a pleasant fatigue set in, and the alcohol was doing its job. There were very few vacationers besides us, and no one bothered us; we sat on the shore, enjoying the quiet rustle of the surf and the coolness. We took turns holding Alyonka on our laps; my friends' hands had already been, as it seemed to me, absolutely everywhere on my wife, and she wasn't against it at all, just fluttered from one lap to another. The beautiful setting was conducive to intimacy. We drank to brotherhood and kissed Alena for a long time in turn. I got a little tipsy from the alcohol, and my head spun quite decently. I smiled like an idiot, watching everything that was happening. The guys were already shamelessly groping Alena, strongly arousing her and themselves; my member had been standing since we arrived. Time flew by unnoticed... Midnight was approaching. The music died down and the wind rose; Alyonka suggested going to her place (well, that is, to ours, but the guys didn't know that). Sergey gently hugged Alena by the waist, and his hand slowly wandered over my wife's buttocks. The deep neckline and large cutout on the back of the dress made the woman very sexy, and Sergey's palm slipped under the dress from behind and descended onto Alyonka's bottom. But Alena didn't seem to even notice this and walked like that all the way to the door of our cottage.

We quickly entered all four of us into the cozy room with an already prepared bed, on which there was only a sheet and pillows. I noted that my "bitch" had already tidied up and prepared everything for our arrival; on the nightstand stood a jar of cream with a prominently highlighted inscription "anal." Arousal consumed her in a warm wave. A few moments later, she threw back her arms, wrapped them around Sergey's head, who was already taking off her dress, and, stroking his hair, suddenly offered him her lips for a kiss. I realized that from the wine she drank and the proximity of strange men, she was losing control. Dima's hands were already stroking her back and helping to pull off the dress, exposing Alena's beautiful breasts, and Sergey at this time was persistently making his way through her completely wet, thinnest lace panties to her yearning womb. I saw how the men's hands slid over the body of my beloved woman, but, despite the wave of jealousy washing over me, I didn't want it to stop. I was ready to admire what was happening endlessly, but suddenly Dima's voice brought me to my senses. "And you're great, Andrey!" he said, pointing at my protruding member. "Quick, to the shower, and hurry up!" I am a courageous man. At this time, Sergey had already fully taken possession of Alena's breasts and, kissing her thin neck passionately, lightly pinched and aroused her nipples, causing a tremor throughout her body. Alena cried out softly, somehow instinctively arching her whole body.

And Dima, finally, pulled down her panties and, spreading her buttocks, ran his tongue between them, while with his fingers he caressed her swollen labia and teased her clitoris, trying to penetrate her vagina with one finger then another, making Alena sweetly spread her legs to enhance the touch of the male fingers to her treasure. Everyone was incredibly aroused, the mood was excellent, and I was also in a certain confusion and tension, standing under the cool shower and watching all this action, because Alyonka is my wife. I came out of the shower, and Sergey took my place. Amazing silky hair spilled over thin female shoulders, exuding the scent of the sea surf. Beautiful, simply perfect legs invitingly attracted our hungry gazes. Misha didn't make himself wait long and carefully laid Alena on the fresh sheet. He quickly spread her shapely legs apart and pressed his lips to her swollen labia; after licking them, he sucked in her little bump and worked on it with his tongue. Alyona looked into my eyes with a passionate gaze, but pleasure and bliss made her close them, and she moaned just as Dima was putting his fingers into her pussy, continuing to caress her clitoris with his tongue. Alena lay with her legs spread and, completely unashamed, moaned loudly, and it was clear that everything that was happening had long excited her very much, and she wanted sex like never before in her life. All day, all evening she had been accumulating her arousal, and now nothing could stop her; she was enjoying herself! A million times we had played in our bedroom with dildos and aroused each other with stories about sex with several men; I fucked her with our sex toys and even she fucked me with them sometimes; we made up stories and situations, and now it was all real! And, I won't hide it, this also aroused me greatly. Sergey came out of the shower and pushed me onto the bed. I was on my knees in front of my wife's face and with my hand guided my member into her mouth; on the other side, Sergey was doing the same.

Our members rubbed against each other and took turns being caressed by Alyonka's little tongue, who smacked and moaned simultaneously. And then I saw what I had probably wanted for a long time. She held Sergey's member deep in her throat, simultaneously gently pulling his balls, and Dima's member slowly sank into her pussy. I held one of her legs, and Sergey held the other, and we helped her spread them, lifting them high up and allowing Dima to thrust his friend into her to the full length; with my protruding pole of a member, I pressed against her face and was only afraid of cumming too early. At that moment, Sergey shoved his member so deep into my little wife's mouth that I saw from the outside how it passed down her throat, and I wanted to do the same. Sergey was very experienced and pulled out his pole all covered in saliva, running it over Alyonka's face, who was breathing heavily, gasping for air, and squeezing his member