Ever since I got married my sex life has become great. My French wife Jacqui
is absolutely stunning. She is in her late thirties, blond with a slim body to
die for. Her only complaint is her breasts size. I can’t find anything wrong
with them, but then again women know better. She is highly sexual and she admits
she masturbates 2-3 times a day, any chance she gets. Our sexual relationship is
very open, we can talk about anything, do anything as long as it involves only
the two of us. She is incredibly jealous of me. We have tried anal sex,
water-sports, toys, oral and we love doing it outdoors. With her, lovemaking is
always an adventure.
Right from the start of our relationship she admitted she admirers looking at
other women but she denied having any sexual relationship with one and I do
believe her. There’s one thing about her; she does not lie. She will tell me the
truth even though sometimes it hurts. I trust her, she would not betray me, and
she would not be unfaithful.
One day after school, with a guilty look on her face, she told me about her
relieve teacher. She described her as a good-looking woman in her early forties
with large breasts and huge nipples showing trough her blouse. She told me she
could not concentrate during class and kept on staring at her tits. She was sure
she was caught doing so. She then admitted she was so wet she had to go to the
restrooms and relieve her sexual tension.
This gave me an idea. It started forming in my head and after working out the
details I rang Nicky at work. She was surprised to hear from me and even more
surprised and delighted when I told her about my plan…
Jacqui came home from work on Friday night. After dinner and a couple of bottles
of wine and a long lovemaking session that stretched to early hours of the next
morning we finally went to sleep. When we got up I told her we should spend the
day at the beach, as the weather looked promising. Jacqui loves the ocean so
without a word of protest we packed our things and drove to my favourite
St.Kilda beach.
I picked the spot in a secluded clearing in the bushes and with a bottle of
wine and some books we layed there enjoying the warmth of the Sun. On the top of
our backpack I placed our video camera strategically pointed towards the
entrance of our small enclave. Carefully I was checking my watch. By 11.45 I was
on my feet pretending to look for a place to take a pee. Nicky did not
disappoint me; she was right on time. I switched the camera on and layed on my
back so I could not see her approaching, and under the cover of my sunglasses
pretending to read my book and listening to my discman I started observing
Jacqui.
Something must have caught her eye as she stopped reading and moved her sunnies
down her cute little nose to get a better look. There was a total concentration
on her beautiful face. With a quick glance she looked in my direction but I
pretended to be consumed by the book in front of my face. My poor darling was
stunned. From our later conversation and the videotape here is what she saw…
Nicky was wearing an almost transparent yellow dress contrasting nicely with
her sun-tanned body. The outline of her huge tits clad in the tinniest bikini
was clearly visible and what a view it was. Without stopping she entered our
small private enclave and with a smile and a wave she put her bag down only 4
meters away from us, banding down in process, showing her shapely arse to
Jacqui. She then sat on her beach towel removed her dress and the tiny top and
started applying some suntan lotion to her body. She spent a long time rubbing
her tits paying a lot of attention to her nipples. She was pinching them between
her thumbs and fingers bringing them to attention; her head tilted back, her
tongue licking her lips; what a show off.
By then Jacqui’s lips were dry and her eyes fixed on Nicky’s breasts. Ever
now and then Jacqui looked at me not wanting for me to see what was happening in
front of her eyes. Just looking at her I found it hard to keep my erection under
control. Nicky layed down on her towel and flicking trough a magazine
occasionally would touch her breasts and threw a look and a smile towards
Jacqui. After a while she put the magazine aside and lit a smoke. She was simply
starring at Jacqui exhaling the smoke in her direction. I looked at Jacqui’s
arse as her muscles started contracting and her thighs were pressed firmly
together.
Casually I looked at my watch. Half an hour has passed since Nicky’s arrival. It
was the time to proceed with part two.
Nicky got up from her towel and after putting a shirt on left all her
belongings behind and went for a walk towards the water edge. I took my headset
of and poured some white wine from a cooler. We had a smoke and talked for a
while. I gave Jacqui a kiss and took of her sunglasses. Her eyes were glazed and
excited.
I offered to buy us some ice cream. I put a pair of shorts on and went for a
walk to a beachside kiosk about 500 meters away. I could see Nicky waiting for
my departure out of Jacqui’s sight. She gave me a wave and exposed her tits to
me blowing me a kiss with a smile.
I took my time coming back. The ice cream in my hand started to melt by the
time I came back only to see the two of them chatting happily with a glass of
wine and a cigarette. Both of them topless, legs apart, facing each other.
Nicky’s crotch started to bulge; it was a dead give-away. I wondered if Jacqui
has noticed it or was she still shamelessly absorbed with her tits.
Jacqui introduced me to our “new” friend and with the second bottle of wine
and then the third our inhibitions started to melt away under the warm Sun.
By then we were talking openly about sex in all aspects. Then Jacqui started
asking Nicky about her breasts. It took only small amount of encouragement, for
Jacqui to start a close examination of the subject. She was gently touching them
as if weighing them in her hand, then form medical like examination, Jacqui’s
shaking hands went for the erected nipples. That was the end of it. Jacqui’s
g-string was riding deep inside her, exposing her soft cleanly shaven pussy to
the world and Nicky's dick by then was ripping the thin material of her bikini
and its head was clearly visible. Jacqui’s lips attached themselves to one of
the enormous breasts toying with it using her tongue.
I was watching her angelic face, her sad eyes asking for forgiveness, as she
reached between her legs placing a finger on her clit massaging it gently. It
didn’t take long for my wife to reach a shuttering and vocal orgasm, which was
something new to me.
She collapsed on the blanket still massaging her pussy. I could see tears
running down her face. She turned to me and said:
“I am sorry”
I felt like a real prick.
But we sorted it out in the end, with a vengeance.
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