A New Nude Experience

"I would not be able to enjoy that strange sharpness and softness, if I had plunged straight in." "You on the other hand are feeling the reverse."

"The sharp tightness of the foreskin pulled as far back as I dare pull it without tearing it off, combined with the silky wetness of your pre-cum oozing out of the tip of your cock and overflowing down the sides and over the edge of the swell of your cock."

"Mmm, there is goes, a nice long drip all the way down onto my hand." "If my hand was not gripping your balls so tightly, that little drip would have felt so cool against the hot sensations in your ball sack."

Steffi now lying on her stomach angled my cock towards her lips. She still had a tight grip around the base of my cock, but was brushing the head and my juices all over her lips. Smiling at me her mouth opened wide and she flexed her tongue backwards, simulating and a deep lick. But rather than lick she stretched her mouth wide and sunk her mouth over my cock. I was expecting the usual warmth and wetness that my wife gives when she sucks me deep into her mouth that first time. Instead I got a slight grazing of teeth as Steffi gently scrapped her teeth all around the tip of my cock.

"Ahhh!" I submitted at last I had let out a fairly audible sound to the rest of the beach.

With this Steffi had obviously had enough of teasing me and started to lick the head in earnest. Still tight she held the foreskin back. But everywhere else above the vice like grip of her hand, she licked and slobbered. Sucking and licking, spitting and slurping the entire length of my cock. I felt both cool and hot. It was a strange sensation. Then as the pool of saliva built up around the base of my cock and her fist. Steffi used her other hand to quickly rub the bulbous swell on my cock.

I almost saw stars, she did not let up, using her thumb and index finger to create a small circle, and she moved her hand quickly over the head. Up and down, up and down. I could not help but thrust up to meet her hand. God I wanted to feel more. It felt so clinical and un-intimate, but soo good. Steffi posed my cock aimed deep into her mouth. She would rotate between quick movements over my shaft with her thumb and index finger. Then push me deep into her mouth, not closing her lovely lips around my cock, just pushing it as deep as she could, before exiting with saliva either side of her mouth, drooling down onto the sides of my cock.

I could not believe how tight and hot I felt. Then slowly, from my toes I could feel the urge building. I was going to cum. The slightest whimper escaped my lips.

"I'm going to cum."

Steffi's hands once again played opposites. One completely still holding me stiff, like a cock ring, the other a blur, jacking off the tip of my cock. Aiming my cock directly at her face, she breathed out.

"Cum on Marcus, you know you want to fill this slutty mouth." "Come on jerk that cream all down my throat." "Make me the bad wife I want to be."

With that I exploded and yes the obligatory. "FUCK!" Escaped my lips.

Spurt after spurt erupted from the end of my cock. I had no control. Steffi's hand slowed to make sure the squirts of cum ended up coating her mouth and tongue and not her face.

One, two, three jerks of sperm from my cock emptied into her mouth and with that she released her grip with both hands and swallowed it down.

"Mmmm, now that is an appetizer."

At this point I was coming round from what I can only describe as a lightheaded dizzy spell and noticed that we had gathered quite a crowd of on-lookers. No-body had been very intrusive. But people had angled themselves to watch the show.

Steffi pulled a pen out of her little hand bag that she had brought with her and on a scrap of paper, wrote a quick note for Ben and the others.

Just taking Marcus back to the hotel for some fun. Hope you found what you were looking for, see you all later!

Love from a very bad wife.

"Just a little message to let them know we have not drowned at sea!"

As I struggled to my feet, my legs almost buckled, with the exhaustiveness of the blowjob/handjob that I had just received, from Steff.

"Now it's a good 10 minutes to the hotel, so that should give you plenty of time to recover, whilst I tingle all the way back, thinking of that big nasty cock, absolutely buried deep in my swollen lips, making me beg you to be gentle with me."

With a glint in her eye, off she strode. She walked with almost a swagger. Her appearance was virtually saying look at me, I'm fucking hot, horny and I've just sucked this this younger man dry. Now he's going to fuck me.

Steffi was about 45/50. It was hard to tell but she had at least 10 years on me. It was by no means cradle snatching, but ever since, my early wank fantasies at school I had always had a thing for older women. I still recall nervously going into a new agents and pulling down a copy of 40+ slags. Before quickly handing over the pre-counted money and disappearing as quickly as I could out of the shop.

Now I was living that wank fantasy. Steff was in good shape, I'm not talking a stick model but a lovely size 16 I would guess. Although my guesses are not totally reliable. Most of my comparisons tended to be against my wife. So she was a little bigger than Lis. But her tits where pendulous. If it had not been a nudist beach and she had worn a bikini, I would not have been surprised to see numbers and letters like 40 and E.

Now I am not saying that women with bigger tits are more sexual, but variety is the spice of life and so to have the pleasure of another woman with tits far bigger than what I was familiar with, did bring a touch of extra pleasure.

I find women of all sizes, attractive but clearly, the large shape of Steffi's tits did catch the eye.

Like I said she was a little bigger than Lis and also a little taller, more like 5'10, than Lis' 5'6.

Having been here a week, she had picked up something of a tan, but were as Lis will brown fairly easily because of her Olive skin. Steff had more of a redness to her. She was not burnt, but clearly had more of a fair skin to her than Lis.

As we walked back to the hotel, we held hands. It was again another strange experience. To be walking in such a familiar way but with a complete stranger, who yes I may have had an intimate experience with, but I still had only known her for less than an hour.

Steffi did most of the talking, telling me about how much she enjoyed Cap-d'Agde. She talked about how at home, whilst she and Ben were no angels, they could not live out their fantasies 24/7 like they could here. From what I could gather, whilst they were out here. Steff had complete freedom to do as she wished sex wise. As we walked down one street she would give little glimpses into her sexual adventures. Like the nightclub we passed, where she told me that on her first occasion at the resort, she had gone extremely wild on her first few days and had fucked tens of men each night in the club.

She still recalled it fondly, but then went on to say it was like being a kid in a sweet shop, she wanted everything and so over indulged to the limit. It was not about quality, just pure quantity on those first few nights. She had not been picky. Basically if they seemed up for it she fucked them there and then in the club, whether it was behind a speaker, or in a booth, or even a couple on the dance floor. She was so drunk at the time that she could not recall exactly who she had fucked. It was only because her husband was present that she had any idea of the numbers she had fucked, or at least tried to fuck, before falling into a drunken stupor. To then be supported back to the hotel by her husband. Only to repeat it again the next night.

"I'm not saying it's something I would not do again." Steffi explained. "But that first time I was so nervous and so shy, I needed the alcohol, to rid me of my fears and inhibitions." "Now some years later and a little bit wiser, if I was to repeat the experience I'd want to remember it and wake up sore from the fucking, not the alcohol."

With that, we were back at our hotel. As we walked through the lobby hand in hand. I did wonder what the hotel staff thought of me. Leaving holding onto one woman's hand, returning holding hands with another.

It was probably naive and somewhat immature of me as they have seen it all before. But at that moment I did feel as though they were judging me. As we entered the lift. Another couple, probably in their twenties followed us into the lift.

Steff pressed the button for the tenth floor and asked the other couple which floor they wanted.

"Eight please. The man replied."

The guy was huge, like a weightlifter and his friend/wife/girlfriend/ causal fuck was extremely petite in comparison. As the doors closed, Steff drew my attention straight back to her in no uncertain terms. She pulled me to her and started to passionately kiss me, whilst placing her leg up on the frame of the door, completely exposing her cunt to the couple behind us.

She took my hand and pressed it deep into her cunt. Two or three fingers slipped straight in. She was correct, back on the beach; she was like a pool of water. Her hands returned to my neck and face to steady herself and her tongue chased mine around the depths of our mouths. Almost instinctively I started to work my fingers in and out of her sodden pussy and as she continued to kiss me she gasped and snatched words.

"Mmm fuck"

"That's it open that hole."

"God it feels good"

Then with a PING! "Level 8!" The lift spoke.

Steffi continued to hold me tight and I continued to plough my fingers deep into her swollen folds, the sloshing sound of wet fingers and pussy, the only noise as the other couple exited the lift.

Then, PING.

The lift was on its way again. With no audience. Steffi broke out of the kiss and put her leg down.

"Well that little performance seems to have got you in the mood again!" She patted my stiffening cock.

She was definitely enjoying teasing my cock and probably had got great pleasure from showing off for the other couple in the lift. As we stepped out of the lift I had decided that Steff was having far too much control for my liking and it was time to make sure she knew she could not have it all her own way. As we stepped through the door into Steffi and Ben's bedroom. I made my move. With my left arm I grabbed Steff around the waist and crushed her body up against the partition wall between the corridor and the bathroom.

"You certainly enjoy putting on a show don't you? But I had not finished enjoying that wet hole of yours in the lift."

With that I pushed two fingers into her cunt and kissed and sucked the skin on the nape of her neck, between my lips and teeth.

"Oh you fucking bastard, you are going to leave a mark!"

I nibbled on the end of her ear, and replied with a condescending tone. "And you would be so embarrassed for everyone to see what a nasty girl you are! Don't try playing the innocent; you get off on everyone knowing what a dirty slut you can be. You would be distraught if I sent you back to hubby without a few ruffles and marks."

"Ahhh!" She gasped as I bit down hard into her neck.

Sensing she was enjoying the lack of control, I moved my grip from her waist to her neck. Gripping her firmly and withdrawing my fingers from her pussy. I directed her towards the inner part of the bedroom.

Steffi made a move to turn around, but I was not ready to give her control back so soon.

Using my greater height I let go of her neck, held her again by the waist and used my other hand to firmly shove her to the bed. My arm around her waist causing her to bend in the middle.

There she bounced on the bed. Arms flung out in front to protect her fall, ass up in the air. I slapped that lovely shapely ass, causing her to buckle at the knees. I pressed my waist against her forcing her down onto her knees.

Taking this opportunity I used my foot to kick her legs apart. (I say kick; it was more of a firm nudge). Steff was eager to comply. Probably expecting me to take advantage of her exposed state with my fully engorged prick.

Instead I pressed my left palm onto her back and

"THWACK!"

I planted a firm and somewhat sharp slap across her buttocks with my right.

"Now you dirty slut." "I want to see you rubbing that cunt." "I'm going to make these cheeks nice and red, unless you bring yourself off very quickly."

"I wonder what will come first your orgasm or some bruises on this lovely ass."

I gave her no opportunity to reply. "THWACK"

I brought my hand down even harder, making sure she knew there was going to be no messing about.

Quick as a flash, Steffi tucked both hands under her stomach. Using one hand to open her labia wide, she used the fingers on her other hand to flick her clitoral bud back and forth with lightning speed.

I actually had no intention of bruising Steffi. I knew she must have been pretty close already given the amount of delay that she had put up with. Within 2 or 3 more slaps, she was already panting and groaning on the bed. Her orgasm rushing to her cunt quickly.

I then scooped my hand between her legs levering her up further onto the bed. Before forcing myself between her legs and plunging my cock deep into her sodden, pussy. I had hoped to take my time with her teasing her clit and making her beg for my cock. But the adrenaline and urgency had taken over and I just had to use her.

Steffi let out a long moan as I hit bottom inside of her. I cannot say I was the biggest she had ever taken, but she was certainly pleased with the result I was causing in her vagina. After coming so quickly from her clitoral stimulation. She was already on the edge of cumming deep inside her pussy.

"Oh, fuck, oh fuck!"

"Yes, don't stop; fuck me with you fucking hard cock, you dirty bastard."

"Use my pussy; don't stop until you have cum inside of me."

"God, my hubby is going to be so sorry he missed this."

Right up until that point I had not thought about Lis. My mind did drift slightly to where she was, what she might be doing. What she would think of me fucking this other woman.

"I said, don't stop!" Steffi almost screamed at me.

I had slowed up somewhat. I pulled out of her, causing her to cry in frustration.

"Don't worry, I'm not finished yet!"

I pulled her hips up off the bed, to give me the best and angle for fucking deep into her.

Flat out on the bed was ok, but the bed cushioned the thrusts. She wanted it hard, so with her ass up in the air, I could grab her shapely hips and bang away with no softening of my thrusts.

This time though, I was a little more patient. Trailed my finger along her wet slit. Again she cried in frustration.

"Please Marcus, put it back in me."

"I need that cock inside me."

I trailed back up to her ass with my finger. Rubbing some of her pussy juice over the little tight entrance to her ass.

"Maybe you need to be punished for being such a cock tease in the lift. Maybe I should teach you a lesson and fuck you nice tight ass." "I'm sure you would forget that." "I'm sure the next time you were thinking about showing off your slutty cunt to a couple in the lift. You would recall the sore ass you had a few minutes later and would think better of it!"

Steffi pleaded back, "Please Marcus, I'm really sorry for acting like such a naughty lady. But don't fuck my ass; I need to feel full in my pussy."

She was a game girl though, even with the threat of being ass fucked, she never moved out of position.

Wishing to test her a little, I took my place behind her again and laid the head of my very cream cover dick at the head of her ass.

I started to push against her tight hole. She begged. "Oh no!"

She moaned and wiggled, but she did not move away. I took a firm grip on my cock and continued to press against her ass. As her muscles started to give way, I used my hand to change direction and slipped seamlessly into her pussy again.

"Now let that be a warning, next time I may not be so nice!"

Steffi shuddered. I'm not sure how far she would have gone, but she was more than pleased to be fucking again. As I fucked her on her arms and knees, I realised that the curtains on the window where completely open.

I could see faintly in the glass the opaque outline of our bodies. Her magnificent breasts, squashed up against the mattress, her arse pitched up to meet my cock and my ass, thrusting back and forth. Fucking her as hard as I could.

Sweat was now pouring down my body and from my face, droplets began to fall onto her ass. All our bodily fluids, mingling and pooling, between the crack of her ass and her cunt.

As I continued to insert my cock has hard and as far as I could into her, the squelch of our juices was the only thing that filled the air. Then

"Oh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again on your big dick, you nasty fucker."

"Fill me up, make me you nasty bitch!" "Come on, pound me until you squirt deep inside me."

I was hammering away at her cunt, but the earlier blowjob had done it's trick. I was incredibly turned on, but I was also able to control my orgasm better, having already spent myself once in the last hour.

Steffi's pleading and begging had now just turned into soft whimpers. She gripped the bed sheets for dear life and screamed deep into the mattress.

It was at this point that I notice through the mirror, that we were not the only shape in the room.

I turned quickly falling out of Steffi's cunt and off the bed.

In the corridor of the room stood Ben.

Steffi was far from pleased.

"What the fuck are you doing?" "You've scared Marcus shitless and more importantly stopped him fucking me senseless."

The look on Ben's face was one of worry and of excitement.

Steffi, dismounted the bed, walked up to Ben and slapped him firmly across the face.

"You useless fucker." She continued her quite surprising verbal assault on him.

"You can't fuck me and now you are stopping others fucking me."

She slapped him again across the face.

"I'm..." he stuttered.

"You're what? Spit it out you dickless wimp."

With that she grabbed him by the hair and led him to the bed.

"You are in so much trouble now mister." "You know that the most important thing for me on this annual excursion is my pleasure and you have just ruined what was a fantastic fuck."

"I was screaming so hard, I bet half the hotel where imagining me getting fucked."

"Well it's only fair that if my screams have stopped yours should start."

Using her grip on his hair, she yanked his head back, tipping him off balance and hurling him towards the floor.

He hit the deck with quite a thump, to the point that he groaned out loud.

Steffi then proceeded to straddle her husband's chest and gripped him by the throat. She leaned in menacingly towards his face and in hushed threatening tones, told Ben. "You are going to be so fucking sorry for ruining my fun."

With that she let go of his neck, pinned his arms to the floor and turned to me.

"Marcus be a love and bring me my dressing gown."

I was stunned and somewhat in a daze. Part of me could not believe what had just happened the other part was slightly fearful of this crazy woman. Almost automatically I passed her the fluffy gown, hanging over the arm of the chair. She pulled out the belt on the gown, then reached forward and looped the belt under the bed, threading it around one of the wheels on the divan. Then using either end she tied knots around Ben's wrists.

"I'm sorry, honey!" Ben quickly blurted out, realising this was more than a severe telling off.

"Sorry is not going to cut it this time honey!" A sinister smile crept across her face.

"All year long I get your fucking limp dick to fuck, this week is my week, and it's my opportunity to get some pleasure." "Fucking it up for me was not a good idea."