Adulterous Honeymoon

“Listen to the girl! She puts out, enjoys the fruits of our labor, and she becomes a diva! Any attractive woman can lie on her back and get fucked, but she needs a cock to have it done! In addition, I’m your husband and I permitted you to enjoy that cock. Without Bob’s cock and my forbearance, you would be nothing but a frustrated bride who would have to go home, a month after marrying, with her cherry still intact. Bob and I have earned the bulk of the income – but, you won’t be cheated. Well give you a generous 35% as the ‘star’ and split the rest.”

This ridiculous byplay went on all the way home after eating and continued as we lay on the beach, in the twilight, near our path. We talked about fucking me, me sucking and all variation of that theme, and, what would have shocked me a few weeks ago, I wasn’t the least bit embarrassed. The whole absurd discussion of an imaginary movie deal ended up with me naked on the sand, on my back, being fucked (and filmed by Alan’s omnipresent camera), completely ignoring several couples engaged in less extensive sexual playing around. A number of them paused in their explorations to watch, a fact revealed as the camera swept over our rapt audience. I wasn’t being fucked on a stage or in front of a large audience, but it was in public! The observers were treated to a wild performance with me having several vocal outbursts as my excitement mounted. Finally, Bob blasted into me and our show was over. Astoundingly, we actually received a smattering of applause as we got up, me still naked, and went up our path.

We separated at the top of the path, and, for the first time in three days, I went in to sleep with my husband. It actually felt strange for awhile, but that feeling quickly dissipated as we went over the events since Monday. Before we talked, however, Alan licked and sucked by juicy cunt, something he had missed doing since Sunday. We both enjoyed that! It was a long time before we went to sleep!

Thursday, August 27. It had been a long night, for Alan and I had talked for hours about out adventures, particularly my sleeping with Bob and having sex in public, particularly when people seeing me knew that the man having me was not my husband! I admitted that I had really enjoyed spending the night sleeping with Bob and having sex with him alone. I also admitted that I got turned on by other people knowing that I was committing adultery! I didn’t, and still don’t, know why that excited me, but it did. Even more surprising, I actually liked cuckolding Alan and being with people who knew about it! It was fun sitting at the restaurant with him and having them knowing that his wife had put out for another man. It excited me to be on the beach in public with Bob holding my tit with Alan right there. I was really concerned about acknowledging these terrible secrets to Alan, but, to my happy surprise, he liked everything that I had been afraid to admit! In fact, he didn’t understand it himself, but he was turned on by a public demonstration of my infidelity, if that’s what you would call it since he approved! He also had enjoyed being alone in our cottage, knowing that I was making love to Bob next door. He actually said “making love, not making out, fucking, or, whatever! He didn’t know what we should do when we get home, but he did want to put his cock in my cum filled cunt sometime. We finally went to sleep after agreeing that we both loved my illicit sexual activities, and that we still had time for more adventures before we left!

We only had three days left, and we intended to make the most of them. It may seem strange, but we did do some things that had no sexual content, including scuba diving. Actually, we had had several sessions in the last two weeks, but I didn’t bother to discuss them – sex was our prime interest. This time, however, we combined our interests! Bob joined us and we rented a boat and cruised around until we found an area near a small sand bar. We had been there before and knew that the water was crystal clear with plenty of beautiful fish. Actually, this was a popular area because the water was calm. It really was a lagoon, surrounded by several sand bars, some were actually small islands, and where boats could anchor or pull ashore. We beached the boat and donned our gear with me, at the insistence of the fellows, nude except for my mask. There were a few boats nearby and their occupants undoubtedly saw me, but I didn’t care – or, to be honest, I liked showing off!

It’s amazing the difference a pair of swimming pants (or panties) makes in the water. I felt so much freer – maybe it was the feeling of the water on my cunt when I opened my legs or, of course, it could just be psychological, but it was exciting. There were other swimmers in the area, and I saw one underwater with tanks and fins taking pictures of me. I made sure that he got some good shots, including some with my legs open. It was fun and really exciting! We swam around for close to an hour and, getting tired despite the fun, I signaled to the guys that I was ready to get out. I swam to our sandbar and struggled to shore, removing my mask and snorkel as I did so. I was very aware of being naked and probably having some people looking at me – certainly those who had been underwater with me as well as those who had seen me go in when we arrived. I was really enjoying my exposure, partly, I think, because our sandbar surrounded by water and had no connection to where the boats were – like a stage separate from the audience. Subconsciously, I think that on the beach I had been afraid of being naked where people could reach me. So, now I was freed of that fear – out there in the middle of nowhere my new-found exhibitionism took over, and I glanced around to see if anyone was looking!

I almost froze mentally as I realized that the few boats that had been in the area had grown to at least ten and that rather than being spread over the entire lagoon, they had collected within easy viewing distance, eyes and cameras focused on me! I can’t tell you what went through my shocked mind as I saw all of those people, at least forty, maybe more, seeing me standing there, totally naked! My normal reaction, certainly even a week or two ago, would have been trying to cover myself, maybe jumping into our boat to hide or, maybe, just fainting! Instead, after a startled moment or two, a rush of heat, of sexual excitement, rushed through me and I just straightened up to better display myself.

But, by far the most shocking thing of all, I turned to Alan and Bob and said, “Well, you two have been kidding about fucking me on stage with an audience! Well, there’s the audience and this makes a good stage – fuck me! Saying that, I dropped to the sand, lay back and spread my legs! I still have no idea of how I was able to say or do such a thing, but Bob didn’t hesitate, and had his cock out and in me before I could change my mind. It was wonderful, the bright, warm sunlight, the soft, cool sand just making it easy to lose myself in the experience. This was the first time that Bob had fucked me in broad daylight, right out in the open. This time I knew that lots people were there and watching closely (and, of course, photographing us), and that turned me on even more that the screwing, itself! Our action was really frenetic, thrashing about and grinding together, culminating in tremendous orgasms with Bob filling my cunt with a blast of cum. We lay there for several moments, and Bob rolled off of me and I just lay there, wide open and happy.

We figured out later, from the pictures that that was the 50^th time that Bob had fucked me – unbelievable! As I sat up, keeping my legs open to display my freshly fucked cunt, there was a round of applause along with whistles of approval and mingled with some cheers. I felt a surge of real excitement and, even, pride in what I had done, and I sat up straight and, smiling broadly, waved to my admirers! My excitement doubled when I recognized several people who had been in our scuba class and, obviously, knew that Bob was not my husband!

Alan, later, said that he was really aroused when he saw those people and knew that they were watching his wife being fucked by another man while he watched! He had loved sitting there, watching with them, as Bob pounded my cunt and I reacted so strongly! He thought, afterwards, that it would have been fun to get between my legs and lick Bob’s cum from my adulterous cunt in front of them. He didn’t think of it in time, but I’ll bet that we would have enjoyed it! In any case, I had deliberately let myself be fucked in public, with and audience, in what really amounted to a stage!

(Something that would have been unbelievably humiliating a few weeks ago, but now was extremely exciting, occurred the following Saturday when we were eating lunch at the cafe. One of our observers of our show on the sandbar had used a movie camera to catch all the action, from the beginning where I walked into the water naked to my triumphant wave at the end, and was kind enough to copy it onto a DVD disc and give it to us! Needless to say, I blushed quite profusely, but accepted it with real pleasure and anticipation! It has remained one of our favorite souvenirs of our honeymoon!)

Basking of the obvious approval of our audience, we quickly picked up our stuff and got in our boat, me still naked, and headed back. We received another round of applause as we pulled away, and, once again, I acknowledged it with a smile and a wave. We were still hyper as we sped along and, after some banter, I knelt down and sucked Bob’s cock, swallowing most of his ejaculation, but sharing some with Alan, who was steering.Boy, did I get kidding, not only on the way in, but the rest of the time we were in Belize, particularly quoting my unequivocal rejection of public sex just yesterday, “I am not going to be fucked on any stage! Forget it!” Both Alan and Bob admired my nerve and composure, but they weren’t going to let me forget. Still, we really were giddy at having committed such an outrageous act, particularly since I initiated it! Needless to say, that became a topic of conversation when Alan and I were alone later! Approaching the dock, I put my pants and coverup on, and we turned in the boat and gear, heading for a nearby restaurant for lunch. It had been quite a morning!

The most amazing thing, however, was that my public display of my nude body and my subsequent deliberate decision to have myself screwed before on what amounted to a stage before dozens of people, some who knew me, was not the most memorable event of that day! I would have expected that a deliberate public fucking would be the only thing we talked about for the rest of our honeymoon, but another, outrageous experience at least matched it! That happened that evening, but actually, several things exciting happened before that!

Bob had an early afternoon appointment, so, after a long discussion about the morning experience, Alan and I drove around to some of our favorite places after lunch. We came home and swam for awhile before lying down and reading in our place. Bob returned in mid-afternoon and found us there, me wearing only my swim pants. They both began to work on me, feeling and squeezing my tits, rubbing and fingering my cunt, until I was hot. Then, Bob turned me over and stroked my cunt while Alan briefly stretched my ass hole. Actually, it didn’t really need any stretching, only some lubrication, before Bob’s cock worked its way in. Shortly, we were engaged in a very vigorous ass fucking – it’s funny, my ass doesn’t have anything like my clit or any other physical erogenous element, but having a cock in it causes me to react as if it were a cunt! Of course, my clit was massaged somewhat by Bob’s balls hitting against it, but I think that the real arousal is physiological. I’m being buggered, sodomized – ass-fucked! The act is perverse, wicked, immoral or depraved – pick your term any of which makes the act exciting! In any case, Bob pounded my ass while I humped back, giving him a firm and ready target. Inevitably, he sent a river of cum deep into my rectum, staying locked against me until our passions subsided and he pulled out. As usual, I immediately turned over and buried his cock in my mouth, licking and sucking until it was clean.

I put my pants on and the three of us ran down into the water until we were waist or shoulder high, depending on the swells. We bounced around awhile, slowing working our way up the beach toward the umbrellas and snack stand. When we were parallel with the stand, we decided to go in and have a coke, but as we headed for shore, I stumbled, and Bob caught me, his hand conveniently grabbing me by my tit. We walked on to the beach that way, Alan beside us with Bob having a firm hold on my breast. There were lots of people around, but I made no effort to pull away until we were right at the counter. We got our cokes and some chips and looked for a vacant umbrella, and, fortuitously, that umbrella was available. For some reason, I was very hot, probably from people seeing Bob holding my breast added to my history with that umbrella! We lay back and watched people walk by, saw some boats leaving the marina and just relaxed.

I looked around and saw that no one seemed to be paying any attention to us, and said for Bob to move further back so we would be more sheltered from view. Then, I moved over and leaned against Bob, asking Alan, “Is anyone looking this way?” He casually glanced around and indicated that no one seemed interested. “Ok, why don’t you move out a bit to shield us?” I think both men were startled by my assertiveness, but Alan did as I said, and Bob quickly took out his cock. I pulled the crotch panel of my suit over, raised up and straddled his legs and lowered myself down on him, the cock sliding easily up into me. Bob was lying almost flat, and I bent over from the waist and began fucking myself by flexing up and down, grinding against him in wild excitement. The physical act plus the circumstances had me approaching orgasm in no time. The same stimulus affected Bob, and he was soon bucking up into me, holding me by my hip bones to get deeper. Quite quickly, probably only two or three minutes, no more than four, I felt him shooting up into me and I pushed down as hard as I could, getting as much pressure on my clit as I went off. I collapsed down onto him and we just lay there, his deflating cock still embedded in me. At last, I sat up and dismounted, slumping down beside Alan, asking, “Do you think anyone noticed!”

“The couple in the next umbrella certainly did, but they’re not complaining!” I looked over, and that couple was wrapped in a firm embrace, her tit being tightly squeezed. She had a two-piece suit on, but the bra was down and his other hand was deep in her pants! We watched, fascinated, as he worked his hand on her cunt, her pants slipping down showing a patch of blond hair, until she obviously had an orgasm. As reality set in, she pulled back and covered her tit and pulled up her pants, clearly embarrassed as such a public display. They got up and hurried off, she hiding her face and he grinning in our direction. I said, “Look at her hand – a brand new wedding ring! Honeymooners!” I felt a funny feeling go through me. “Do you realize that a month ago I would have reacted exactly like that? Gods, how things have changed! I was horrified when someone saw my tit, much less having Bob feel it. Now, I sit here under an umbrella and a public beach right after being fucked, not only fucked, but by another man!

“Still, I’ll bet your honeymoon will be more memorable than hers – unless she has some adventures, too! When we get back home, you’ll have all sorts of things to remember, movies of you in action to watch! She’ll probably go back remembering that she was screwed here by her husband, had a good time as a tourist and, maybe, the real highlight being set off, with her tit and cunt hair showing, on the beach with others watching! A little sin on her honeymoon may be more exciting to remember than anything else!”

“Yeah, Nita, I bet that all the things we’ve done will stand out better than a humdrum ordinary honeymoon! Do you think right now that you’d rather still be a virgin, untouched and pure? Most girls don’t even get what that girl did. Like Alan said, I’ll bet that her little beach display will stick in her memory longer than most of her tourist excursions.”

“Oh, I know that you’re right, but we may have gone to one extreme while others go to the other. Still, no, I wouldn’t rather be a virgin. I’m glad that you’ve fucked me – in every opening! And, Alan, I’m glad you permitted and encouraged me. We’ve had a really good time, and I know we’ll all miss it next week. Of course, Alan has a month’s worth of screwing to get in! Gods, Bob, you’ve worn my cunt and ass out here and Alan will want to do the same when we get home!”

“Remember, Nita, Alan can take his time and screw you at a more leisurely pace. I’ve had only three weeks to get all my fucking in! Now, if I were seeing you regularly, we could space it out better, but I only have a couple of days left! Thinking about it though, I’ve had you in the cunt twice, and your ass and your mouth once each today so far! I bet that my cock will be limp as spaghetti for a month after you’re gone, but it’ll be worth it!”

“Hey, I wonder how many times you can get in her before we leave Sunday! Look, your record is screwing her seven times in one day! Let’s see if you can tie or break! If we count her cock sucking, you’ve already had her four times – let’s try for three more!”

“Damn it, Alan, I think that you’re trying to kill me! If you want me to be in decent shape when we get home, we’d better not turn this into a Guinness Book of Records performance! But, come on – let’s head home for our next presentation. I think that we’ve had enough public exposure for one day!”

We went back to our cottage, Bob to his, for a rest period and cleaning up. I really wanted to take a shower and relax for awhile, but Alan insisted on looking at and licking my recently fucked cunt. He even had me turn over and show my asshole, slipping his finger into me with absolutely no difficulty. “You know, Nita, I could still tell that you had been ass fucked even if I hadn’t watched it. The ocean water washed off the outside signs, but stuff is still seeping a bit and you are very slippery inside. And, boy, cum is really leaking out of your cunt! Turn over again and I’ll lick you!” He proceeded to do just that, licking Bob’s cum out of my cunt and, even, running his tongue over my asshole, commenting when he took a break, “Ye gods, he must have put a quart of cum in you! It’s still oozing out of your ass and positively dripping out of your cunt! It’s a damn good thing that you are on the pill or you’d be going home pregnant for sure!” With that, he went back down on me – by the time he quit, I didn’t need a shower down there. I took one, anyway.

Bob came over about 5:30, suggesting that we go to dinner at fancy supper club on the other side of the marina, an idea that appealed to Alan and me. Alan pointed out that we’d need reservations for that place and, after calling, told us that we were scheduled for 7:00 PM. “It’ll take us about twenty minutes to get there, maybe a half hour or so for Nita to dress – that leaves plenty of time for screwing!” Since all I had on was a pair of panties, it didn't take long for me to be on my back on the bed with Bob in me. We had a vigorous fucking session, culminating with another deposit of cum deep in my cunt. Bob hurried to his cottage to change clothes while Alan did his usual licking and sucking.

Afterwards, I washed and put on makeup, but I was still naked when Bob returned. It was fun having him there while I dressed. Of course, he had seen and had everything I had, but it felt sexy as he watched me putting on garter belt and hose (I hate pantyhose). Very intimate. I started to reach for my panties and bra, but, as I did so, Bob said, “Damn, it’s too bad you can’t go like that! That would cause a commotion!”