Adulterous Honeymoon

I replied, “Well, I certainly can’t do that, but I guess I don’t need underwear! Will that do?” Both men thought that being naked under my clothes was a good idea (shocking!), so I put the panties and bra away. I really felt good about going to a fancy restaurant, so I even wore a dress – a pink, short silky that buttoned down the front. With the bottom button undone, my hose tops would flash as I walked! Very sexy!

We had an excellent dinner in relatively elegant surroundings and, to top off the evening, we found that there was to be a fireworks exhibition over the marina, a show that was to be visible from the deck of the restaurant. It was a very pleasant area with lounge chairs lined to facing the harbor. While it wasn’t crowded, there were several other couples already there, but we found a large double lounge and a single one with a clear view if the harbor. It was a convivial group and we all introduced ourselves and talked while we waited for the show to start. Bob was on the single lounge and Alan and I were on the double, with a honeymoon couple, Jeff and Suzanne Brown, beside us. We talked with them for a few minutes, exchanging honeymoon and background talk. Further down the deck, probably ten feet or so on the other side of Bob, was an older couple, with others past them. The talk was free flowing and it turned out that the older couple, the Jamisons, collected science fiction books, which was Alan’s mania – our house was going to need an extra room for his collection. The three of them started talking, at some distance, over Bob, so finally, I suggested that they change seats. Alan got up and dragged Bob’s lounge down beside the Jamisons and they were soon deep in a conversation about their obsession.

Bob, of course, sat with me and, as would be expected, put his arm around me. The Browns were cuddling and, surreptitiously, doing a little fondling and petting. That’s when things began to get a little wild. Our lounge and theirs were turned a bit toward each other and away from the others, so our conversation was with each other. It was dark enough that the roving hands were not too obvious, but light enough that you knew what was going on. It didn’t take long for Bob to join Jeff in in the petting, moving his arm so that his hand was firmly on my breast. I knew that if I could see Jeff feeling Suzanne, they could see Bob fondling me. My short skirt was up quite a bit, and with the open button, my hose tops were clearly visible. With Jeff and Suzanne so close, I attempted to get the skirt down, but Suzanne had noticed my legs and stopped me by saying, “You’re wearing hose instead of pantyhose! Did you buy them here? I’ve been looking for a garter belt for months and just can’t find one that’s worth while! I don’t like pantyhose, and neither does Jeff, but that’s all they sell. Don’t pull your skirt down – your legs look so nice, even in this light!”

“Oh, I brought them with me. Alan and I are like you, we just like hose and garter belts so much better than pantyhose and – I probably shouldn’t say this – Alan says that nothing is sexier than seeing a woman’s bare thighs above her hose tops!”

“That’s exactly what we think! If a woman has nice legs, the shorter the skirt the better and with stockings to show them off! Not very political correct, I guess, but,” giggling, “Jeff and I think that a woman should enjoy showing her legs even if more shows that is modest! Oh, pantyhose are safer if you’re really worried about someone seeing up you skirt, but, and, like you, I probably shouldn’t say this, I actually enjoy the ‘danger’ – if that’s what you call it! I shouldn’t say this either, but both Jeff and I enjoy looking up another woman’s skirt! It’s exciting! Yesterday we were in town at a café, sitting across from a woman who had her legs open under her table, and we could see her panties very clearly!” Giggling again, “We had wonderful sex when we got to our room afterwards!” Then, “From the way Jeff is looking at your legs, it’ll probably happen again tonight!”

Startled, I shifted my eyes away from her to Jeff, and I saw that he was staring fixedly at me, and I realized that while listening to Suzanne, I had, without thinking, shifted my legs toward them and that my skirt was high enough for my bare thighs to show above my hose tops. I involuntarily started to pull it down, but Suzanne stopped me, saying, “Oh, don’t do that! You have lovely legs!”

Actually, I didn’t want to cover myself! I loved having both of them looking eagerly at my exposed thighs, and I felt a strong tingle go through my cunt. To have another woman say that she liked to look at me was exciting, so I just took my hand away and stretched out a bit, showing more leg. That’s when Bob stepped in. “Come on, Nita, they said that they like to look up a woman’s skirt, not just look at her legs. Here, look at this!” The last comment was made to Jeff and Suzanne as he reached down and unfastened the next button on my skirt, opening it so that I was exposed almost to my crotch. They both gasped as his unexpected act, leaning forward to see in the dim light.

Now a real surge of heat went through me as I made a pro forma protest. “Bob, what are you doing? Stop that!” Needless to say, my feeble objection had no impact, and both Jeff and Suzanne were obviously trying to see the rest of the way up my legs. Bob persisted, opening my skirt wider and, then, reaching for the last button below the waist, causing me some real concern since I wasn’t sure how they would react to my complete exposure. I struggled with him to keep the button fastened, I whispering, semi-privately, “Bob, stop it! You know I don’t have anything on under there! That’s enough!” At that moment, the fireworks started, the boom startling all of us and turning our eyes to the sky. Bob took advantage of the situation and the last button was undone and my skirt fell completely open, exposing everything below my waist. I “didn’t notice” what he had done, and concentrated on the fireworks, but between explosions I heard a gasp from Suzanne and looked down and “realized” that everything was showing. I started to cover myself ineffectually, of course, and Bob held my hands away. The next explosion was a brilliant display that lit up the whole harbor and, of course, lit up my cunt for them to see! From then on, I was the center of attention, the fireworks being of interest only in that they revealed everything below my waist! They obviously were wildly excited by what they were seeing, and I loved it!

Not satisfied with exposing my lower half, Bob began unbuttoning the rest of my dress, and, in short order, it was completely undone and, for practical matters, I was naked before an enraptured audience. They didn’t talk coherently, just gasping out one or two word exclamations as more and more of me was revealed – “My god, look at that!” “No panties!” “Oh!” “Look at her tits!” “She’s beautiful!” Their unbridled admiration removed any slight reservations I had, and I just lay back on the chaise, legs parted, letting them see everything in the flickering firework light. Then, something totally unexpected happened. Bob had been running his hands all over me from my cunt to my tits, and the excitement of being seen naked and having them see me being felt, blanked out any self-control that I might have had. I was just lying there, letting Bob handle everything. Suddenly, I wanted Alan to be there and see me being exposed and fondled in front of another couple, and, panting, I managed to ask, “Where’s Alan?”

I didn’t think, of course, of how that would be interpreted, but, naturally, they thought that I wanted to know where my husband was so that he wouldn’t know what I was doing! Jeff quickly looked up over our lounge and said, “Don’t worry, he’s still down with the Jamisons! I’ll watch for him!” That was not what I meant, but the idea of cuckolding him in front of Jeff and Suzanne sent a wave of excitement through me. I lay back flat on my back and raised and spread my legs in invitation, and Bob unhesitantly pulled out his cock and took me, beginning a frantic fucking which led to what might have been the biggest and longest orgasm of my life! Fortunately, the continuing crackling and booming of the fireworks drowned out the sounds of Bob’s cock pounding my cunt and the gasps and moans that accompanied it! We were both wildly excited by everything that had happened and what we were doing, so it didn’t last long, but it was unbelievable! Finally, Bob shot into me, pulled out and sat up beside me as I just lay there in a stupor.

Then, however, something even more unbelievable happened. I came to enough to hear a sotto voice encouragement from Suzanne, “Go on, honey, take her! You’ll never get a chance like this again! Go on!” At that point, to my utter shock, Jeff came over me, picked up and spread my legs, and sank his cock into me! Bob, right beside me, was also shocked, of course, but the idea of seeing someone else fuck me reinvigorated him and his cock returned to rigidity and he moved up and put it into my mouth. I didn’t really suck him, just held it there while he moved, but I got my hand up to hold it as he fucked my mouth. Meanwhile, Jeff was pounding in and out of me, his motions rapid and almost spastic as he completely lost himself in screwing me. He didn’t last long – how could he with all that had happened – but it felt wonderful as he finished by blasting a tremendous load of cum deep inside of me. Surprisingly, Bob wasn’t too far behind despite having gone off a short time before

This whole series if action was unbelievable, as I said before, but there was still another even more shocking occurrence. As Jeff finished in me and pulled out, he was immediately replaced between my legs by Suzanne! At first I was hardly aware of what was happening, but, of course, I felt her tongue on my well fucked cunt and, looking down, I saw head bobbing against me! I had never thought of another woman going down on me, but I had enjoyed Alan’s licking and sucking after Bob had had me. This was no different except for the psychological impact of knowing that it was a woman down there! That, I’ll admit, added to the pleasure and I held my legs up and spread, reacting to her tongue and mouth by flexing up and down, actually having several strong tremors which really were minor orgasms! Then, just as it seemed that those tremors were over, I felt a tremendous surge of passion as I thought, “My god, that’s a woman licking my cunt!” Of course, I had known it before, but suddenly it hit me as reality, “That’s a woman between my legs!” Suddenly, it hit me and, without thinking, I reached down and pulled her head tight against me, her face buried in my cunt, as I rocked up and down and ground against her licking tongue and sucking mouth! I went off like the rockets that were still exploding in the sky.

That surge ended and I collapsed back on the chaise, utterly spent. It still wasn’t quite finished as Suzanne moved up from between my legs and embraced me, giving me a strong and passionate kiss, holding it for almost a full minute, her tongue that had been in my cunt now entered my mouth! I responded eagerly, tasting a combination of cum and my own cunt juices. Her face was wet with the same fluids, shining in the glare from the sky. Both of us were lost in the totally unexpected experience of lesbian love, and both of us knew that we would want it again!

We stayed together for a brief time, our closeness shattered by overhead lights coming on. Shockingly, that extreme sexual activity had occurred during the display in the sky and we hadn’t even noticed that it was over. We, of course, had lost all sense of time, and we were fortunate that our end of the deck was away from the other occupied lounges and the standees who had assembled to watch the show. Otherwise, they would have been privy to a different kind of show. It was hard to focus at first, but Alan was still with the Jamisons, talking eagerly about books, and most others were departing. At our end, however, I was still lying, naked for all intents and purposes, Suzanne was beside me, wiping her face and looking dazed and Bob and Jeff were quickly putting their cocks away. It was a totally bizarre setting, and no one seemed to know just what to do.

Unexpectedly, it was Suzanne who reacted first, saying, “Good god, Anita, close your dress! Your husband could come over here any second! Come on everyone, get straightened up – your fly’s open Jeff.” She went over to their chaise and picked up a napkin and finished wiping her face. Then, quietly, “You screwed her! And, my god, I licked her! I don’t believe this!” Then, in a mundane end to that bizarre experience, she said, “It was very nice meeting you, Anita, and you, Bob. Maybe we’ll see you again.” Then they just left, stopping to say goodbye to Alan and, I discovered later, got our local phone number and promised to call.

I managed to get my dress pulled together and buttoned up before anyone looked our way, but I was still in a somewhat dazed condition. Heavens knows, I had been screwed many, many times in the past three weeks, but this was totally different. I had been seen virtually naked by Jeff and Suzanne and loved it! That wouldn’t have done anything but excite me. But, first, Bob had me in front of them, and, unbelievably, Jeff had fucked me! Gods, I had just met him less than an hour before he was in me! Sex with Bob had become a part of my daily life and I accepted it without any scintilla of guilt now. As I’ve said before, I actually enjoyed other people knowing about it or, amazingly, even seeing him take me! But this was different. They were right there, two feet away, people I had talked to just moments before. That was very different from distant, unknown observers, like those on the boats, who happened to be watching! That was bad, or good, enough, but to have Jeff mount me right after Bob and fuck me while his new wife watched – again, unbelievable! Then, equally unbelievably, she had licked and sucked me right after Bob and Jeff came in me – lesbian sex and I really liked it! The whole experience was just too much to absorb immediately and my mind simply was in a cloud.

Still, the mind plays funny tricks, sometimes. After I got my dress buttoned up and my sinful behavior was physically concealed, Bob and I walked over to where Alan and the Jamisons were sitting. I felt like a zombie, but, somehow, I seemed to be on cruise control mentally, and I spoke calmly and pleasantly, even commenting, laughingly, about how crowded our apartment was going to be. Even Alan had no idea that my normal behavior was artificial – my mind was split, a small part going through the mundane social niceties, the bulk still immersed in my outrageous behavior of a few minutes ago.

Shortly afterwards, the three of us headed to the car where I blurted out what we had done. Alan, of course was shocked by what had happened within ten to fifteen feet from he was talking and watching the fireworks. “God, you set off some fireworks of your own! I can’t believe that Jeff got into you like that! And Suzanne – that’s unreal! You know, she got our number as they left. I wonder if she’ll call! And, let’s see, Bob. You had Nita in her cunt and in her mouth, which, I think, is seven times today, tying your record. Do you think that you can get it up one more time tonight?” Bob did, as you might expect, fucking my cunt in our bed when we got home, setting a record of eight times – five in my cunt, twice in my mouth and once in my ass! Of course, I had nine, plus Suzanne!

As soon as Bob left, Alan went down on my cunt, lapping up Bob’s cum, plus whatever would be left from Jeff, and I couldn’t help but compare him with Suzanne! In a way, I liked her doing it more, partly because of the unique circumstances with her and partly because she was a woman! As would be expected, Alan and I were talking late into the night, reliving that unbelievable experience. He was enthralled by my enjoyment of female-female sex, and we both wondered if I would like to go down on a woman. I honestly couldn’t say, but even discussing the idea was more than had ever crossed my mind. He was also fascinated by my being fucked by Jeff. I really couldn’t say how I felt at the time – more startled than anything else, although I had been aroused as he did it. I had been just a bit uneasy about Alan’s reaction to Jeff having had me, but that was not an issue. Actually, I think that he was pleased that it didn’t bother me, for I know that he wanted me to be open to having an affair when we got home so that he could use my freshly fucked cunt! I’ll admit that I had wondered about having someone else screw me at home – it was one thing to do it on our honeymoon where we were anonymous, but another back where we knew people – but I no longer had any real qualms.

Friday, August 28. This day opened with a surprise. We had been talking very late, and, as a result, had slept until almost 9:00. We were up and dressing when the phone rang. I assumed that it would be Bob – he was the only person, other than the resort office, that I thought had our number – and I was startled to hear a woman’s voice….Anita! As she spoke, I remembered that Alan had given her our number, but, of course, I was still surprised and had a very funny feeling when last night’s activities flowed through my head. “Hi, Anita, this is Suzanne Brown – remember from last night! Jeff and I are just going down to the beach café for breakfast and wondered if you would like to join us. Bob, too, if he wants to come.”

Oh, I remembered her all right! I had an amazing surge of conflicting emotions flash through me, but I was able to respond normally while my mind was in a muddle. “Of course I remember you – it was very nice last night.” I don’t know if I had any special tone in my voice, but I heard her giggle as I said it! “Wait a second and I’ll see if Alan has anything planned.” Of course, Alan was more than willing to meet them, knowing what had happened during the fireworks and wondering what, if anything, the Browns had in mind other than breakfast. “Hi, Suzanne, Alan thinks that having breakfast with you would be very pleasant. We can be there in a half hour, if that’s suitable. We‘ll call Bob, and he may come, too.” Alan called Bob while I dressed, and he was also curious about any clandestine ideas they might have.

Bob had just been going to call us, and he, too, was curious about the invitation. “There’s no way they called the next morning just to have breakfast – they must have something else in mind. I have no idea as to what it might be, but it may be interesting!”

“You’re right, of course, and I’ll bet that they want more action with Nita! Look, they don’t know that I know what happened last night. I’m sure that they think that you and Nita are having a secret affair. I’ll bet that they’ll try to set up a private meeting – shopping or whatever – so that I won’t be around. In any case, come on over and we’ll meet them.”

Turning to me as he hung up, he asked, “Would you want to do that, Nita?”

“Well, I’m a bit nervous about it, but I think that it might be fun. I did enjoy it last night. Maybe we should just tell them that you know about it and don’t mind. That would remove all the covert business.”

“No, I don’t want to explain my problem again! I’d rather that you go ahead as if you’re getting away with something and tell me about it later. Look, I know! If they do propose getting together with them, you can bring them back here to “swim.” I’ll have an appointment in Belize City that will take most of the afternoon, giving you plenty of time to do whatever you want. That would be better than going to their hotel room. And, I’ll be able to set up the cameras so that we’ll have a record of what happened!”