An Adventure

"No wonder that the two of you are making love at the drop of a hat!"

"Who needs a hat??!!" I quipped. Everyone laughed at that.

After dinner, Lisa suggested another walk along the beach. Sandra asked if it would be too intrusive for them to join us. Lisa said that it would be fine.

As we walked along the shore, the rising moon glimmered on the waves as they rolled gently to shore. We stopped and watched the beautiful sight. I wrapped my arms around Lisa's naked body just beneath her large breasts. We stood like that for quite a while, then Lisa relocated one of my hands to cup her breast. I had been nuzzling and kissing her neck, now she seemed to want a little more stimulation.

I took each of her breasts into my hands and began to caress and play with her bountiful mounds. I tweaked and toyed with her nipples and she pressed her buttocks firmly against my rising erection. Before long I was pressing my rampant erection between her thighs, sliding my cock between her moist lips. Then she turned to me, wrapped her arms around my neck for a passionate kiss, then pulled me towards the firm sand.

I happily joined her. She pressed me down and straddled my hips, grasping my erection and guiding me into her warmth. She sat proudly upright as she rode on my cock. I knew that Ron and Sandra were only a few feet further down the beach. I also knew that they would be watching us, and I knew how much that would inflame Lisa's passion!

She pumped up and down on my hard cock. Her breasts bounced and swayed as she moved. She was looking directly into my eyes as she rode my rigid manhood. When I began to gently pump into her, she gently shook her head no. This was her show, and I was happily going along for the ride!

Lisa leaned forward to place her hands on my shoulders. She shifted so that one breast was pressed against my mouth. I opened to allow her breast to fill my mouth and began to suckle on her teat.

I could hear the sound of thighs slapping against buttocks, and knew that our new friends were watching us and enjoying their own sex.

Lisa pumped harder and faster on my cock, grinding her clitoris against me with increasing urgency. She screamed, "YESSSS!!!" as her orgasm engulfed her and her hips lurched and flailed uncontrollably. I rolled her backwards onto her back without breaking out intimate contact. I lifted her legs onto my arms and began pumping into her forcefully. My need had been building and building as she rode my cock but denied me the opportunity to thrust into her. Now that passion was unleashed and I thrust into her exposed and vulnerable pussy again and again with increasing speed and force.

My need was rising like a rocket! I was pumping into Lisa with ever mounting passion. I was going to erupt at any moment! My hips were a blur of motion as I drove myself into her even faster.

Like a volcano I began to spew my lava hot semen deep into her spasming vagina with uncontrollable force! I was a fire hose spraying my essence into her in powerful blasts. My semen was battering the door to her womb with blast after blast of my thick semen as my hips jerked to fill her completely with my semen, with my seed, with my very soul!

I collapsed onto Lisa's heaving breasts. Perspiration slicked our skin, allowing me to slide across her flesh and down to her side. As we relaxed, my shrinking manhood slipped out of her sheath, and our fluids dripped onto the sand. We lay together in the moonlight, my arm and leg draped over her possessively. The sounds of the ocean waves forming a lullaby as we lay naked on the beach.

We were shocked out of our reviere as the waves began to lap at our side. The tide had been coming in, now it was upon us. We laughed and ran into the surf to rinse off the sand and dried perspiration. We played like children in the waves until we returned to the beach. It was amazing to walk naked out of the ocean and onto the beach, then continue on to our room without interruption or a care in the world.

I set an alarm so we would meet our new friends while Lisa adjusted the shower temperature so that we could wash off the dried salt. We washed, we played. Then we went to bed where I wrapped myself around my beautiful wife and we slept.

Ron and Sandra were part way through their breakfast when we arrived at the restaurant, but they waved us over to their table. After initial pleasantries, Sandra said, "That was SO HOT last night! And so beautiful! The love between you two shone like a beacon across the beach! GOD, IT WAS HOT!!"

"If I'm not mistaken, it was also an inspiration for you two?" I asked.

"Well, yes it was. I thought that I was done for the night. You know, totally spent. But, yes, you WERE an inspiration for us both! Thank you."

We picked up our box lunches and a couple bottles of wine, stopped by our room for some sunscreen, and headed to the canoe livery. We put on the sunscreen and pushed off into the calm water of the canoe lagoon. When we rounded the point, I discovered that even the gentle swells of the ocean were much more challenging than my experience on inland lakes. But after a little bit I got the hang of it.

Lisa's naked butt cheeks sitting right there in front of me was something of a distraction. I was erect during the entirety of the canoe trip.

We found a little cove with a small clearing and beached our canoes there. It seemed that there were beautiful beaches everywhere you went on the island. We wandered along the beach and explored some other nearby clearings. We could hear monkeys chattering and birds singing in the trees around us.

When we returned to our clearing, I wrapped my arms around Lisa as we drank in the beauty of the place. I noticed that Ron and Sandra had moved to the far side of the clearing and they were actively engaged in intercourse.

I looked at Lisa and she smiled. I spread out the picnic blanket and she lay down. I moved between her thighs and ran my tongue along her slit. Her hips humped against my face. Again and again I traced her wet pussy lips with my tongue. I wanted her to be frantic with sexual need. She was crying, "Cock! Give me your cock! Hard cock! I need your hard cock!! Make me cum, and CUM, and CUMMMMMM! AAAAAGGGHHH!!" I sucked her clitoris between my lips and stroked her G-spot and Lisa's orgasm exploded!

I shifted position, lifting her legs onto my shoulders and plunging myself deep into her core in a single stroke. I pumped my engorged manhood into her spasming depths again and again. Her bountiful breasts were bouncing wildly until I captured them in my hands. Her orgasms were cascading through her, one following the next, as I filled her with my straining cock.

My cock was driving into Lisa like a piston in a race car engine rapidly approaching the red line. My cock was flying in and out of her spasming pussy. I was reaching my crest! I was exploding! Our world dissolved! Nothing existed except Lisa and me, and we were ONE! Our bodies, minds, and souls were joined. Nothing else mattered; nothing else COULD matter! The world consisted of Lisa and me and our love!

I had poured my entire existence into Lisa's core. I gave her everything I had, everything I was. Then I collapsed against her heaving breasts.

The sea breeze had cooled our perspiration when we became aware of movement nearby. Ron and Sandra were setting our the picnic lunch on the opposite end of the blanket. Lisa and I got up and helped finish preparations.

As we sat eating, Sandra said, "That was quite a show you two put on! Did having an audience stir things up?"

Lisa answered, "Yes. I am a bit of an exhibitionist. It makes me so hot to be showing off my slutty side! So having people watching us having sex is a huge turn on!"

I added, "Lisa is a real estate agent who is very well known in the community. So we have to go quite a ways away from home for any outrageous things. Like the remote control vibrator!"

"Matt bought a vibrator that he could control from his phone. It was an exceptionally powerful vibrator! I wore it the entire hour long drive to a restaurant and bar in another town while the pulses varied up and down inside my pussy!"

I added, "Lisa was wearing a nearly see-through crop-top that showed every jiggle and bounce of her lovely breasts. And the shortest mini-skirt you have ever seen!"

"Yes, the little tail of the vibrator was actually visible below the hem of my skirt when I was standing up. Of course I was not wearing either bra or panties! When I sat down at our table at the bar, I am certain that anyone who looked could see my bare pussy!"

"As we ate dinner I played with the remote control, pushing the power higher and higher, occasionally sending it all the way to 100%!"

"I would nearly double over with the force of those peaks! By the time we were leaving, I was in a frenzy of sexual need. As we walked out and toward the beach, he pushed the power MUCH higher! I had promised him that I would NOT CUM until he did!"

"When we passed the first bush along our way, Lisa pushed me behind it and attacked my belt. I ran the remote power up and up as she sucked on my cock. She was trying to suck it out by the root as the power approached 100%. I blasted my cum into her mouth and she began her climax. She sucked and shook, she sucked and swallowed, and she sucked and spasmed with her powerful orgasms. We were both spent when we finally relaxed. We noticed people walking along the beach only a few feet away!"

Sandra said, "WOW! THAT'S HOT!"

Lisa was on a roll. "Matt suggested as long weekend where we could REALLY stretch the limits."

"That wasn't stretching the limits enough?" asked Ron.

"We went to Las Vegas. I didn't wear panties or bra the whole time! But I wore some outrageous clothes!"

"Now, that's not absolutely accurate!" I said.

"We had gone to a fairly upscale strip club and they asked if I wanted to dance. Well, all I was wearing was a see-through halter top and a micro-mini skirt. I would be naked in no time! So I declined. But the idea resonated with my exhibitionist side, so the next day I bought a TINY red sequined G-string. And when we went back, I danced a set. Afterwards I gave Matt a full contact lap dance, right in the main room, until he creamed his jeans!"

"You really DID THAT???" Sandra exclaimed breathily.

"Of course, that wasn't really the wildest thing we did." I encouraged.

"WILDER THAN THAT?!?!"

"Late one night we went to a full nudity club with live sex acts. The couple on stage were not very good, barely going through the motions. I asked our waitress if they allowed amateurs. She said almost anything would be better than that performance, and she led us back to the manager's office. We signed some papers and we were on next.

"We kissed and caressed. We undressed each other. And we made love, much like what you witnessed earlier. Except, of course, we were on a stage with spotlights in front of a room full of strangers. The crowd loved it, we loved each other, and the manager offered us a job! He offered $10,000/week for nine shows a week! But we declined."

Ron exclaimed, "They were offering you $500,000/year to have sex on stage???"

"Yes. But we have sex because we love each other. It is never transactional. Of course, that would be a young persons game. We have careers. Disrupting our careers, our lives, and possibly our relationship for a 8 or 10 year payout wasn't worth it for us!"

"Any other outrageous things?" asked Sandra.

"Well, we have had sex on just about every single flight that we have taken together." I said.

"How does that work?" Sandra asked.

"I tell Matt that I'm going to the bathroom, and he should be there in a minute or two. I unlock the door and let him in."

"But there's not much room!" said Ron, always practical.

"I will have my panties off, if I was wearing any, and I bend over the sink and he enters from behind."

I add, "Except for that one time when I sat down on the stool and you rode me standing up!"

"You two certainly ARE creative!" said Sandra. I noticed that her skin was flushed, possibly from arousal?

After lunch we all took a swim. Sandra was extremely frisky with Ron. When we walked out of the water, she was leading him to the blanket with her hand firmly gripping his erection. She guided him to lie down on the blanket and she mounted him. Soon she was squealing with her orgasm. She continued to ride Ron's cock until she screamed out her second climax, then she collapsed forward onto his heaving chest.

We watched them as they were joined in intercourse. I held Lisa and played with her breasts. My hard cock slipped between her thighs and slid back and forth between her vaginal lips, but we did not have intercourse, just warm, gentle sexual contact.

Soon it was time to return to the canoe livery and prepared for dinner. We showered and played. I shaved again, then I shaved Lisa's pussy lips. Afterward, I inspected my work very closely with fingers and tongue until she had another massive orgasm. We walked to dinner hand in hand.

Beside each place was a paper listing activities for the following day. Lisa thought that nude yoga sounded like fun. I was happy to do anything that included Lisa and her naked body!

After dinner we walked on the beach with the moon shining on the rolling waves. We were naked, we were hand in hand, we were in love. We made love on the beach. We sat together and enjoyed the gentle breeze. We walked some more and Lisa laughed at the sex fluids dripping down the inside of her thighs.

We went for an intimate swim, then walked naked out of the sea and along the beach. My cock was once again hard and leading the way. We made love again, slowly and gently. Others were also walking along the beach, giving us a discreet distance as they passed. My love for Lisa kept growing and growing.

It was late when we returned to our room. We took a shower together, playing and fondling until we were aroused still again. We dried off and climbed into each other's arms before making love slowly and gently. Then we slept.

Nude yoga was every bit as exciting as I had imagined. Breasts hanging pendously and swinging, lotus positions with pussies gapping wide open. Tits and nipples and pussies all around. I was one of only a few men, but that simply improved the scenery as far as I was concerned. When the class was over, several of the mats were occupied by men and women, and women and women, engaged in various sexual activities. Lisa and I were among those.

We showered and played before heading to lunch. We joined Ron and Sandra at their table. As we ate, Sandra asked, "You said that you are members of the Hedonist Society and that you are recently married. Did you have a standard wedding?"

Lisa replied, "I'm not quite sure what a 'standard' wedding would be for the Society. Our Leader suggested a clothing optional service and we liked the idea. Matt wore a black bow tie and his best man wore a red one, I wore a cream colored veil and my maid of honor wore a blue one pulled back over the head. Our Leader wore a clerical collar.

"She has to be one of the most beautiful women in the world!" Lisa continued. "She had a baby about six months before and she was lactating. She was actually dripping milk from her nipples during the service! Then after we had exchanged vows, large pillows were placed on the floor and everyone was encouraged to share their love in any way they chose while we consummated our wedding vows in the front of the auditorium and in front of all of our guests."

I added, "Since the wedding was clothing optional, we held a more normal reception at our home afterwards. Not all of our friends and family are entirely comfortable with public nudity."

"THAT was some wedding!" exclaimed Ron.

"It sounds absolutely beautiful!" said Sandra.

"We were very happy with it," confirmed Lisa. "I can't imagine life without Matt, or loving anyone more!" I nodded my agreement.

We noticed that the tennis courts were almost never in use, as was true of many other amenities of the resort. We we walking near the office, so we stopped in to ask about that.

"It is true that many of the amenities go largely unused, but they are still necessary for guests as they plan their trip. Once they arrive, they often find other activities to be much more interesting," he said with a knowing smile.

Lisa asked, "Do you put aphrodisiacs in the water or the air?"

"Oh, no! But the environment of nudity and the acceptance of pleasure provides all the stimulus most couples need." We agreed.

We walked hand in hand down to the beach and went for a swim. Like Adam and Eve we walked onto the firm sand and lay down. Lisa rolled on top of me, guiding my manhood into her welcoming body. She rode me slowly and deliberately. Her eyes were fixed on mine as she moved over my body. I could feel her intentionally squeezing me with her vaginal muscles as I slipped in and out of her wet channel.

Her breasts swayed and bounced gently with the movements of her body. Her stare was filled with passion and heat. I could feel her vaginal muscles gripping me on every stroke. I placed my palms on just her nipples, moving them in erotic circles around and around.

Her pussy was gripping my erection spasmodically, then her hips lurched and flailed against me. But she continued to stare into my eyes as her body flexed around my rampant cock!

She rode on and on, spasms rippling through her tight vaginal canal. Mt own passion was reaching unimaginable heights, but I still did not begin my climax.

Lisa's pussy was milking on my cock as her orgasmic contractions ripped through her body again and again. I gripped her nipples between my fingers and tugged and twisted them firmly. She dissolved into a mass of spasms and contractions, losing all control of her muscles.

I rolled her onto her back and began to thrust into her frantically. I had been hanging on the edge of my precipice and NOW I CRASHED OVER THE TOP!! My semen shot deep into Lisa again and again. I had no control over my jerking hips as I poured my semen into her core. I pumped and sprayed myself into her over and over and over again.

I held her, I kissed her. I knew that my life would be meaningless without her. She was my reason for being!

It was a long time before we recovered from the fog of our orgasmic bliss, but remnants would remain forever. Every time we made love, we cemented another piece of ourselves together. In every important way, we were one!

I rolled her on top of me and we continued to lie on the edge of the surf, joined as one and one with nature.

The week continued. We made love, we swam, we made love again. We ate, we made love, we showered and made love. Then we made love again. We made love with wild passion. We made love with gentle caresses. We made love, and made love, and made love again.

The week of naturist bliss finally came to an end. We returned to the entrance and retrieved our clothes from the locker. It was strange to be wearing clothes, it was strange to see Lisa wearing clothes, although I knew that she was wearing only the minimum required for the public. She was wearing neither bra nor panties.

We took the boat back to meet the puddle jumper plane that took us to Miami. We played and then made love in the bathroom on our return flight. We had told our stewardess that we were returning from our honeymoon and she provided us with several mini-bottles of wine and looked the other way at some of our other antics.

We knew that we would return to that island again and again. We talked about having children, and when we got home we practiced the steps necessary to conceive a baby again and again.

If you want to be good at something, you need to practice and practice and practice! With as much as we practiced, we should be nearly perfect for when the time was right!