The Island Trip

*everyone in this story is over the age of 18.

My name is Fred Solomon, I am 30 years old. I am 6'3", dark hair, strong jawline, weigh about 190 pounds. I stay fairly active to avoid the dad body. I am a laid back guy that doesn't get too worked up about much. I have a decently successful job in marketing that gives my wife and I the financial flexibility to travel frequently. We have one child but it took many years to conceive. We don't use birth control as we want more children and if it happens, it happens.

My wife Sarah is 31 years old. She is 5'7" tall and weighs about 125 pounds. She has darker blonde hair. Sarah works hard to maintain a fit body doing Yoga, Pilates, Boxing and swimming which has created a lean, muscular look. She has thin tone arms, muscular legs that flex as she walks, and a thin waist with wide hips. Sarah has 32DD breast's that were made for 2 things, bouncing and breastfeeding. They are perky for being that big and she has these light brown nipples that upturn slightly. She has a large, but tight ass that fills out her clothes marvelously. Her pussy can be described as large lipped but tight looking. Her pussy lips are very prominent and she likes to keep it clean shaven. Sarah spends time in the sun by the pool and it shows by her perfectly tanned body, which is like that one time you toasted your bread to the perfect golden brown.

Sarah is very confident in herself; she does not let any insecurities dissuade her from flaunting her hard work and genetically blessed frame. Sarah knows that both men and women are constantly judging her as she passes by. She is the kind of women you get a glimpse of on the highway and even though you can't see her whole body, you may only have seen her face, toned arms and a little cleavage; but you are desperate to see more. She is the women you will follow on the road to see more or follow around the grocery store to "accidentally" run into her again and again. Although she is aware of this, she rarely pays it any attention.

Sarah is also very laid back like myself; We don't care what anyone else is doing as long as it doesn't impact others in a negative way. Sarah's confidence allows her to be comfortable in whatever she is wearing or not wearing and that same confidence is what draws the eyes of so many. One of my favorite outfits that Sarah will put on is a thin, cotton, sleeveless halter-top that is slightly loose with some flow to it. She wears this top braless and she pairs it with either very short pair of white or denim shorts. Her tan legs contrast perfectly with the shorts; her muscular legs and ass fill them out so well that you just want to bite her. She will also wear a neon colored thong under the white shorts that can periodically tease you when she turns just right. The best part though is the top, it definitely contains her tits, but they are obviously free to do as they wish. It is amazing and you cannot do anything but stair as she walks by and those tits are just swaying slightly back and forth, with a small bounce at the end of each sway. Then when she walks by you are left with the dessert of her tight ass and shapely legs saying, "goodbye, hope you enjoyed". I have witnessed this so many times in the grocery store I can't even count anymore. There are guys that will "accidentally" be in every aisle we are throughout the whole store.

Another of my favorites is when she wears a bikini. Like I said before, Sarah is confident, so a lack of clothing doesn't bother her at all. Sarah always wears a thong bottom, and neons are her favorite colors. Her ass absolutely devours that thong and her v-shaped abs lead perfectly into the low-riding front. Sarah wears a variety of tops, some show a lot of top cleavage, some show a lot of under-boob, and some show a lot of side-boob. Sarah's preferred top though is actually no top at all. Any chance she gets, she will go topless. She is a free spirit and is not bothered by other people's ogling or beliefs about nudity. To be honest, Sarah prefers no clothes at all, but she will use a string bikini to create tan lines only because I tell her I like the look of tan lines. When I see tan lines on a naked women I feel like I am clearly looking at something that isn't supposed to be seen, this area is obviously meant to be covered.

Although Sarah is laid back when it comes to clothing, she isn't about to break any laws or impose nudity upon those that don't want to see it in their area. Sarah takes advantage of going topless at the lake while we are on the boat, at the beaches where topless women are welcome or not minded, and in the backyard by the pool. We have a few friends who also don't mind and will sometime partake in going topless when we are in those areas as well. For that group of friends, there is mutual respect for nudity; none of us mind nudity and we all believe the body is natural. Although the women in the group sometimes go nude, the men don't take part in that, but we all do openly enjoy the views of the women around us. It isn't in a creepy way, but more in an admiring way.

I will be honest, I am a man and seeing these women naked will instantly make the blood rush to my dick every time. It can sometime be difficult to hide, and it is inevitable that others see that pent up desire in my trunks; it has never been mentioned as a big deal though. It has lead to some amazing sex with my wife after the fact though.

THE ISLAND TRIP

Sarah and I decided to go on a trip to the Island of Kauai in Hawaii one spring. We stayed in Princeville on the north shore. Our favorite thing about going to any island or beach is to find a small secluded beach and just spend the entire day laying out, in and out of the water, just relaxing and enjoying the views. On this particular trip, we had found a couple small beaches that required a hike with few people around. One of our favorite beaches was one that required a pretty significant hike through some dense forest and slippery trails but it lead to an absolutely amazing small beach that was tucked into the coast line and crescent shaped. There was only one other group of people on the beach, and it turns out it was a mother in her mid-forties with her son and daughter who were in late teens to early twenties. The brother and sister we later found out were twins. There was something different about this family that Sarah and I could instantly sense.

My wife and I found a spot at the tree line that was at the edge of the tree shadows in the shade, we laid our towels out next to each other, shed our shirt and cover-up and began applying sunscreen to one another. My wife started first by applying sunscreen to my back; while she did this it gave me the opportunity to check out our only neighbors under the cover of some very dark sunglasses I was wearing. The mother, was a thin women that was in great shape. She had golden light brown hair that was a messy wavy and she had a large smile with bright white, perfectly straight teeth. She was about 5'8" tall and had a very dark tan, not the type of tan that looks bad, it just looked liked she had lived her whole life on the beach. She had smaller, but very perky tits. She had a flat stomach with the line down the middle, she obviously took care of her body. Her ass was small as well but it sat high on her hips and it had no sag to it; I was surprised because of her age and having 2 children; once again she must work hard on her body. She was wearing a white tube top with a floral design, it was very snug and it was small; the material was almost like a scrunched up linen look. Her bottoms were a solid pink thong that matched some of the flowers in the top.

My wife started applying sunscreen to my front side so I was faced towards my her now. My wife was wearing a very thin strapped top that was black. It thins straps across the back and it had thin straps right in the middle front, which showed off some middle-boob nicely. She was wearing a thong bottom that was sporty and was a psychedelic multi-color. It fit very tight and was a great choice for the beach because it wouldn't come off in the waves. The same couldn't be said for the top though, it just looked like it was going to come bursting off at any point with the thin straps.

My wife now asks me to sunscreen her backside. I start applying the lotion and as I am doing so I take the opportunity to check out the twin siblings. The girl was tall, probably about 5'10" and she was very athletic built. She looked like she could have maybe been a volleyball player. She had light brown hair with a golden hue, she too was darkly tanned like her mother. She had thin, muscular arms and a strong back. She probably had C-cup tits, they were high on her chest and didn't move at all. She had thick, muscular thighs that made it look like she lifted weights regularly; she had a strong powerful stride. Her ass looked amazing and powerful, like it could smash your head with an easy squeeze; it was high and tight, very muscular. She actually wore what looked like a competitive swimmers one-piece swimsuit. It was dark blue with green straps; there were straps across the back and it was very high waisted. It was very tight, it smashed her tits to her chest, it cut her ass cheeks in half and it created a bulge of her pussy mound because it was pulling up so tightly.

Her brother was very athletic built, he had dirty blonde hair and was wearing very short teal trunks. He was chiseled like an Olympic swimmer. I finished Sarah's back and then moved onto her front. I took the opportunity to stare at her bulging tits a for awhile.

Sarah was hot from the walk so she walked down to the waves to cool off. I sat down on my towel and continued to try and figure out what was different about this family of three. The first thing I noticed was the brother was wearing shorts much shorter than what typical Americans wear. The second thing I began to notice was that the siblings were very handsy with each other; it was more than just like twin love and understanding, it almost seemed like flirting. Finally as I tried to really hone in on what was different about them, I started trying to listen to their conversation for more hints about them. That's when I figured it out. They weren't speaking English, it was French. That explained some of the differences in culture, swimwear and behavior.

Sarah returned from the water and she laid down next to me on her back to dry off. I was hot at this point so I walked down to the water to cool off. While I was in the water; the brother and sister came out and they were frolicking in the water together, still a little more touchy feely with each other than I'm used to between siblings. Eventually they drifted very close to me as they weren't paying attention; once they realized how close they were we all exchanged smiles and I said, "Hi". They both responded with "Hi" but with very strong accents. No surprise that they knew English as well. They introduced themselves as Margue and Paul; I introduced myself to them. They asked if I would like to join them and their mother for a drink, they had hauled down some wine. I said I would enjoy that if I could also have my wife join as well. They agreed and headed back to their spot while I returned to Sarah and told her of our plan to join them for wine. She was open as usual to meet new people so she got up and we walked the 20 yards to meet our new friends.

They introduced themselves to my wife and the mother introduced herself to us as Andrea. They all had thick accents and it was a little challenging communicating back and forth for both parties while we enjoyed the wine from their cooler. Andrea told us that they were on a very long vacation to Kauai from France. Her husband was a very successful businessman in France who sent them away while he was busy with work for a few months. She said they spend almost every day at this beach because it is so secluded and hardly anyone makes the hike. She told Sarah and I that it had been an adjustment being in the U.S. as the culture is different than that of France, particularly the culture on the beaches and clothing. She proceeded to explain that in many parts of Europe, clothing is optional on beaches and no one is offended by the human body. Here though, they quickly learned that is not acceptable on most beaches. We both told Andrea, Margue and Paul that we understood how it can be difficult in the U.S. when you are looking for a beach to not be completely covered at all times. Andrea and the twins displayed huge smiles when they heard this, they felt like someone finally understood their challenge in being away from home. Andrea told us that they love this beach so much because most of the time they can be topless or nude because there is usually no one here to harass them. Sarah asked why they had their clothes on when we arrived and they told us they had heard us coming and redressed quickly. Sarah explained that there was no need for that with us, we had the same feelings as them and we absolutely don't mind any form of nudity. Once again they were ecstatic about that. We finished our wine and as we excused ourselves we reminded them that we don't mind them being as free as they want. We returned to our towels.

As the next five minutes passed, Sarah and I noticed that the family was still dressed I their suits with no change. Sarah said she thought they probably were still a little unsure of us being ok with nudity, I agreed with her. Sarah sat up facing the ocean and quickly untied her top, pulled it off and set it off to the side. Her magnificently large breast's jiggled to a rest on her chest and she continued to soak up the sun. Sarah was right, within a few minutes, Andrea noticed Sarah and she quickly pulled her tube-top up over her head. Her tight top pulled her breast up with it as she pulled it off and they shot back down once the top was off, coming to a rest quickly; she had dark brown nipples. Margue followed suit and pulled her top down to her belly exposing very perky tits with puffy nipples that were almost the same color as her skin from all the sun exposure. We all sat there for some time soaking up the sun. Eventually Sarah got hot and walked down to the waves, her large tits jiggling and bouncing all the way down. I noticed Andrea pulled her bottoms off and rolled on her stomach, while Marge pulled her suit the rest of the way off. Paul didn't even notice, he just continued staring off into the ocean. Sarah returned and told me she had noticed our friends had finally gotten comfortable.

Paul and Margue eventually chased each other down to the water and waded out. Nothing changed about their behavior even though Margue was naked. They were tickling, poking and wrestling each other the whole time. I started to get hot from more than just the sun, so I slowly walked down to the water. Margue and Paul started off about 50 yard away from me in the ocean; I kept a close eye as they both continued their "frolicking". They were dunking each other underwater, they were wrestling each other; I would periodically catch a glimpse of Margue's amazing tits as she would come flying out of the water above her brother. Her nipples were very pointed due to the cold water, or due to her closeness to her hunky brother. The dynamic between the two of them was very intriguing to me. I couldn't stop staring as I was trying to figure out how far they were going to take the naked "frolicking"; I couldn't tell if this was a normal sibling behavior that occurred amongst Europeans or if there was more of a sexual tension brewing between the two of them.

I grew tired and cold so I started my way back to our towels. Luckily my wife and Andrea were on their stomach and faced away because my hard-on was raging by the show I witnessed in the ocean between brother and sister. I laid down on my stomach to try and hide the boner and also to help will it away. It actually didn't take long for my rigid duck to deflate since I was no longer visually stimulated. About 15 minutes later I notice a shadow standing over me and I look up to see Andrea standing over us; she waves and offers us another wine, which she is carrying with her. I take a minute to respond as I admire her fit body standing over me. She has a slight gleam of sweat beading across her entire naked body; she is moist from head to toe. She has a small patch of dark brown hair just above her pussy that is medium length, but her pussy lips and everything around her pussy besides that patch is clean shaven. I am in total awe as I drink her body up with my eyes; luckily Sarah answers before I can and says we would love more wine. Andrea asks if she may sit with us; Sarah and I both flipped over and sat back on our towels to make room at the ends for her. She sat down in front of both of us; she is sitting on her ass, with her knees bent in front of her and her legs slightly apart with her elbows on her knees leaning towards us. She places the wine and cups in-between her legs and begins pouring the drinks. I am obviously staring directly at her pussy, but I take the briefest moment and glance at Sarah who is also staring at her pussy with her mouth slightly parted in disbelief. We don't mind, we are just both surprised at her comfort level with us and sitting that way. The patch of hair above her pussy has little beads of sweat in it; her pussy lips part just slightly to expose a slight pink, moist inner pussy. Her tits hang like a necklace from her chest. Andrea continues to pour our drinks as she proceeds to ask us more about ourselves. Andrea and I are almost too distracted to answer but we eventually pull it together; I continue to struggle with focusing more than Andrea as the conversation goes on.

I do everything I can to focus on the conversation. My wife has now relaxed and becomes more comfortable with the nakedness in front of her and she is in deep conversation with Andrea. I on the other hand, cannot stop admiring every curve and bend of this beautifully tanned and toned woman sitting so open in front of me.

Meanwhile, Margue and Paul both made their way out of the ocean water back to their towels and began drying off. I notice that Margue doesn't shave her pussy hair, but she definitely has been keeping it trimmed very short. Paul seems to have semi-wood while he is drying off, similar to what a man gets when he really has to pee. I was trying to decide if this was because of the action that occurred in the water with his sister or some other reason.

With all of these naked bodies around, which I didn't mind at all, I was starting to get another erection quickly. I had to do something quick or it would be obviously noticeable with Andrea directly in front of me. While I'm trying to think quickly, I see Margue trotting over towards us. Her perky tits are barely bouncing with each stride; I can't help but imagine those tits bouncing in the same way as she is getting fucked. That visual makes my situation even worse. I start to twist and lay on my side; as I do so, I notice Andrea is looking out of the side of her eyes right at my cock. She then makes eye contact with me and give a slight side smirk with raised eyebrows. Sarah continues to talk, which has gotten more animated and louder the more she drinks. Soon, Sarah catches what Andrea is looking at and she follows her gaze to my 3/4 full erection. At about that same time, Margue arrives to greet us. Sarah's mouth opens in disbelief as Margue introduces herself to us. Andrea continues to stare at my cock while Sarah looks up at Margue and then back down at my cock. Now Margue follows Sarah's gaze and see my erect cock. At this point I am feeling very awkward and no one is saying anything.

Finally, Andrea looks to Sarah and says, "you are a lucky women, your husband seems very virile and healthy". The openness of these new found friends is amazing, a little strange but also refreshing.