A couple of years ago Rory and his wife Thora, booked a holiday in the south of France, a beachside holiday village.
They had taken early retirement, so being in early 50's had decided to enjoy all future holidays to the full and to go to new places with adventures, but on this holiday neither of them had any idea was what to come.
Thora is, in my eyes, still a stunner. Only 5' 2", with short brown hair, a full but trim figure, plenty of curves, no sharp edges, making those points of skin on skin contact areas all that more welcoming. She had a lovely pair of firm round boobs, a delectable size 36C, large pert nipples, even when not aroused. Meaning when not wearing a bra folks would notice her, a turn on for her husband and I guess her too. All Finished off with a beautifully shaven pussy, so smooth and compact, yet so moist.
Although they had been married around 20 years and into those senior years there was still a great sex life, enjoying a good romp several times a week, complimented by a bedside drawer full of toys to further the enjoyment.
The weather in the South of France, as expected, was hot and there was blue skies every day, with the pair of them enjoying the resort's beautiful private beach. There was a quiet beach bar and cafe, loungers to relax on and most appealing of all were the fresh water showers along the beach to rinse off the sand and salt.
The relaxing days entailed reading books, sipping a cool beer and enjoying the cool Mediterranean waters with a lovely meal, either going out to a restaurant or having their own BBQ to finish off the day.
Well, to be honest, the beach time very often consisted of them covering each other in sun lotion, normally starting off as a non-erotic procedure, but sometimes it turned into ' this is fun, let them watch' game of seeing who could touch the other without giggling, and then lie back to enjoy the sun and people watch.
Thora has never been one to cover-up on a beach, in fact, at home with a very private garden, she'd spend any sunny days naked, so by the time holiday's came round there weren't too many 'white bits', and any opportunity on the beach to strip off she'd take it.
She'd let him cream her back and then lie down on her back, exposing her boobs and get him to gently cream them too, to make sure they didn't get burnt, usually with Rory giving them a very discrete tweak of the nipples or even slide a finger inside the leg of her bikini bottoms, and just happen to stroke her pussy lips.
She'd always say ' save it for later ', and somehow when turning over, manage to flick the head of his manhood, causing it to jump whilst she threw a cheeky smile as his cock grew and its head caused the swimtrunks to bulge.
And then it was lie back and watch the action. There would be the big, fat, elderly Eastern European chaps smoking their cigars whilst their young virile trophy wives walked behind them, with their long slender legs, bikini bottoms with thongs pressed up between their pert ass cheeks, and always without exception, their stunning natural sunkissed breasts and the most amazing array of pert, brown nipples.
"Down boy, look but don't touch, " Thora would say, watching a resting manhood rise with the passing interest.
There was the various shapes and sizes of bottoms and breast of the many brave nudists, who if it was a man, would have a huge swaying cock, IT was always suntanned and managed to awaken the sleeping women on the loungers with it wafting around.
Or if a nudist lady, any where from the nubile young lady's to the sexy and none too sexy grannys' who all somehow managed to strut on the sand, their hands on hips, breasts swaying, nipples hard as walnuts and most of them with a beautifully shaven pussy.
Even Thora noticed them, and with a smile and lick of her lips appreciated what she saw, and always with a comment about how did they compare to her, with a retort saying "it'll be yours I'm licking tonight! "
As a couple they'd always do plenty of swimming, both for exercise or to cool off, followed by a lovely beach side fresh water shower, in view of the whole beach, so you'd have to be careful what you washed and how you did it.
Watching the ladies have a boob wash was always pleasant, and to be honest Rory would watch 20-30 of them an hour, always resulting in a stiff cock, and by the end of watching this bevy of beauties have a cock that was always dripping pre-cum, which would result in another swim to cool down and clean up.
Anyway, as was the norm, everyday this holiday they returned to the cabin after an exhausting day on the beach doing nothing and had a post meal hot shower followed by an application of aftersun creams, which usually stimulated our sex hormones.
More often than not it was hot steamy oily sex. Hot suntanned bodies pumping, grinding, licking and sucking sex. And as always it finished with an explosion of a rampant exchange of body fluids, then a relaxing post-coital beer. Before another shower and the evening meal.
Only this night, the 6th night of the holiday, it turned into something different. The day hadn't been any different, or at least he hadn't realised it had, but something had happened during the day that was to change sex forever, from that day right up to today, some 15 years later.
It all started after the evening shower...... Rory let Thora have first dibs, and after she returned to the bedroom she could apply her creams, as you lady's do, whilst he showered, removed the sand and finally manscaping those areas, ready for the bonk.. You can't beat a smooth pubic skin area for a fuck, as everyone knows.
