Know us better than we know us, before we get into our honeymoon personals.
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We were on our double digit honeymoon. But this honeymoon is special, because we finally made it - decided to stay together for lifelong & want to make it memorable.
We were dating before we got married & had multiple vacations together - the actual honeymoons. However, going to secluded places didn't make any sense now. All the fun is in being present in a socially fueled erotic adventure.
My wife is all excited about our first trip as a married couple. But, wait - there's more to know here before knowing the secrets of our honeymoon.
Having well balanced hormonal secretions, fitness & diet made her look physically proportionate. Where as I'm stressed, over - thinking, eating, drinking, smoking & low on testosterone. How much ever cum is filling my balls, everyday it is going out in drain because of heavy masturbation. In total - I'm out of shape.
If my wife & I are posing together, there is a high contrast of physical appearance. She's a travel influencer with a huge fan base for her physique.
And I'm a rich dude always traveling with my socially cool wife while my employees are making money for me in the glass offices far away - so naturally we're the clichéd couple on your Instagram feed.
Once we were in a resort & I took a picture of my wife facing the golden hour sunlight drifting through her semi transparent top. That night I posted the picture on Instagram & comment section exploded with these phrases:
"They're big, show more"
"Send your wife for a fun trip?"
"Two Big Melons GIF"
"Guess the size, I say 36D" (55 replies)
"So firm & tight, shameless bitch remove the top"
"Husband must be cuck"
"Breeding material"
"If I were her husband, I will not waste time taking pictures"
There's enough content in comment section revealing the online lust. But the pic has got lot of likes & comments that there is a considerable increase in "lustful" follower base.
A simple pic of a good looking woman in sheer top with lot of Insta traction? - Sometimes what's inside that sheer cloth make matters I believe.
My wife was first disgusted by the vulgarity in expression of lust in comments. But, next night's sex was very wet for both of us.
I recited these lines while having sex: "Big boobs huh", "I'm so lucky".
"Can you put those 36D melons in my mouth"
She slapped me, I thought that's the end of sex but she leaned forward and kissed me hard then put her left B in my mouth & started rubbing space between her thighs on the bulge between my legs.
We both know what's happening there. A silent enjoyment of a desire that's unspoken. We looked into each other's eyes in the dim light of that night - she slowly moved a little, adjusted her legs on both sides of me & my bulge slowly entered into her wetness - it's so hot down there & she started riding slowly & I looked at her upper body. Her B's are firm & upright, bouncing. I said "breeding material". She slapped me hard.
That was our moment of wetness, we both know we want more of it & open minded enough to do the next right thing so we could have this kind of night again & again.
We found our key to coming with satisfaction.
Next,
We did a bikini video while she's swimming in a Maldives pool. Posted online & had 5 rounds of sex that night.
Then,
Lingerie shoot for a budding brand at a Bali resort. Posted online & got bonus 5 + 4 rounds of sex just few hours after posting.
She is satisfied with me in ways I didn't understand fully.
I'm not. I need a little more of something I don't know yet.
Something opened up in me where I started getting more turned on by the world's reaction to my wife's free spirit. I'm happy but stressed naturally to find answers.
I started accepting the fact that I'm less worthy than her & merely lucky to be closer to her, where many guys & a few women are outwardly lusting after her.
I'm her voyeur. The luckiest one. I started worshipping her more.
So I decided to ask her "What's turning you on in all of this recent developments".
But I didn't, this is better left unspoken & expressed solely in the actions.
My choice of shopping for her shifted from expensive brands to cheap clothes that are made for her beauty. I want us to look like couple who's trying to be hungry for attention.
Broad necks, V necks with a little cleavage, yoga pants which defines the ass crack, denim shorts, thin strap bralettes, halter necks, bikinis, neon bras, nipple covers, boob tapes, mini skirts, above knee frocks, bright color panties.
I asked her to shop clothes form me. She got linen shorts & sleeveless loose gym vests. It felt like an old dad bod look with young hot wife just making enough to survive & for attention.
In resorts, my wife used to hug my hands while walking - only when she wears a deep neck top.
Her eyes lock with the people walking past. Both of us found that people looked more at her cleavage rubbing against my arms & then her face, back to the big sweaty boobs brushing against my fat biceps.
I never understood why she did that but my dick did & responded with a bulge.
I'm her toy in this slow erotic game. I liked being her prop. I started responding favorably to her moves.
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One night I hid all her bras. We are running late for a Caribbean supper party. She looked at me. I didn't respond. She went inside the bedroom & came out in a military green vest made of elastane & a camouflage pant with boots.
I stood up from my signature lazy sitting position, my dick too. She came close & gave me a kiss on my forehead. I put hand around her waist & looked down.
Frequent jerking off made my dick ooze cum easily & constantly.
I saw her cleavage & there is a wet spot on my grey linen shorts, she jerked me off in the washroom. I looked at her B bouncing & nipples hard while her hand moved up & down my dick. I came hard. She tried to remove her pants but I put a hand on hers like I was stopping.
I want her to be turned on that night at dinner party. Let the fire burn.
But she dropped the pants anyways, removed her panty. Then pulled the pants up. What a move.
I smelled wet dot on her bright panty. She asked me to lick it. I did. We shared a wet kiss.
That place is made of yellow grass, next to the beach. Walls are of knee length made of bamboo logs. Could see the waves disappear into darkness.
Hosts are fellow influencer couple - launching a cosmetic brand. We could spot people we only saw online.
We hugged the hosts, at that very moment I got an idea. I want to spend the night capturing pictures of the party, leaving my then girlfriend to socializing.
I started clicking pictures of my girlfriend hugging people. While her B unintentionally brushing off of a stranger. That gentil compression.
I'm hard. After couple of pictures, I rushed to the washroom to jerk off looking at the pics. I could hear sudden burst of music.
When I came out I saw lights gone disco - In the darkness I moved to find her.
Suddenly someone hugged me from behind.
The touch is feminine. I felt a pant zip brushing against my ass. The hug from behind has become tight, a dominating one, slowly her hand moved inside my pants & took my dick out. It's her.
