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My Exhibitionist Wife Ch 01 1

My Exhibitionist Wife Ch 01 1

by scorpio08
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I'm a lucky guy. I married an attractive women who truly believes in the saying; If you got it - flaunt it! Boy, does she like to flaunt her attributes. Attributes like natural C cup tits, a nice round ass and shapely legs. Her long dark brown wavy hair, clear hazel eyes, and neatly trimmed landing strip, all on a 5'5" frame, completes the picture of a picture perfect lady.

Our little adventures always lead to incredible sex. So incredible, that we never need to discuss going to swing clubs or swapping spouses.

One August found us on Florida's Gulf Coast. No one in their right mind vacations in Florida during August, but it's the only time we can vacation together. Plus, rental property that time of year is extremely affordable. Hazy, hot, and humid days chase the owners of these homes to cooler climates.

The houses for rent on our side of the street had covered patios, which open to screened-in pools. The houses for rent on the other side of the street had walking paths to the beach. Less than an eighth of a mile from us, was the public access to the same beach, so we opted for a house with a pool.

We were here for a week, so we wanted to cram as much in as possible. I brought my golf clubs and was willing to submit to the tropical weather to get in a round or two. My wife brought some revealing clothes, and was willing to submit to stares, when she was out and about.

"I'm going over to Pelican Links, around 10:00 this morning," I announced. "Would you like to come with me and I'll rent a covered golf cart?"

"Sure, but if it gets too hot can we leave and hit either the beach or the pool?" my wife responded.

"Sounds like a plan. Dress comfortably, we'll be leaving shortly."

My wife decided to wear a pair of white hot pants, that showed a tiny bit of her ass cheeks, and a thin white v-neck t-shirt. The top was tight enough to showcase the shape of her breasts, but loose enough to display a little of her magnificent cleavage, especially when she bent forward. I had on a golf shirt and shorts.

We walked into the small club house/bar and heard Rock music playing to no one but the older fellow, who ran the place. His eyes zeroed in on my wife and he stared at her as if she was about to steal him blind. Knowing full well she was being ogled, she started the tease.

"How much are these?" she asked, as she bent over in front of him, letting her shorts ride a little higher. More of her ass cheeks came into view. That was followed by the gentle swaying of her butt to a Pink Floyd song.

I placed a twenty dollar bill on the bar top for nine holes of golf and a cart. I got back a ten and two fives! The old guy was distracted. My wife was now bending over adjusting the laces on her sneakers. The down blouse that we both got was nothing short of spectacular.

"Keep your beer cold," my wife said. "We'll be back."

"I would hope so, and I'm counting on it," was his response.

It was miserably hot, so much so, that we were the only two people on the course. If this course had a maintenance crew, they were nowhere to be seen. We had the place to ourselves.

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I hooked a ball into a wooded area along the left side of the fourth fairway. By the looks of the grass that was matted down along the tree line, plenty of other golfers had done the same thing. I walked about thirty feet into the trees and spotted my ball. I picked it up, turned to walk back to the cart, and saw my wife standing topless just inside the tree line. She had removed both her shirt and shorts. The front of her small white thong was stuck to her vagina, damp with sweat.

"Are you so hot, that you can't wear clothes?" I asked.

"I am hot, sweaty, and thirsty, but I've got a deal for you. I make you cum, right here - right now, and we go back to the club house for a cold beer. Plus, I get to show off a little more. What do you say? I'm up for giving you a BJ!"

As I stepped out of my shorts and underwear, I said, "Deal. Now bring your lips over here and work your magic."

She grabbed my hardening dick, coated the head with saliva, and sucked me like there was no tomorrow. The wet slurping sound she was making, as she attacked my dick, was the only sound that could be heard. The more she sucked, the faster her hand moved over my shaft. In no time at all, I stiffened. She pulled my dick from her mouth, and held on to me tightly. Finally, she pulled on me a few more times. With a loud grunt, I shot rope after rope of spunk onto the grass around us. When there was nothing left in me, she popped me back in her mouth. She drank the last of my cum, licked my shaft from top to bottom, squeezed my balls, and said, "Let's go grab that beer. I'm still thirsty, and need to wash your cum out of my mouth."

We drove back to the club house; she topless, me bottomless. Before crossing the parking lot, that had only our car in it, we put our clothes back on. My wife struggled with her top because her skin was so wet with sweat. She finally got it on and it immediately began absorbing moister. She looked like she caught the over spray standing too close to a wet t-shirt contest. One of her nipples, was clearly visible. I asked her about her bra, and she told me she hung it on a tree! We both laughed at the thought that someone would walk out of the trees with both a golf ball and a bra!

We entered the club house together. The combination of being aroused, plus the cold temperature of the air-conditioned room had an unbelievable effect on my wife. Her nipples looked like they were about to explode beneath the thin material of her damp shirt. Her tits moved in unison, from side to side. Both of us guys, once again, stared at her in disbelief.

Our new friend couldn't take his eyes off of my wife.

I ordered a couple of beers, and while I sat at the bar, Mary walked around sipping her beer. Her perfectly natural tits bounced and swayed with each step. When she wasn't walking around, she was moving to the music, her ass wiggling and giggling under her shorts.

I said to the old guy, who was taking all of this in, "What do I owe you for the beers?"

"Beers on me, mister. It's the least I can do. I appreciate you not getting mad at me, because I've been staring at your wife. She is a beautiful, sexy lady. Hell, I may even do something that I haven't done in years, go home tonight and beat-my-meat thinking about her."

Mary placed her empty beer bottle on the bar, and said, "You haven't seen enough of me to get a good stroke going." She lifted her sweaty t-shirt over her head and tossed it to me. She was now standing in front of us, topless. With her hips gyrating to a Doobie Brother's song, she lifted her arms over her head and removed the band that kept her hair in a pony-tail. Her tits actually looked bigger when she did this. She shook her hair out creating a wild lion's mane look. Mary never lost eye contact with the old guy. She put on quite a performance. I was constantly readjusting my dick, as it kept growing in my shorts. When she wasn't pulling on her nipples, she was tweaking them. She alternated sucking each nipple. She played with her amazing tits, and kept squeezing them together. She ran her fingers through her hair and rubbed the front of her shorts, both inside and outside the material. She was really in a zone.

"Why wait for tonight to jerk off?" she asked, in a sulky sexy tone. "Pull your cock out now and I'll really give you something to see."

As the old guy stood up and dropped his pants to the floor, Mary faced away from us, and wiggled out of her shorts. My wife was now dancing in front of us wearing just her tiny white thong. She worked her way to the bar and tossed me her shorts. Her beautiful tits and perfectly round ass were bouncing to an AC/DC rocking tune. She worked her way to the side of the bar. Watching the guy jerking off, and said, "There you go, but I think you need a little more incentive." She slipped off her thong, balled it up, and tossed it to him.

The old guy grabbed her underwear and placed it under his nose. His hand was moving a lot faster now. As he was staring at my naked wife, sniffing her undies, and working himself to a climax, she continued her dancing in front of the two of us, stark naked. She alternate slapping the cheeks of her ass and tussling her wild hair. She danced close to the bar. and reached for her shorts. The last thing the old guy saw before he came was my wife slowly bending over to put her shorts on. We could both see her wet pussy peeking under her ass cheeks.

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As she danced her way to the door, I unlocked and started the car with my remote. She turned around and blew him a kiss. Her final words were, "Maybe next time, I'll grab your fat cock and do that for you."

I got half way to the door, when I heard the old guy say, "You are one lucky bastard." The next thing I heard was, "Oh, Shit! What a fucking mess!"

Mary was in the passenger's seat with a finger buried in her pussy. "That was over-the-fucking-top. I'm pretty sure I can't wait for tonight to come - to cum," she said with a chuckle.

"No shit. Who knows if that guy ever saw anything like that before. Hell, who knows the last time he's unloaded like that."

"Did he finally cum?"

"Yup. I don't know if he came in your undies, on himself, or all over the back of the bar. But, he certainly came. I heard him."

Mary looked at me and said, "Let me get this straight, you came from me blowing you in the woods, and he came from watching me strip and dance. I do all the work, and haven't had an orgasm. What's wrong with this picture?"

"Pick your place," I said. "Front seat, back seat, behind the car, in the golf cart, wait 'till we get to the pool? I probably won't cum as forceful as a little while ago, but I can't possible get any harder. Where would you like to cum?"

"Open the SUV trunk door. Fuck me hard. It won't take me long to cum" she said as her breathing increased.

We left our clothes on the front seat and met behind the car. For the first time today the hazy, hot, and humid weather didn't bother us. Mary placed her hands on the carpet in the way back area and offered me her backside. I stood behind her and coated my hand with her wetness. After rubbing my stiff dick with her juices, I slowly ran my dick along her wet gash.

"For Christ-sakes, stop wasting time, and fuck me," she pleaded.

I drove my hard dick into her. My balls slapped her ass. I quickly found a rhythm. She immediately started to yell, "Faster, faster, faster, I'm going to explode." Her ass started to buck up and down, her legs began to quiver, and she coated my dick with her juices. "DAMN," was all she said. As I pulled out of her, long strands of pre-cum connected us. Sweat was pouring off of me and my dick started to jump. I turned away from the car, and without touching myself, I came in the parking lot. Mary looked at me and said, "Holy Shit, that was erotic. Then again, this entire day has been erotic. Let's hit the pool and later, go to the beach for a proper fuck!"

Mary stayed naked on the drive back to the house. As we pulled into the garage, she asked, "Could we ever top that?"

"I don't know. Time will tell, but I do think it was the best little adventure we've had to date, and we've had some awesome experiences. If I had to rate today, this has to be number one."

Little did we know that later in the week, we would have a new number one!

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