My wife and I have been married for eleven years now, it has not been without a good deal of effort and trials. One thing that has always remained good is the quality of our sex life together. We may not have sex as often as I would like, but when we do itâs usually very good. Maybe itâs because we donât get together too often is why it stays good, we both are hungry for it when we finally get together. During those rare opportunities when we vacationed alone or even just stayed at a motel for a weekend, our sex lives would improve dramatically. From what friends tell me this is pretty common. Maybe itâs the lack of distractions and the resultant focusing on each other, but when we are away together Paula almost becomes another woman; initiating sex several times a day.
During the early part of our relationship, sex was frequent and satisfying. We dated about a month before Paula finally let me into her pants and from then on sex was a pretty regular part of our relationship. If memory serves me correctly, we rarely went more than a few days without some form of activity, either intercourse or oral sex. During our early years together we both enjoyed the excitement of having sex outdoors or in the car, or watching X-rated movies, but for the last few years Paula has been less receptive to this kind of thing, which makes this incident that much more unusual. Paula has always been very uninhibited in her lovemaking, engaging in vaginal and anal intercourse as well oral sex and the occasional hand job. She even has initiated tit-fucking with the resultant ejaculation spraying over her face and chin which was pretty mind-blowing for me. Something like youâd see in a porno flick.
So two summers ago my job offered a weekend getaway in the Pocono mountains in Pennsylvania for select employees and their wives as part of thanks for productivity improvements. I think about a dozen co-workers and their wives went and while I knew all the co-workers, I was only close with four of them. Their wives I knew from a few other get-togethers, but not well. We all arrived Friday afternoon and checked in. The whole place was really set up as a honeymoon resort with each room having heart shaped Jacuzzi tubs and circular king sized beds with mirrors all around. I thought we would get settled and then check out all the swimming pools, hiking trails, water sports and game rooms, but Paulaâs first idea was to get naked and into the tub! Getting clean was just her first objective, getting fucked was her second. Like I said before, getting away alone together tends to do this to her, so I didnât object. We later explored the rest of the facility and at dinner met my co-workers and their wives. Everyone was in fine spirits, partly because of the drinks we all had, partly because of the relaxed and pretty facility but I had a sneaking suspicion that a lot of smiles were the results of afternoon delight.
Friday night and all day Saturday our five couples enjoyed the amenities of the resort and each other, and I think we all got to know each other better. Paula and I were together sexually morning, noon and night and half the time I was thinking about moving here permanently. I only worried that if I did, my member would wear out from overuse.
The truly interesting thing happened Saturday night. We had all planned to go out to the nightclub, but for some reason it was closed, so we decided to get together at Bob and Dianeâs suite. Since they were repeat customers of the resort and paid extra, they got a very large and elaborate suite with their own indoor pool and a Jacuzzi shaped like a gigantic champagne glass. As usual the drinks were flowing and Paula seemed to be downing more than she usually does, but I wasnât objecting. She can be even sexier when sheâs had a few. Diane showed us all around the dramatic suite and we all lounged around the pool. All five couples seemed to be getting a bit âdaringâ with the situation. I donât know if it was the booze, or the fact that we were all in bathing suits or what. First we played some silly game of chase in the pool, but it was hard to advance the game into something sexier without being obvious. Next we took turns posing for photos in the giant Jacuzzi. Some of the guys pulled down their bathing suites allowing their bare butts to show through the glass. This brought forth a lot of cheering from the girls with encouragement to go further, but again nobody seemed willing to take the next step. When the girls all posed in the glass next we men were trying to get them to show something. Joyce pressed her large breasts against the glass and I think she would have pulled down her top with only a little more encouragement. Nobody pressed her further, I guess we didnât want to piss off her husband Larry.
So there we were, everyone rather revved up, but nobody ready to take the next step until Paula accidentally did. Diane had recently had a birthday and one of the presents Bob had given here at the resort had been a copy of âPlaygirlâ magazine. Just as a gag or maybe to turn her on I guess, but she shared it with all the other girls and they âoohed and aaahedâ appropriately. They showed it to the guys and kind of ragged on use about the modelsâ perfect physiques. When they got to the centerfold they started talking about the guyâs cock. It seemed they agreed that no man in our town had equipment as big as that in the photo. Paula looked it over and in what turned out to be a critically bad move said, âSeanâs is that big.â There was a collective silence that lasted about 5 seconds where I think she realized what she said, then the women all together started talking, first questioning her, then me, then their husbands and finally wanting to see proof. Now first I have to tell you, Iâm no porno star. Iâm not hung all that exceptionally. Iâve not really gone comparison shopping in the menâs shower and the girlfriends that Iâve had have never really exclaimed that Iâm gigantic. Of course Iâve never had any complaints either, and from what I have seen in the shower, I havenât been shortchanged. Iâm about 7â long and about as big around as a flashlight. The model in the centerfold did seem to be about the same size, so while Paula wasnât lying, this wasnât what she had intended.
Being as tipsy and revved-up as they were, the girls werenât going to give up on this easily, demanding proof of Paulaâs chaim. I blushed Iâm sure and I know that Paula did, as I thought of some easy way out of this. I told the girls that I didnât think that their husbands would approve of them checking out another guyâs equipment, but that backfired when my co-workers voiced no objection as long as their wives brought all their loving home to them. Then I figured the best way to diffuse this was to fight fire with fire so to speak, so I told the girls I would show them the "goods" under two conditions: One was that since Paula got me into this mess, and since the women would want to see me fully erect, that she would have to ensure this using whatever means necessary, including her mouth. The other women fully agreed with this and Paulaâs objections were promptly quelled. The second condition was that since they wanted to see me naked, anyone wanting a view would also have to be naked. I figured this would stop this train of thought in itâs tracks, and it almost did when the women all expressed a lot of objections. âDisagree all you like â, I told them, âbut those are my conditions.â The four other women huddled together talking quietly while I looked at Paula shaking her head in disbelief. There seemed to be some disagreement between them, when finally Joyce and Diane walked up and said âYouâre on.â Shit!