Thankfully edited by Angel Love
This is the first story I have ever written so bare with me. I just have to tell you about the night my girlfriend and I had...
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For the past few years I have been fantasizing about my girl in a situation I can't control. Yeah, that's right, I'm the boyfriend that gets turned on thinking about other men with my loved one. However, reality is a whole different ball game. It's one thing to think about it, it's another to actually do it!
I fall head over heels every time I look at her; long angelic blonde hair, diamond eyes that glitter like stars, a smile that lights up the world, a tiny size 6 body with creamy fair skin and the most amazing, soft, big 32DD's I've ever seen. She knows I'm crazy about her breasts, crazy about how she uses them, crazy about how much attention they get...she love's it. She is my dream woman.
The respect, admiration, lust and love is all mutual, and our bond will always go unbroken. My honesty tells her my fantasies, and her deviance embellishes them. She spends countless nights whispering scenarios that resemble my fantasies until I explode wherever she tells me to. The whispers paint out exhibitionism, voyeurism, and crazy gang bang pictures.
While my thoughts put her with other men, her thoughts are just of the two of us in an exhibition/voyeurism scenario. However, her eagerness to satisfy mine has given me the indication that a guilty conscience stands in the way of admitting that her deepest thoughts are a mirror of mine. So now that you know a little bit about our funkiness, I want to tell you about a night we had that I'll never ever forget....
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We arrived on Hamilton Island bright and early on a Thursday morning. The long flight had made us very sleepy, not to mention being woken up by a 4am alarm to drive to the airport. We battled our sleepiness with the excitement of our holiday surroundings as we were transferred by bus to our hotel. We barged open the room door with a cumbersome anxiety, dropped our luggage and plunked our bodies on the bed. As I open my eyes, I saw the sweetest face in the world staring into my eyes, waiting for me to wake up.
"Finally you are awake," she said as I felt her hand caress lightly over my stomach.
"You are so beautiful babe, I love you so much," I smiled.
As usual, we said goodbye to our slumber by caressing each other all over. I started massaging the insides of her thighs and she replied by sliding her soft hands down my stomach and under my pants. Just then I heard activity outside and realized that our fatigue had refrained us from taking in our surroundings. After all, we were on a fucking holiday.
Much to her surprise, I pushed her hand away, jumped up and shouted, "We're here baabbyyy!!!"
She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me and planted a big kiss on my mouth as I carried her out onto the balcony. It was beautiful. It overlooked the whole beach. Crystal waves of coolness sliding onto the most fine white sand ever. The room was in the heart of nightlife madness, but it's eyes saw a soothing tide drift in and out under a postcard sunset. It was amazing.
We both were hanging over the balcony rail when I noticed a group of guys in their early 30's walking along the street below us. They too were taking in the surroundings when I heard one of them say to the other, "Check out the tits on that!"
They all indiscreetly looked up at my girl who had unintentionally pushed her breasts together with her shoulders as she bent over the rail, giving her a big deep cleavage. I looked at her and she froze with a big smirk on her face, knowing full well that it'd turn me on to let them look. We only had a fantasy session of that style last night.
They kept walking chuckling and murmuring approvals amongst themselves. Butterflies were fluttering through my body, and her eyes could see right through me. She raised her eyebrows and threw me a look that had a halo and sighed, "Hmmmmm the opportunities."
I didn't understand, but I did. "Wow, where is this coming from?"
"Well you heard those guys, I'm sure there is gonna be plenty of that going on. After all, I do have a huge set of tits on me for such a small girl," she smirked as she grabbed them.
"Babe, be careful, you don't want to have to finish me off!" I grinned.
She started sliding her other hand down my stomach and stopped at my underwear line. "You know what, these can come off and so can your top."
I cut her off,"What, right here on the balcony?"
I was surprised. Most of the time its me pushing the boundaries. "Yup! What, are you scared?" she bickered.
"No, I don't know, well..."
She firmly grabbed my cock through my pants. It was then I discovered she was on a mission. Obviously I was too, cause I was hard as a rock!
"Well someone is not afraid!" she giggled as she groped it more "I love feeling it grow, it gets so big and hard."
I took my singlet off and threw it into the room but stopped there. I suppose I was a little afraid. The street lights made everything so bright. Anyone could clearly see what was going on, but as much as it scared me, it turned me on like crazy.
Her hand reached into my pants and firmly grasped my throbbing hard cock. As I noticed the cheeky expression painted on her face, she pulled it out right there on the balcony. There were people walking by consistently. I wanted to put it back in but I couldn't. As soon as she realized her hand was welcomed with public display, she started stroking. It was on!
"You like it when guys perv at my big tits don't you?" she whispered, "well guess what? I like it too! I want guys to stare. Yeah, I do. Look at all the opportunity. I could have any guy on this island by using these tits!"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She normally says things like that, but this time, she meant it! It was scary but so fucking hot.
"What about that guy there?" she asked as she gestured to a young surfer looking guy with a toned tanned body.
I uncontrollably let out a moan. "Would you let me fuck him? Or what about that guy? I could so let him tit fuck me!"
She gestured to a big toned surfer looking guy again but this one was much older - looked like he was in his late 20s /early 30's. That turned me on most of all, thinking about my innocent 19 year old sweetheart with an older man.
"Or what about both? You'd like to see two guys slam inside me at the same time wouldn't you? One guy can cum in my mouth and the other can cum in my cunt or on my big tits. I'm sure they'd love to play with these!" she said as she squeezed her busting cleavage together.
Her hand pounded harder and I could feel my juices swarming from under. A thought popped into my head. I wanted to know that she wasn't joking, I wanted to know that she would do everything she said.
I stopped her hand and looked at her deep into her diamond eyes fueled with hormones and said, "You can make me cum on one condition."
"What?" she said maintaining that cheeky look.
"You can make me cum, but everything you say to me has to be the truth. I want to know what you really would do. OK?"
She took a deep breathe, battled the fear and replied, "I'll say these things and I'll mean them only if I know that you'll let me do anything I say, no changing minds. OK?"
We both locked eyes together in realization of what we were both saying, passionately kissed and then she went back to jacking me off harder than anything. Her body moved closer so I could feel her breasts pressing up against my arm through her singlet and her head bent into my ear to whisper, "I'll do anything a guy wants me to do."
I freaked but controlled myself. "When we go out, I will wear the lowest cut top you've ever seen, the shortest mini skirt that exists, and the highest high heels that I have. How does that sound. I'm going to act....like....a...."
I stared at her expecting her not to say it. She paused and than continued, "...I'm going to act like a fucking SLUT!"
I felt the rush from beneath and within 3 pumps of my big hard throbbing cock, I shot streams of hot creamy white cum into the air. The more she pumped, the more came out. I let out a gigantic big moan which grabbed the attention of passing vacationers. We looked at each other and laughed at the mess we made. It wasn't even our first night!
I gave her a big hug and said, "All fantasy right?"
She replied, "Nope. This time it's for real. One cock isn't enough for me on my holiday!"
Her big full lips planted a passionate emotional kiss on me before she walked inside leaving me to clean up the messy evidence on the balcony. The next night came, that being Friday night, we were set to party! My girl started getting dressed but pushed me out of the room.
I was so nervous. I'd been dreading sundown all day, fearing what might happen. I just didn't know what to expect. I waited and waited and waited and then heard the door swing open. Good thing the floor was carpet cause my jaw hit it! She came out wearing a grungy little denim miniskirt that barely covered her butt cheek, a funky pair of high heels, and her tits looked massive. Her halter neck bra gave them ample cleavage and the top revealed just as much as the bra. I couldn't stop staring at them, then it dawned on me. This is what guys will be looking at all night! My stomach rumbled and I got a little shaky.
"Well, how do I look?" she asked bubbling with excitement as if dressed normally. I froze.
"Well?"