This Hot Wife Series is designed to be fantasy. Not to say we won't try to act them out. So, here goes.
I'm Hugh and my wife is Diane. Your average late 30s couple with young kids. A few years ago we decided to try a local swing club. It was the first time we had done anything so bold with each other. Not even strip clubs. Well, turns out it was kind of fun and totally erotic. But, that's a story (or stories) for a different time. This story begins a couple years after our first experience with the lifestyle. If you know me, then you know what turns me on. My wife. So, long as she is completely in ecstasy, then so am I. I'm visual, to watch her suck cock while I fuck her is beyond amazing for me.
She is more demure about her fantasies. She tells me that whatever turns me on, does it for her. She says she likes watching me turned on. What got us on this path were a couple of stories she shared when she was single. The first one, she joined one of her friends and the friend's boyfriend. Just sucking and licking and kissing at first. He did end up fucking the girl that is now my wife. Those two are now married. And another one where she had sex with a boyfriend of hers while his buddy jacked off in the corner. The buddy wanted to help, but she said no.
About my Diane. She is by far the hottest woman I have ever met. 5'9", slim. Legs that climb to the sky. Nice D cup breasts with nipples that cover about half her gorgeous tits. They are like large erasers when they stand at attention, too. Blue eyes, I mean clear blue. Hot, this is a HOT woman. Men and women alike want to fuck this hot MILF when we go out. Now, she is very visual, too. She'll watch other things and get so hot by them that she looses control just watching them. About me, well, I'm a man so who cares. Six foot, dollar bill cock. Take a dollar and that's how long. Wrap the dollar around so the sides barely touch and that's how thick.
Like I said we have 3 kids. Getting time to ourselves is nearly impossible. So, we try to take adult vacations every year. By adult, I mean vanilla vacations with our good friends that also have small kids. These friends are straight laced (as far as we know). And as far as they know we are too. Now, the 4 of us get along great. We all love an all-inclusive resort where we don't need to pay extra for ANYTHING. Well, we found one in Puerto Vallarta, and booked it for 8 days starting just after the 4th of July. The two months leading up to it were filled with anticipation of drinking and relaxing. That's how I got the idea for this series. Now, we'll start our story.
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So we get to LAX ready for our vacation all giddy, the four of us. Fairly uneventful other than me whispering into Diane's ear about what a great time we're going to have. She kind of looks at the devilish grin and wonders if she's thinking about the same great time. Doubtful. Plane, fly, arrive, car ride.
During the car ride, I'm making snide comments about nothing in particular, but Diane thinks I'm funny and that's one of the reasons I married her. There are 2 other couples in our "bus" that are going to our resort. The other couples know each other as well; they are younger than us, about mid- to late- twenties. The guys couldn't be more different. Pete was tall, about 6'2" blond and pretty strong from what we could tell. Michael, though, had jet-black hair, kind of slicked back green eyes and not as built up as Pete. Our girls enjoyed looking at them, I'll tell you. Their wives were hot, though. Cut from similar molds, they each had that blonde hair with dark streaks, no roots showing. Kerry, Pete's wife was about 5'5" with, I could only guess, D cup breasts. She had changed into a sarong on the plane and her legs were very well worked out. Both their wives wore sunglasses, so we couldn't tell their eye colors. The other wife, Lainy, was a little smaller 5'3", with nicely proportioned B cup breasts. But, her calves were cut, you could almost lick them they were so nice. I'm a leg guy, so these were magical.
Anyway, I digress. Too much detail on the car ride. BUT, at a couple points, I leaned into Diane and whispered, "I bet Pete has a huge cock. That fucker would stretch you something terrible. You wouldn't want to fuck him. Would you?" Then she'd proceed to give me that "NOT IN PUBLIC" look. She is so magnificent. I love to fondle and try to give everyone a sneak peak every so often, but she will have none of it. No PDAs. So, again, I tried to get her excited beyond all control. I could tell I was getting to her, because she kept shifting in her seat on the ride. We said our goodbyes at the end of the ride and went to check-in.
After wondering to our rooms, we unpacked and quickly got into our suits to head for the pool bar. It was about 4pm when we arrived and I didn't want the free alcohol to go to waste since we paid for the whole day. We got down to the pool and Diane ordered a 7 & 7. Oh Man, that drink makes her horny. Vodka, though, makes her "nasty". Her words, not mine. After our second drinks, we were making plans to go change and meet back up with our friends for dinner. So, we took one to go. I didn't really have a chance to ask D how she felt about the car ride before we got to the pool. Once in the room, I started in. "So, That Pete kept looking at your hot little nipples showing through your shirt. Did you notice?"
"Well, if you hadn't kept on about him having a big dick, he wouldn't have had the chance." She said.
"Oh, so you did notice? I saw you licking your lips that one time he peaked over. You want to fuck him don't you?"
She looks at me, kind of smirks and says, "Tell me you didn't think Kerry was hot? I might want to fuck both of them."
"WHAT?!?!? You never talk like this; I'm getting hot... Yeah, they were hot, but what about their friends? I thought Lainy was the hottest of the two. God, you're making me so hot."
"Really, well yeah, I thought Lainy was hotter, but Kerry aint no chopped liver. Anyway we're here with our friends, there is NO WAY they are going to find out that we 'dabble', so that is enough, Hugh. Do you hear me?"
"Right, but what am I going to do with this hard on you've given me?" I said, complaining furiously.
"Hold onto it until after dinner. You shall be rewarded for your patience." She said, promising.
So, upset as I was, I got ready. We went to the Asian themed restaurant, which was more of a low-light affair. I had some more drinks, and D had 2 more 7 & 7s. I knew by now she was well on her way to horny city. Now, I should mention, this isn't an adult resort, nor couples only. There were plenty of kids, single men and single women. But, for the most part, everyone kind of settled into their own spaces. After dinner, we decided to hang out by the bar on the beach. They were playing disco and Diane loves to dance. So, my buddy, Joe (we call him "Crush", though I don't know why), and I stayed at the bar while the girls danced and sometimes came back for air (and a drink). Well on one of the trips back I see Diane look over at the other end of the bar away from us. She's kind of walking sideways she's staring so hard.
Believe it. At the end of the bar there are two guys; only two guys. One guy is Black and I'd guess 6'4", shaved head, good looking if I had to judge. The other guy is Hispanic, Cuban looking with the shirt, and the whole nine. Now, Diane loves both types. So, I'm like looking at her looking at these guys and then she looks back like "What?!?". I look at her like "What are you doing?" See you should know at this point we have only played with couples, so I can have fun while she is having fun, a kind of tit-for-tat thing. So, single guys (although it has been a fantasy of mine to have her gang-banged) are off limits. So, she kind of cuddles up on me and grazes her hand against my cock. Well, my buddy kind of sees this exchange. So, he laughs as he sucks down the rest of his beer. The girls go back to the dance floor (in the sand), but as they do, they walk around the other end of the bar. And that's when I saw the guys check our girls out. Now, Cruch didn't see, but I did. Then the guys started getting really animated about the girls. Talking to each other and laughing, then looking away, talking some more, then laughing. You know the deal.
After another song, these guys get up and head toward our girls. They kind of dance by them in the sand and nothing is really happening. They lean in to talk to the girls and the girls point our way. We wave, they wave, the girls wave. Crush and I kind of look at each other and toast our drinks before taking another drink. "No biggie, just means I don't have to dance now." I tell him.
After a couple more songs, they all head toward us. The girls introduce us. Their names are Carlos and would you believe Carlos. They are buddies from college and they usually try to vacation together because they are still single. Most of their college buddies have gotten married, or they've lost touch. They thank us for letting them dance with our beautiful women and head back to their side of the bar. At this point Diane whispers in my ear that the Black Carlos was rubbing her pretty close while they were dancing and she could feel his cock on her belly and back, depending on how they danced. She was pretty sure Misty, Crush's wife, got a similar treatment from Cuban Carlos.
She proceeds with, "It was hanging down and it was at least 9 inches. Semi-erect. I don't know about Pete, but, THAT guy has a monster, I promise you."
