This honeymoon was starting to get boring. What was worse, it was my fault. What the fuck was I thinking? How could I promise Neil that I'd be good for three whole weeks!
I love Neil dearly and he has a gorgeous eight-inch cock that I simply adore. For me though, it's not all about the size. Don't get me wrong, if Neil had a five-inch wiener, I'd never have married him in the first place. But, for me, it's all about variety. Every cock is special in its own way and you don't know how until you've tried it.
Neil has always been so supportive of my needs. We had barely begun to date when a friend of his was flirting with me at the party we'd gone to.
'Wow, your friend, Tony, is being pretty forward.' I only said it to see what Neil would say. I never expected anything to come of it.
'I think he is wishing that he met you first.' Neil leaned in closer and whispered, 'In fact, he told me he'd love to fuck your tits.'
A shiver of excitement ran though me and I was sure Neil knew. 'It's a shame he didn't meet first then. I love men fucking my tits!'
Neil gave me a wink. 'Do you want to invite him back to my place after the party? We could see how keen he is.'
I was trembling with excitement now. 'Are you serious or are you only teasing me?'
Neil shrugged. 'Why would I want to tease you?'
A good question. I decided it was now or never. 'This party is boring anyway. Why don't we go now?'
Tony was into it so we left. It was fantastic. I'd never been shared like that before. They passed me back and forth all night. Afterwards I thought it would be over between us, now that Neil knew what sort of slut I was. Neil surprised me by being even keener than before. After that Neil found more men for me to fuck. He also didn't object if I found my own lovers, so long as I told him all about it later.
And now, I've been fucking just Neil for a whole week. It is the longest I've gone without variety for ages. And I have another two weeks to go if I'm to keep my promise.
I decided to give Neil a little push. 'Hey, do you think it's time to break out my new bikini?'
Poor Neil, he looked stricken. 'I told you I didn't think that was appropriate for here.'
I sighed dramatically. 'But it's so lovely!'
'What it is, is scandalous.' But he was smiling now.
This resort was one we could afford, but at least it was in the Caribbean. Being small we had met most if the other people staying here. Many were honeymooners like us. Neil didn't think I should be fucking any of them, just in case their wives weren't as understanding as he was. I did sort if agreed. I didn't want anyone's marriage to end before it hardly got started just so I could have a fresh fuck.
There was one older couple. Roger was nice, in an elderly uncle way. They brought their son with them but Gavin was a complete nerd. He was always reading. Although he did fill out his boardshorts quite nicely.
But I had other ideas. 'What if I don't wear the bikini at the resort?'
Neil gave me a look of suspicion. 'Where else would you wear it?'
'There is that beach the girl at reception mentioned.' In an attempt to put Neil off, I said, 'The girl, I might mention, that you couldn't take your eyes off.' Great, he was blushing now. 'She said the beach was usually deserted.'
'Actually, I think she said the locals fished off it sometimes.'
'Did she?' I said, pretending I didn't remember. I pressed my big tits against Neil's chest. 'Please, Sweetheart. And you know how horny I get when I'm doing something naughty!'
Neil slipped his hand up under my thin t-shirt and stroked my tits. 'And you're sure all you want to do us wear you new bikini?'
'I swear.'
' I don't know if I trust you...OK. Let's do it. But,' he said holding a single finger in front if my face, as though trying to be firm with me. 'No funny business!'
'Oh, I promise.' Inside I was giggling. Surely he knew me better than that!
I slipped on the tiny thong and managed to adjust the little triangle of cloth to mostly cover my pussy lips. It was just as well I waxed for the wedding. If I had any kind of muff left I wouldn't be able to hide it.
Next came the top. The two triangles were even smaller than the one between my thighs. When they see me, most people assume I've had my beasts surgically enlarged. But I haven't. I can't explain how a girl with my trim waist got such huge tits, other than to say, I got lucky. I held the two tiny triangled pieces of cloth against my nipples, while Neil tied the shoelace thin straps behind me.
'How do I look?'
'Like a slut looking for a fuck!'
I laughed. 'I'll take that as a compliment.'
'Seriously, could they have used any less fabric and still called it a bikini?'
'Don't be such an old fuddy-duddy.' Then I gave him my best cute little girl smile. 'You just keep thinking about how horny I'll be when we get back!'
'That's all I've been thinking about!'
I gave his arm a playful slap. 'Come on.'
I led him from our room. We didn't have to pass by the pool, but I didn't want to miss the opportunity to be seen wearing this bikini.
I could feel how my tits bounced and jiggled with every step. My thong bottoms weren't helping much either. I could feel the cord at the back rubbing against my anus and I knew how my pussy looked pouched inside the tiny piece if cloth. God, I felt so hot!
The first guy to see me grinned broadly as I walked by. Even his new bride, Joanna, couldn't stop running her eyes over me. I'd have to remember them for later. It has been a while since I did a couple, but they were both young and attractive. It might make a nice change. Neil probably wouldn't object either. He loves to watch me fuck another man, but he goes wobbly at the knees if I'm with another woman.
To my disappointment, there aren't many by the pool today. Then I spotted young Gavin, reading. I deliberately walked into the corner of his pool-bed. 'Oh, I'm so sorry,' I said, doing my best to have him look up at me.
It worked, because he does look up from his book. 'Err, hi, Susan,' he mutters.
I know who he is even though we've never been properly introduced. He also knows my name, which means his nose isn't always buried inside his book.
Neil and I exit the resort and make the short walk to the beach. To our right is the tourist end. I headed left, even though I can see some hot young bodies the other way. 'See,' I say to Neil. 'I said I would behave myself.'
'Yeah, other than nearly giving that poor kid a heart attack, you were an angle!'
I wasn't worried about Gavin. The way he looked me over told me he didn't always have his head in a book. If I found the time, I might even fuck him. That would give him something to talk about back at school. Hell, I might even make Neil take some nude shoots of me sucking Gavin's cock, so he'd have proof. I giggled to myself. I could be so dirty!
Neil wrapped an arm around my slim waist as we walked along the deserted beach. I was right, just walking along a beach, dressed in this bikini was making me so horny. I wasn't sure I could wait to get back to the resort before we fucked. I might need to have Neil fuck me right here, on the warm sand.
Then I saw them. Two tall, muscular black men were fishing off the beach. They were older, at least in their forties, but still very hot!
'I wonder if they've caught anything?'
Neil's grip on my waist tightened as he tried to steer me away from the two men. 'Who cares about some smelly fish!'
I broke loose from him. 'It would be rude to not say hello. This is their beach after all.'
