Emma Snorkels Naked

As we drove around the bend the view in front of us was incredible. A friend had told us about this unspoilt stretch of the Mediterranean coast of Spain. The landscape was dry, volcanic and rugged which contrasted beautifully with the aquamarine sea. We were high on the cliff edge and below us we could see a series of small coves, some with beaches, some rocky, but the most important thing was they were all almost entirely deserted. My wife, Emma, squealed with excitement and I squeezed her thigh.

We had left the kids with their grandparents and intended to spend the day snorkeling and being naked in a secluded cove. Spain has a very relaxed attitude to nudity, especially in the secluded beaches of this area, but we still felt more comfortable getting naked where there weren't too many people about.

I parked the car and stepped out into the sweltering sunshine. The heat seemed to radiate off the rocky ground.

"I am soooo excited," Emma said in her upper class British accent.

"Me too, I need to get into that water," I replied.

"I need to get naked!" Emma said. She was such a little naturist, which suited me fine. I loved to watch her shapely body moving in the bright sunshine. I was less comfortable with my own nakedness, as soon as I got wet my cock seemed to almost disappear. I felt a little self-conscious, even in front of my wife of 15 years.

Emma never seemed to feel self-conscious. She is very open and confident, which is one of the things I love about her. I am a little more reserved... happier fixing a car than making small talk.

We decided on a cove that had no beach, just large rocks, because we thought it would attract fewer people and the snorkeling would be better. We struggled with the beer cooler and snorkeling gear around rocks and cliffs until we got to our chosen spot.

"This looks perfect," Emma said, dropping our bag onto some flat rocks. Behind us was a sheer cliff, to each side you had to climb over rocks to get to where we were and in front lay the Mediterranean. A small rock reef formed a circle in front of us, with sharp rocks breaking the surface of the water. Within the circle the water was mirror-like...perfect for snorkeling.

"Want a beer?" I asked. Emma said yes as she pulled her sun dress over her shoulders. I watched as her body was revealed. She had golden Scandinavian-type skin but her tits and ass were creamy white. Her pussy hair was full, but trimmed. She was curvy and delicious. She took the beer and sat sipping, gazing at the water in front of us. I couldn't resist a glance at her neat little pussy nestled between her golden thighs.

I walked over and kissed her, the kiss turned into a tonguing session and my cock started to harden.

"Hey, snorkeling first, fucking later," she said, in a typically direct way. The prospect of fucking in the hot sunshine only made my cock harden more.

"Can you put some sun cream on my white bits," she asked. She lay on her stomach and I squirted the now hot cream on her full buttocks. I rubbed it in using slow, sensuous, circles, occasionally 'accidentally' slipping a finger between her butt cheeks. She giggled.

"Turn over," I said. I squirted more cream on each of her tits and around her pussy. I took my time rubbing the cream into her tits. Her nipples stood proud. She moaned gently. I then moved to the area around her pussy. I could not help but have a little stroke of her pink pussy lips. She slapped my hand away with a smile.

"Lets have a snorkel," she said

"OK," I replied, jumping up to get the kit out of the bag.

The water was delightful, warm and turquoise. For me there is something very sexy about a woman's body underwater. The goosebumps and lack of gravity work wonders for me and I spent almost as much time watching her as I did the fish. Every know and then I would swim up to her and rub my hand over her ass or cup a slippery, sun-creamed breast. She responded by groping my cock and giggling through her snorkel, but then swam on.

After and hour or so in the water we pulled ourselves out and got a drink. We sat on the towel warming in the sun, talking excitedly about what we had seen. It was bliss. We were a couple of feet away from the crystal clear water and we had not a care in the world.

While we were talking we noticed a snorkeller coming towards us. All you could see was his snorkel and the top of his head. He was close, but Emma didn't bother getting dressed as he was likely to snorkel past us.

Suddenly he stood up. We hadn't realised the water he was in was so shallow. It was too late for Emma to get dressed, as our clothes were quite a way behind us. He was holding some kind of shellfish.

"I am sorry," he said with a thick Spanish accent. He was walking out of the water towards us. "I found this. It is giant mussel and I am so excited I want to show somebody, it is a little rare." he said, laying the large clam-like shellfish down in front of us. The shell tapered down to a point, which obviously anchored it in the sand. He was a nice looking guy, with a friendly face. He was so enthusiastic about the rare mussel that he seemed not to have noticed that Emma was naked.

"I will put back, it doesn't harm to bring her up, but we have luck to see her:"

Emma stepped forward, interested, looking down at the mussel.

"Cool, I have never seen on of those," she said. She made no effort to cover up.

"You want to come see?" he said. "Come, come," he beckoned us into the water. We slipped on our masks and followed him. My wife was still naked.

We snorkelled behind him as he lead us back to the spot where he found the mussel. He dived down to push it back into the sand and pointed to another nearby. We all surfaced.

"You want to see cave?" he asked. Emma nodded before I had a chance to speak. I found it hard to believe that my wife was comfortable snorkeling around naked in front of a stranger. We followed him, swimming quite hard for 10 minutes or so around the inside of the rock reef. Finally we got to an opening in the rock with turquoise light behind it. We popped up, treading water in circle.

"You want go in?" He asked. We both nodded.

My heart raced a little swimming through the underwater opening, but inside the open-topped 'cave' was beautiful. The walls were covered with tomato-red anemones and fish darted all around us. It was small, so we were close together. I thought I noticed our friend looking at Emma naked form. Inexplicably I started to get hard. We came up together and all exclaimed at how beautiful it was. I touched Emma's thigh under the water and she grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. I raised my eyebrows, questioning whether she was okay, she smiled and squeezed my hand again.

"Would you like to come and have a beer with us?" I asked. I should have been trying to get rid of this guy but here I was inviting him for a drink.

"Why not?" he responded and we went under to head back.

Emma swam through the gap first and he swam after her. My cock started to throb at the idea of him looking right up into her pussy and ass as she kicked her way out of the cave. I thought I saw him touching himself, but I couldn't be sure. He followed Emma all the way back to the cove where our gear was. I could have got between them but the situation was turning me on I decided to go with it and enjoy my beautiful wife being on display.

Emma got out first and headed towards our bags to get a towel and her clothes. Our friend was taking his time getting out of the water so I followed her to talk.

"How do you feel?" I whispered .

"Naked!" She said, her eyes wide. She grabbed her dress.

"Don't get dressed" I said. She looked at me quizzically. "I am enjoying you being naked in front of him," I said.

"You are sick," she said. She hesitated for a second, then she smiled a mischievous smile and dropped her dress onto the rocks.

"Sorry...I am Paco," he extended his hand walking towards me.

"Jim" I said "and this is Emma," Emma smiled and leant towards him, kissing each cheek in the Spanish way. I swallowed and fought my growing hard-on. My wife being so close to another man, naked, made my head swim. What the was wrong with me?

"Anyone for a beer?" I asked. They both accepted and we all sat on towels. Emma lent back on her arms, showing off her white tits. She had goose bumps and her nipples were hard. She seemed to be enjoying being an exhibitionist. We chatted about the snorkeling and made small talk. Paco was on holiday from Madrid. He and his wife were staying in a hotel nearby, she didn't snorkel and was at the hotel looking after their young daughter. Judging by his muscular body he was a few years younger than us. He was a keen snorkeller and told us about the fish that we had seen. Emma looked fascinated and smiled and nodded a lot but didn't say much. We drank a beer each...and then another. All the time Paco barely seemed to notice Emma's nudity although he did put on some dark glasses he had in a water proof holder on his belt.

He was friendly, warm and funny. His English wasn't perfect but we understood one another perfectly well and his accent added to his charm. Emma has always been a sucker for a continental accent.

He hopped up to sneak behind a rock to relieve himself.

"What the fuck are we doing," Emma said, flushed.

"Just go with. I am enjoying myself, aren't you?" I asked, getting harder by the minute and feeling a little faint

"Maybe a little," she said. Her faced reddened.

"Do you want to take it further?" I asked. She was incredulous.

"What...you want me to fuck him?" she said, laughing nervously. My throat went dry.

"I think I do," I finally managed to say.

"You're a freak," she said. She was going to continue but he came back and sat down. I knew she was excited. Although she was trying to hide it I could see her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her nipples stood proud. She had always loved being the centre of attention.

Paco came back, smiled and sat down. Emma stood up and walked over to get something from our bag.

"You have beautiful wife," Paco said watching her walk away.

"Thank you," I said. My heart was pounding.

"You don't mind she naked?" he asked.

"No...do you?" I responded.

"Of course no!" he said with a wide-eyed expression of surprise at the question. We looked at each other for a second and I think he understood the situation. I felt sick with a mixture of lust, jealousy and anticipation.

"What are you two talking about?" Emma said. We both turned to see her standing over us, naked, proud and gorgeous.

"How beautiful you are," said Paco. "You make me, how you say...'caliente'," he said. He looked embarrassed suddenly, as if he was unsure if he had overstepped the mark. He looked at me. I looked at Emma. This seemed to be the point of no return. My pulse raced and I felt dizzy. How would she react?

"You mean 'horny'?" Emma said, tilting her head and smiling. She gently ran her fingers up her body, her nail brushing over her nipple.

"Madre mia," Paco said. He looked at me with an expression of terror. I managed a smile.

Without another word Emma stepped towards him and ran her fingers through his thick, black hair. He looked up at her and put his hand on her thigh. Her naked pussy was inches from his face. He stood up, slowly, stupidly trying to hide his erection. They looked at each other for a moment and then they began to kiss.

Emma pulled him in closely and their kisses grew more urgent. I caught a glimpse of Emma's tongue as it slid into his mouth. Her eyes were closed. His dark brown hands were on her white buttocks they began to grind gently against each other. She slipped her hands down his back and into his trunks and started to pull them down as she sank to her knees. She ran her tongue down his tanned chest and stomach as she went. She seemed oblivious to my presence, lost in lust.

His cock sprang free as his shorts came down and she immediately sucked it into her mouth. Her hands slid up the back of his legs and onto his ass. She pulled him into her mouth and started to suck hard. Slurping sounds escaped her mouth as she sucked on his thick, veiny cock. She opened her eyes and looked up at him but he was looking up at the sky with his mouth open. He began to gently thrust backwards and forwards. She moaned. He was fucking my wife's soft mouth.

For a moment I thought she might suck him to completion, but she stopped sucking and lifted his cock with her hand. She started to lick his balls and then up his shaft, sucking and licking at the base, just as she knew I loved her to do. I noticed that her other hand was at her pussy rubbing with long, slow strokes. She looked across at me for the first time, her eyes focussing as though she was had just woken up. She stared directly into my eyes. I wanted to smile but I could only stare back. She looked down and saw how hard I was. Her eyes closed again and she started to wank him off slowly, still tonguing his balls. Her wedding ring glinted in the sunshine as her hand slid up and down his cock.

He looked like he was about to come when she suddenly stopped. She lay on her back and opened her legs. Her pussy lips were swollen and glistening He knelt and bent his head to her pussy. She watched him for a second and then her head slowly tilted back. She let out a moan and put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him hard against her, grinding her pussy into his face.

He moved up next to her face and they began to tongue each other like passionate young lovers. He then pushed her head down to his cock and she started to suck him again. He squeezed her breast and then slid his hand down her body to her pussy she opened her legs a little. He slipped his middle finger into her and rubbed her clit with the palm of his hand. She moaned and her legs fell fully open. She had submitted totally to him. His ring finger went into her easily. His fingers moved in and out of her as she sucked him for all she was worth. All I could hear was the wet sounds of her sucking and his fingering...nothing else in the world existed at that moment. The blood roared in my ears and I felt faint.

She suddenly sat up, pushed him to the ground by his shoulders and straddled him. She lent forward, arched her back and grabbed his cock behind her. Her delicate fingers wrapped around his cock. She guided him to her waiting pussy, rubbed the head against her lips for a second and then I witnessed his thick cock disappearing between the shell-pink lips of my wife's pussy. She sank slowly down with a sigh.

She began to ride him. Slowly at first but then with greater intensity. He thrust upwards, their bodies made slapping sounds as they met, his balls hitting her asshole with each stroke. She lent forwards with her hands on either side of his head and her hair hung down around her face as he slammed up into her. She had stopped riding him now but her whole body jerked as she took his rythmic pounding. Her face was flushed and her eyes were closed. I knew she was close to coming. She let out a deep, rising moan and started to push down hard against him. They moved in unison up and down. She grabbed his hands and forced him to squeeze her tits hard.

"fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." she hissed through clenched teeth. He slammed into her again and again, faster and faster. She clenched her buttocks together and grabbed his hips and pulled him into her.

Like a pressure cooker blowing it's lid she finally came. She threw her head back and clawed at his chest . Her back arched and they were both still and silent for a few seconds and then she slumped forward onto him. They lay panting, her still on top of him and him still inside her. A trickle of come slid down his balls and dripped onto the towel. Finally he softened and slid out of her, followed by more come. Her pussy was glazed with their juices.

She stood up and walked over to me. Her face was flushed and she had red hand marks on her tits, there was shining streak of come running down her thigh. She looked worried and guilty, but satisfied at the same time. I smiled at her and we grabbed each other in a tight embrace. Her pussy felt hot and sticky against my leg.

"I go," Paco said in a quiet voice behind her. She turned her head and kissed him deeply without letting me go. He got his gear on and lowered himself into the water. We were still locked in an embrace. I loved her more at that moment then I have ever loved anyone.