"August"
They were on their second drink in fifteen minutes, and David could already tell this was going to be a spectacular vacation. He and Kelly had arrived at the hotel frazzled from the four-hour car ride, the traffic, the worry that Kelly's parents would be able to handle their kids for three whole days, but it had all melted away almost instantly. The little beach hotel was gorgeous, exactly the mellow boho-chic place it had seemed in the pictures. And the outdoor bar and lounge, with its rows of chaise loungers resting in the sand, was exactly the jetsetter scene they had read about — rocking with club music at 3pm on a Friday, full of sexy, fabulous people who all appeared as though they drank and flirted for a living.
Fifteen minutes, and David already knew that he would shortly get laid, and laid well. After twelve years of marriage, there was always some doubt about these things - would it be one of the good trips or one of the bad ones? Yes, this would be a good one. Kelly's cheeks (and chest) were already a little flushed, and it was not long before she was suggesting that she was getting over-heated in the sun, and that another drink might be one too many, and perhaps they might better head back to the room so she "relax."
***
He closed the door behind them and grabbed her waist, pulling her toward him, kissing her hard. He felt her tongue push into his tongue forcefully; she was definitely hot and bothered.
"I'm going to shower, babe," she almost whispered. "I'll be quick, I promise." She smirked, playing with her blonde hair. "You prepare the room."
As Kelly disappeared into the shower, David jumped into sex execution mode. He grabbed the lube and Magic Wand out of the bottom of his bag and placed on the bedside. He lit a few candles. And then he paused, surveyed the room a moment, wondering what else he might do to help make their ensuing fuck particularly special. And then he saw the large flat screen, and it occurred to him: "porn."
Porn was not a usual part of their sexual repertoire. Not that either of them were prudes, but for whatever reason it had never quite entered the mix. David, of course, had deep and particular porn tastes, honed from years of careful study, but Kelly was just not the porn type. In fact, he wasn't sure she had seen much at all. So, porn it was. He cruised through the pay per view options rather mindlessly. There was no shortage of genres to choose from.
How often in life do we make small, seemingly trivial choices that turn out in the end to be momentous, to define our lives? Had David made almost any other choice, perhaps things would have turned out different - perhaps you would be reading a different story, or no story at all.
But he did not make any other choice. Instead, he scrolled past "Big Meat for Horny Wives," and paused. The screenshot featured a redhead on all fours, with perfect tits, being drilled from behind by a hulking, muscular torso. "This will work," he thought, and hit play. And the rest was history.
***
By the time Kelly emerged from the shower, hair still wet and now clad in a sexy black teddy, the film had gotten good, as they say. As Kelly slithered into the bed next to David and turned to him, she was greeted with that buxom redhead's wide eyes as her mouth stretched around a very thick cock.
"Well well well, dirty boy, what do we have here?" She gave him a coy look that made immediately clear that she was happy to go along.
"Just a little inspiration..." He paused. "if it's cool with you."
"Umm, yeah." She bit her lip. "I'm open-minded, you know that..." She curled her body up close to his on the bed, reaching down to take firm grip of his very erect dick. "Though it's crazy, you know, I've never really watched porn. You'll have to teach me."
He giggled. "There's not much too learn. I don't mean to ruin the ending for you, babe, but... they're going to end up fucking."
"Mmmm-hmmm..." Her hand was still on his cock, slowly pulsing it, but her attention was now fully affixed the screen as the redhead began bobbing up and down on the huge cock with remarkable speed and precision. "Wow. She definitely knows what she's doing."
"Well, she IS a professional," laughed D. Kelly smiled but didn't laugh back. Her eyes were almost glassy, mesmerized, as the redhead now worked the base of the guy's cock furiously in tandem with her mouth on its head. "How is he not cumming already..."
David pulled Kelly into him further, wrapping his right arm all the way around her until his thumb and forefinger found the hard, pink nipple of her right breast, slowly rolling it between them. He leaned into and slowly gave her a series of gentle kisses across her neck. By the time he looked back up the guy - we now saw all him, a six-foot something muscled marvel with a dick that perhaps just a bit longer than normal, but incredibly, laughably thick — had pushed the redhead back on to the bed and crawled over her, slapping his cock against her pussy.
David couldn't believe the affect the film was having on his wife. I mean, she had been horny already, but this was ... something else. She remained transfixed, and her breathing had gotten very shallow. The guy on film proceeded to bury his cock to the hilt, and her heard Kelly swallow hard. "Holy shit..." she whispered.
As the film cut to a close-up of a very thick cock rhythmically thrust in and out of the redhead's pussy, her pussy lips being pulled and stretching lewdly every time he pulled back, David kept pinching Kelly's right nipples with one hand as he slid his left hand under teddy and between her legs. He expected her to be aroused, but what he found was... crazy. She was soaked - literally dripping. And her clit, which normally has to be rubbed and coaxed into coming out to play, was slick and hard as a rock. He did nothing more than run his index finger between her pussy lips and across her slit, which elicited a sharp intake of breath from her, followed by a low moan.
The redhead on screen was now getting properly pounded, and David began to rub light circles around Kelly's clit in rhythm. Kelly reached into David's boxers and pulled out his cock — very respectable in size, but nothing like the monster she was currently mesmerized by — and began to stroke it mindlessly. David gave her clit a few furious flicks and then dropped his hand, thrusting two fingers into her and, finding her g-spot, began to feather it the way that always drove her crazy. "Yesssss..." she hissed, dropping her head into his lap and taking his cock in her mouth briefly, eyes never leaving the screen.
Just as the redhead writhed in what was clearly an orgasm, judging by the gush of fluid that accompanied it, the guy flipped her over and bent her down on the bed on all fours, head pressed into the sheets. Kelly lifted her head.
