This is my first submission after many years of reading the stories on here. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you.
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Lisa & I on Vacation
It was the first vacation for just the two of us in years. My wife, Lisa, is now 37 and we'd been married for just over 15 years. She's short, about 5'3", weighs about 135, has great tits, that although sag now due to the years and 3 kids, are a beautiful 36D, and a nice big round as. She's never failed to please me sexually. Matter of fact, our sex life has always been incredible. For some reason though, I'd gotten hooked on the "share the wife" stories, pics, and vids on line and I'd always harbored this little itch to watch her with another man. But, to say the least, she was not going for that sort of thing at all. She just didn't fancy a one night stand or a full blown lover; she didn't want the baggage that came with it she would tell me in those moments when I brought it up.
Of course, those same moments always elicited a major orgasm, so I always felt there might be a chance. Once a few years ago, we were in Vegas staying at the Stratosphere and we learned they had an "adult pool". We joked about going up there and there we were in the elevator and I pushed up, intending to just joke with her and we wound up going to it anyhow. She showed off her tits, I was hard as a rock and her pussy was wetter than I'd ever seen it once we got back to the room and fucked our brains out.
Well, this vacation took us to Mexico to one of our timeshare resorts for seven days. It was beautiful in Puerto Vallarta and we took in the sun and the sand and the water for the first couple of days.
It was the 2nd night there that we met Chris, a single black man visiting from San Diego. He was our neighbor and we met over the railing of our deck that faced the ocean. I was grilling a couple of small steaks and drinking a beer when he walked outside his room onto his deck.
We said "hey", introduced ourselves, and chatted about the view and other small talk when my wife walked out still in her swim suit. She wore a one piece, which irritated me to no end, because she felt her tummy was a little too big to be showing off. Personally, I'm a Renaissance Man and I love my woman with curves. But I lost the battle of the swim suit . . . but that mattered little because she still looked great!
Especially the part that showed off a great quantity of her tits.
Anyhow, she stopped short when she realized I was talking to someone – or maybe it was because it was a handsome man without a shirt on with a rather nice upper body – but who am I to judge. She seemed a little flustered, so I introduced her to Chris and she got over herself and before we knew it, we were inviting him over for dinner.
We ate, talked, and had a rather good time that first evening. She may not have been able to realize it, but she flirted with Chris nonstop all evening – he didn't blink, he just flirted right back, but he did so respectfully and no feelings were hurt. All in all, it was a fun time and I shook his hand as he prepared to crawl back over the railing to his room; Lisa came over and gave him a hug, which I found surprising but didn't think anything of it – she'd had a few drinks and was a bit tipsy.
Lisa and I went back into the room and she immediately turned to me and pulled down my shorts exposing my modest 5" dick. I was hard in seconds and soon her suit was on the floor and my face was between her legs, preparing to eat her pussy which had the same look it had that day she'd bared her tits at the Stratosphere Adult pool. Counting my lucky stars, I ate her to a record quick orgasm and slammed my dick inside her and pounded her the way she liked to be pounded when she was overly stimulated. Thankfully, I'd been drinking, so my own orgasm was a little slow in building, so about five minutes later, I released inside her. We got off the floor, crawled into bed and snuggled, going to sleep.
We spent the better part of the next couple of days hanging out with Chris. He joined us for meals, at the pool, at the beach, even on the tours we took. Lisa spent as much time holding his hand as mine, but for some reason, I wasn't overwhelmed with jealousy or anger. We were all having such a great time, none of that seemed to matter. Besides, she was giving me her pussy practically anytime I wanted it and who was I to complain!
Then things changed.
It was our 5th night at the resort. We'd spent the day with Chris down on the beach tanning, swimming, and tossing the Frisbee around. Afterwards, we'd gone and enjoyed a good seafood dinner together. Chris told us he was gonna give us the night alone as he wanted to check out the local clubs. He invited us, but Lisa & I were pretty bushed and just wanted to cuddle up together and maybe watch a movie. So, after dinner, we parted ways and Lisa & I went back to our room after stopping at the local cantina and buying some fruit flavored tequila that Lisa liked and a bottle of rum for me to go with the Coke I had in the fridge in the room.
So, we had few drinks, got more than a little tipsy and watched some mundane TV. I was wearing a pair of shorts and Lisa was wearing a thin pajama top (not quite see through, but left little to the imagination) that stopped just beneath her breasts and the matching "boy short" panties that went with it. We were feeling good and enjoying a few little make out sessions in between watching the TV screen when we found the movie Unfaithful on one of the pay channels – the one with Richard Gere & Diane Lane. Very hot. It never fails to get Lisa's panties wet – especially the scene where Diane Lane is taken from behind in the stairwell.
I was sitting on the couch with one leg on the floor and the other leg behind Lisa as she sat between my legs, both of us facing the TV. We'd just gotten past the sex in the stairwell part of the movie and I had my hands on her breasts as I kissed her neck when we heard a voice outside the deck screen say "Hey, you two still awake?" It was Chris.
Well, with the TV on and a couple of low lights on, I guess we couldn't say no, but we didn't move to cover ourselves, I just told him to jump over and come on in. The look on his face was priceless after he'd walked in and shut the screen behind him.
"What's wrong Chris?" I chuckled at him.
It took him just a second to recover, "There's nothing wrong with what I see." And he sat down at the other end of the couch. He told us that the local club just wasn't his style and he hadn't met anyone that was real friendly, so he decided to come back to the room. When he saw our light on, he didn't realize he'd find us nearly naked.
"Well, considering it's my room, I'm not getting dressed." I said.
Lisa said, "I'm not getting up, I'm too comfortable. My legs are crossed and this top isn't see through, so I'm ok."
He laughed, "Hey, I'm not complaining," he said as his eyes played over Lisa's chest, belly, and crotch area. "I'm just stating the facts. Matter of fact, if you don't mind, I'll kinda join you." And he leaned forward and took off his shirt.
You have to understand that Lisa had seen Chris without his shirt on several times on the beach and at the pool. But for some reason, seeing him at the end of our couch without his shirt caused her to softly moan, "Woah". I think only I heard it, but who knows. I knew he had a better upper body than I, but I didn't know she actually liked what she saw.
The movie was soon over and Chris started flipping the channels. Both Lisa and I were still turned on. Me because we'd been making out all night, but mostly because my wife's body was practically on display to this handsome black man sitting inches away from us. And Lisa's nipples were totally hard and totally on view to both of us. I had my arms wrapped around her and had a great view of looking down at her beauty. Chris on the other hand had the full on view from his vantage point and had to be enjoying it.
"How about this?" he asked, as he had found the porn channel.