Monte Carlo

My wife Jenny and I met in law school on the first day of orientation. I was attracted to her from the start. She is 5'8" and very thin in a fit way. She has a curvy ass with thin hips, but I have to admit I was attracted to her disproportionately big boobs. She had a C cup at the time. She also has an engaging smile, and I made it my mission in life to try and date this beauty. In a way that seldom works out in this world, we ended up dating all through school and got married a year and a half after graduation.

We have always had great sex. My wife was relatively inexperienced when we started dating, having only had one serious boyfriend in college. While he was a star athlete, he was apparently very straight laced in bed. Her boyfriend didn't want blowjobs. Their sex was essentially missionary position and no more than two or three times a month. By contrast, my serious college girlfriend and I were like rabbits. We had sex constantly and in a variety of positions and places. Therefore, while I had not been with a large number of women, I started our relationship far ahead in the sexual experiences game.

Once Jenny and I got together, we began to experiment sexually. She knew that I enjoyed having my cock sucked and she agreed to allow me to show her what I liked.

She was a good student and a blowjob became our standard way of starting sex. She often jokes now that I am so easy. If she wants to get laid, all she has to do is starting sucking me and I am immediately ready for sex.

Since we came from different experience levels, it became important for her to experience firsts with me. She was the first girl that shaved her pussy for me. I even shaved myself for her. In fact, we each allowed the other to shave us. I have to say that requires a great deal of trust. Two years after we started dating, we both experienced anal sex for the first time together. We made an agreement that we would assist the other in experiencing our fantasies. Her only rules/ limitations were as follows. She would not agree to have sex with any other person, or with any other person in the room. We would only have twosomes. She would not do anything dangerous, such as anal to mouth. She would not agree to be embarrassed in public, and did not have any desire for public sex. We both agreed that we would not laugh or make fun of the other's fantasies. We experienced some great adventures with role playing.

My wife and I have two small children, ages 5 and 8. While we have sex regularly at home, we have always made a point to have amazing sex on vacation. For example, she knew that I had never had sex with a blonde. On a past trip, she surprised me with a blonde wig, so that I could have sex with a hot blonde.

Jenny and I took a trip to Europe to celebrate our tenth anniversary. After three nights in London, we went to Monte Carlo for a single night to experience how the super rich live. We stayed in a junior suite that had a balcony that overlooked the Mediterranean and had a wonderful time. While we are well compensated in our jobs, we are not rich. I figured that we were only staying for one night and could therefore afford it.

Our hotel was on the water and had a private beach. Shortly after arriving, we went down to the water and put our feet in the Med just to say that we had. When I turned around to leave the ocean and go back to the beach, I noticed that several of the women were topless. While I probably knew in the back of my mind that Monte Carlo was essentially the French Riviera, I was a little surprised. I had never been to a topless beach before. I allowed my wife to walk ahead of me back to the hotel so that I could steal a few glances.

When we got back to our room, I asked my wife if she would consider going topless on the hotel's beach. She flatly refused. She said she was being a good sport by not freaking out about the nudity, but that she would not participate. I was a little disappointed, but her response was expected.

For our twelfth anniversary, my wife asked if we could go back to London and Monte Carlo. I had just completed a good year at work, so money was not a problem. I agreed to go on one condition, that she would go topless on the private beach at the hotel. She initially refused, but I held firm that we could only go if she would agree to do it. Finally, she agreed and I booked the trip. In the weeks leading up to the trip, I would tell her how hot it was going to make me to see her expose her beautiful tits to the world. To be honest, I wasn't sure how I would feel. Part of me thought she would back out when we got there.

To break up the trip, we spent two nights in London, and then scheduled an early morning flight to Nice, France. From Nice, it is only about a forty minute drive to our hotel in Monte Carlo. We were planning to stay for three nights in Monte Carlo. After we arrived at the hotel and get settled in, we began to plan the day. I told her that I wanted to go down to the beach first. We got dressed in our swimsuits and got ready to leave.

Before we left, I wanted to confirm some guidelines for the beach. I told her as soon as we found a pair of lounge chairs that she had to take her top off, and that she had to be topless for at least ninety minutes. She was not able to roll over on her front to hide herself for more than a few minutes. She also had to get up at least twice. First, she would have to walk from her lounge chair to the ocean and play in the ocean in front of all of the people on the beach. Next, she would have to go up to the attendant at the drink station and get us each a drink. While most women cover up for this, she would not be allowed to. Finally, I informed her that if she didn't abide by all of the rules, that she would be my sex slave for the remainder of the day. I promised her that as my slave, she would not be allowed to sleep until I had come in her mouth, her pussy and her ass.

I still wasn't sure how I would feel to have my wife topless in front of total strangers, but the rules for non-compliance got me hot. I secretly hoped now that she wouldn't be able to do it.

When we got to the beach, she immediately took off her swimsuit top and set about sunning herself. There were approximately thirty people on the beach at that time, and all of them took notice of my wife when we walked up. I know that all of the men were hoping that the top would come off, and I saw more than one smile when it did. I actually had a feeling of pride that my beautiful wife was so admired. She followed the rules exactly, making the two public exhibitions of her tits as I had set out in the rules.

Jenny then asked, "How long have we been here?"

I told her "You have three more minutes and then we can go back to the room." I whispered "I am on fire and I am going to fuck you royally as soon as the door to the room shuts."

She looked at me and put her top on. I laughed and said "There are still two minutes left."

Jenny said curtly, "I apparently have not lived up to my part of the bargain. I guess that makes me your sex slave for the remainder of the day." This is yet another example of why I love my wife.

As we walked back into the hotel, all of the eyes on the beach were on her. Many of the men and women were checking me out. I think that they were trying to figure out who I was to be with this beautiful woman. On the elevator ride up Jenny admitted that she was turned on by the public display of her tits. She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I am going to suck your cock as soon as we close the door to the room." She grabbed my now rock hard member as she said this. Then she suggested, "You should take advantage of your slave by fucking my pussy good and hard until my pussy is sopping wet. Then, you should use the wetness of my pussy to lube my ass and then slide your cock into my ass until you come."

When we got to the room I tore off her swimsuit and started sucking her tits. She dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. I told her to bend over the couch and I slid my cock inside her in one thrust. She was obviously as excited as I was. I proceeded to pound her until she had her first orgasm. Usually from this angle, she has to rub her clit to get off, but today she did it just from the penetration.

I picked her up and threw her on the bed. I dove down and ate her pussy with a vengeance. I don't normally eat her after I have been inside of her, but I was apparently fired up. While I was eating her, I put one finger and then two inside her hot throbbing pussy. She had orgasm number two and squeezed my head between her legs and made a sound that surely frightened the people in the suite next door. I hope they were out at the time.

Now, with her pussy sopping wet and her juices and my saliva running down her, her ass had been lubricated quite nicely. I flipped her over to doggie style and began easing my cock into her ass. I was so excited that I came within 30 seconds of being inside her. As we lay on the bed in afterglow, I joked that it was so quick that it shouldn't count as anal. She said, "That sounds like a personal problem for you. Maybe next time you should contain yourself better."

I told her, "Well, I think you are the reason that I wasn't able to. You should take that as a compliment that after twelve years of marriage you can still make me crazy in and around the bed."

We gathered ourselves and took turns taking showers to get ready for dinner. She caught me staring at her naked body as she got ready. I love the fact that she doesn't put on clothes in the bathroom until the last minute. She tells me this is so she won't sweat in them before we leave, but I know she does it to please me.

Since we were only going to be in Monte Carlo for two nights, we decided to have dinner at the famous French restaurant Louis XV, next to the Monte Carlo Casino. When the concierge made the reservation, he informed the restaurant that we were celebrating our anniversary. They gave us one of their finest tables. As we were escorted to the table, I couldn't help but notice the one of the most attractive couples that I had ever seen at the next table. The woman was in her early thirties with blond hair, and had a certain style that was breathtaking. She was wearing a beautiful green dress that accentuated her green eyes and flawless facial features. I was able to see her lower leg as her dress stopped just below her knee. Her calf muscle jutted out to show that she was very fit. She appeared to have an ample bosom and I am embarrassed to admit that I chose the seat at our table that afforded me the best view of her during dinner.

The man was broad shouldered and had an athletic look that I'm sure caught my wife's attention. When we sad down she whispered, "We got such a good table that we are eating next to James Bond and one of his many conquests."

I answered back, "It appears that James and his conquest are married. Look at the size of the ring on her finger. It has to be more than 5 carets. They are probably Euros that moved to Monte Carlo to get away from all of the nasty income taxes they have on the Continent." We both laughed.

When the waiter appeared he spoke in French. Neither my wife nor I speak the language, so we must have looked a little like deer in the headlights. Just as I was about to confess in English that we didn't speak the language, "James" volunteered to translate for us. He introduced himself in perfect English as William Thurgood and his wife Annika. I thanked him and introduced ourselves as Ben and Jenny Wilson. In addition to the translation, he offered some recommendations. When the waiter came back, he ordered for us.

James asked where we were from and I told him North Carolina. He welcomed us to Monte Carlo and wished us success in the casino and hoped that we had a wonderful time. I thanked him and we went back to our respective dinners. On more than one occasion, I stole a glance at Annika. On at least one occasion, she noticed and smiled a very friendly smile back. I just took it that she was being polite. When they finished dinner, they stopped by and asked if we would be going to the casino after dinner. I told them that we had planned to go. He then said, "Please look for us when you arrive. I believe that you both will be my good luck charms tonight."

After they left we both laughed out loud. We were going to be James Bond's good luck charms for the night. I joked, "I think the fact that he is rich and married to that beauty shows that he has already been given his share of luck. Oh, and by the way, I don't think that he really cares if I make to the casino as long as you go." Jenny than teased, "I don't want to see you go pair off with Annika when no one is looking."

After dinner we made the short walk across the driveway to the casino's entrance. They require you to pay an admission fee and present your passport trying to enter. It is the exact opposite vibe to Vegas where they are hawking discount promotions outside the strip hotels to get you to go in. I'm sure it has something to do with no competition.

When we got inside, we saw William and Annika at a baccarat table playing with one other person. When they saw us they encouraged us to sit down. William was betting between 5 and 15 thousand Euro on each hand. Annika was mimicking his bets at only one to three thousand per hand. On some hands, she would bet nothing at all. We learned later that this meant that she disagreed with her husband's choice of bank or dealer and choose not to bet.

After we got there, they went on a run of sorts and ended up more than 150,000 euros from the time that we arrived. I have no idea how they did before we got there, but winning over 200,000 dollars didn't seem to excite them that much. I assumed that they were so rich that the money was insignificant.

William then asked what games we liked to play. I told him that in Vegas I play only craps. Craps is considered an American game and only recently did they add it to the Monte Carlo Casino. There was no one playing when we walked up to the single craps table. I put down two thousand Euros which was more than I would normally play with. William asked for 100,000 Euros on credit for him and Annika. We proceeded to get hot early and were way ahead after each of us had one roll. Then Annika had a great roll. I couldn't help but admire her ass as she leaned over to roll the dice. She probably rolled for at least 30 rolls, and we all won a great deal of money. Craps is a fun game because all of the players are usually winning and losing at the same time. Each time Annika hit the "point," there were high fives and hugs all around. I enjoyed pressing against her when we won.

While she was rolling, William caught me admiring his wife's many assets, and seemed to not be offended by my appreciation. I noticed that during my wife's next roll, he was doing the same. Here we were in Monte Carlo, playing craps with James Bond and his hot wife, and we were winning over 10,000 Euros. (They won over 400,000 Euros.) Combining the night at the casino with the beach and the after events, I was having great day.

As we walked out of the casino, William asked if we would like to attend a dinner party at his home the next night. I looked at Jenny and she seemed to think it would be fun so we agreed. Jenny then asked what the appropriate attire would be. William told us that it would be formal attire. Jenny reluctantly said that meant we would not be able to attend because we did not have anything dressier than the sport coat that I was wearing tonight.

James asked where we were staying and what time we would be up for taking visitors in the morning. He could tell by the look on our faces that he needed to explain. He laughed and said that they really would like for us to come to dinner tomorrow night. Since we had been such good luck at the casino for he and his wife, he would have Monte Carlo's top tailor come visit us in the morning at his expense so that we would have appropriate attire for the next evening. Jenny said, "That is very nice of you, but we couldn't possibly accept such a large gift." William insisted and we agreed to meet the tailor at 10:00AM.

That night we strolled back to the hotel walking on the stone walkway next to the Med. It was beautiful at night, illuminated by the full moon and the lights of the city. On the way back I stopped Jenny and gave her a passionate kiss. Then I put my hand under her dress and slipped a finger inside of her. She gasped at this unexpected escalation and asked if maybe we should retreat to the privacy of the room before we were having sex on the beach.

As we got back to the hotel, we went to our room. I asked my wife to take all of her clothes off and lie on the bed and close her eyes. I then proceeded to lay all of the bills that we had won at the casino on her body. In Europe, they have 500 Euro bills, so I didn't have as many as we would have had in Vegas, but it was still fun. I couldn't think of anything more beautiful than my naked wife covered in money that we had just won.

I began to slowly nibble and lick her lower legs as I moved the money off of her body. I moved my way up to her knee where I lifted her leg so that her knee was off the bed. I then began licking the area behind her knee and she writhed in pleasure. After a few minutes of this teasing, I moved my way up, but skipped her pussy. I kissed all over her body and spent great deal of time on her tits. They were firm from excitement, and I sucked and gently bit her nipples. I could tell that she was really enjoying herself from the low moaning. I then moved up to her ear and made a low growling noise that sent goose bumps all over her body. I kissed her passionately. As the day's events unfolded into this kiss, she kissed me back with a passion that we rarely achieved. After several minutes of this, I began to touch her clit. She almost immediately climaxed. I kept kissing and manipulating her pussy with my right hand, bringing her to another orgasm.

I then moved back down her body, kissing her neck and tits along the way. Prior to stopping at her pussy, I licked her flat stomach and told her how hot it made me to kiss her all over her awesome body. Then I began to eat her pussy gently. I was talking dirty to her in between licks. When I told her that I caught James Bond admiring her beauty, she had another orgasm. When it was over, I told her I wasn't sure how that made me feel.

She laughed and said, "Let me know how this makes you feel" as she engulfed my rock hard cock in her mouth. She began to suck my cock with a passion, and then took my cock out of her mouth and stroked it with her hand while she licked my balls. She knows how I love to have my balls licked during a blowjob. I had shaved before the trip so that my balls would be nice and smooth for her. It began to feel so good that I told that that she better stop if she wants to get fucked because she was going to get me there.

She grunted and then said, "I want to taste your come." She looked at me as she said this and that drives me wild. She positioned herself so that she was looking in my eyes as she sucked my cock. She was telling me that she wanted to taste me and that she was going to suck me dry. I came gallons from the blowjob. She swallowed every last drop, but not before she opened her mouth like a porn star to show me my come and then swallowed.

Jenny then got back to sucking my cock. I though I was going to pass out from the post come sucking. After awhile, I positioned her in a 69 and ate her to another orgasm. Her excitement brought me back to full hardness, and I told her it was time to get fucked.

She jumped on top and rode me hard, all the while telling me how good my cock felt inside her. I squeezed and massaged her tits with each stroke and was certainly enjoying myself. I pushed her back with my cock still inside her so that I had access to her clit. I stroked and played with it until she came again.