This is a true story being written as it is actually happening. If you don't see future chapters, I didn't make the hoped-for weight loss. If you are hoping for or anticipating sex involving others this is not the story for you. It is about a married couple very much in love and completely satisfied with each other.
In Chapter 1 you learned of my need to lose weight. My beautiful wife Stephanie is providing incentives for me to do so. She is dreaming up sexual adventures to be done every time 5 more pounds disappear.
Although this sounds like I'm the one getting the most pleasure here, I think she enjoys our adventures more than I do.
When I broke the 245 barrier, Stephanie decided our pubic hair would have to come off. I didn't have much chance to be apprehensive about going bare because she didn't inform me that her idea was that we would both would get trimmed until she stood with clippers in hand.
We have had a few amazing times together since that night. We have found that the closer contact, especially on her clit, without hair interference has heightened sensitivity. Her orgasms have often been quite intense but I sense an extra edge to them now.
A couple of nights ago she woke me at 2:00 in the morning wet as could be. She made me suck on her tits while rubbing her clit against my thigh. It didn't take long for me to get hard. She climbed on top of me and impaled herself on my cock. I could feel her vaginal muscles milking me for all I was worth.
Not that this hasn't happened before but it's been quite awhile. Between dreaming up adventures and our pubic bareness, Stephanie seems to have a renewed focus on our sex life.
As you know we started our married life quite inexperienced. The first few years together would involve what some might classify as "vanilla" sex. We had to get to know each other's bodies, how we moved together, and what sex really was all about.
We primarily made love missionary style with about equal time on top. While this might seem to grow stale over time, what was always present was the willingness to learn and grow.
We have come to love pleasing each other orally. We've bought some sex activity idea books. We've read a kama-sutra "positions" manual. We even gave anal a shot but that was clumsy and comical. However, it was a trip to Europe that really pushed us over some new plateaus.
We went to Europe to celebrate our 10th anniversary. We decided to fly non-stop from Dallas to Paris. This meant an overnight flight. We left the kids with the in-laws and friends drove us to the airport.
From the moment it was just the two of us, Stephanie seemed to take on a new personality. Once we passed through security and were in the airport waiting area she excused herself to use the restroom. When she came back I noticed an odd look on her face. It seemed to be a mixture of mischievousness and nervousness. She sat down and hastily hugged me. As I put my arm around her and squeezed her to me, her wonderful breasts seemed to mold to my body.
She was braless! Now I realize this is mild to many of you but not for my Stephanie. What a huge change and not one I had even requested. She stayed close to me, not wanting to "reveal" her new found freedom to others. Of course her shirt was buttoned to near the top but she also didn't want people to see her breasts moving inside the shirt. Was I ever to see something different over the next two weeks.
She said she wanted to feel European and told me I would be quite surprised when we hit a European beach.
Then.......I got the biggest shock of all. She looked me in the face and said that sometime during the flight she wanted to join the Mile High Club.
I didn't know she knew what that was. I told her this was going to be risky but she said not to worry she would figure it out.
About 3 in the morning, she woke me and told me to come to the bathrooms in the back of the plane in 5 minutes. She said to knock on the one with the locked sign on. There were 3 bathrooms and when I went back I hoped I wouldn't find more than one occupied. I didn't want to knock on the wrong one and draw attention to us. Fortunately, that proved to be true; I knocked and Stephanie opened the door, grabbed my belt and pulled me in.
The quarters were cramped but I managed to shut the door behind me. I stood with my back to the door and as my eyes adjusted I could see that Stephanie was bottomless. She unzipped me, pulled my cock out and began to devour it. She was so voracious in her sucking that I definitely felt a mixture of pain and pleasure. She mumbled that she wanted me hard quickly. I didn't have much trouble obliging her.
As soon as she decided I was hard enough, she turned and presented that glorious ass to me. I grabbed my cock and began to move it up and down the outside of her slit. She looked back and hissed, "I want you in me now!" I knew this was not a request but an order.
I sunk my cock between those wonderful lips and began to drive into her. I don't think it was more than 2 minutes before we frantically came together. I remember wanting to stay in her forever but as I came down from my high my nervous side took over and I began to worry about the flight attendants and getting caught.
Eventually we made it back to our seats and blissfully slept the rest of the night. We touched down in Paris and after a short layover flew to Corsica, rented a car, and drove to our condo near the coast.
It was early afternoon and after unpacking we decided to hit the beach.
I put on some board shorts and Stephanie put on a two piece bathing suit, somewhat modest by most standards but daring for her. It was a new suit and I noticed the width of the top panels could be adjusted along a string.
We only had to walk a block to the beach and found a lovely stretch of sand with the beautiful Mediterranean gleaming before us. We set our towels down and lay back to soak up some sun. After a few minutes, Stephanie asked if I would get a water bottle for her from our bag.
When I turned to give her the bottle I was shocked to see Stephanie had slid the top panels along the string to the sides of her breasts. Her full breasts were exposed! In addition they did not appear to have their normal milky white appearance; for that matter neither did her stomach. She confessed she had frequented a tanning booth a few times prior to our leaving and had gone topless.
Stephanie's topless exposure on the beach lasted for about 10 minutes and then she decided too many people were around. She said she knew we wouldn't see anyone we knew but still was nervous about exposing herself to strangers.
She never did take her top off completely but for her this was a big deal. We stayed for an hour then went back to our room, changed, and went out for dinner.
