When Babs came back from Cyprus after her holiday with her friends, although she looked terrific with her all over tan, I knew something was bothering her. That weekend over dinner at the golf club she admitted that she had been rather foolish with putting out a little too readily for a squaddie and his mate and the next night six of them had rather forcibly gang banged her.
I was rather shocked because whilst I knew her experiences detailed in our two stories about the red miniskirt had totally released her sexually and I thought that she would experiment when she was away with her friends, I was perturbed that she had let herself get into a situation which had got out of hand. However I have to say that I was also very aroused by the thought of my mature wife's body being taken in such a fashion by a large group of young studs but slightly concerned that it would blunt her new found sexuality.
That night, although I was really aroused I was careful to make love to her gently and as we lay cuddling I said I hoped her Cyprus experience had not put her off us having more sexual adventures. I was relieved when she assured me she had enjoyed our sexual adventures to date, and had really enjoyed her first night with the two young guys because the sex was so good. It was the way the guys had treated her the next night that she had found off putting plus as she put it " you can have too much of a good thing sometimes!"
I need not have worried because a fortnight on she was quite willing to go to bed with a friend of mine who was over from the US on an antique buying trip. He and I shared Babs for the second time and afterwards she admitted that she had really enjoyed being pleasured and pleasuring two guys again.
A month later saw us off to Ireland to take in a few antique fairs and as the weather was glorious we decided to eschew one of the city hotels for a small village hotel on one of the lakes. It had been recommended to us, by some friends as being in a village with two wonderful pubs that never closed!
The first night going down to dinner Babs looked absolutely superb β her white quite transparent cross over blouse and very tight cropped trousers contrasting with her residual holiday tan topped up by a few sunbed sessions.
I was slightly disappointed that she had not gone braless although the lacey bra did push up her heavy 38cs and display a good bit of cleavage. The tight trousers left very little to the imagination as they clung to her pussy mound and around her ripe thighs and buttocks. She got quite a few glances from the other diners and when we went in to the bar for a post dinner drink. I suggested we go up to the other bar the Potcheen Still. She said she wanted to freshen up first and I was delighted when she came down with a superb new shelf cupless bra under the top. I really do prefer her to go braless as I prefer to see her heavy breasts unfettered and to see her ripe nipples than simply cleavage. But in a strange way this was even better as the bra lifted her breasts most excitingly and perfectly displayed the heavy breasts and nipples in all their glory.
I found it extremely sexy, as it was much more over stated than simply going braless and actually made the statement β I've got great breasts and you can look at them.
Although the bar was quite dark it was very crowded with a good mixed crowd mainly from the cruising boats at the small harbour, and I noticed Babs breasts and rear being admired as I pushed her through the crowd on our way to the bar. It genuinely looked as if the bar did not close but as the cigarette smoke was a bit oppressive and we were tired from our drive through Ireland we decided to have a walk down by the harbour before turning in.
The short walk to the small harbour in a perfect balmy moonlight night was refreshing as was the sway of Babs big buttocks in the skin tight trousers and the bounce of her largely unfettered breasts hanging above the new strangely exciting harness. I had quite perked up by the time we arrived at the end of the pier. I moved up behind her and grabbing a double handful of heavy pendulous breasts I ground my stiffening erection against her rear.
"Mmmmm, I thought you were tired," she murmured "I thought I was going to have to do all the work tonight."
"So did I," I grated " but that big rear has been tantalising me and half the guys in the pub all night and I'm going to give it what it needs." " But first lets get those tits free. " I pulled off her top to leave her big tits dangling above the bra.
Placing her hands against the harbour wall, tits dangling she bent backwards pushing her rear up to me and as I peeled down her trousers to reveal just a white string separating the big cool orbs of her rear, my cock forgot any sense of lethargy. As I groped between her ass cheeks with one hand while releasing my cock with the other I muttered "can I give you it up the ass?"
"Its your choice" she said " I lubed in the loo because I thought you might want it."
Parting the big creamy and excitingly cool hips I could see the sheen of the lube on her rosebud and the thought of buggering her big ass in full view of the boats in the harbour gave a real edge to my lust and to my erection. I pressed the head of my cock into her tight sphincter and as it engaged, rammed it hard home. I was slightly startled by her involuntary moan of pain but my overriding sense of lust and the fantastic tightness of her contracting orifice round my cock drove me on. Also I am afraid I couldn't help thinking of the six guys who had plundered her ass in Cyprus and this made me stallion her even harder with pure animal lust.
I rode her ass for about ten minutes savouring the fantastic feeling of her big soft cool cheeks bouncing against my balls as I rammed it home and she thrust to meet me. My climax erupted and I shot my load deep into her bowels. As my cock throbbed its load into her she came upright and I grabbed two handfuls of soft cold tit as I tried to prolong the pleasure of my cock in her rear.
We were startled out of our post coital reverie by a blast of white light from a spot lamp from one of the boats near the entrance to the pier and as Babs and I pulled our pants up her magnificent mammaries were in full view as a number of wolf whistles and catcalls rang out. I was a little startled and embarrassed but Babs was fantastic and she said " f*** it β so we put on a show for them."
Pulling her top on she and I walked down the pier towards the guys. As we did we ignored the whistles and the light went out as we approached. As we passed there were quite a few comments passed in rather loud English accents such as " would you like to come for a drink darling?", love the tits darling, did you get your ass fucked darling! "etc.We ignored them and as we passed the light came on again focused on Babs rear. Babs to her credit was totally unfazed and swayed her hips more than usual. I think she was quietly gratified when she heard their quite risquΓ© comments about what they would like to do with her including a very thick Irish Brogue saying he would give anything to "give to her in the ass."
Jokingly I said " I was thinking of taking up their offer to go for a drink."
I was stunned when she said " it is up to you."