At last, our daughter, Liz, left for college. She was adamant she'd rather go as far as possible from home and was admitted to ASU. We didn't argue. She had good grades and was accepted to 3 other colleges, but ASU was the farthest from our home in New York.
My wife, Tara, and I had a good life. I was a lawyer working for a reputable company, and Tara was a pharmacist. We were an upper-middle-class family with enough means to support everything we wanted in life, and we were both happy at work.
We got married 21 years earlier. I loved Tara at first sight: She was pretty, athletic, cheerful, and smart. It took me 3 months to persuade her to marry me. Before me, she was fondled several times by her former boyfriend but never had sexual intercourse. After we started dating, she begged me for patience with intimacy. I cared for her and didn't insist. Our full sex happened 2 months later. It was a great success: I took it easy, and losing her virginity was not as painful as she dreaded. In fact, in our first time, she unexpectedly orgasmed 3 times!
Since that day, Tara not only agreed to have sex every time I showed interest but pushed me to have it more often. Before Liz was born, we experimented a lot, using doggy style, cowgirl, and even anal. I fondly recall the time we did it on a patch of grass in the nearby state park...
In the first 3 months of her pregnancy, Tara suffered from severe nausea, and our sex life was on life support. In later months, the nausea disappeared, but her tummy began growing, and although we enjoyed sexual activity again, we were limited with the positions we used. About a year after Liz was born, we resumed our unrestricted carnal activity. Life was mostly good again, except when baby Liz was sick.
As a child, Liz was easier to handle than most kids her age, but our sex life became less adventurous and more time-limited. Starting when Liz was 12, our sexual fun was reduced to about once a week when she was out of the house or sound asleep. Theoretically, we could have done it more often, but Tara was scared Liz might come to our room or hear us, so we elected to abstain. The worst was during Liz's junior and senior high school years: Nonstop classmates and friends roamed our house all hours of day and night. Privacy became a rare treat. To say we were frustrated sexually was an underestimation. So now, with renewed vigor, we were ready to start over.
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In the first week, we hardly moved from bed. We were too hungry for each other. In the second week, when we were both very horny, I suggested each one of us mention his/her favorite fantasy, and the other one obliged to agree. Tara was so aroused that she didn't listen to my reasoning and agreed at mid-sentence. She even suggested I'd go first.
There were many fantasies I wished to fulfill, and I had to choose one. After 24 hours, I told Tara, "I want to go to a clothing-optional beach, where both of us will be naked for a full day, and when it turns dark, I'd like to fuck you on the shore."
She grinned, "Honey, sounds good to me."
The next Saturday, we flew to Miami, rented a car, and drove to Bal Harbour. We arrived at our hotel, Sea View, around 6 pm. It was a gorgeous evening and 80 degrees. The sunset was supposed to be after 8:30 pm, so we had enough time to go to the beach. Rather than going to the nearest one, we drove to North Houlover Beach. Tara watched the many bathers who braved the stares and were topless, with some even totally naked.
Initially, we left our stuff on a thin blanket. Tara removed her top, and both walked around to enjoy the nice weather and watch the crowd. We noticed that walkers always wore bottoms, but while resting, some people removed everything.
Unlike mine, Tara's skin was very pale, and I offered to spread sunblock lotion on her. She sighed, "That will be wonderful, honey." She lay on her tummy, and I did her shoulders and back, massaging her skin with the oily liquid. She moaned and whispered, "Your soft hands make it feel very sensual."
I chuckled, "Good. I plan to continue and reap the rewards sometime later."
She didn't bother answering.
I continued with her shapely legs. When I was done, I helped her turn on her back. Her creamy C-cup tits looked fantastic, and the dark-pinkish nipples were rock hard.
"Honey, what areas do you wish me to put the lotion on?"
"What a silly question! Every part that the sun's rays may burn."
I rubbed her neck and descended to her shoulder and upper chest. Then I looked around. There were 5 men and 2 ladies ogling Tara's body and waiting to see what came next. I thought about it and decided to continue. Knowing these 7 people enjoyed the sight aroused me, and my pecker began to stiffen. I cupped, caressed, and massaged one mammary after the other. They felt firm and soft at the same time; don't ask me how it could happen. I had the urge to suck on her pointy nipples but resisted. I noticed 3 of the guys sported some degree of erection.
Tara mumbled, "Jimmy, honey, If you continue tweaking my breasts like that, I am going to rape you here in front of all the people who I am sure liking what they see..."
I smirked, "Not a good idea. The police will put us in jail, and we won't be able to fuck for a while."
"So stop making me horny. Actually, I have a better idea; Let's go in the water, and your stiffy can get an appetizer before nightfall."
"You are right. Let's do it because we'll have to leave this beach pretty soon."
The water was cool and refreshing. As we were neck-high in the water, Tara grabbed my still-erect member and giggled, "Were you excited because you played with my tits or watching the others who stared at you doing me?"
I kneaded her beautiful orbs and said, "Both..."
She chortled, "You, pervert!"
"True, and you love it. Don't you?"
"Nobody knows me here, so watching others' positive reactions ensures me that despite my 40 years, I am still quite attractive."
"Honey, you are not just 'quite attractive.' You are sexy as hell."
"In that case, stop talking and show me your prowess."
I lifted her 140 pounds, placed her legs around my waist, and shoved my cock into her exposed pussy. Despite the salty water, there was some lubrication, but it was much less than needed. Tara gasped. Seconds later, she recovered and began countering my ministrations. I was extremely aroused by the still-fresh in my memory picture of a young man playing with his cock when I massaged Tara's boobs. I intensified my drilling, feeling her body jolting up and down with each stroke. An older gentleman stood in the water about 10 yards from us and lifted his hand with a thumbs-up sign.
Tara climaxed without warning, screaming her heart out. I followed suit a couple of minutes later, flooding her cunt with my seed. We rested in the water for 10 minutes, then exited the water, and left shortly after.
The sun was about to set. We ate dinner on the terrace, watching the sun slowly disappear. It was a romantic view. I stood up and kissed my lovely wife, "Honey, I may not say it enough, but I love you very much."
She mumbled, "You better..."
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We arrived back at the hotel, showered, and went to eat dinner. It was OK. After resting for an hour, it was already dark outside. We put on our swimsuits and robes and grabbed 2 clean towels, a queen-size sheet, the bed cover, phones, and a drink.
We walked the 150 yards to the shore and strolled along the beach. Certain places were more lighted than others. A few couples were walking by us and ignored us completely. We found a dim place and spread the sheet.
Tara took off her bikini and looked at me. I did the same, and we lay side by side. The temperature was 76 degrees, and no wind. It was very comfortable - A nice bugless night.
I lay on my back and watched the sky. I was no expert in Astronomy, but I recognized some stars in the sky. Tara was not interested in observing the sky. She blurted, "Honey, I prefer to be fucked thoroughly and see stars while I orgasm."
Next, she bent her head on me, and her full lips engulfed my organ. From prior experience, I knew that sucking me aroused not just me but Tara as well. As she bobbed my rod, I felt her terrific breasts. She groaned on my penis and continued sucking me faster.
I began hearing voices approaching us. I couldn't see them, but I estimated the people were about 100 feet away. Tara either didn't hear them or didn't care and continued milking me. While my cock was lodged securely in her mouth, I assumed a 69 position and started licking, kissing, and munching on her shaved cunt.
Tara's moans became louder, vibrating my pole and bringing me closer to a powerful climax. I ignored the people, who were now probably 50 feet away, inserted 2 fingers into her pussy, and rubbed her G spot while my thumb pressed on her clitoris.
Within seconds, Tara's torso began trembling. Her respiration and pulse shot up, and her mouth worked in overdrive. I came in her mouth, dumping gallons of slimy goo. However, my tool refused to deflate, and I left it in Tara's mouth and continued abusing her genitals.
I heard the voices of a man and a woman near us. I didn't stop playing with her cunt. When they were about 5-6 feet from us, Tara whimpered on my cock. They stopped talking and ran away...
I slowed down gradually. Tara went down from her high and whispered, "You were very deviant, forcing me to be loud when this poor couple was near us."
I laughed, "I enjoyed it. Didn't you?"
