To the reader: this story is a bit of a slow burn. In the author's humble opinion, stories about human sexuality are more intense and gratifying when they are both believable and involve characters who have some emotional depth.
Every day
, people somewhere partake in what many would call extraordinary sexual adventures. How they came to it is as at least as interesting as what they do.
This is a complete work of fiction. The characters are wholly made up, as is the premise of the story. However, the general nature of the sex scenes
are
somewhat consistent with some of the author's personal experiences, although enhanced by poetic license. The resort where the story occurs is likewise fictitious but loosely based on the amalgamation of resorts which the author has visited.
Prologue: "Baby I'm Amazed" Paul McCartney
Hi, my name is Tim. I consider myself an average guy. At age 52, the body is holding up okay. I try to keep in shape, but I will admit I'm a little bit soft in the middle. I am not bad looking, but then again, a modeling career is not in my near future. Unfortunately, I wasn't blessed with a huge a dick, just an average one. My wife tells me I am good looking, I suspect she is prejudice in my favor. She also says I have an unusually attractive penis. I've seen a few dicks in my life, and finding one attractive is unlikely. I think
attractive
is a word woman use when big is not on the table. She also says its thicker than average, so I guess I got that going for me.
The point is that, in general, I am the guy down the street, or next to you at work. Hell, more than likely, I am just like you.
So how does an everyday average Joe end up in a tropical paradise with his cock buried in his 28-year-old sister in law while she is going down on a 35-year-old goddess? That my friends, is a story.
It all begins about 10 years ago when I joined the ranks of the happily divorced. I dated a little for about 3 years before providence introduced me to Joanne. We dated, fell in love and much to my surprise, I remarried. She's six years younger than I, but looks more like 10. For my money, she's the perfect woman. She's smart, articulate, and a successful business owner.
She is also easy on the eyes. She has light brown hair, high cheekbones, and warm brown eyes. At 5'10" and one hundred and forty pounds, she looks fit and healthy. She is in the gym 3 times a week and does yoga at night. She has that sexy muscle tone that gives just a bit of definition in the abs. She has pert A-cup breasts, and best of all, she has quarter-sized areolas with prominent nipples. When cold or exited those "pokies" are unmistakable.
Best of all, like many women her age, she has grown comfortable with her body and sexuality. Jo is fearless in bed. She lacks inhibition; she likes what she likes, she wants what she wants, and she is without shame. Early on, I was thrilled to learn that she enjoys a rich fantasy life and loves to talk dirty before and during sex. On many nights, I was amazed as my sweet, reserved JoJo rode me while whispering about imagined group sex, exhibitionism, or a lesbian fantasy. Sometimes she would even give me a "self-love show." As she touched herself, she would talk about blowing one of our friends while I fucked her or sharing me with one of her friends. When she is inspired, my sweet girl can get as raunchy as a drunken sailor. She can practically talk herself, and me, into an orgasm. To my everlasting joy, I discovered she wasn't just all talk.
My first exciting discovery was that she is a bit of an exhibitionist. Soon after we started dating, we took a trip to the Caribbean and discovered the joys of nude beaches. On the second day of our first trip to Jamaica, she agreed to give the au natural beach a shot, and we have never looked back. Now, we only go to resorts that have a nude beach.
If you talk to nude beach enthusiasts they will tell you it's not a sexual thing, it's about freedom and being comfortable in your own skin. This is true; being naked in nature is both liberating and self-affirming. And I agree that you do get used to being around nude people. You eventually come to accept them for who and what they are and how they look. Surprisingly, folks on nude beaches are much more friendly, talkative, and social than their
textile
counterparts. Social nudity is a shared experience that builds a sense of community. People on nude beaches are just a lot of fun!
But at least for me, there remains a small underlying current of sexuality. When I am standing next to and speaking with, a nude woman, I cannot help
checking her out.
I also have to admit that it's kind of a turn on when I catch other men ogling Joanne. And, make no mistake, JoJo likes the attention. She likes to see naked people, and moreover, she loves to be seen. More than once, I have seen her wiggle a little extra as she strolls by a man, or her legs casually open a bit when she notices a man or women sneaking a peek.
Perhaps, the sexual undertones come from the fact that the fantasy of sex with nude strangers and the reality of it are not as far apart as some of the more avid naturists would have you believe. My experience over the years has taught me that more than a few naturists are also exhibitionists. They like being nude, and many find a little thrill in being seen naked.
Let's face it, to jump into communal nudism requires a certain adventurous nature and a heightened awareness of the body. I am not suggesting that the folks on nude beaches are all getting their jollies, they certainly are not, but many are a little more sexually liberated than their textile friends. If you read literature on nude beaches and resorts, you find that sexuality is dismissed as unwelcome and a non-occurrence. Don't believe for a second that libidos are left at home when vacationers make their way to the nude beach. Experience says otherwise.
Although we are not swingers, Jo and I have had a few occasions where we have explored a little vacation eroticism. Like many couples, we have enjoyed some romantic interludes during moonlight visits at the nude beach or hot tub. It is not uncommon for couples to migrate to the beach hot tub at night with a bottle of wine and romance on their minds. Being naked in a hot tub at night is not only romantic, it's erotic, and making love in the open air is electrifying.
All the better is "playing" in the presence of a like-minded couple. Being watched while you play naked with your spouse is a form of "safe" naughtiness.
It's certainly not "typical," but every now and again the moonlight, the wine, and the nudity conspire to lower inhibitions. Sometimes fooling around in front of other couples, can lead to more adventurous behavior. It happens a lot more than you might guess.
Joanne and I have had the pleasure of sharing each other with a few new vacation friends and even strangers. In these encounters, Jo has learned that her fantasy life mirrors her real passions. She has found that she occasionally likes to "play" with girls. Like me, Jo loves the feel of a woman's body and, the taste of it. Mostly she revels in the taboo. She also loves to suck a strange cock once in a while. She tells me it isn't the cock she loves so much as the rush of being with a stranger. She loves the depravity of playing the slut a little.
I suspect there is a bit of a bad girl lurking in many women. Absolutely, there is a wicked woman in my sweet wife! This has led to a couple of partner trades and even threesomes involving some soft swapping. We limit our fun to oral sex, and we have never brought our fun and games home. It's more of a guilty pleasure that we allow ourselves on vacation than a part of our lifestyle.
Still, nothing spices up a getaway, or for that matter a marriage, more than a little naughty fun once in a while. Memories of watching your wife go down another woman; or blowing another guy while his wife is sucking you off can fuel an intense sex life at home. Of course, there is also the thrill of new adventures. Let me tell you, if you have never experienced having two women giving you a blow job at the same time, you are missing out. I am a lucky guy!
Naturally, I've come to really look forward to our annual trips to the nude beach resorts in Jamaica and Mexico. I love warm weather, blue water and sand on my toes, but let's face it; what guy doesn't want to see naked women all day and maybe get into a threesome!
Last October, I eagerly booked us into our favorite Jamaican resort for a late December trip. Because sometimes I am more frugal than smart, I opted for a great deal on a prepaid, nonrefundable vacation. Two weeks before our departure, Joanne dropped the bomb. She had to opt-out of the trip. Susie, her assistant manager, was due for surgery. Susie is the only other person in the world that Jo would trust with her business for 8 or 9 days, and so travel was just not gonna happen.
On getting the news, I was not sure what upset me more, missing the vacation or losing more than $6000. I suggested that perhaps I could find someone to buy the vacation at a discount, but I was not optimistic. There are not just that many people who can drop what they're doing for an extended vacation on two weeks' notice and can also lay their hands on several thousand dollars for what amounts to a last-second whim.
A few days later, Joanne dropped bomb number two. She looked me in the eyes, and in a sincere voice suggested that I take her younger sister Sarah along with me to Jamaica.
As always, my response was decisive and articulate, "You want to run that by me again?"
She patiently repeated the suggestion followed by, "there's no use in wasting all that money. If you take her, you still get to go to the Caribbean, and you will be out of my hair for a week while I deal with work. Just as importantly, Sarah will get a chance to go on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation; that she couldn't otherwise afford."
I replied, "let me get this straight, you want me to spend 7 vacation days plus a couple of travel days with your sister. Your sister with whom I have nothing in common, barely know, and who rarely says more than 4 words in any one sentence. Is that about the size of it?"
With a slightly evil grin, her reply was simple, "Yup... It will be good for the 2 of you to spend some time with each other, and I would like for you to get closer."
I was truly surprised by Jo's attitude, "you realize that the resort only rents to couples, no single rooms, and no double beds. Just how close do you want us to get?"
