Fun in the Sun

I'm so happy that many of you have enjoyed Michael's journey into voyeurism and exhibitionism (and more) so far. It's a genre that I will definitely pursue as I have always considered myself a closet voyeur. I really think this is the final part of the voyage for Michael though.

Fun in the Sun pt3

10 months later...

"You are close to your aunt and uncle, aren't you?"

"I am. What can I say? They were really good to me when I was having a difficult time a while back. They've always been there for me."

"Lucy is very attractive isn't she? I hope I look that good when I get to her age."

Michael looked across the bed and smiled as he took in the similarities between Lucy and Sophie.

"What about John?" He then asked.

"What do you mean?" Sophie said, a bit taken aback.

"Do you think he's handsome?"

"I might..." She replied coyly.

Michael turned to face her and placed a hand onto her thigh. A signal that they both knew what was meant.

"Do you want to watch me?" Sophie said stroking a hand over his chest.

"I would love that."

She then pushed the duvet from them and kicked it down the bed. They both felt the heat from the morning sun over their young bodies. Michael slipped off his pyjamas bottoms. She saw that he was already hard;

"Blimey! Let me catch up!" She joked.

Sophie then looked at him as her hand gently stroked over her soft cotton pyjama top. She lingered around her nipples and they quickly responded.

"Take off your bottoms please." He said softly.

She did as asked and threw them aside.

"You love watching me don't you?" She said as she stroked her inner thighs.

"More than you can imagine."

Sophie then leant back on her pillow and closed her eyes. Michael could see her hand starting to stroke over her smooth pussy. She was still getting used to the feel of herself as she'd only just started shaving after Michael had suggested it.

"It does feel good." She said quietly.

She slipped a finger down into her folds and found she was getting wet.

"Have you always liked watching?"

"I guess I have." He replied whilst still stroking his cock.

A little while later she asked;

"Are you a voyeur?"

"Yes."

Sophie's eyes briefly opened;

"That was a definite reply."

"I'm definitely a voyeur; I'm not ashamed of it."

Another pause;

"Would you tell me about it?"

Michael could see the signs of his girlfriend getting excited; her speech changed slightly, her breathing changed and her skin was flushing. Before he could answer she followed up with;

"God, have you watched two people have sex, in actual real life?"

Her hand was already starting to move faster.

"I have, yes."

"What was it like?"

"It was one of the best experiences of my adult life. To watch two people making love was so special."

He then proceeded to tell Sophie in great detail some of the sights a voyeur could expect to observe. This really started her hand working.

"Fuck, I'm going to come soon." She said as she started shaking.

Michael quickly scooted around until he was in-between her legs. Grabbing her legs he pushed them back until her knees were resting on her chest. This was one of his favourite views of his beautiful girlfriend. She looked so vulnerable and exposed, and he knew that was how she felt in that position - he also knew it turned her on immensely

"Fuck, fuck. Use your tongue, please."

Michael did as she asked and dipped it into her wet lips. He then worked his way down lower. As soon as she felt his tongue make contact with her tight rear hole she started coming.

"Fuck, you dirty bastard, fuck, fuck it."

It had taken Michael a long time to build up to this point. Sophie was three years older than him and definitely not a prude, but he was slowly trying to expand on what she enjoyed in the bedroom. Playing with her rear hole was a very recent addition to their love making. As Sophie stopped shaking and shuddering her eyes suddenly flew open and she stared at him;

"God, Michael! Did they

know

you were watching?"

He smiled and nodded.

"I'm going to fuck you now." He said, and with her legs now resting on his shoulders he pushed his cock deep into her.

They lay there in each others arms bathing in the after glow of fucking. After a while Sophie spoke;

"Who was the couple Michael?"

"Ah, that is a secret - you won't be getting that out of me so don't go down that road."

"Have I met them?"

"Sophie love, you won't get it out of me."

"Well, we'll see about that..."

Later that day they were in the kitchen chatting about colour schemes for the spare bedroom when Michael's phone buzzed in his pocket. He walked out of the room briefly as he read the message. He soon returned and went back to flicking through the catalogue.

"I think I might pop over to John and Lucy's tomorrow afternoon."

He knew only to well Sophie already had plans for Sunday.

"Well, give them my love."

Michael thought about what she'd just said and smiled...

The three of them lay on the bed getting there breath back. John then got up, passed his wife a box of tissues before making his way to the bathroom.

"How's Sophie?" Lucy asked as she wiped the sperm from two men off of her body.

"Great thanks."

"And your sex life?"

"Getting better and better."

"Glad to hear it."

After a pause Michael spoke;

"You know, I think

she

would get off on watching."

"Good god, what? The three of us?"

"No, no, she's along way from there. Perhaps though, under the right conditions you and John."

"Well there's food for thought. Hey, you'd better look sharp, Josh will be home soon."

Sophie walked into the kitchen with a big smile on her face.

"What is it?" Michael said knowing she'd just come off the phone to someone.

"That was Lucy."

Michael's ears pricked up.

"Oh, what did she want?" He said not looking up from his phone.

"You won't believe it."

"Try me."

"Your aunt and uncle have invited us to go on holiday with them in two weeks time."

"Have they? Where to?"

"Crete."

Michael stood up, walked over to the fridge and studied the calendar.

"You've got that week off - its half term. I could have a word with my team leader - she does owe me a favour."

"I don't know lover, I've never been on holiday with anyone other than my own family."

"You know Lucy and John; they're like family aren't they?"

"I suppose."

"That's settled then."

Michael swung the car into the driveway. No sooner did he pull the handbrake on, the front door opened and Lucy rushed out to greet them. She hugged them both in turn;

"John won't be a minute; he's just having a squeezy wee."

Once their suitcases were stowed away, Michael reversed out and looked at the sat nav.

"Ok back there?" Michael said looking in the rear view mirror. He saw both Lucy and John smile at him.

"Never better Michael thanks." John said.

As they approached the airport Sophie turned around in her seat;

"Looking forward to a week in the sun guys?"

"Oh yes, after that winter were looking forward to getting back into our beach gear."

Sophie suddenly had a vision of Lucy in a bikini... and thought; she bet she looked fab in a bikini.

The queue for check in wasn't too bad, and they were soon though and sat waiting for their flight to come up on the screen in departures.

They had nearly an hour to wait so two of them kept their row of four seats, while the other two killed some time looking around the shops. John and Sophie stayed this time. Sophie tried to strike up a conversation;

"How's the squash?"

"Oh, pretty good - our club is in the semi finals for the cup this year."

"Well, it certainly looks like it keeps you fit."

"Thanks, I try."

Just then Sophie looked up for no reason. She then looked over at the big screen to see if they had a gate number yet. She then saw Michael and Lucy chatting in the distance. She smiled as she saw how comfortable and happy they looked in each others company. She then saw them embrace, ah, that's nice she thought. Then she saw Lucy... no it couldn't have been... A person had walked past just at that moment.

Sophie shook her head and stuck her head back in her phone.

The flight was good, and John and Lucy spent the time getting to know Sophie better and visa versa. By the time their transfer dropped them off at the hotel, Michael was over the moon to watch Sophie totally relax around his aunt and uncle.

They collected their room key cards and then headed to the lifts. A porter had taken their cases so the four of them just had their hand luggage. One couple got room 306 and the other had 315.

"Is this the last time we do this John?" As soon as the words left his mouth Michael realised he'd slipped up.

"Oh I wouldn't say it's a firm rule." John said with a wink.

Lucy started to explain to Sophie about their plan to always use the stairs for the rest of the holiday in an effort to at least burn off a few calories.

"Have you three been on holiday together before then?" Sophie asked, looking at them.

"Of course we have, we're a very close family."

Michael wasn't sure if Lucy had made it better or worse...

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For Michael and Sophie, the next two days were full of sex, swimming and sun. Michael quickly realised that in the 8 months that they'd been together, he'd not seen Sophie in a bikini before. Bra and panties, obviously but the bikini is a different kettle of fish. Michael decided much of the attraction was in watching other men viewing his girlfriend with lust as she walked by in basically her underwear.

Lucy looked fantastic as usual and Michael was delighted to see the white bikini make a welcome return. He also had to make a conscious decision to not spend too much time catching Lucy's eye.

It was on their third night that things went wrong. Sophie and Michael were just getting ready to leave for the evening meal when Michael realised something was up with Sophie. He then realised she'd been very quiet for a while.

"You alright love?" he asked as he buttoned up his shirt.

"Yeah, just tired." She replied without looking at him.

He wasn't convinced. He walked up behind her and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked back at him with glassy eyes as she put her earrings in. Then she dropped the bombshell;

"It was them, wasn't it?"

Michael froze. He tried to laugh, but nothing happened.

"It was Lucy and John you watched fucking, wasn't it?"

Michael hung his head low - he didn't now need to answer.

"How could you? Bring me on holiday with them?"

And with that she grabbed her handbag and dashed out of the door. Michael thought about running after her, but what would he say if he caught her?

With a heavy heart he knocked on John and Lucy's door. Lucy opened it and immediately hugged him when she saw his eyes.

"Come in." She said softly.

Michael told them what Sophie had said whilst sat on their bed.

"I'm so sorry Michael, it's my fault. I should never have invited you both. What was I thinking?" Lucy said and hugged his side. John stood by the window looking out at the sunset. He then turned to them both.

"Go and find her Michael. You are not a bad person - you say she only knows you watched us, that is very far down the list of other possibilities."

Michael thought he had to agree with his uncle. It can't be that bad, can it? Michael then leapt up.

"I'll find you later." And with that he disappeared.

Michael eventually found Sophie; she was sat on her own on the beach watching the sea. He walked up and sat down four feet away to her left side.

They sat in silence for a long time.

"You should have told me."

"I wanted to, but, I guess I didn't want to put you off me, or them."

She gave him a look before looking out to sea again. Eventually Michael spoke up;

"Let's just try and get through the rest of the week yeah?"

She looked at him with dark eyes;

"I can't go on..."

"Honey it can't be..." He interrupted her, before she then cut him off;

"Shut up, just shut up. I haven't finished; I can't go on now I know the truth. I guess I've suspected for some time; the coded messages, the flirting. I can't go on without experiencing what you did."

Michael was utterly floored. He put his head between his knees and started sobbing. Sophie came over and sat beside him and put an arm around him. After a while she spoke;

"It

is

your fault you know? If you hadn't teased me about being a voyeur I wouldn't have thought about it constantly for the last few weeks."

"I do love you Sophie."

"And I love you, now shall we go and find the unbelievably sexy Lucy and the fucking stud she's married to?"

They walked into the bar and spotted them straight away. John stood up as soon as he spotted them walking over. Michael thought he looked terrible. Lucy then stood up too. Lucy started;

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't worry," she said at she looked at them in turn. "Michael and I have had a good long talk and the long and short of it is, I think its time for bed."

John looked at Michael, hoping for some clarification. Michael just smiled and winked. Lucy was already hugging Sophie tight.

They all then made their way up the corridor to their rooms. John and Michael had held back and had been talking quietly to each other.

Lucy opened the door to her room and John leaned in over her, and grabbed the key card.

"Well goodnight you two." John said, and held out his hand for Sophie to shake.

She accepted (although she thought it strange) and came away with a key card in her palm.

"What happens now?" she whispered to Michael as she saw their door close.

"Oh, I reckon we stand here chatting for about sixty seconds, before we very quietly sneak in."

"Fucking hell Michael, this is so fucking sexy - I can't believe I'm wet already."

He then pulled her hand to his crotch.

"It's perfectly normal." He said dryly.

She squeezed his cock though his shorts.

"Can we go in yet?" she said like a excited school girl.

"Just a bit longer." He said knowing by now, she would be oozing juice into her knickers.

He held the key card up and then turned to her.

"You trust me?"

"Of course darling." She said with feeling.

"Do you trust John and Lucy?"

"I do."

"Then let's go in." He shushed her before quietly opened the door.

Sophie walked in holding on to his back tightly. She could see the lights were already off. Michael led them over to the far side of the room and they each stood behind a curtain. Sophie could see two bodies under the covers. Sophie looked at Michael impatiently.

"Relax." He mouthed.

Just then she noticed the bed sheet moving. She stood absolutely transfixed. Then she saw a leg kicking the sheet off of them and then down off the bed.

What she saw shocked and excited her in equal measure. She looked on in wonder as she saw beautiful Lucy with her bottom in the air and her head was bobbing up and down between her husband's legs. She stole a glance at Michael. She then had another shock seeing that Michael had already pulled his shorts down and was now stroking his hard cock.

Sophie didn't know where to look now but eventually her curiosity pulled her back to the bed. She then heard John quietly tell Lucy how well she sucked cock. This was too much for Sophie and her hand then snaked up under her long flowing skirt. Just when she was about to reach into the waistband of her knickers she saw Lucy climb back up the bed.

"Bugger me John."

There it was - unmistakeable, she heard it as clear as day. Her hands ripped at her knickers. She didn't really care how much noise she made. Within a few short seconds her knickers were on the floor and her skirt was pulled up to her waist.

Michael looked across as he saw his wonderful girlfriend frantically strumming her clit.

Sophie looked on without blinking. She then saw John between Lucy's legs. She couldn't quite see though the half light but she reckoned he was lapping away at her pussy. She then caught sight of John's large cock jutting down. Sophie's hand was now a blur and she was starting to make some strange noises.

Michael realised she was actually loosing control. He moved over to her curtain and stood behind her. He put a hand lightly over her mouth. He knew all to well Lucy and John could hear her orgasm approaching, but he wanted to keep the illusion going a little longer.

Just then they both saw John reach over to the bedside, He came back with something in his hand. Sophie realised what it was as soon as she saw John work the lube onto his cock.

She then saw John put Lucy into the position that she herself favoured the most. With Lucy's legs over John's shoulders Sophie witnessed John press his cock to her bottom.

Sophie opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Michael sitting opposite her in a chair. He was dressed and drinking a cup of coffee. The morning sun coming through the windows framed him beautifully she thought.

"You slept well lover." He said smiling.

He then stayed silent as he watched her going through the inevitable thought processes.

"What happened?" She said eventually.

"I would say you probably had the best orgasm of your life."

She then lay back down and stared at the ceiling. She stayed like that for a good five minutes before she spoke.

"Fucking hell Michael - it's like a drug."

"I know, I

have

been trying to tell you."

"What actually happened?"

"Well, I guess you fainted or passed out. Either you had too much sun, or maybe not enough fluids. Perhaps you had too much alcohol on an empty stomach. Or it may have been the moment you saw John's hard cock push into Lucy's bottom you were, well, overcome."

"You fucker! Don't tease. How did I get back here?"

"John and I carried you back."

"Good lord! Did I interrupt them?"

"Just slightly honey. But, relax, nothing surprises those two - they always manage to take everything in their stride."

"And you, did you - you know, come?"

"Oh I'd already shot my bolt when I first realised how turned on you were."

Michael climbed onto bed beside her and put his head to her bosom.

"I'm so proud of you Sophie."

"That's a strange thing to say in the circumstances."

"I mean it. Against the odds you saw though your fantasy. You could have just crawled into a hole for the rest of the week. But no, you dug deep."

He kissed her hard then got up off the bed.

"Come on, breakfast."

"You go, I'll stay here."

"No you won't, I have a feeling it's going to be a long day."

They walked down to breakfast hand in hand. Just as they reached the doors to the restaurant Sophie turned and stopped Michael.

"What do I say to them?"

"Honey, don't worry - they won't even mention it, unless you do. Come on."

Sophie soon relaxed as she sat there eating her breakfast listening to John and Lucy talking about what their son was probably getting up to, since he had the house to himself for a week.

"What do you reckon guys? The pool or the beach today?" John said as he and Lucy got up from the table.

"Shall we try the beach?" Sophie said.

"Good idea. Shall we meet you down there after breakfast?" Lucy replied.

"Sounds great."

With that John and Lucy said cheerio and left.

Michael held her hand and smiled at her. After a pause, Sophie put down her coffee and looked around to make sure she wouldn't be overheard;

"Do you think they would let us try again tonight?" She said quietly, squeezing his hand.

"I can guarantee they will very much be hoping we will. They find the act of being watched as sexy as we do watching. Lucy told me they always have the best sex when someone else is in the room."