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Preston Erotic Story
A tale of wifely mischief during a weekend at a beach house.
Slut wife story 381 - Shenanigans
My wife and I often spend the weekend at a beach house belonging to some friends of ours, Jess and Tammy. They only go there themselves about once a month and let us use it whenever we want. I always love going there because it's so peaceful. The back entrance to the house leads straight on to the sandy beach, which is usually deserted as there are no facilities around for miles. Jenny, my wife, finds it a little boring for her tastes, but doesn't mind indulging me once in a while.The last time we went there, I drove us down on the Friday night. We got there quite late, and couldn't really go out anywhere so we stayed indoors. I opened a bottle of whiskey and we drank and talked and laughed as we watched the sky darken over the horizon out to sea. I don't remember much of the evening, but when I woke up my eyes were bleary and there was a pounding in my head that just wouldn't stop. When my eyes came more into focus, I could just about make out Jenny standing at the end of the bed and looking out the window.
"Back in the land of the living, are we?" she asked me, grinning unsympathetically.
"What time is it?" I groaned.
"It's eleven o'clock. How's your head?"
"Terrible. What are you doing?" I asked her.
"I thought I'd lie in the sun while you sleep it off," she said as she turned her back to me to take the suntan lotion out of her bag.
As she bent over, I reached out to touch her ass. The sudden movement made my head start to spin and I quickly lied back down on the bed. Something at the back of my mind began to nag at me. Something about the way Jenny looked. She had on her white bikini top with a white thong. Jenny usually wears thongs, but never at the beach. Even though the two items she was now wearing matched perfectly, I knew that her bikini bottoms left much more to the imagination. Just as she was about to leave the bedroom I asked her what was wrong with her usual outfit.
"Oh," she said. "I must have left it at home. Anyway, these panties match the top okay, don't they? Why don't you go back to sleep, Terry?"
She moved towards the bed, leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. I turned over and pulled the covers up above my head and before long I was fast asleep again. When I woke up, I looked at the alarm clock beside the bed and saw that it was about noon. I still felt a bit groggy, but a hell of a lot better than before. I put on my shorts and went downstairs to the kitchen to make some coffee. As I waited for the kettle to boil, I walked in to the sitting room and looked out of the window on to the beach.
Jenny was lying on her back on a blanket, lifting her hand up to shield her eyes, as she spoke to a man standing over her. They were only about twenty feet from the house, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. I could tell that Jenny was laughing at something he'd said, but that was all. There were three other men standing around close by. They were all in their early twenties, and obviously the athletic type. I looked down at my stomach, which had started to develop the beginnings of a paunch a couple of years before, when I turned thirty, and gave up all forms of physical activity which took place outside the bedroom. I felt a twinge of jealousy, as they stood around ogling my wife in her bikini. I wasn't bothered so much that they were chatting her up. Jenny is very beautiful and often gets hassled by men, even when I'm with her. I think in a way I felt jealous of them, with their flat stomachs, their toned bodies, their youth.
Jenny is a few years younger than I, and since we met five years ago, I've become much more aware of time taking its toll on me, on my body, on my mind. A few years ago I would never have had to sleep so long to get over a hangover. Jenny has always been dynamic, someone who tries to get everything she can out of every possible moment. During our courtship I did my best to keep up with her, but after we were married my efforts became less concerted and I could sense her growing disappointment in me.
I finished my coffee, went to the toilet and then went out the back door leading on to the beach. The four lads were now playing some sort of touch rugby game. As they ran around they kept looking over to Jenny, occasionally saying something to her. As I approached I noticed they stopped calling out to her, and when I had sat down beside her, they all but ignored us.
"How are you feeling now?" asked Jenny.
"I feel great," I lied. "What's going on?"
"Oh, nothing much. These guys came along to get some practice. I think they play rugby at college or something."
"Were they annoying you?"
"No, no. Not at all. They're a good laugh really."
"Have they been here long?"
"For a while," she shrugged.
"Well, shall we go out somewhere?"
"Oh, I don't know. I just feel really relaxed now. Let's stay here and get a suntan."
I was quite surprised at this. Jenny rarely likes to stay in the same place for more than an hour or two at a time. I wondered if the guys in front of us had anything to do with this, but I supposed it didn't really matter anyway. I was still feeling pretty rough and to be honest I would have liked nothing more than spending the rest of the day lying down doing nothing.
After a while the guys took a breather, and came over towards us. They all introduced themselves to me, and were pretty friendly, which I hadn't expected. They were still ogling my wife, but they were at least trying to be subtle about it. One of them, who called himself Owen, reached into his bad and pulled out a joint. He lit it up, took a drag, then passed it to Jenny, who took it gratefully. She's always loved smoking dope, but doesn't do it much any more. After she had taken a few puffs I could tell from her eyes that she was pretty stoned. She actually smoked most of the joint herself, and only passed it back when Owen reached out for it. We chatted with the guys about the beach and places to go in the area until they went back to playing their game.
About ten minutes later, one of them, Darren, took a hard fall when he was being tackled, and hobbled over towards us. He sat down on the blanket in front of us, rubbing his ankle, while my wife made sympathetic clucking noises. The other lads came over and asked him if he was okay to continue the game.
"You're joking, aren't you?" he replied. "I can barely walk."
His friends then asked me if I would take Darren's place, as they couldn't play with only three of them. I was about to make up some excuse about being too hungover, when Jenny suddenly laughed.
"Terry's a bit fragile today," she said. "Not that he's too sporty at the best of times."
Normally, I would have freely admitted that what she said was true, but there was something in the tone of her voice, something like a dare, that made me stand up and say that I'd like to join in. They led me back to their improvised pitch, which had a few bags to delineate the goal areas, and told me the rules. Basically, each team had to touch the ball down in the opposing area, and if you knocked a player down when you tried to take the ball off him, you gave away a foul. I was partnered up with John, and I'd like to think I was doing pretty well. I was really getting into it, being very competitive. I suppose I wanted to show off in front of Jenny. After we had been playing for ten minutes, I turned around to see Darren with his arm around my wife's waist. She had her hand on his back and was obviously supporting him as he limped towards the beach house. I noticed the other guys were all staring too, staring at Jenny's ass, practically naked with only the thin fabric of her thong to cover her. As they approached the door I saw Darren's hand slip down from her hip to her ass, covering one of her cheeks with his palm. In a couple of seconds they were inside and out of view, but in my mind I still had the image of this young guy feeling my wife's sexy ass.
My first thought was to follow them in there, but I didn't want it to look like I didn't trust Jenny. Before I could make up my mind, John had passed the ball to me and shouted, "RUN!" My competitive instincts took over and I ran with the ball and scored. After that, we carried on playing as before, and within about ten minutes Darren was limping back out of the house with a bandage around his ankle. I waited for Jenny to follow him out and got a bit worried when I didn't see her right away. I was about to go inside to check she was all right, when she popped her head around the door and asked if we wanted to stop for a while to have a drink.
By this time my lungs were bursting and I was glad of the opportunity to stop playing so I quickly shouted yes to her and walked towards the house, followed by the others, who sat down beside Darren. As I passed him, Owen asked him how his leg was.
"Well, I had a nasty swelling, but Jenny took care of that," he said, winking at his friends. I wasn't sure how to take it. Was I making too big a deal out of what I'd seen him do before. It could have been quite innocent after all.
When I got inside, Jenny was nowhere to be seen. I invited the others to sit down, then I went into the kitchen. Jenny was standing there waiting for me. She pulled me towards her and kissed me on the lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth. She pressed herself against me and rubbed her hand against my cock.
I pulled away from her and asked her what had gotten into her.
"I don't know," she said, panting, her eyes dark and lusty. "It was just, you looked so good out there, you know. Really sexy. It reminded me of when we first went out together and you used to play squash in those tight shorts of yours. You should take it up again."
She may have been only flattering me, but I can't deny I was pleased. She opened the door of the fridge and bent over to take out the bottles of beer we had stored in there. I looked at her behind and remembered what I had seen before.
"Wait a minute," I said. "What happened when Darren came in here?"
"What do you mean? I put a bandage on his ankle. Didn't you see it?"
"Yeah, and I saw his hand on your ass when you went inside. What did he do when you were alone?"
Jenny straightened up, put her hand on my chest and looked me in the eye, a smile playing around her lips. "Were you worried, then?" she asked. "Were you worried I might let him have more than just a quick feel?"
"So he did feel you up then?"
"You mean before or after we were inside?"
"He did, didn't he?"
"Does the idea of him touching me turn you on?"
I blinked rapidly, not knowing what to say, until she reached her hand down the front of my shorts and grabbed my cock, which was now very hard indeed. "It does, doesn't it? I bet you wish you were there to see what happened," she said, as she gently ran her fingers up and down my shaft.
I couldn't take much more of this. "Tell me," I begged. "Tell me what happened."
"You really want to know?"
"Yes, tell me."
She took her hand out of my shorts and picked up three of the beer bottles. "Nothing," she said with a teasing grin, as she walked out of the kitchen and through to the front room.
While I was readjusting my shorts she called through to me, asking me to bring out three more beers. I carried them in to see Darren and Mark on the sofa, and John and Owen in the armchairs. Jenny was sitting on the armrest of Owen's chair, already drinking one of the bottles. I handed a beer to the two guys on the sofa and sat beside them, opening up my own bottle. I noticed how all the guys were staring at my wife. When you see a woman in a bikini on a beach you pretty much take it for granted, however sexy she is, but when it's in somebody's living room, you really take notice. I placed a newspaper in my lap to hide my erection. I swear I had never felt so much like fucking my wife as right now.
They began to talk about music festivals and the one at Glastonbury that they had all been to the month before. Jenny went there every year with a friend of hers. It wasn't my scene at all and I was always glad she never tried to drag me along.
"The trouble with Glastonbury is having to share a tent with a bunch of smelly bastards, like this lot," said Mark.
"Yeah," Jenny laughed. "This year I had to share with these two guys in a really small tent. Not only is it smelly, it gets really hot as well."
"I thought you went in Suzy's tent," I said to her. "Why were you sharing with two guys?"
"Well, I was in Suzy's tent the first night, but then she met this guy she really fancied who had set up next to us and she wanted to sleep with him, so I had to go into his friends tent. Well, either that or watch them fuck each other's brains out all night. You know what she's like?"
I didn't actually know as I'd never met her, but I had heard many stories from Jenny that she was a bit wild. I thought she was probably a bad influence, but I didn't want to say anything about it.
"So you had to share with these guys you didn't even know?" asked John. "Didn't they try to fuck your brains out as well?"
Suzy looked over at me. I didn't like the way this conversation was going. "No, they were just nice college kids. They were only about eighteen or so."
"So they were too innocent to try anything, were they?"
"I guess so," she shrugged. "They didn't exactly avert their eyes when I put my clothes on in the morning, but they didn't try anything on with me."
"You mean they saw you naked?" I asked involuntarily, the words out of my mouth before I could stop them.
At first Jenny looked at me a little sheepishly, but suddenly her demeanour changed, as she noticed everyone's eyes avidly trained upon her. "Well, only a bit. I wanted to get up, and I couldn't change in my tent as Suzy and her bloke were still in there. They would have only seen me for a second, when I put my bra on. I changed my panties underneath the sleeping bag."
"So they got a look at your tits then," Mark said, staring straight at her chest. "Lucky bastards."
We all looked at her in her skimpy bikini, and I noticed Owen surreptitiously move his arm around her as she sat on the chair's edge. He rested his hand on her upper thigh and began to stroke it with slow circular motions. Jenny seemed not to notice this, or if she did she made no move to stop him. This was getting all out of hand, and I didn't know how to stop it without causing an almighty scene, which would be sure to spoil our weekend.
"Have any of you been in the sea today?" I asked. It was a pretty hopeless way of changing the subject, but it was the best I could come up with. "I'm not much of a swimmer myself. Actually, I've never learned. Always lived in the city. That's why I like coming here so much," I carried on rambling, hoping someone would come in to the conversation so I could keep my mouth shut. "Good way to cool off after a game of rugby, I imagine. I fancy a shower myself, but if I could swim I'd be out there splashing about among the waves."
"That's a great idea," Jenny exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. "I haven't been swimming in ages. Come on guys. Finish up your beers."
Everybody turned their heads to watch Jenny's firm and sexy ass as she walked purposefully to the door. Whenever I saw in her thong it always made me get instantly hard. Seeing her ass almost naked like this, with four other guys watching too, I was more than aroused. My erection was painful, straining against my shorts, desperate for some relief. I had wanted them all to bugger off so I could grab hold of Jenny's bikini, rip it off and fuck the life out of her. It didn't look as though I was going to have the chance.
When she reached the door, she turned and said, "Well guys, are you coming or not?" As one, they raised the beers to their lips, finished them off and followed Jenny to the door. "Are you going to have a shower then, Terry? Why don't you come out and join us later, after you've finished?"
I tried to tell her with my eyes that I wasn't going to have a shower. That I wanted these men to leave and her to stay so I could give her a good seeing to. Unfortunately, my lips opened and whispered the word "okay" and seconds later the back door swung shut behind them.
I ran up the stairs and got to the back window in time to see Jenny sprinting into the sea, closely followed by Owen, Mark and John. I noticed Darren hobble towards them until he neared the water, where he sat at the edge of the dry sand. The tide was low so they had to go quite far out before they were waist deep. They soon began splashing each other with water, playing around, screaming and shouting. The beach was utterly deserted and I could hear them as if they were only a few yards away, but maybe because of my failing eyesight, I couldn't see too clearly what they were doing.
Suddenly I began to wonder about her bikini. It was white and as far as I knew, Jenny had never worn it while swimming before. I wondered whether it might be see through, whether the lads could see her nipples, which would no doubt be sticking out, as they did whenever she showered. Her tits are a good size, not too big, not too small, but her nipples get very long, when wet, cold or aroused. Then I remembered that her thong wasn't part of the bikini and wasn't designed to be worn in water. It would almost certainly be see through by now, her black hairy bush would be clearly visible to all of them when she got out of the sea.
She was surrounded by the three guys, all of them waist deep in the water. I could hear Jenny giggling, then I saw her reach around her and lift John's hand from underneath the water. She held it up high in the air as they all laughed, then with her other hand she reached behind her again and pulled Mark's hand up. It was obvious that they were both trying to grope her ass, and while she may have tried to stop them, I could see she wasn't angry. In fact, the way she was laughing, they could only take it as encouragement. Suddenly, she broke free of them and swam out a little further.
I rushed into the bedroom to look for some binoculars. I was sure that the owners had some. We had used them on a previous weekend. I wanted to be able to see in detail everything those guys could see. I searched the wardrobes and the desk but could find nothing. Then, in desperation, I walked over to the chest of drawers, opening them up one by one, rifling through various items of clothing. I couldn't find them, but I did notice something strange. Jenny's bikini bottoms were in with the rest of her clothes. Had she lied this morning about forgetting to pack them? The lads might have already been on the beach when Jenny went out there. Maybe she wore the thong instead so they could all look at her sexy ass. I began to wonder what they might have seen and done before I'd woken up and interrupted things.
Before I got too caught up in my thoughts I rushed back to the window. I would probably never know what went on this morning, but at least I could see what was happening right now, even if only from a distance. Jenny was now neck high in the water and surrounded by all of them again. They were very close to her, and so bunched in that I could not see her face. I could see nothing that was happening beneath the surface of the water, but in my mind's eye I was watching three pairs of hands all squeezing my wife's tits, all groping her ass, all touching up her pussy. I pulled my cock out of my shorts, and began to stroke it as I pictured my wife being abused by these men.
Suddenly I heard the front doorbell ring. I was tempted to ignore it, but as people rarely came to the house, I thought it might be important. I quickly forced my cock back into my shorts, and wrapped a towel around my waist, to cover my erection. When I went to the door, I found myself confronted by a middle-aged lady, who told me she was part of some kind of neighbourhood committee for cleaning up the beaches. I tried to explain that I was only a visitor and didn't actually own the house, but this made her even more concerted in her attempts to explain what people should be doing to keep the area clean and tidy. I would have told her to shove off and slammed the door in her face, but I didn't want my friend Jess in trouble with the neighbours, so I just stood there waiting for her to finish. After a while I ceased to listen and again pictured in my mind Jenny being groped and felt up by three men she'd only just met. I didn't realise my towel had slipped down until I noticed that the lady had stopped speaking. She was staring right at my crotch, my cock fully erect and bulging in my shorts. I was about to say something when she turned dramatically and walked swiftly away down the road. I began to laugh, then thought about how she would no doubt tell all the neighbours that I was some kind of pervert. She might even tell Jess and Tammy and ask that I not be allowed to come back here.
"Fuck it. Who cares?" I said out loud, and then ran back up the stairs to the window.
I was immediately worried by what I saw, or rather didn't see. The beach was completely deserted. Even the guys' clothing and sports bags had disappeared, as had Jenny's towel. Where had they all gone? I began to panic, some nameless fear taking over. I ran back down the stairs and just narrowly avoided knocking Jenny over as she stood in the hallway.
"What's got into you?" she asked.
I looked her up and down, unable to speak. I was right. Her bikini was totally see though, her nipples pointing out, her dark pussy hair clearly visible behind her thong. Finally I managed to open my mouth. "Uh, nothing. I'm fine. How are you? Did you have a good swim? Where are the guys?"
"Oh, they left to get something to eat," she said. Her voice seemed normal, but her eyes danced nervously and I could see her chest rise and fall dramatically, like she'd just been running and was completely out of breath. I reached out to touch her shoulder when she suddenly grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast, holding it against her, moving it slowly around her hard nipple. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but uncontrollable lust. She moved my other hand to her back and said, "Let's go upstairs."
I took my hand away from her chest and cupped the cheeks of her ass, running my fingers along the groove of her thong, groping her as I pulled her against my stiffening cock.
"What happened out there?" I asked while I kissed her neck.
"What do you mean?"
"I was looking out the window. They were touching you, weren't they?"
I pushed her down onto the sofa, and began kissing her thighs, tasting how salty they were from her swim. "Tell me what they did to you. Where they touched you. Everything," I said urgently, wanting her to know how turned on I was.
"You mean you saw it?" she asked me, and began rubbing my cock through my shorts, feeling its hardness, knowing I was ready to sink it inside her.
I hadn't really seen anything. But she wasn't to know that, so I ignored her question. "I want you to tell me,"
She pulled me towards her and pushed down my shorts, releasing my cock. She leaned forward and holding the shaft, she began to lick the tip, before enveloping it completely in her mouth. After a few seconds I drew back from her then kissed her on the mouth. "Tell me," I repeated.
She pushed my hand between her legs so I could feel the warmth and the wetness, then she began to speak.
"At first, it was just a laugh. John commented on my nipples, saying how big and hard they were, and how lovely my tits were. He asked me if I'd show them to him, like I had to those boys in the tent. I just laughed. I didn't think he was serious. He kept grabbing my ass under the water, begging me to show him my tits. Then Mark started feeling up my ass too. I thought they were only being playful, and I just held their hands away. Then Owen asked me what was the problem, as Darren had touched my ass already. Then he reached down and started squeezing my bum, and I couldn't stop him without letting go of the other two guys. I let him carry on, thinking he'd stop after a while. But he didn't. He kept on feeling me up, so eventually I pushed him off and swam further away."
"Didn't you like him touching you?" I asked, as I ran my hands up and down her smooth thighs, edging closer and closer to her thong.
"Mmmm," she moaned as I caressed her. "Mmm, yes, I did. I really liked it. But I didn't want him to think he could do what he wanted with me, you know?"
"What happened when they caught up with you?"
"We were out a bit deeper, and the water was up to my chin. John reached me first and he started touching my tits. He was pinching my nipples, you know the way I like it. Mmmm. That's it. Like that. He was squeezing my tits and telling me to take off my bikini, but I wouldn't. Then the other two reached us, and they could see what John was doing, so they all joined in."
"They were all playing with your tits?" I asked, feeling incredibly aroused at the thought.
"Yeah. One of them pulled down my bikini top, and then their hands were all over me, groping my tits and pulling at my nipples."
"Like this?" I asked, as I pulled her top down, exposing her luscious breasts, and I began to squeeze them really hard as I lay on top of her, my twitching cock ramming against her inner thighs.
"Ooooh, yeah. But they were even rougher. I told them to stop, I told them they were going too far, but they didn't care. Then John came up behind me and lifted me up out of the water so they could all see my naked tits. Mark told him to move me up and down so they could see my tits jiggling about, and he did. God, I could feel his cock rubbing against my ass while he held me. It felt really big. And then Owen and Mark started sucking my tits."
I leaned forward and licked her nipples, nibbling gently on them, then I put my whole mouth around her breast and began sucking.
"Oh, yes. Mmmm," she moaned, her hand pressing against my neck. "I love having my tits sucked, and when I saw them both doing it I got really wet. I could feel John's cock pushing hard against my ass, and I knew he wanted to fuck me right there."
"Did you want him to?" I asked, breathing heavily. "Did you want his cock inside you?"
"I want yours now. Stick it in me. Please. Fuck me now."
I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and pulled the thong down her thighs. Then I aimed my cock at her slit, just below the glistening hairs of her pussy, and rubbed it against her, teasing her, until she grabbed hold of my shaft and pulled it inside her. She was so wet, so aroused, that I was fully inside her in one second flat. She gasped and made a low moaning sound, as I began to slowly ease it in and out of her.
"Did he fuck you?" I asked urgently. "Did he get his cock inside you?"
"Ooooh. Mmmm. No. Ohhh, don't stop. No he didn't. Ohhh, that's it. Faster. Go on."
"You wanted it, didn't you? You wanted his cock," I said as I thrust harder and faster inside her.
"Oh God... No... John tried to pull down my panties.... I started to struggle, and then the other two held my hands... Oh that's it... Fuck me... Ooooh..... I was really scared, but I was turned on at the same time."
"So you did want it?" I asked, wanting her to say yes, knowing it would push me over the brink, knowing it would make me come inside her if she said it. I began to slow my movements, wanting it to last.
"I kept telling them to stop.... I said you'd be there soon.... I told them I couldn't....ooooh....don't stop...they didn't listen....mmmm....then I felt his cock...he was trying to push it inside me."
"He fucked you, didn't he?" I asked, thrusting faster again now.
"Ooooh...yes...yes...mmmm....fuck me Terry....fuck me hard."
I could feel my balls tighten up as I slammed harder against her, picturing her being screwed from behind as two men groped her, waiting for their own turn to have her. Suddenly her eyes opened wide as my cock exploded inside her, filling her with my come, as she screamed out the words "Don't stop". I kept on pumping away until I had emptied my balls completely, then I lay back down beside her, watching my come dribble out of her pussy. I knew she hadn't come, so I began rubbing her clit as I lay down beside her. She was obviously still very horny, so I asked her to describe what it was like being taken from behind like that.
"He never actually fucked me," she said.
I began to kiss her smooth skin, running my fingers softly up and down her body as I gently pressed my other hand against her clit. As soon as she began to moan, I told her that I didn't mind that she'd been with another man and that I would love to hear about it.
"Come on, Jenny. Tell me how it felt. Didn't you like it?"
"No.... I wanted it.... I wanted him to fuck me.... I wanted them all to fuck me... I was really excited...really turned on....but I screamed out loud....I told them to leave me alone....even though I wanted it."
"Then what happened?"
"They let me go."
"They let you go?"
"Yes... they called me a... a filthy little whore and.... a prickteasing cunt... and then they swam back to the beach."
"They called you what?" I asked, wanting to hear her say the words again.
"A pricktease. Owen said Darren had told them what we'd got up to before, and that he knew I was gagging for it."
"What happened with you and Darren then?"
I'd almost forgotten about them being alone together earlier. As soon as I had asked the question I realised from her face that she hadn't meant to talk about that. I kept my hand on her pussy without moving it. She just looked at me without saying a word. Then I remembered about her bikini bottoms.
"You wore that thong because they were already on the beach, didn't you? You wanted to turn them on."
After a few seconds she nodded.
"Yes. You know I always feel really horny when I wake up. Well, I could see you were dead to the world, and when I saw all those guys out the window I just...I don't know. I just felt like doing something, you know?"
"So you wore the thong and let them look at your ass?"
"Yeah. I was a bit nervous when I went out there. But they were really sweet. They asked me if I wanted them to move on, because they knew it was a private beach. So I said it was fine, and we just started talking."
"I bet you kept turning round to show them your ass, didn't you?"
"No, I didn't!" she protested, her face looking flushed. Then she smiled. "I lay down on my front anyway, so they could all see it while they were talking to me."
"Did it turn you on?" I asked, as I went back to playing with her clit.
"Mmmm. Yes. When I put my sun tan lotion on, one of them asked if he could give me some help, and the thought of his hands running up and down my body, smoothing oil onto my bottom, I got really wet."
"Wet like you are now?" I asked, as my fingers stroked her pussy.
"Oh...yes," she replied, holding my hand, controlling the movement as she moaned deeply.
"Which one was it? Darren?"
"Uhhh.... no.... it was John.... keep your hand there.... mmmm... I didn't let him though. I did it myself.... I rubbed oil over my ass while they all looked down at me....I knew they wanted me."
"What happened with you and Darren?" I asked, stroking my finger harder against her, watching as her back arched and she rose slightly to press her clit against my hand.
"Oooh, God.... You saw him touching my ass, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"I thought he was just doing it as he had an excuse.... not being able to walk properly.... but then when we got inside he kept his hand there.... mmmm.... ohhh... he had his hand on my ass... and he slipped it in between my legs.... he must have felt how wet I was...God, it really excited me... I'd been feeling horny all morning... and when he touched me there, I...."
I could see she was about to come so I inserted two of my fingers in her pussy and rubbed her clit harder and faster with my thumb..
"Carry on," I urged.
"Ohhhh! Yes... we were standing still... his hands were all over me....mmmm.... he was groping my tits... and he told me... he told me I was a dirty little slut....oooooh..... nobody ever said anything like that to me before.... ohh...yes...keep it there....he started kissing me...his tongue was.....I should have stopped him but it felt so good." I moved up and kissed her deeply on the mouth. "What did he do next?"
"While he was kissing me, he pulled down my bra....then he stopped kissing my mouth and started on my tits.....He held me by the hips and sucked my nipples....mmmm....oh yes.....oh, you know how that makes me feel."
I leaned forward, pulling her bra down with my teeth. I wanted to get at her tits. To fondle and suck them just like he had. She helped me, undoing her bikini bra and letting it fall onto the carpet. As I put my mouth to her nipple she moaned softly.
While she was telling me all this, my erection had sprung back to life. As soon as Jenny saw how hard it was she pulled my hand away and spread her legs wide open.
"Stick it in me," she whispered, her breathing heavy. "Go on, fuck me."
As soon as I entered her I felt the muscles inside grip me. She grabbed my ass and then suddenly turned me over so that she was on top of me, sitting astride me, controlling the rhythm as she rode my cock. She placed my hands on her tits and pressed them together hard.
"Did you sit on top of him and fuck him?" I asked. She didn't answer me, she just rocked gently back and forth, her eyes closed.
"He kept telling me I was sexy....a really sexy bitch, he called me....He said I was a sexy little tart...."
"You are, you're a dirty little slut. Aren't you?"
"Ooooh, yes," she moaned loudly, her movements faster. "I'm a dirty little slut.... He put his hands between my legs again...I was so bad...letting him do those things...rubbing his hand against me....against my pussy....my wet cunt."
Suddenly, she pulled my head towards her chest, motioning me to suck her tits, pushing my face hard against them. I squeezed one while sucking on the other, sucking it hard, just the way she likes.
"I let him do it...mmmm...I let him play with my cunt....you were just outside....oooh....God...yes....it was so dirty letting him do it....letting him do it to me right in this room....and then he made me come...uhhhh...ooooh....he said I loved it....mmmm....I loved it because I was a....a dirty, filthy whore....he said he was getting me ready....for his cock....he put my hand on it....ooooh....it was really hard....he was going to fuck me....right here....he was going to fuck me....ooooooh....."
Suddenly she arched her back, closing her eyes once more, and let out a series of moans, louder and louder, then softer and softer. When she had finished she smiled, then looked down at me. She raised herself up, releasing my still hard and throbbing cock, then she grabbed hold of it, saying, "I haven't finished with this yet."
We didn't leave the beach house for the rest of the weekend. We stayed in and fucked each other into a frenzied state, more wildly, more passionately than we'd ever done before. She retold the story several times that weekend while we made love, just as she has many times since we returned home. The tale is always told slightly differently. Sometimes Darren fucked her right on the sofa. Sometimes he only kissed her and groped her. Sometimes she says she was screwed from behind by all three guys in the sea, sometimes they only felt her up a bit. To this day I have no idea exactly how far she went, but I do know that it doesn't matter to me. So long as I can make love to her, and picture in my mind all the dirty, slutty things she may have done.
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