My wife Fiona and I have been together for almost 12 years and married for 6 of those. We’ve had some amazing experiences together and our sex life is great, but it would never compare to the wild years I had when I was younger. That is until a trip away in late summer unleashed something really special…
I’ve always had a really high sex drive where almost anything goes, but Fiona has always been a little more reserved. She enjoys spending time together and feeling close, cuddling, kissing and making love.
Despite having had two children and making her way towards 40, she looks incredible. 5 foot 7 with curves in all the right places, an ass with curves to make a peach jealous, and her incredible 34C breasts that often catch the eyes of others when we’re out. With her long brown hair, brown eyes and all year cinnamon tan, you could be forgiven for thinking she was Brazilian.
In the bedroom though, she always tended to be more shy and reserved. For the first few years of our relationship, she wouldn’t allow me to see her naked and would always ask for the lights to be switched off whilst we made love. Our sex was tame and rarely involved anything more than the missionary position. In all the years we had been together, I could probably count the number of times she’d had me in her mouth, and never once had she swallowed.
That said, when Fiona drinks, she becomes a different person in the bedroom. It’s as if she loses every inhibition and gets carried away so quickly in the moment. Unfortunately for me though, she isn’t much of a drinker.
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Summer approached and so too did the little break away we had booked earlier in the year. We love to book a mini break and this one in particular was one we were looking forward to. A little cottage in the country with a hot tub. The perfect spot for relaxing and recharging the batteries, and as the children were staying at their friends for the weekend, I had my fingers crossed for some drinks and a bit of uninhibited fun.
As we drove we began talking about all the things we were looking forward to, the time away from the everyday things, some peace and quite, time in the hot tub.
“I can’t wait to see you in the hot tub” I said with a wink.
“You’re such a perv” she replied, a small grin showing on the side of her face.
As we arrived, it seemed that the cottage was part of a small complex. A large house at the entrance and a long gravel driveway leading to our cottage and two others.
We were met at the door by the owner, a friendly, athletic looking man in his 40s, who introduced himself as Derek. He showed us around the cottage explaining all the things we would need to know. I missed most of it though as I was distracted by his eyes frequently drifting towards my wife’s firm breasts, her ample cleavage showing through the low neck line of her blue floral summer dress.
As we reached the stairs, he offered for my wife to go first, then promptly followed behind her, taking in the full view of my wife’s Brazilian peach, swaying seductively with each step, her dress only just covering her cheeks. Fiona of course was completely oblivious to this, as she often was when men checked her out. It’s all harmless, I told myself, I know my wife’s hot and I can’t blame the man for taking in as much as he could, and to be fair to him and my wife, the summer dress was definitely showing off her assets well.
We thanked Derek for the tour and he left the cottage, sliding one final lingering glance over my wife’s form.
We took our bags to the room and returned downstairs for the evening. I poured some drinks and we toasted the trip.
“Here’s to a great break” I said as I sipped from my glass. We both drank until the large bottle of fizz had disappeared. On opening another bottle, Fiona appeared behind me and whispered seductively in my ear, making the fine hairs on my neck stand up.
“let’s go and try out the hot tub”
“naked?” I questioned. “no silly, let’s get our costumes on” she laughed.
As we changed upstairs, I couldn’t help but take in her hourglass figure. The smooth curve where her waist meets her hips, the pert rounded shape of her buttocks, the slight gap between her thighs where her hairless mound rested, inviting and swolen. Her bikini was tasteful but clearly chosen to show off her shape. I could feel my body respond as the pressure in my shorts started to build, my meat began to react to the sight in front of me, but no sooner had we changed, my wife was on her way out of the room and down the stairs. I followed obediently and we made our way out to the hot tub, fresh bottle and glasses in hand.
We slipped into the luscious warm bubbles beneath the clear starlit sky, the light of the moon glistening off my wife’s moist breasts as they lay on the surface of the water. The hot tub was hidden from view of the other cottages and the main house, but being so close to others added a certain level of danger to the situation. I felt myself start to throb again and decided to make my move across the tub towards her. We sat side by side, lying back against the edge as the bubbles of the water lapped over our bodies. We stared at the stars and wondered at the sight before us. The night was so clear and the galaxy was truly magnificent to behold, but my attention was elsewhere.
As my hand rested on her knee under the water, I began to slide it gently up her smooth thigh, the water making the movement effortless. The further up her leg I reached, the bigger my member became, now straining under the fabric of my shorts.
Fiona took a short gasp of breath as my fingers reached closer to her mound and I felt her legs slowly part. Her head turned to face me and our eyes met, both burning and longing with desire. I leant in towards her and our lips touched. The kissing started and our tongues twirled gently inside each others mouths. My hand found the soft wet material of her bikini bottoms and began to caress the swollen lips beneath. Fionas breathing started to speed up and the kissing intensified.
Her hand began to feel for my shorts and found its target as her delicate fingers slipped inside the waistband and wrapped themselves around me fully. The feeling was incredible! As we kissed, our tongues danced and her hand held me firm, pumping slowly at first. Beyond the soft fabric, my hand moved down to find her pussy, warm, wet and ready. We were in the water but I could tell she was aroused. Her lips parted and her hole began to open in anticipation. One finger then two, in they went, gentle, slow. Moans fell from Fionas lips as she started to rock her hips onto my fingers. My thumb found her clitoris and began circling her swollen button. Moans became grunts and she began fucking my hand. Her grip on me still firm, I began thrusting my hips and fucked her hand in reply.
As our bodies rocked together, it became intense, breathing heavy and together, our mouths never left each other, tongues delved deeper and deeper. The moment of climax was creeping closer for both of us.
Just then, a crunching of gravel broke the moment and a security light came on. All motion stopped and we waited in silent shock. After a few minutes, the light went off and we both stared at each other unsure of what had happened or who or what had caused the light to come on. The biggest shock came when Fiona turned to face me and said “Fuck me! I want you to fuck me hard and don’t stop until you cum inside of me”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, my shy retiring wife asking to be fucked like a wild animal! What had happened to her? Had we really had that much to drink? Why hadn’t the security light frightened her off the idea?
We started to kiss again, regaining the intensity from before, this time our hands grabbing for any piece of clothing and pulling it off. In seconds we were naked, bubbles caressing our warm flesh, tongues intertwined and hands exploring every inch of our bodies.
Fiona moved her lips to my ear and whispered “fuck me…”
I took her by the arms and turned her round, thrust her against the side of the hot tub and spread her legs. As I moved closer my throbbing member began to hunt. My hands grabbed her perfect ass and I slid between her thighs, my swollen helmet finding her moist lips. Her hand reached down and guided it towards the target, the tip slowly pressing against her tight opening. A gentle push and it slipped inside, tight, warm and wet. In and out slowly at first, throbbing from the incredible feel her love canal. In out, in out, gradually getting quicker. In out, in out deeper now. In out, in out so hard. I grabbed her long hair and pulled her head back to meet mine. Her breasts emerging above the water, upwards, pointing her hard nipples to the sky. A loud groan escaping her lips into the dark night air. As I passionately kissed her neck, the groans became louder, so loud, would someone hear? “oh yes” came the gutteral sound from her lips “fuck me…fuck me like that…harder”
I couldn’t take it any longer, thrusting so hard and deep inside her, my balls slapping against her perfect ass. Each thrust bouncing her perfect breasts up and down. Moaning and grunting with pleasure, she pushed back hard against me and my final thrust hit the spot. As the tension built to an unbearable level, the release was intense. Climactic groans tore from our mouths as rope after rope of my seed pumped deep inside her womb.
As we sunk back into the warming waters, the crunch of gravel could be heard and the security light came on again. After waiting a moment and seeing nothing, we wrapped ourselves in towels and made our way back into the cottage.
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Derek
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As he sat in his kitchen awaiting his new guests, Derek’s mind wondered off to all the previous couples he’d had stay in his cottages. Not the average ones, no, they just brought the money in. He was thinking of the special ones, the ones that made him feel alive again.
Derek had been married for almost 20 years and for at least 10 of those he’d barely seen his wife naked, let alone had sex with her. He’d become so desperate for sexual gratification that so much of his spare time was spent watching porn and masturbating. He didn’t consider this to be a problem though, he was an adult with a healthy desire, that’s all. That said, he had been known to spy on some of the guests during their intimate moments and often used these to fuel his desire and lust.
As the clock turned 5, a car pulled slowly down the drive, gravel crunching under the tyres. Derek got up from his seat and went to welcome the new guests. As they stepped from the car, he couldn’t help but notice they were a really good looking couple, the lady in particular had a South American look about her, something he’d become very fond of on his travels as a young student. His loins began to heat up.
“Hi guys, welcome to the cottage! I’m Derek, I’m the owner. Let me give you a quick tour then I’ll let you guys get settled in”.
“Hi, I’m Gareth and this is Fiona”
“Nice to meet you both” he said with a genuine smile. Straight away Derek’s eyes were drawn to the lady and her incredible body. The blue summer dress really showing off her figure perfectly. Her long tanned legs drew the eye towards what Derek hoped would be a shapely ass, if only he could get a better look at it. Her waist was slim and where the dress cinched in, it really accentuated her breasts, the cleavage clearly visible above the low cut of the dress. They weren’t the biggest breasts he’d ever seen, but the shape looked perfect. Already Derek began to fantasise about her nipples, the size, the shape, the colour.
Derek knew his mind was running away with him and he tried to concentrate on what he was doing. As he stepped into the cottage, “So here we are, you have an open plan kitchen, diner and sitting room with doors leading out to the patio and the hot tub. Plenty of space to stretch out and relax. If you come with me I’ll show you the upstairs”.
As Derek led the way, he suddenly had an idea “ladies first” he said as he gestured to the stairs with his arm. Fiona took the lead and began to climb step by step. Straight away Derek was behind her, following her every move, his eyes fixed to the beautiful rear swaying in front of him. He hesitated slightly on one step, feigning a twinge in his back, before rubbing it better and carrying on. That was just enough of a gap for Derek to get a perfect view up his lady guests dress.
On the four remaining steps left to the first floor, Derek soaked in the view. Her ass was perfect, by far one of the best he’d ever seen. The curve on each cheek was perfectly round, and it swayed side to side with each step, time seeming to slow down. She wore a black lace thong that rested perfectly between her legs, a slight gap between the thighs giving him a quick glimpse of the mound. As his heart began racing, he could feel himself getting hard. “Focus Derek” he thought to himself.
He finished the tour as quickly as he could then left the guests to settle in. He made his way back to his house, then down to the cellar, to the “man cave”. By this point, the thoughts running through his mind had allowed his member to swell and strain against the pressure of his trousers.
He sat in his chair and undid the zip that had restricted his length. It sprung out and stood strong in his lap. He’d always been proud of his cock, how straight and smooth it was and the 8 inches of length was certainly nothing to be ashamed of. He pulled open his desk drawer and found the bottle of lube and began spreading it up and down his now throbbing shaft.
The feel of his hand gliding effortlessly up and down mixed with the warm wet sensation allowed his mind to wander. He drifted away in his thoughts as he imagined his new guest and her perfect body, naked and doing everything to please him…it wasn’t long before he brought himself to climax and came across his stomach and chest.
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Derek poured himself a drink as he stared out of the kitchen window. He could see the cottage and the lights on downstairs. He allowed his guests to settle in and moved to the sitting room to drink the following hours away. Once again Derek found his mind wondering to Fiona and her ample curves, oh the things he’d do to her if he got the chance.
Just then a familiar sound brought him out of his trance. The sound of the hot tub cover being swung back. The new guests must be going for a dip…”at this time?” questioned Derek. It was nearly midnight and he had lost count of how many drinks he had consumed. He had also lost many of his inhibitions of which there were very few to start with.
He knew from experience that couples only tended to use the hot tub late at night when they were planning to have some fun in there and knew that tonight was a night he wasn’t prepared to miss. He finished the rest of his drink and put the glass down on the table. Making his way to door, his trouser bulge began to pulse in anticipation of what he hoped he was about to see.
He crept down the driveway, sticking to the strip of grass down the side that he’d used so many times before, he knew it was his only way of approaching quietly and avoiding the security lights and the last thing he wanted to do was interrupt the fun. Just as he got closer, he could hear heavy breathing and the sound of kissing. He crept closer to get a better view and could see the couple heavy petting and grinding on each other, we’re they having sex?
It was so hard to see, both of their backs were to him. As he stretched to get a better view, Derek lost his footing and stepped out into the driveway, gravel scattering under foot and security light illuminating the black. Derek thought fast and rolled to the side, back onto the grass. He listened carefully but thankfully no one came to investigate.
The heavy breathing had stopped now though, so it looked like Derek had spoilt his chances. As he turned to walk away, he began to hear the kissing starting again. He wanted to look but took extra care not to lose his footing again. As he peeked round the corner he could see the two of them, tearing at each others clothes like wild animals, first a pair of shorts, then the bikini top and bottoms, all of them now lay on the floor by the hot tub.
He could hear Fiona begging to be fucked and this was exactly what he was hoping for.
Before his eyes though lay something that far exceeded even his own hopes and dreams. Gareth had thrown Fiona against the side of the hot tub facing right towards Derek. Her perfect breasts glistened in the moonlight as the water dripped from her erect nipples. He could see Gareth entering her and the look of ecstacy on Fionas face was enough to make Derek’s trousers strain under the pressure again.
He undid his trousers and took out his meat. It felt heavy and hard in his hand. Just the touch of it with this view was enough to edge him close. As Derek started to tug, the fucking became more intense. Both the guests were lost in the moment and Derek was right there with them. As they fucked harder, he pulled harder. Fionas tits were bouncing with every thrust, she looked incredible!
As Derek imagined fucking her, being in that moment, he felt his climax building.
“Oh yes” he heard Fiona growl, ”
“fuck me…fuck me like that…harder” she continued. Derek couldn’t hold on any longer. As the couple both built and erupted into orgasm, Derek released the built up pressure and fired his thick white load onto the ground. The three of them seeming to Pant in unison.
As the couple slumped down in the hot tub, Derek roughly handled his still swollen cock back into his pants. He stepped away from the corner and in his drunken haze, stepped back onto the drive, once again triggering the security light. Without time to spare, he ran back along the grass to the house and poured himself another drink. To congratulate himself on another great job.