Last summer I had to go to down to Costa Rica on a business trip. Since our son was away at soccer camp for a week, my wife Sandi decided to join me. Although I would be busy during the day, I knew she would find ways to entertain herself; but little did I know just how much fun she would have.
Sandi is a light-skinned strawberry blonde, and she started turning heads the day she arrived at the resort. The bellman ogled her in her short white shorts and high-heeled sandals as we checked in. After unpacking, we decided to take a quick dip in the pool before going to dinner.
The pool was large and luxurious, with very attentive service. Each group of guests had their own valet, who was responsible for ensuring that all their needs were met. Our valet was a clean-cut lad about 22 years old named Ramon. His six-pack abs and broad chest did not escape Sandi’s notice. The valets wore boxer-style shorts, but Sandi claimed she could tell he had a large cock.
We settled into a couple of lounge chairs and began ordering drinks. Sandi and Ramon seemed to have some kind of chemistry going, almost as if I were not there. I figured that my wife’s beautiful smile, and the full breasts swelling out of her tiny top, had quickly made her his top guest.
When Sandi asked me to help her apply some suntan lotion I declined, challenging her to get her new manservant to help her out. Sandi didn’t waste a second, beckoning Ramon over and asking him give her a hand, which he seemed only too happy to do.
She flipped onto her front and enjoyed a good three-minute massage as he rubbed the lotion into her back. When he started on her upper thighs I noticed that she parted her legs just a little more than necessary, and I saw that the moisture at her crotch was visible through her bikini bottoms. When Ramon finished she ordered another drink, and continued to order them with some frequency, mostly, I was sure, in order to watch him in action.
We spent another hour in the sun before we headed to our room for a quick shower before dinner. As Sandi was finishing up her shower there was a knock on the door. I was surprised to find Ramon there. He had found Sandi’s sunglasses at the pool and wanted to make sure she got them back. I didn’t have time to warn her that he was there before she came naked out of the bathroom. Ramon’s eyes went wide, but he did not look away.
My wife, buzzed and grateful, told me to give Ramon a tip, so I went to grab my wallet. Sandi made no move to cover up as she watched the young man’s cock grew impressively, the tip of it actually emerging from the top of his shorts.
As I started to hand him some money, Sandi said, “Wait, I have a better idea.” She walked over to him, leaned her body into his impressive frame, stood on her tiptoes and kissed him hard. Still kissing him, she began rubbing his upper body with her right hand as she tried to get his shorts down with her left. She quickly realized that was not working, and had to use both hands to work his shorts over his hard-on, which sprang and bounced up and down a few times before settling into a rigid, nearly perpendicular position. Breaking the kiss, Sandi ran her thin white hands back and forth over the length of that brown pole, and then tried to encircle it. Her hand could not close around it completely, and I knew she was already thinking how it was going to feel stuffed into her pussy.
Sure enough, as she continued to play with his cock she pulled him over to the bed, then collapsed onto her back, with him on top of her. The young man quickly took over from there. He started on her 36C breasts, alternately kissing them and nibbling on her pink nipples, which were taut and wet before he continued on his journey, working his way down over her taut stomach and then between her thighs. In his excitement he began mouthing words, but they were mostly in Spanish and not understandable to me, except when he said her name. He said it a lot, and each time he did she squirmed and whimpered with pleasure.
Of course by this time I was ready to burst, and as I watched them I took off my clothes and began stroking my hard cock. Sandi smiled when she saw this, but made no attempt to include me in her pleasure.
Ramon teased her for a minute before he started licking her pussy. He began with long tongue strokes up and down her slit, and finally settled on her clit. Sandi grabbed his head, arched her back and started to tremble. When he inserted two fingers inside her she started thrashing and coming violently for what seemed like 30 seconds.
Her pussy, always beautiful, was swollen with excitement and obviously ready for more. With one smooth motion Ramon now slid himself up over her and penetrated her with one stroke of his impressive rod. I had seen my wife with a few men before, but the look on her face as this young man entered her will be in my mind forever.
Sandi’s face was flushed as Ramon began to pound away at her. Her legs went around him, her feet drumming on his buttocks as her pussy grabbed at his cock, her cunt lips clenching it as it plunged in and out. He began gibbering and moaning in Spanish as he fucked her. She reached down between their bodies and rubbed her clit while he continued to drive his length into her. Within minutes she started coming again, screaming his name repeatedly. At that point I shot torrents of come all over my chest, just seconds before Ramon pulled out of her and sprayed ropes of hot jism across her stomach and tits.
From start to finish it had only taken about 15 minutes, but it was a great way to start a long week.
The next day I went to my business meetings while my wife spent a lazy day around the pool. When I got back she told me that Ramon had told her about a zip lining tour to the edge of the jungle that was supposed to be fantastic, and she thought she might give it a try the next day.
That night we went out for a romantic dinner, and afterward we took off our shoes and walked on the beach. The moon was almost full and the air was warm and salty. We could hear the sounds of a local band playing at a beach bar a little way off, and we danced in the light surf, kissing like teenagers.
The next morning, as I prepared for another day of meetings, Sandi headed out for her tour. I thought the very short shorts and thong panties, which she wore with a tight yellow shirt, would be uncomfortable for her, but I made no comment as she kissed me good-bye.
It was a long day for me, and when I got back to the hotel I was surprised to find that Sandi had returned only minutes earlier. She seemed very happy, but she looked a mess. She said she’d had fun and would tell me all about it after a long shower and a glass of wine. While waiting for her I took off my clothes and poured two big glasses of chardonnay. She was glowing when she got out of the shower. She sat with me on the bed and massaged my cock as she began her story.
The zip line tour took the participants about mile into the jungle. Sandi was the only one without a partner, so she was paired up with one of the guides to help her through the day. The guides, she said, were simply hot. José, her partner, wore knee-length camo shorts, boots and a form-fitting black T-shirt that clung to his tight torso. Of the three guides, José spoke the best English. His eyes were dark and deep and his smile was electric. There was a physical tension in the air as they bounced over the jungle floor to their destination. When they got off the bus José went over to the other guides, and Sandi heard him talking about her. The way he said “caliente” as he glanced back at her made her pussy tingle.
After a brief lesson José helped her get into her gear. He had to lean close as he tightened the belt, and his hands brushed her thighs as he fed the ropes through her legs. At that point she realized that her shorts were probably a little small for this adventure, but by then it was too late.
They had completed a few stand-to-stand zips when José starting getting even more helpful, always making sure her zip line was attached, which sometimes resulted in him brushing the back of his hand against her sensitive breasts. She noticed the beginning of a bulge in his shorts, which just added to her excitement.
With two stands to go there was a huge clap of thunder, and the skies opened up. They were still half a mile from the end line, but she and José scrambled down the steps of the stand they were on. At the bottom he grabbed her hand and led her to the outpost cabin used by the guides. She was soaked to the skin, and her wet shirt did nothing to hide her erect nipples from his heated glaze.
José explained that these sudden storms did pop up occasionally, and that the best thing was to stay in the cabin until the lightning stopped. He then handed her a towel and a dry T-shirt out of his duffle bag, and she I headed to the bathroom to change.
The T-shirt was not tight, but it was definitely too short, and since she had taken off her wet shorts and thong, she knew she would be exposed every time she moved. José was shirtless but still in his camo shorts when she came back. His torso was lean and muscular, his physique looking as though it had been honed by hard labor.
José got out a bottle of tequila, explaining that it was a special kind made by his family, and that it would warm them up. He poured them each a glass, and they toasted the day. Heat spread throughout her body as the tequila hit her stomach, adding to the fire that was already burning inside her. They did another shot, and Sandi was soon more than ready for anything that might happen.
When José did nothing, however, she thought it was probably because he was not allowed to mix business with pleasure, which meant that she would have to make the first move. She stood up and moved toward him, then turned around, asking him to rub her shoulders. As he stood behind her, deeply massaging her with his strong fingers, she pressed her body back into his. She could virtually feel his resolve melting, and soon he began kissing her neck, sending ripples of pleasure up and down her body. His rope-calloused hands ran up under her shirt, kneading and caressing her tits as he continued kissing and licking her neck and ear. He began gently tweaking her aching nipples as she became aware of the wetness running down her thighs.
When she grasped for his rigid cock through his shorts, she found that it was impressive in both length and girth. He gave a gasp of pleasure, but he quickly removed her hands from him and lifted up her shirt. Without turning her around he bent her over the table and began kissing and licking his way down her back. She spread her legs further so that her pussy was fully exposed to his hungry mouth. A flash of lightning and a boom of thunder shook the cabin.
José dropped to his knees and began massaging her upper thighs and blowing warm breath into her crotch. He ran his tongue slowly up her thighs before spreading her cheeks further. He then began licking her ass, and he shocked her when he pushed his hot tongue into her asshole. The warm, wet sensation of that tongue moving in and out of her ass made her whole body quiver He then moved from her ass to her throbbing pussy, licking and kissing it while gently pulling on its outer folds with his lips and teeth. Holding her open with his hands, he again gently blew hot air onto her pussy, causing her to tremble.
Then, in his sexy accent, José told her that she was about to experience “tequila tremble.” With that he dipped his finger into the tequila and gently applied it to her clit. The resulting sensation was incredible, and her clit swelled in response. After some further rubbing José took the little button into his mouth, gently sucking on it while running his tongue back and forth. Sandi exploded like never before, shaking and screaming and crying out his name as her whole body spasmed repeatedly.
When she had recovered she lay still for a minute before turning around and pushing José back onto the couch. She began by kissing his sexy lips while darting her tongue in and out of his mouth. Her hands ran over his tight torso, caressing and exploring at once. His muscles were hard and sinewy, and his male musk excited her senses once again.
Still kissing him, she got his shorts off with his help, his rock-hard cock sticking straight up in the air, with a large drop of precome on top. She grabbed his manhood with her left hand, stroking him up and down for a few minutes before reaching down to fondle his balls.
Finally abandoning his mouth, she began kissing down over his chest and stomach as she continued to stroke his cock. When she was at eye level with that rigid tool she teased it with a few quick licks. He called out something in Spanish as she took just the head of it into her hot mouth, circling it with her tongue before taking it out again. Then, following his example, she took a long sip of the tequila and held it in her mouth as she engulfed him. She then swallowed some of it, with the rest running all over his cock and balls.
She spent the next two minutes cleaning him up, until he was lifting his ass off the couch, moaning with delight. He was wet and hard, and she knew there would never be a better time, so she attempted to mount him. José had other ideas though, and in broken English he told her to lie back on the couch. Taking hold of her far leg, he pushed it up over the back of the couch and got between her thighs. He then grasped his raging hard-on and began to run the head of it up and down her slit. It rubbed over her clit with each stroke, and she soon found herself lifting her ass off the couch to match his strokes.
Finally he pushed just an inch or so of his stiff rod into her soaking hole, and then he paused. After a few seconds he removed it and began the whole process over again. Poor Sandi was going crazy! Sensing her frustration, he gave her a big smile and pushed his whole length inside her with one deep thrust. She was delirious with pleasure as she felt her entire pussy grasping and pulsing around his rigid cock. The sensations were incredible as his thickness and length stretched and filled her completely.
He bent over her then and began kissing her while he pulled on her nipples. She held onto his powerful arms and caressed his rippled chest and stomach while they fucked. After about five minutes Sandi went into a series of orgasms that seemed to be endless. Every time she thought she was finished coming, the incredible sensations would take her over the edge again.
Just when she thought she might never stop coming, José started to tremble himself, screaming out incoherently in both Spanish and English. His passionate cries were followed by a strong explosion, his come shooting deep inside her, which of course triggered off one final orgasm.
By the time Sandi finished telling me this story, she knew I was close. She quickly engulfed my cock with her mouth, and I came within seconds. She pulled away and sprayed my come over her chest, then settled back with a happy look on her face.
We spent much of the next week reliving those first few days, and Sandi seemed satisfied with that. Near the end of the week, however, I saw her talking to a sexy-looking couple from the States, and I figured she would have one more story to tell me.
—F.L., Waco, Texas