My wife Daisy is generally quite modest and conservative, though I often wish she wasn’t. Daisy is 44 years old, five feet seven and weighs 130 pounds. She has short sandy hair and very nice figure, with really incredible 38D breasts. We have been married for 21 years, and last June I decided to take her on a trip to Jamaica for our anniversary.
As it turned out, our hotel was located near a clothing-optional beach. Now of course my dear Daisy wasn’t about to walk around nude, and she kept her swimsuit on despite all my begging and pleading. For the first two days she flatly refused even to remove her top, but when she saw that nearly every woman on the beach was topless, if not completely naked, she reluctantly considered it, and on the third day she very tentatively bared her breasts. She was still embarrassed, but I told her to relax, and that she should be proud of her beautiful breasts. She kept complaining that people were staring at her, and in fact I did notice a group of three young local men checking her out. Apparently they were into mature women from the States.
The contrast of Daisy’s pale breasts with the tan she had picked up the last two days was very erotic to me, and I knew those young guys appreciated it too. When I went to get us some more drinks, I stood in line behind one of those guys and struck up a conversation with him, during which he admitted that he and his friends were attracted to my wife, and said he hoped I hadn’t taken offense.
I told him no there was no offense to take, and that in fact I was proud of my wife. Then, on an evil impulse, I suggested to him that Daisy might be up for some fun in a little while, if they were patient. I told him that when they saw us head back to our room, they should follow us. The guy nodded, and when we had gotten our drinks he rejoined his friends as I went back to Daisy.
She had noticed me talking to the guy, and now asked what we’d been talking about. “Oh, nothing really,” I told her. “He just said something about how pretty you are, and I agreed.” She blushed at that, and looked over at the guys, who were still watching us not far away. For a moment it looked like she was going to put her top back on, but then she stopped herself and just lay down on her stomach.
The three guys were never far away from us the whole time we were there, and when we finally decided to go back to our room, they followed behind. We were almost there by the time Daisy noticed them.
“What the hell’s going on, Tommy?” she asked.
“Nothing,” I said, acting casual, and she said nothing more. When we got to our room the guys had caught up with us, and when we went inside the three of them stepped in behind us.
Still topless, Daisy now covered her breasts with her hands and looked away. She still didn’t say a word, and didn’t make eye contact with anyone, not even me. We stood there in silence for nearly a minute before Daisy turned to me. “Is this what you want?” she murmured.
Slowly, I nodded.
She just stood there for another long moment, and then, very slowly, she dropped her hands from her breasts. There was a low murmur from the guys as she then moved over to the bed and lay down on it. At that they quickly removed their bathing trunks, and I saw that all three cocks were very hard in anticipation of fucking my 44-year-old wife.
They went to her then and began running their hands all over her as she just lay there, staring at the ceiling. She parted her legs so they could rub her crotch, and I saw that it was wet. She then lifted her butt so they could pull her bikini bottoms down. Now their fingers not only rubbed her crotch but probed it as well, and two hungry sets of lips locked on her hard nipples before the third mouth went for her cunt.
Her eyes were wide and her mouth hung open, and I saw a tremor go through her body as she had an apparent climax. When he felt her legs tremble and her pussy contract, the guy eating her quickly mounted her and began to fuck her. He was very excited and didn’t last very long before shooting his load inside her.
As soon as he rolled off her the second guy took his place, driving his cock into her until he came and was followed by the third guy. All this time Daisy had been staring at the ceiling, almost silent except for slight moans and gasps as they took turns fucking her and coming inside her.
Once the third guy was done they got up and pulled on their trunks, then thanked me and left.
I looked down at Daisy, covered in sweat, her legs spread, come leaking from her swollen, freshly fucked cunt. My cock throbbed as I got on top of her and quickly added my load to her sloppy hole.
That event seemed to open a new door for Daisy, because for the remainder of our vacation she seemed insatiable. The next day she went totally nude at the beach, and then led two tourists from Pennsylvania to our room, where she not only let them both fuck her, but sucked both their cocks as well.
The day after that she brought another guy to our room for some fun. She fucked him for two hours while I watched, and then made a date with him for that same evening, to which I was not invited. She spent the night with him and didn’t return till sunrise the next day.
When we returned home, Daisy went back to being her normal shy, conservative self, and wouldn’t even entertain any ideas of deviating from our normal monogamous lifestyle. So it looks like I’ll have to wait for our next vacation, which you may be sure I am already planning.—T.G., Madison, Wisconsin