A Change in Life. Part 1: The Unexpected
written by:
Vulcan

A change in life - Part 1: The unexpected

Tim closed the wrought iron gate behind him and walked along the driveway towards the holiday villa that he and Kelly were sharing with their good friends Adam and Tara. Their shared hired car was not to be seen, so he knew that Adam, at least, would be out as neither of the women liked to drive here. He opened the front door and passed through the entrance hall into the kitchen, once again marvelling at how fantastic this place is. It was only about four or five years old, having four double bedrooms, each with an en suite bathroom. His and Kelly's shower was nearly as big as their entire bathroom back home. All of the rooms in the villa were large and airy. The furnishings had obviously been chosen with little concern for cost. With abundant wood panelling and leather upholstery, it made an ideal place to taste the good life, take things easy and soak up the sun for a while. The villa was located on the outskirts of a small coastal town in southern Portugal where the weather could be relied on to be hot and sunny for most of the year.

Tim had just returned from a leisurely stroll to the local shop, just a half mile along the road. He had bought the few items of groceries that they needed to sustain them through to the next day. While he was at the shop, he had found that the owner spoke excellent English and had taken the time to chat with him and find out a little about the area. Back in the kitchen, it only took a few minutes for Tim to put away the shopping before he went in search of the others.

The grounds of the villa were beautifully landscaped and incorporated a large swimming pool and patio area, so secluded that it could only be overlooked by passing aeroplanes. There was even a pool bar, which was well equipped so that there was little need to stray away from the poolside for anything. This was the obvious place to look for his wife and friends.

As he stepped out in to the terrace and looked down towards the pool, the only person he could see was Tara. She was relaxing on a sun lounger and reading a magazine, with a glass of something cold beside her. Tim took the opportunity to quietly admire Tara's figure. He had always thought her attractive, but his opinion had been seriously strengthened having seen her in a bikini. She was slender, of medium height and was nicely rounded, certainly not skinny, but soft and, above all, very sexy. Her breasts were large enough to give her an eye-catching cleavage whenever she wore a now neck - which was often - and still firm enough for her 32 years, for her to go braless on occasion. She had done this most of the time since they arrived in Portugal the previous day and Tim had made the most of it. Her bum was round and shapely. It looked amazing in tight jeans or shorts, but when in her bikini, Tim had to force himself to stop staring so as not to cause offence. Her bikini top was a halter neck with one string tied at the nape of her neck and another tied behind her back. It was fairly skimpy and always seemed it was only just winning the battle to contain Tara's tits. The briefs, not as revealing as Tim might have liked, also had tie strings at each side.

She looked up, noticing him. "Hi Tim," she said, "how's it going?"

"Fine," he replied, "mission accomplished. Where is everyone?"

"Well, Adam wanted to go and find out about scuba diving and see if there is any boat hire. Kelly said she wanted to visit that mansion this morning, so Adam gave her a lift and said he would collect her on his way back. They should be back in two or three hours, certainly by lunchtime"

Kelly was studying architecture as a ‘mature student' and had declared an intention to visit the well known 17th century tourist attraction that stood on the hillside overlooking the town. She particularly wanted to make contact with whoever was in charge of the restoration work and maybe get a ‘behind the scenes' tour. She also knew that Tim would not be keen to spend a morning listening to tech talk between Kelly and some dusty old local, so she had gone off without putting any pressure on him to go with her.

Tim decided a swim was in order and went inside to change. Half an hour later, he was on a lounger watching Tara through half closed eyes that were further shielded behind sun glasses. She was now lying on her front, head resting on her forearms with the strings on her bikini top undone so as not to leave tan lines. Her breasts were squashed against he lounger and pushed out sideways. Tim's attention was torn between these and her enticing bum, wondering what she would be like to screw. He had long ago formed the impression that she enjoyed sex and would be great fun.

"Tim, are you awake?" she asked softly.

"Sure, you want another drink?"

"No thanks, I wondered if you would put some sun lotion on my back for me."

"Absolutely," he replied, already getting up from his lounger.

Tim moved over to kneel beside Tara. He picked up the lotion, and squeezed some into the palm of his hand. Rubbing his hands together, he decided to start with her neck and shoulders, then work his way down. He gently massaged the lotion into Tara's back, taking care not to miss anywhere. He suddenly thought that he had better watch how far around the sides he went as accidental contact with Tara's breast, whilst a pleasant prospect, would likely be embarrassing. So, he played it safe, keeping well away from the danger area. As he worked the soothing liquid over her skin, Tara's breathing became deeper and was accompanied by soft sighs that told Tim he was doing a good job. Then, he was approaching her briefs, another danger area. Again, he played safe and moved down to make a fresh start at her feet.

He lifted one foot and rubbed it, moving up to her ankle, knee and thigh. By now Tara's sighs had become quiet moans and as he approached the next danger area, she parted her legs slightly. Tim stopped and was sure he could see a damp patch on her briefs.

"Why have you stopped?" she breathed.

Tim could find nothing to say.

"Make sure you get the lotion under the edge of my briefs," she said. "I don't want a half done job."

With that, she parted her legs a little more. Tim felt his manhood responding to the situation and tugged at his swimming shorts both to improve comfort and to make it less obvious. He got some more lotion and returned to his task, sliding his finger under the string at her hip and moving it downwards. He realised he was actually rubbing one of those long lusted-after globes and Tara's reaction appeared to be entirely positive. His finger ventured lower as he rationalised that she would say something if it looked like he was going too far.

Tara said nothing.

His finger was now brushing lightly against the very edge of her pussy lips and he could see that the damp patch had spread considerably. Suddenly, Tara lifted her hips and pushed back enough to cause his finger to slide across her opening, onto her clitoris, forcing her to gasp with pleasure. Tim did not need any further encouragement. He pulled the briefs to one side and began to massage her pussy properly. Tara reached down and undid the strings and pulled her briefs free. Throwing them to one side, she pushed herself onto her knees. Tim now had free access to her entire body as he noticed her hanging tits tipped by prominent, erect nipples. With one hand he cupped a breast while the other explored her dripping pussy. He squeezed her tits, gently at first, but then with increasing pressure. He grasped her nipples, one at a time, between his finger and thumb, rolling and pulling them. Tara squirmed under his caresses and encouraged him by pushing back against his hand.

Moving into a position directly behind her, Tim had just enough time to register that, like his wife, Tara's pussy was shaven and smooth, before he kissed her lips and plunged his tongue into her sweet-tasting cunt. He flicked the tip of his tongue across her clitoris and settled down to a feast of ripe, wet and eager pussy.

Tara just let him work his magic for a while, making small whimpering noises as her lust built up. Suddenly, she pulled away and turned around. "Get those shorts off," she said huskily. "There is something in there I want."

He pulled at his shorts, dragging them down and off, and then flung them away where they landed in the pool. His penis sprang free, sticking out from his body rampant and ready. Tara grasped it in one hand and lowered her mouth onto the tip which was glistening with a thick coating of pre-cum. As she sank her lips along his shaft, she realised that Tim's prick was not as long as Adam's by an inch or so, but it was thicker. She wondered how it would feel pounding her pussy. Also, would it fit into her arse? She had every intention of finding out both of these things, and soon!

Tara ran her tongue down his shaft and sucked one of his balls into her mouth, gently rolling it around. She released it and did the same with the other before moving her attention back to the tip of his rock-hard cock, nipping at his shaft with her front teeth as her mouth travelled its length. As her lips closed over the head of his prick once more, Tim pushed forward and then withdrew, fucking her mouth while Tara held his buttocks, pulling and pushing to match his thrusts. She sensed he was close to coming but was not going to allow that to happen - yet.

Tara released his cock from her mouth and looking up into his face, demanded, "Fuck me, fuck me hard."

She rolled back onto her hands and knees and pushed her butt upwards in invitation. Tim adjusted his position, placed the end of his prick against her opening which was now dripping with her juices, and pushed. He slid easily in and she felt his thickness filling her, pushing against the walls of her pussy. He thrust in hard, and then withdrew until she thought he was pulling out. But, before he slipped free, he pushed back in and quickly established a steady rhythm using the whole length of his tool. Tara matched his movements, pushing back with each stroke, forcing his prick deep into her pussy until his body slammed into her buttocks. She felt her orgasm building quickly. It almost took her by surprise, and when it arrived it shook her from head to foot.

She cried out, "Oh! Oh! Fuck me, fill me up. Fill my cunt!"

Tim arched his back as he too felt his orgasm begin to envelop him, the rush of semen coursing up into his prick. He came in violent spurts, shooting his spunk deep into her. Slowly their breathing returned to normal and he slid out of her, putting his arm around her and kissing her neck.

"That was amazing," he said.

"Mmmm, sure was," she replied.

Tim stood up on knees that were decidedly wobbly and returned to his lounger. Tara turned around to lie on her back. She placed one foot on the ground on each side of her lounger and opened her thighs as far as she could, with a very self-satisfied expression on her face. Their mixed juices run out of her pussy to form a puddle on towel that covered the lounger. Tara reached down and, dipping a couple of fingers into her gaping hole, rubbed the slippery fluids all around her pussy occasionally dipping again to keep her fingers well lubricated. Tim thought this was as sexy a sight as he could imagine and even fancied he could feel a tremor of response from his deflated prick.

"Maybe you should clean that up before Adam gets back," he said.

"Maybe you should fish your shorts out of the pool as well."

"Maybe you should tell me what the fuck is going on here!" It was Adam's voice and Tim froze.

Adam stepped out from behind the pool bar and stood over them with his hands on his hips. Words would not come to Tim. He was caught red-handed with more than his pants down. He simply gaped, looking alternately from Adam to Tara.

"I suppose that finding you both stark bollock naked with spunk dripping out of Tara's cunt has an innocent explanation," Adam said. "I suppose you are going to tell me it's not your spunk and next door's dog ran off with your pants."

Tim was beginning to panic when he realised something did not make sense. Adam should be shouting, roaring - but he wasn't. Also, there was something odd about Tara's expression. She was still rubbing her pussy and still looked like the cat that got the cream.

She lifted her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean with exaggerated slowness. "Oh, it's his spunk alright, and it tastes as nice as yours," she said.

"Better make sure," said Adam and, stepping across to Tara unzipped his pants and dropped them to his ankles, revealing a very hard cock. He thrust it towards her mouth. She opened her lips and felt his cock slide over her tongue to the very back of her mouth. He groaned and began to fuck her mouth like a desperate man.

Looking over his shoulder at a bewildered Tim, he said, "I've been watching you two going at it like rabbits and I got such a hard on it was starting to hurt. You had a good time didn't you."

Tim just nodded, not sure what he should say. He watched as Tara held the base of Adam's cock in one hand and absorbed the onslaught on her mouth. Before long Adam grunted with pleasure as he shot his load. Tara swallowed the stream of spunk as it spurted from Adam's pulsing prick but she could not prevent a dribble of cum escaping to run down her chin. She leaned back, looking doubly smug.

"Yes, they both taste just as nice," she said.

Adam turned towards Tim, a string of spunk mixed with saliva hanging from his softening cock. He had a broad grin on his face as he glanced at Tim's penis that was, against all odds, now half erect. "Looks like you are about ready for another go. How about her arse this time? I can recommend it."

Tim's confusion dissolved. "I get it," he said, "you set me up!"

Adam laughed. "We sure did. Tara's wanted to fuck you for months and we have both noticed you noticing her tits and bum, so we thought that it's time for you to get it together."

Tara wiped her chin while Adam pulled up his pants. He explained how he and Tara were no strangers to the swinging lifestyle and firmly believed in sex for fun. He told Tim how they had planned this morning's activities and, having got Kelly safely out of the way, Adam had come back to enjoy the show.

"Sorry about the angry husband thing," said Adam, "just couldn't resist it. The look on your face was fantastic."

"Glad you enjoyed it. You bloody near gave me a heart attack."

"Anyway," said Adam, "time I went to fetch your own little piece of highly shagable loveliness. Perhaps I should see if she fancies stopping for a fuck on the way."

"You can try, but I don't fancy your chances."

"Well, we will have to work on that, perhaps? Anyway, back in half an hour. I'm sure you two can keep each other amused." With that, Adam disappeared towards the side entrance to the garden, where he had come in.

"What can we do with half an hour?" asked Tara provocatively.

"Get cleaned up I suppose," replied Tim, not really meaning it.

"How about you taking Adam's advice and fucking me again - this time in my nice tight little rosebud?"

She stood and walked over to him, reaching for his semi-hard cock. Taking hold of it she massaged it to a full erection while rubbing her tits against his chest. "Come on now," she said, "I want that thick cock stretching my arse and we don't have too much time."

She dropped to her hands and knees in front of him in blatant invitation. Tim had enjoyed anal sex with Kelly from time to time but it was not something she offered too freely. Tara obviously had a different view on the matter. She began to use her fingers to lubricate her anus with the juices that still ran from her cunt, pushing first one, then two and finally three fingers knuckle deep into her arse. Tim knelt down and inserted two fingers into her pussy then moved them to her butt-hole. Tara removed two of hers to allow him access. With her index finger still in place, Tim slid his fingers in, alongside hers. He pushed deeper, gently stretching her anus and causing her to groan.

"Am I hurting you?"

"Fuck no! Keep going."

He pushed further and Tara replaced another of her fingers so they now had two each working to open up her passage ready for Tim's prick, now at full readiness.

"Go on then, shove your prick in. I want you balls-deep in my arse." Tara's voice was now husky with lust.

Tim placed the head of his cock against her butt-hole and pressed firmly. It slid in smoothly, causing Tara to gasp. "You OK?" he asked.

"Ooooh yes!" she moaned, "Your cock is so thick it feels like nothing on earth - it's wonderful."

Tim pushed in deeper until he was, as she had wanted, balls-deep. He paused for a moment relishing the sensation of her warm interior gripping his rod. He pulled back until only the head of his penis was still inside her, and then pushed back in. Rhythmically, and slowly at first, he pulled back and pushed in. As he felt Tara becoming more comfortable, he steadily increased the pace until he was slamming his prick into her arse, pushing her face into the towel on which she was kneeling, while she squirmed under the battering.

She cried out, "Harder, harder - fuck my arse with that pole. Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!"

She came with great convulsions that caused her juice filled cunt to squirt its contents over their thighs. She gasped and screamed until Tim started to worry that they would be overheard, but as he felt his cock gripped by Tara's contracting muscles, all such thoughts left him as all he could focus on was the feeling that he was being milked by her arse. Then he came, powerful spasms racking his body as he too cried out in shear ecstasy.

They collapsed breathlessly onto the ground, his penis slipping from her anus. "Fucking amazing," was all he could say.

"Amazing fucking!" She responded with a giggle. "It makes a girl feel wanted to have all her holes filled with cum, you know."

As they lay there in a comfortable embrace, they could feel the mixture of body fluids drying on their genitals, legs and wherever else it had reached. After several minutes, they agreed that hey should clean up before Adam got back with Kelly. So they went into the shower that adjoined the pool bar and washed each other's bodies. Playfully, Tara tried to get Tim's penis erect again, but it was not likely to be ready for action for a few hours - at least. It was just as well as time was now pressing.

They recovered their swimwear and had just settled back onto their loungers when Kelly skipped down from the terrace, Adam a few paces behind.

"Hi, darling," she said, "I hope your morning was not too boring."

"No," said Tim, catching Tara's barely concealed smirk, "just been relaxing and enjoying the ambience."

A while later, all four of them were lying around the pool. Tim gazed at his wife and considered her petite body that made her medium sized tits look quite big. He wondered what she would make of the morning's events, if she knew. He also wondered whether she could ever be as adventurous as Tara and about Adam's reference to her as "highly shagable.".

Most of all, he wondered what the rest of the holiday might hold in store.