The Wet T-Shirt

"Let's go away next week." I said.

"Really?" Replied Clare, my wife. "I mean, I'm all for a getaway, but why so soon?"

"Because the schools have just gone back. We can pick anywhere we want and not have to worry about it being overrun by kids. Plus the weather's not looking great here, so let's escape and get some sun."

"Good points. I'll check at work tomorrow."

The next evening she got home and called out as she came through the door.

"Josh?"

"Yes babe." I called from the kitchen.

"We're on! I've got next week off."

She came and joined me.

"That's great!" I walked to meet her and gave her a kiss. "I'll just finish making the tea and we can go and investigate."

A couple of minutes later we were sat on the sofa with our cups of tea. My laptop was open and we were flicking through different sites to see what was available. It took us an hour or so, but we eventually settled on a nice looking, all-inclusive hotel in Cancun. We'd fly out overnight on the Friday, giving us two days to get ready. Checking the forecast there for while we were away it looked as though we were in for seven days of sun, with temperatures at least in the mid-twenties. Looking outside at the rain falling in the garden, neither of us could wait for Friday to come.

"Right," said Clare, "you get started on dinner, I need to go and check that my bikinis are still fit to wear!"

"Deal!"

As I headed to the kitchen I started to think about seeing my wife in a bikini again for the first time in a couple of years. We're both in our early 40s, and I may be biased, but Clare has a fabulous figure. Curves in the right places, but nice and toned, particularly her 30D breasts. We hadn't been on a beach holiday for a while, which is why I was really happy we'd not only decided on one for next week, but that she was digging out her bikinis rather than her one piece, which she'd worn the last time we went to the beach.

As I started to cook I began to think about lying on the beach, or by the pool, cocktail in hand, and Clare beside me in a bikini. I found I was getting an erection as I pictured the scene, and hoped that a week off would allow us to indulge in a bit more bedroom fun than we had done of late.

About twenty minutes later Clare came back downstairs and I was slightly disappointed that she wasn't modelling one of her bikinis.

"Did you find them?" I asked.

"Yes, and they still fit." She came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me, her boobs pressing into my back. "Thank you for coming up with the plan. The more I think about it, the more I agree that you're right, getting away now is just what we need."

"See, I'm not just a pretty face. I do have the odd good idea."

"That you do my dear." She kissed my ear. "Now hurry up with my dinner, I'm starving."

"Yes ma'am. I will be serving up in two minutes."

"Pretty face, good cook," she pinched my bum, "and a good body. I did alright for myself, didn't I?"

She walked back through to the dining room and sat down. I followed her soon afterwards carrying the food. We ate dinner, chatting about what else we needed for our holiday, continuing the conversation as we cleared up. Once done, we settled in front of the TV for a while, Clare snuggling close to me, which felt great, and I developed another slight erection.

Eventually we headed upstairs, cleaned our teeth and went into the bedroom. As I joined Clare she again came up to me and wrapped me in a hug.

"Thanks again for coming up with the idea." She kissed me softly and tenderly on the lips. "I can't wait to get out on the beach. Particularly in a bikini again, I have to say, I was really happy at how good I looked in them still."

"Well you're a very attractive woman."

"You have to say that, your my husband. But thank you."

She kissed me again, harder this time, and my dick stiffened once more between us.

"Oh hello!" Said Clare, breaking the kiss, but slipping a hand between us. "Is someone looking forward to seeing me in a bikini?"

"Maybe." I groaned as she held my shaft lightly through my pyjama bottoms.

"I see."

She kissed me again, much more urgently this time, her tongue pushing against my lips. I opened my mouth to her as she slipped her hand past my waistband. My hand went to one of her big boobs, squeezing it through the material of her silk chemise, causing her to moan. Clare was stroking my rod as I walked her backwards to the edge of the bed. With her free hand she pushed my bottoms down, while with my free hand I lifted the hem of her nightdress. We fell onto the bed and my wife guided me inside her warm folds.

We made love for the first time in a few months, climaxing together before lying in each other's arms.

"Roll on Friday evening!" Said Clare contentedly. "Sun, sea, sand and lots more of that I hope!"

"No argument from me there lover!"

"I'd forgotten how good we are together." She said, rolling closer to me.

"Me too I guess." I acknowledged as I held her tight. "Let's make up for lost time now that we'll finally be able to have a proper break from the everyday."

"Sounds good to me." Clare kissed me and then snuggled down, her head on my chest.

We drifted off to sleep, and I was very much dreaming of what I hoped would come.

The next day passed in a blur with work and packing. And then Friday came. We got back from work, made sure our cases contained everything we needed and jumped into the taxi we'd ordered to get us to the airport.

The flight ran smoothly and we both managed to get a bit of sleep. Clare joked we should try for the mile high club, but neither of us had the guts to try and sneak to the toilet together.

Once landed, we transferred to the hotel, enjoying the drive along the strip looking out at the glimpses of bright blue sea and white sand that we caught between the hotels. The one we'd booked was slightly off the main drag, and we'd picked it for that reason, figuring it would be a bit quieter and allow us to properly get away from things. However when we checked in our hopes of a truly quiet getaway were partially dashed.

"Ah, Mr and Mrs Gordon, how lovely to have you with us at our hotel." Said the manager when we arrived. "I'm afraid I do have a little bit of bad news for you. You see, later this week we will have about forty college kids joining us on spring break. Usually they stay at our sister hotel on the main beach, but that has had to close because of issues with their water supply, so the tour company has sent them here. To make up for the inconvenience, we have upgraded you to one of our Diamond suites. I hope this is ok with you?"

"When do they arrive?" I asked.

"On Thursday sir."

I looked at Clare.

"What do you think?"

"Still gives us most of the break student free, and I love the sound of a Diamond suite! I think we can cope."

We'd looked at the Diamond suites when we were researching the hotel. They looked stunning, on the top floor of one wing, they had sea views, a lounge, jacuzzi on the private balcony, huge bathroom and walk-in wardrobe... and were also nearly four times the price of the standard room we'd booked! I agreed with my wife that that would help us handle a couple of days of partying kids.

The manager escorted us up to the room and let us in, promising our luggage would follow in a couple of minutes. We were both amazed at the suite, the pictures we'd seen didn't do it any justice at all. And the view was to die for, particularly when topped off by a bottle of champagne sitting in an ice bucket on the balcony table.

"Just another little gesture." Said the manager walking to it. "May I?"

"Please do!" Replied Clare.

The manager popped the cork and poured two glasses. He had just handed them over when there was a knock at the door. He walked back into the room and opened the door to let the bell boy in with our cases.

"Once again, I apologise for any inconvenience, and do hope you'll enjoy your stay with us." He said as he and the bell boy left.

"Wow! What a view!" Said Clare. "I think we should actually thank those college kids when they get here!"

I stood close to her.

"Perhaps. I mean, when he said the kids would be here I thought he might offer a spa treatment to make up for it, or something like that. Not this! I mean, we almost don't need to go to the pool or beach! We've got everything here."

"True, but I will want to get out of the room sometimes you know." She turned and gave me a kiss. "But for now, I reckon a dip in the jacuzzi is just what we need to get over the flight and be ready for lunch."

"Good thinking. I think I packed my swimwear towards the top of my case, should be easy to find."

Clare however had already stripped off her T-Shirt and was unzipping her jeans.

"Who said anything about a swimsuit?" She said as her jeans fell to the floor and she unclasped her bra. "This is a private balcony remember."

She dropped her bra beside her other clothes, pulled down her knickers and walked over to switch on the jacuzzi.

"I'm not sure what you've done with my wife, but I think I'm going to enjoy the next week."

"We're both going to enjoy this week my love. We've needed this for too long. Now are you just going to stand there, or are you going to come and join me?"

"I'm kinda enjoying the view." I replied as I watched her toned, naked body climbing into the tub.

I started to strip as she settled down into the water with a sigh. My cock was already at half mast as I walked over to join her, and Clare was eying it hungrily. It sprang to full attention as I neared and saw her big breasts floating in the bubbles. I started to climb into the tub, but was prevented from getting any further by Clare kneeling before me. She placed her lips at the tip of my dick and slid slowly forward, taking me into her mouth.

"Ohhh wow Clare!!!" I groaned. "That feels too good! I think we're going to have an incredible week at this rate."

My wife moaned her acknowledgement around my shaft, causing me to groan again. She bobbed up and down on my length a couple of times before removing her mouth.

"Make love to me Josh," she said softly, "I want to feel you inside me now."

I slid into the water, pulling her on top of me. We kissed as she guided my dick into her, her lips pressing harder against mine as she bottomed out. My hands went her her large breasts, squeezing them softly. Clare rocked up and down on my shaft for several minutes and I could feel my cum boiling up. I knew she wasn't yet close enough, so tried to hold back, but I don't know if it was jet lag, or the bubbles, both those drunk and around us, but I couldn't stop myself and came deep inside her.

"Sit on the side." I told her.

"Why?"

"Just do it, please?"

"Ok lover."

Clare lifted herself to sit on the side of the jacuzzi, her legs still in the water. I took a brief moment to admire my wife's body before I buried my head between her legs.

"Oh wow!" I heard her exclaim. "I wasn't expecting that! Oh God Josh! Yes! Eat me love! Oh YES!"

Her hand went to the back of my head as my tongue began to roam around her pussy. I'd given her oral sex numerous times, but normally as foreplay. This was the first time I'd ever done it after having already cum inside her. I'd never really considered cream pie before, and hadn't really this time, I was just disappointed that I hadn't lasted too long inside her.

I nibbled on her clit, licked around her lips and inside her velvet tunnel, allowing her to guide me as I did. Her moans started to increase and I knew she was close to the release I wanted to bring her. I increased the pressure of my tongue on her clit and was rewarded with a cry.

"OH MY GOD YEEEEEEESSSSS!! I'm cumming!!! Oh God yes Josh! Yes! Yeeeessss!!!"

She removed her hand from my head and I sat back.

"One all," she sighed, "I think we need extra time, don't you?"

Clare was looking down into the water and I became aware that I had another erection.

"Mmm, I think you could be right, but I'm still aiming for at worst draw, ideally a win for you though."

"You'll get no arguments from me there."

With that, Clare did something that surprised me slightly. She turned around and knelt on the jacuzzi seat.

"Take me from behind." She said. "I want you to do me doggy style."

Given we usually made love either missionary or her on top, I was as keen as she was to do something we had rarely done and quickly positioned myself behind her. Taking my cock in hand, I guided it between her pussy lips and into her juicy hole.

"Yes Josh! Stick it in, put it deep inside me! Take me hard!"

This was a very different Clare to normal. We'd both hoped that the week would allow us to rekindle our relationship, and it seemed that my wife was really keen to take a lead with that. As her warm tunnel gripped my shaft I was very happy for her to do so. I held her waist with my right hand, while I looped my left around her to grope her tits. I pulled my dick out almost completely and shoved it back inside her.

"Harder Josh! Harder! Take me!"

I pulled out again, squeezing her left breast hard as I slammed myself back into her.

"Yes! That's it! Hard! Do me hard!"

I continued for a couple of minutes like this until her moans grew. Taking my left hand back down her body, I now gripped her waist in both sides as I drilled her as hard as I could.

"Yes Josh! Yes Josh! Oh GODDDD YEEESS!!!"

Clare's vagina contracted around my rod as she came. I continued to piston as hard as I could into her, her cries diminishing slightly before building to another crescendo. This time as she came I did too, my hot seed firing into her womb. I held her tight until the last spurt and then withdrew.

"Nope, I really don't know what happened on the flight over, but I could get to like Mexican Clare."

She turned around and perched on the edge of the jacuzzi.

"Well Mexican Clare is quite keen on Mexican Josh too. And we have plenty of time to practice before importing some new moves back home."

"Mmm, sounds promising."

"But first," said my wife, standing,"all this activity has made me rather peckish. What say we go and get some lunch and then explore the hotel?"

"Well, tempting as it is to try and convince you that we should continue to explore each other, food does sound like a pretty good idea."

Clare walked over and hugged me, her hand going to my flaccid dick.

"Oh don't you worry my dear, there'll be plenty of other exploration later."

She kissed me and gave my rod a squeeze before climbing from the water and padding naked through to the bathroom. I watched her go, admiring again her curvaceous body. I nearly followed her into the bathroom, but resisted and went to pour myself another glass of champagne. I'd just finished it when Clare walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a fluffy robe.

"All yours." She told me as she went to her handbag to get the key to her suitcase.

I poured her another glass of champagne and took it through to her.

"Be right back." I told her as I handed it over.

I left her opening her case, and although I was only in the bathroom for about five minutes, when I came out she was already dressed. She was wearing a pair of blue linen shorts and a white tank top, the straps of which just covered her bra straps. I was surprised to find myself slightly disappointed that she was wearing a bra rather than a bikini, but she still looked amazing.

I opened my own case and pulled out the first t-shirt, pair of shorts and underwear that came to hand. Once dressed, we headed to the restaurant. The buffet was spectacular, with a wide range of both hot and cold food.

"Oh wow! If every day is going to be like this, I think Mexican Clare and Josh will be taking several stone back with them!" Exclaimed Clare after we'd had our fill.

"We'll just have to make sure we get plenty of exercise to keep it off then, won't we." I replied with a wink.

"Very true." Clare smiled at me. "In fact, no time like the present."

She stood and took my hand. I started to turn towards the lifts when we left the restaurant, but Clare pulled me the other way.

"Uh uh, not that." She told me. "After all that food it'll be a while before I'm up for anything that energetic! But we can explore the hotel, like I said earlier."

We walked it into glorious sunshine, the temperature was probably in the mid-twenties, so nice, but not too uncomfortable. That said, we still had to break our walk around the pool to get a cocktail at the pool bar... and similarly when we headed down to the beach, we had to refresh ourselves at the beach bar, both on arrival and after we'd strolled along it for a short way. And naturally we thought it would be rude not to have another at the pool bar when we passed back by that, so by the time we got back to the main building we were both rather tipsy!

I made to continue the tour heading towards the spa, but Clare again caught my arm.

"Where are you going?"

"Err, I thought we were doing the grand tour?"

"We were, but change of plan. If there's any massaging to be done, it's back in the room as soon as possible!"

"I do believe you might be a bit drunk Mrs Gordon!"

"I am. And I want you to take advantage of my drunken state!"

"Well that's an offer I can hardly refuse!"

We rushed back through the building to the lifts like giddy teenagers. There was another, much older couple waiting with us, so we tried to act restrained, but couldn't help but giggle all the way up to our floor.

We practically ran to our room and had barely entered when Clare turned and kissed me hard. Our tongues battled as we both fumbled to undo each other's shorts. As I dropped hers to the floor I was surprised to find she'd gone commando! My hand covered her pussy and I started to rub her clit as she freed my shaft and started to stroke it. With my other hand I pushed her top and bra up to start squeezing her big boobs. I was probably doing that harder than I would do normally, but my groping just seemed to spur my wife on. Her tongue pushed further into my mouth and she guided my cock between her legs. I took my hand away as Clare wrapped one leg and my waist and my shaft entered her. We turned slightly until her back was against the wall and I started to drill her hard. She squeezed with her leg and moaned against my mouth, wordlessly urging me on.

We went at it hard and fast, Clare cumming once before I felt my own orgasm about to burst. Somehow I sped up again, my wife's moans telling me she was again close. After a few more thrusts I erupted, my sticky seed pumping into her, each spurt seemingly matched by a spasm from Clare's pussy walls as she came again. Finally, when we were both spent, she dropped her leg to the ground. We held each other for a moment before my wife pushed me away from her and, to my amazement, pulled her shorts back up and started to rearrange her bra and top.

"Boy did I need that!" She sighed.

I just stared at her, my own shorts still round my ankles and my cock slowly deflating.

"Come on," said Clare, "sort yourself out. We've still got a few places to explore, plus I want to see what excursions are possible."

"What? No clean up?"

"Can't be bothered with that." She replied with a grin. "I'll just have to try and keep your spunk from leaking out, and hope that any that does doesn't make too big a wet spot."

"Mmm, that sounds hot!" I groaned. "Although it'll be hard not to keep staring at your crotch to check!"

"Well you just have to control yourself. And then maybe I'll let you help me clean up before dinner."

"Deal!"

I quickly dressed again and we went back out to resume our exploration of the hotel. We made our way to the spa, where we booked ourselves a couples massage for the next day. Then, at the concierge desk we booked an excursion to Chichen Itza and a cenote for the Monday. And finally, to celebrate a successful end to our tour, we found our way to the main bar, where we played a couple of games of pool and had a few cocktails. Every time Clare bent over I could see the barman look in our direction, and every time she bent over in front of me I stared intently at her crotch, particularly as I could see a small darker patch of moist material and wondered if the barman had noticed the same.

Eventually, at about five thirty, Clare decided she wanted to go back to the room to get ready for an early dinner. We were both still feeling the effects of the flight, plus our other activities, so I agreed with her sentiments. As we stood side by side in the lift I leant close to her and whispered.

"Do you know that every time you bent over to take a shot, the barman would glance at your boobs if you were facing him, or stared at your bum if you were facing the other way?"

"Was he really? And do you think he liked what he saw?"

"Well he did it every time, so I reckon he did. He probably wanted to look more at your breasts, but was worried I'd get upset. The fact that he could no doubt see the damp spot on your shorts probably made up for it though."

Clare glanced down between her legs.

"Only a small one, I reckon I did a pretty good job, didn't I? Still, enough to tease the poor fellow." She turned to look at me. "Would you have been upset if he'd have stared more at my cleavage?"

"Not at all. It's a magnificent cleavage, and the best part is knowing that I get to enjoy it up close and personal."

"That you do my love. That you do."

We got to our room and this time Clare started to strip as she walked towards the bathroom.

"So come on then, how about helping me to wash my magnificent cleavage?"

I almost tripped as I rushed to take off my clothes and join her in the bathroom. The walk-in shower was huge, and fortunately set at a decent temperature straight off, so we soon found ourselves under a stream of warm water. Clare handed me the shower gel and I poured a liberal helping onto her breasts, massaging it into the soft flesh to create both suds and two very erect nipples. Clare was massaging my cock and balls and soon turned towards the glass wall of the shower.

"Take me from behind again." She asked softly, bending slightly and pushing her bum towards me.

I wasn't about to argue with her and positioned myself behind her. I guided myself into her and we started to make love under the water. My thrusts caused her to straighten, flattening her boobs against the glass as she reached back to draw me as close to her as possible. We moved together for maybe ten minutes until we came together. Then, satisfied, we cleaned up properly and went to dinner.

I think both of us wanted to make love again after dinner, but exhaustion finally hit and we simply fell into bed naked and were asleep in each other's arms in moments.

The following morning as I stirred I became aware that Clare was no longer beside me. Instead I looked down myself to see the top of her head and registered the feel of her mouth on my shaft.

"Mmm, good morning!" I groaned.

Clare didn't break her motion, swirling her tongue around the head of my dick as she sucked it. Much as I was enjoying the sensation I tried to get her to stop and head upwards so I could make love to her, but Clare resisted and kept up her oral action instead. Realising she was in this to the end, I lay back and appreciated the feel of her warm mouth on my shaft. Before too long I could feel my cum brewing.

"Oh God babe, that feels so good. I'm going to cum."

Clare kept sucking for a moment more and then pulled my cock from her mouth. With a couple of tugs from her hand I was soon spurting my load over my stomach.

"Wow!" I sighed. "What a way to start the day!"

"Glad you enjoyed it!" Said my wife. "I thought I'd treat myself to a pre-breakfast. And, now you're all set for our massage later too."

"How do you mean."

"Well now I know that while you're getting rubbed down by that cute female masseuse we saw yesterday, you'll be thinking of me, and won't be carrying a loaded weapon either."

"Honey," I replied, "my mind's always on you. And besides, that masseuse is only for show, the men's massages are probably carried out by a woman in her 70s with a moustache. Whereas you'll probably get some hunk with muscles where you never knew there were muscles."

"Maybe," said Clare, "maybe."

"You don't sound too upset by that possibility. Maybe I should be disarming you..."

I made to kiss her with the aim of heading further down her body.

"Uh uh." Clare put her hand on my chest. "It's breakfast time now. You'll just have to trust me, won't you? After all, I have excellent self control."

"Hmm, I guess I will."

"And besides," this time she gave me a kiss, "if my bag of muscles does get me worked up, you'll be the one who reaps the reward."

She headed to the bathroom.

Half an hour later we were having breakfast, and an hour later we were settling down into our massage tables. I was lucky enough to get the cute masseuse we'd seen when booking. And Clare's guy was indeed a very chiselled young man. We couldn't help but laugh as they started, which I'm sure confused them, but they remained professional and my wife and I relaxed into our massage. It was an amazing experience for us both, and despite her claims of self control, I'm sure I spotted Clare staring at her guy's package, particularly when he was stood in front of her.

At the end of our session, we thanked our masseurs and left the spa.

"That was great." I said. "I feel totally relaxed."

"Me too. Although, not too relaxed I hope?"

"Ah, I thought I caught you checking him out? So much for your self control."

"I may have had a glance or two, but only because it was there. And besides, I did say you'd reap any benefit."

"You did. And just how much benefit will I get?"

"Take me to our room and you'll find out."

Once again we almost ran back to the room, once inside we started to undress each other before falling into the bed. I slipped inside my wife and we made love, cumming together.

"Well, was that sufficient benefit?" Asked Clare softly as we lay in each other's arms in a post-coital glow.

"And how!" I replied. "In fact, I think we should book another massage."

Clare rolled into her side and kissed me.

"Tempting as that is, one, we don't need massages to always kick start things, and two, I know we still have several days to go, but I'd quite like to get started on my tan. I don't particularly fancy going home the same colour I came out here, however tempting it is to spend all my time indoors with you."

I looked out of the window at the view.

"Hmm, I suppose you have a point. We should make the most of the sun. That was kinda the point of coming away."

Clare kissed me again and headed to the bathroom where she showered quickly. Coming back into the bedroom she asked me to help apply her sunscreen. I did so, before making my own way to the bathroom. When I returned I saw Clare finishing putting on a red bikini. I stood and admired the view for a moment before she spotted me.

"I take it you approve?"

"Very much so. You look fabulous! I'm going to be the most envied guy here when everyone sees you."

"Yep."

She tied a sarong around her before coming to put sunscreen on my back. We then headed out.

"Pool or beach?" I asked.

"I fancy heading to the beach for now, get away from the buildings for a while."

We walked down to the beach and found ourselves a couple of loungers, spending the rest of the day there reading, snoozing and occasionally going for a bit of a swim. We also made the most of the facilities, enjoying a burger lunch and a few cocktails. Clare got plenty of admiring glances in her bikini, which we both enjoyed. By the time the sun had started to dip towards the horizon, we were ready to go and freshen up before dinner.

After dinner we decided on an early night as our excursion the following day had and early start. However we still made love before drifting off to sleep.

The next day we woke and got ready before breakfast. This time Clare wore a white bikini, which tied behind her neck and back rather than the more bra-like red one. Over this she slipped a light green dress.

"Wow," I said, "what a shame we have to leave soon as I'd really like to show you just how much I like that outfit!"

"Tough!" Replied my wife. "You'll just have to wait until we get back. Now come on, let's a bit of breakfast while we still have time."

It took a couple of hours to drive out to Chichen Itza, but it was totally worth it. The site was stunning and learning about the history of the areas was fascinating. However the highlight of the trip, not just for me but I think for several of the other men on the trip with us, was when we went to the cenote.

It was worth it for the beauty of the area, and the cool water that we swam in. But there was a bonus when Clare climbed out as the white material of her bikini had gone slightly transparent in the water. Nothing scandalous, but her areola were just visible as was the shade between her legs of her trimmed pubes. We didn't get much of a look before she wrapped herself in a towel, but it was enough to make my cock stir, and judging from the fact a few of the guys stayed in the water for a while, I reckon it had a similar effect on them.

I kept the information to myself until we were back in our room.

"Honey," I said as Clare took off her dress, "did I tell you how much I like that bikini?"

"You did mention it earlier, yes. But it's nice to hear again."

"Uh huh. And I wasn't the only one to appreciate it today?"

"Reeaaallyy?"

"When we were at the cenote you were definitely the centre of attention."

"Aw, are you feeling a bit jealous that your sexy wife was being ogled?" Said Clare walking over to kiss me.

"No, I quite like that. It's incredibly hot that guys look at you and can't have you because you're mine. And it's even hotter when you give a show like you did today."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it seems that the material of this particular bikini goes slightly transparent when wet."

"Oh my God! No! I didn't cause a scene did I?"

"No, nothing too scandalous. Just the outline of your areola," I put my hands on her breasts and felt her nipples harden instantly, "and a slightly darker patch here."

I slid one hand down to her crotch over her bikini-covered slit.

"Oh God Josh!" Moaned Clare. "That's terrible! I turned all of those men on and they could do nothing about it!"

"Oh I don't know about that." I replied pressing my hands harder against her. "I reckon several women are getting a good seeing to now they're back in their hotel rooms."

Clare moaned again.

"And all because of me? Do you think the men are imagining me while they have sex with their partners."

"I know I would be if I didn't have the cause right in front of me."

"I need to see."

"What?" I asked as I continued to massage her breasts and slit through the material covering them.

"I need to see what caused me to turn everyone on."

She took my hands and led me into the bathroom, turning the shower on she stood under it for a while until she was completely wet. Turning to look in the large mirror she took in the image before her.

"Oh my!" She sighed. "I can see why that was a bit of a tease!"

I stripped off as she continued to look at herself, tracing the outline of her nipples with a finger. Stepping into the shower behind her I placed my hands next to her.

"Yes, you caused us all to stay in the water until our erections had gone. The sight of your nipples," I traced them with her, "and pubes," I rubbed between her legs again, "caused us all to get very hard."

Clare put one hand between us and gripped my rod.

"As hard as this?"

"Oh yes."

"And no-one could do anything about it at the time?"

"Nope."

"But they all are now?"

"Probably."

"Thinking of me?"

"More than likely."

"In that case you'd better make the most of having the reason before you now, hadn't you!"

I needed no further instruction and didn't even wait to strip off her bikini bottoms, instead just pulling the crotch to one side to allow my dick to enter her.

"Oh God Josh yes! I'm going to cum already! Take me! Take me as hard as those other men are screwing their women!"

I slammed into her.

"You're such a tease Clare! Turning everyone on in public!"

"Yes Josh! Yes I am! I love it! I love everyone looking at me! Wanting me! But I'm yours, all yours, take me, punish me for being a tease! Oh Christ yes I'm cummmiiinnnggg!!!"

I'd pushed her bikini top up now and was pinching her nipples as I shoved myself hard and deep inside her. I felt her body shake as she came, and that almost set me off but somehow I held off and continued to ream her for several more minutes making her cum again.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh Godddd Josssshhh yessss! Screw me, screw your teasing wife!"

"God Clare you're so hot! Everyone wants you, and you want them too, don't you? You want all of their eyes on you, you want them touching you too, don't you?"

"Just their eyes lover, just their eyes. I only need your hands, and cock. You make me feel so good! They can look, but they can't touch."

"Don't deny it, you'd enjoy them touching you too, wouldn't you? You'd love to have them squeeze your boobs like this after you've teased them."

I squeezed her breasts hard.

"Oh yes! I love having my boobs touched, maybe I'd allow them that, but only to tease them more, the rest is all yours."

"Yes tease them Clare, tease them all!"

My own orgasm was again building and I began to push as hard as I could into my wife, causing her to moan louder.

"Yes, I'll tease them all! Oh Jesus Josh I'm going to cum again!!"

"Yes Clare, cum with me. Cum again, think of all of those men watching you, watching us!"

"Oh God yes!"

"Oh Christ! Here it comes Clare, here it comesssssssaaaarrrrggghhh uuhhh aaaahhh!!!"

I held her breasts tight as I pumped my load into her, feeling her pussy clench around my shaft.

"Yes Josh! Yes! Give me your sperm! Yessssss!!!!"

Spent, I pulled out from her.

"I think you're turning into a bit of an exhibitionist, aren't you?"

"I don't know, I mean, in the bar and at the cenote today, I didn't actually know that everyone was looking, so I don't think that counts, does it?"

"Maybe not, but the idea certainly seemed to turn you on."

"I'm not the only one!"

"True. We're definitely making the most of it too, aren't we?"

"That we are, my love." Replied Clare, stripping off her bikini. "Don't get any ideas now though! It's time we got ready for dinner!"

"You're the boss."

We showered and dressed. I was pleased to see that Clare simply slipped a summer dress over her naked body. Her breasts were outlined nicely by the material, with her nipples very slightly poking out.

"Ah, so you're actually going for the full exhibitionism tonight then?"

"Not really, I mean sure I'm not wearing any underwear, but this dress isn't exactly revealing."

"I suppose." I walked over to her and pinched her nipples lightly, making them more erect. "Although things are a bit more obvious now."

"You're evil!"

"Hey, you've given me an erection, so I'd say it's only fair."

"Hardly! You may have a stiffy, but your trousers are loose enough to hide it!"

"Them's the breaks. And besides, I can't exactly keep tweaking your nipples through dinner can I, so they'll be less obvious before too long."

"I guess, now come on, I'm hungry."

"Ok." I gave her nipples another pinch before turning towards the door.

"Hey!" Exclaimed Clare, smacking my arm as we left.

To my surprise, and pleasure, her nipples actually stayed quite erect all through dinner, and the waiter could hardly disguise his stares as he served us. I couldn't help but wonder what Clare was thinking of to keep them poking at her dress. After dinner we headed to the bar, Clare finding us seats while I got us drinks.

"Seems I was wrong!" I said, eyeing her chest.

"Yeah, well it's all your fault. Pinching them started it off, but then I kept thinking back to what you said about the cenote and they wouldn't go down. And then the way that the waiter was eyeing them up, well there was no hope. Basically I've been horny since we left the room!"

"Tell you what, let's have one more drink, and then we can go and see if we can't do something about it?"

"Can't we go now? I've already told you I'm horny as hell!"

"Nope, because you need to get the next drinks. I think the barman would quite enjoy a glimpse of what the waiter saw. And besides, he's already had a demonstration of what a sexy tease you are, I think he should get an even better look."

"Really? I don't know if I can."

"Why not?"

"Well here, before, I didn't know about it. And in the restaurant earlier I couldn't do anything about it. But this? Well I'd be really doing it deliberately wouldn't I?!"

"Yep."

"I don't know."

"Well it's that, or nothing."

"What do you mean nothing?"

"Precisely that. We go back to the room after this and go to sleep."

"You're kidding?! You'd turn down the chance to get with your hot, horny wife, just because I won't tease a stranger?"

She placed her hand on my lap and started to rub softly. I removed it and put it on her lap.

"No, I'm not kidding. I want to see you turn him on as much as I'm turned on now. Then we get to make the most of it. Otherwise, and call it cutting my nose off to spite my face, we both end up frustrated."

Clare looked in my eyes.

"You really do mean it, don't you?"

I nodded. The truth was it was really hard not to take her back to the room right away but, I don't know why, I really wanted to see if I could get her to do this.

"Ok then."

With that she stood and straightened her dress, pulling the neckline down slightly to reveal more of the top of her breasts. Her nipples were still standing proud as she walked to the bar and rested her elbows on it. Leaning forward she made sure the barman got a good eye full as she ordered. His eyes were practically on stalks as he listened to her, and I was amazed he wasn't actually drooling onto my wife's chest as he stared! He made Clare repeat the order a couple of times, even though I'm sure he got it first time, just to have a longer look at her cleavage. Eventually he served the drinks and Clare walked back over to where we were sitting. The barman's eyes never left her as she crossed the room.

"Oh my God!" She exclaimed sitting down and taking a big gulp of her cocktail. "That was soooo hottttt!!!"

"You were so hot babe! And his eyes were on your arse all the time it took for you to walk back over here too."

"No!"

"Oh yeah. Couldn't look away from your sexy backside, and I can't blame him because it is one gorgeous arse."

"Oh wow. If I hadn't just been part of it, I'd never have believed you. So have I passed your test? Do I get too take you back to the room now and show my body off properly?"

"Honey, you've passed with flying colours! Now take me to bed and have your wicked way with me you tease!"

We drained our drinks and headed to our room, although we didn't look, we both knew that the barman was staring at Clare as we left. Once in the room Clare instructed me to sit on the bed.

"So I'm a tease am I?" She said, standing before me. "What's that make you? Enjoying watching me get other men hot by giving hints at my breasts..."

She cupped her boobs through her dress.

"My nipples..."

She pinched the nubs through the material.

"My bum..."

She turned and flattened the skirt against her arse before lifting the hem until the very bottom of her cheeks were visible.

"And even here..."

She turned back to face me, again lifting the hem of her dress until just a hint of her trimmed pubes showed.

My cock was straining at my trousers as Clare walked back over and straddled me, sitting in my lap.

"If that makes me a tease, then I reckon that makes you a great..."

She kissed my forehead.

"Big..."

She kissed my nose.

"Pervert!"

She kissed me hard on the mouth, pushing her tongue into my mouth. Her hand went to the buttons on my shirt and she started to undo them. My own hands found their way to bum and slipped under the edge of her dress. I massaged her firm flesh as our tongues battled. After a couple of minutes Clare broke our kiss and started to run her mouth down my neck to me chest.

"Oh wow!" I groaned as she sucked each of my nipples in turn.

My wife slid off my lap and knelt before me, opening my trousers. I lifted myself off the bed slightly to allow her to pull my trousers and underwear down.

"Finally! I've needed to get to this for a while!" She sighed as my rod sprang free.

Clare wrapped her lips around the head and slid down. I'm just over nine inches in length, and she'd never before taken more than about seven in her mouth, but this time she went down quickly and far enough to gag slightly. I'm not sure how far she got as I was both enjoying the sensation too much and also trying not to cum already! I assumed she'd gone that far by mistake in her horny state, but she pulled up and went down that far again three more times, gagging each time.

"God Clare! That feels amazing, but don't overdo it. You give great blow jobs without gagging yourself." I groaned.

She pulled my cock from her mouth.

"I just love your dick babe, and I'm so horny I can't help myself."

"Hey I'm not complaining, but the way I'm feeling at the moment you're going to make me cum soon whatever you do!"

"Oh good!" She grinned at me and swiftly put my rod back between her lips.

This time she held back on depth, but began to swirl her tongue around, particularly when she was around the head. I soon felt my load brewing.

"Oh Christ Clare! Here it comes!"

She kept the head in her mouth, sucking and working her tongue. When she started to hum softly that was enough to push me over the edge and my cum began to spurt into my wife's mouth. She swallowed the lot before standing up.

"Yum! I needed that!"

"As did I!" I sighed. "You're amazing."

Clare smiled at me.

"My turn then."

She slid the straps of her dress from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.

"It'll be my pleasure!"

I stripped quickly, admiring my wife's naked body as I did so. Walking to her I matched her earlier actions with me.

"My..."

I kissed her forehead.

"Hot..."

I kissed her nose.

"Tease!"

Our tongues began to battle as I placed one hand on her chest and one on her backside, squeezing her boobs and bum as we kissed.

After a few moments I started to kiss her neck before heading further down to her big breasts. I stuffed as much flesh into my mouth as I could. She moaned when I took each nipple in turn between my teeth and stretched them.

"Lie on the bed." I said.

Clare walked over and lay down. I positioned myself over her, head still in her cleavage. I spent a few more moments lavishing attention on her breasts as I placed one hand between her legs. I could feel her wetness, but tried to steer clear of her slit as I rubbed her groin. I then started to trail kisses down her body until I was between her legs,

I ran my tongue along her slit before taking her clit between my lips and sucking hard.

"Oh God yes Josh! I'm cumming already!!"

I smiled inwardly, continuing to suck on Clare's sex as she came.

"Yes! Yes! Yesssss!!!"

I pushed two fingers inside her as her orgasm faded, keeping my mouth on her clit, causing her to moan. Her hand went to my head, pushing me closer as I manoeuvred my fingers in her wet hole. I varied the speed of my fingers and the pressure of my tongue for the next couple of minutes until I heard Clare's breathing begin to quicken. I knew that meant she was close to another orgasm, and redoubled my efforts. She placed both hands on my head and was moaning so loudly I was sure they'd be able to hear her on the other side of the hotel!

Moments later her walls clenched around my fingers and she let out a cry as she came again. By now I was rock hard again, so I stood quickly and lifted her legs to my shoulders. In one swift movement I buried myself deep inside my wife, causing her to moan loudly.

I pulled out and slammed back into her.

"Oh yes Josh! I love it when you take me hard! She cried. "Drill me! Shove your cock deep inside me!"

I continued to plunge my length deep and hard into her, and Clare's third orgasm followed hot on the heels of her second.

My rod was rigid and I knew it would be a while before I came again. Much as I was enjoying screwing my wife deep and hard, I felt the need to slow down somewhat. I dropped her legs from my shoulders and we managed to work ourselves further into the bed to continue in a more conventional missionary style. We spent several minutes like this, Clare's legs wrapped around mine as we screwed, before rolling over so she was on top. Not only did this mean she could control the depth and pace, but it also allowed me to lavish some more oral attention on her breasts. I sucked at her nipples as she rode me, once again her moans and signs increasing. I was close myself and the moment I felt her orgasm start I thrust as deeply as could into her, my hot load coating her womb. Clare fell forward and kissed me hard, her pussy milking the last drops of spunk from my cock.

Once both of our orgasms were over, my wife rolled to the side and we lay on the bed catching our breath.

"Tease and Perv, we're a pretty good team aren't we." Sighed Clare after a couple of moments.

"That we are. Although Tease and Perv sounds a bit like a spoof cop show on one of the porn channels! ‘The dynamic crime shagging duo!'"

Clare laughed.

"Well the shagging has definitely been dynamic! The only crime is that we haven't made the most of each other for so long."

"That's true. But we're definitely making up for it." I turned to kiss her. "Long may it continue."

"Absolutely!" Clare stifled a yawn. "Oh, excuse me, I think the day's events are catching up with me. I'll just have a quick shower before hitting the sack."

"I think I'll follow you. At least we have a few truly relaxing days ahead now."

"That we do."

Clare gave me a peck on the cheek before heading into the bathroom. Half an hour or so later we were settling down to sleep, cuddled up together.

The next couple of days were fairly chilled, and we spent plenty of time relaxing either by the pool or on the beach, although we also spent plenty of time in bed too, making love three or four times a day.

Clare's underwear remained in her case, she spent her days either gathering lustful glances on her bikini-clad body from other guests and members of staff, both male and female, or wearing dresses or tight T-shirts that hinted at what was underneath. Her nipples seemed to be permanently erect, something I made the most of whenever we were in our room.

To be honest, we'd forgotten about the arrival of the spring break crowd until the Thursday afternoon. We'd spent the morning on the beach until about lunchtime. Feeling both hungry and horny, we decided to head back to our room for a quick session before lunch. It was as we walked up the path back to the hotel complex and it got noisier than it had been any other day that I remembered.

"Of course! It's Thursday!" I said.

"What's so special about... oh yeah." Answered Clare.

"Yep, the spring break invasion."

"Well it's noisy, sure, but invasion's got to be an exaggeration? There can't be that many here, can there?"

"Maybe, maybe not. I'm just thinking back to the way the manager seemed when he mentioned it."

"Yeah, but that's probably just because it's not his usual clientele."

The noise grew until we reached the complex and saw that it wasn't too far from being an invasion. From being maybe fifteen or so guests over the last few days it seemed there were about a forty youngsters crowded and the bar and in the pool.

"Oh, ok, so maybe you were right!" Said Clare.

Today she was wearing the red bikini, and to my surprise she started to wrap her beach towel around her.

"Why so shy all of a sudden?" I asked. "What happened to Tease and Perv?"

"Tease was fine when there were only a few people here, mostly the same age. But she's become Shy seeing this lot. I mean, not only am I probably old enough to be most of their mother, but I can't outshine any of those girls!"

"Honey, you can outshine anyone! Come on, take that towel off. Let's not see the disappearance of Tease. In fact, this is a chance for her biggest moment! Just think of all of those young, virile men looking at you. Actually taking their eyes from their female peers to watch you go past."

Clare looked at me for a moment and then undid the towel before handing it to me.

"Good point. Tease is back! Time to make an entrance!"

With that she strode confidently out into the open before turning back to me.

"Come on then."

From where I was I'd already seen a couple of the youngsters turn to look at Clare, a few of them nudging their companions to draw their attention to her. I walked out to join her and took her arm as we walked past the group. Many of them continued drinking or messing around in the pool, but quite a number watched us pass. We were perhaps halfway to the main building when we heard a cry behind us.

"MILF ALERT! Woohoo!!"

The ‘woohoo!' was echoed loudly by quite a few voices. Clare squeezed my arm.

"Get me to the room quickly!" She said in a low voice. "Tease is back with a vengeance and needs a damn going seeing to!"

We walked as quickly as we could into the building without making it look as though we wanted to get away from the pool area. After a short, but impatient wait for the lift, we rushed to our room. Entering, Clare dragged me towards the balcony.

"The jacuzzi!" She growled. "I want you in the jacuzzi!"

We hadn't used it since our arrival, but as we got into the balcony I realised why Clare was keen for us to be outside. We could clearly hear the noise coming from the pool area and although no-one there would be able to see us, we could just make them out and I guessed Clare was turned on by the thought of almost having an audience.

I switched the jacuzzi on and gathered my wife in my arms. She'd already stripped off her bikini top and I felt her nipples pressing into my chest as I kissed her. She pushed my shorts down to free my cock and started to stroke it. When we heard the water bubbling nicely behind us, we made our way to the jacuzzi, Clare stepping out of her bikini bottoms as she did.

In the water, she positioned herself bent over the side, looking towards the pool area.

"From behind Josh! Take me now!"

It was clear she wanted to look at the youngsters as I drilled her, which turned me on as well. We could hear the sounds of merriment from below as I pushed my cock into my wife's slit.

"Jeez Clare! You're soaking wet!" I groaned as I bottomed out. "You really loved having all of those eyes on you didn't you?! All of those young guys and girls ogling you, calling you a MILF! You weren't shy at all like you said, you wanted it, didn't you!"

"Oh God Josh yes! It was great having them watch me walk past them. Take me Josh! Harder! Give it to me deep!"

I drilled into her, reaching round to take hold of her breasts.

"I bet you wish it was one of them here now don't you." I said as I pinched her nipples. "A young, virile student sticking his cock in you, groping your tits!"

Clare just groaned, staring out towards the pool.

"Or maybe you'd want more of them here? Taking turns with you? The girls included."

"Mmmmm." She moaned. "No Josh, just you, just your cock."

I pulled out completely and slammed back into her.

"That's a second young man taking advantage of the MILF!"

I repeated the action.

"And a third. Giving you exactly what a taste like you needs."

I pulled out again.

"And a fourth." I grunted as I slammed back into her. "Treating you like the tease you are!"

"Oh God Josh I'm going to cum! Harder, give it to me harder!!!" She cried.

I rammed her as hard as I could and a few moments Clare screamed out so loudly I'm sure she must have been head down at the pool, even over the music and laughter. Her knees buckled as she came and I grabbed her hips to support her as a huge orgasm hit her. I didn't stop screwing her, my rod pistoning into her soaking hole. My head was full of images of several young men lining up to take advantage of her. I'd never before envisaged that scenario, but it was making my dick as hard as iron and I felt like I could go on for ages. The strength of Clare's orgasm made me wonder whether she actually was imagining something similar, despite her saying she wanted only me.

With the way my wife's pussy kept clenching around my shaft, I also wondered if she wasn't still riding the wave of several mini orgasms as I drilled into her. A couple of minutes after her orgasm hit I repeated my action of pulling out completely and slamming back into her and after a couple of times was again rewarded by Clare crying out. Her body started shaking as another big orgasm hit her.

She seemed no longer capable of forming words, her attempts to urge me on now just groans and moans. My dick plunged into her, the wet noises coming from between her legs due more to her juices than the jacuzzi I was sure, until I finally felt on the brink. I gripped her tits and bent forward to whisper in her ear.

"Look at them all down there. They all want to. They all want to stick their cocks into your teasing pussy. Just picture it, one..."

I pulled out fully to slide slowly back into her.

"After another..."

I did it again.

"After another..."

And again.

"After another..."

And again.

"Until they all cum inside you!"

I held her tight, forcing myself as deep as I could as my sperm blasted into her, spurt after spurt firing from my cock.

"Yes! Yes! Yeeeeesssssss!!!!" Screamed my wife. "Give it to me! Give it all to me!"

Her vagina milked my shaft as she came again.

We uncoupled and sank down into the jacuzzi. Clare snuggled up close to me as we both came down from our ecstatic high. Her whole body was flushed, and as her boobs floated on the water I could see her nipples were like bullies, as erect as I'd ever seen them.

"Wow!" She sighed eventually. "Talk about intense!"

I grunted my acknowledgment, my mind wondering if the intensity on both sides came from fantasising about Clare being more than just the centre of visible attention, but also physical, with others actually experiencing her body for real.

"I've more than worked up an appetite," she added after another couple of moments, "let's get ready for lunch."

She climbed tiredly from the jacuzzi to head to the shower. Her body was practically glowing as I watched her retreat. I felt my cock twitch, but didn't feel I had the energy to follow her into the bathroom this time, so relaxed in the bubbles until she was finished. After I'd had my shower I came out to find Clare had put her bikini back on and was just finishing tying a sarong around her like a dress.

"Your public will be disappointed." I said as I dressed.

"Maybe, but I've always been slightly more covered at mealtimes, I don't want to distract from the food!"

We headed down to the restaurant which, although it was near the end of the lunch service, was still pretty full due to the new influx. Quite a few heads turned as we walked in and again I noticed a few people drawing their friends' attention to Clare. I also noticed her posture change slightly as she saw them looking at her, standing slightly taller and pushing her chest out a fraction.

"So much for not distracting from the food." I whispered to her.

"Yes, but I still have to give the public a bit of what they want." She whispered back.

We found a table, ordered a couple of drinks from the waiter, who took his usual moment to ogle Clare, and made our way to the buffet. There were two sides to the counter and the attention of the young men opposite us was definitely not on the food as my wife bent forward to help herself! However my ears were drawn to the conversation being held by the two guys next to me.

"I tell you man! I've never heard anything like it!"

"I'm sorry dude, I just don't believe you."

"I'm not kidding, this woman, whoever she was, was having the biggest orgasm I've ever heard. She kept urging the guy fucking her to do it harder. He must have had steam coming from his cock if he was able to keep up with her urging. It sounded like she needed several dicks to satisfy her!"

"And you reckon that was coming from one of the upper floors? No way you heard it."

"I swear. She was getting the fucking of a lifetime. It was so hot, I actually jacked off into the bushes listening to her. She must be one hell of a hot slut, whoever she is!"

"Whatever dude. You had a wank while walking through the bushes, that's what I'm taking away from this conversation!"

I was definitely taking more from the conversation than the one guy thought as they walked off. I glanced over to Clare and could see she was looking a bit flustered, had she also heard what they had said? We headed back to our table and sat down.

"Did you happen..." I started.

"To overhear those two guys?" Said Clare, flushing bright red. "Yes. But he can't have meant me, can he? I mean, our room is several floors up and I know we were outside, but..."

"Well I can't imagine anyone else was doing what we were just before lunch, at least not in the jacuzzi! And you were pretty loud!"

"Oh my God! You mean he actually did hear us! And he did what he said because of hearing my cries."

I nodded.

"I made another man cum without being anywhere near him?!?" She took a huge gulp of her wine.

"Yep, that makes you the," I dropped my voice, "‘one hell of a hot slut' that he'll be thinking of all afternoon, tonight when goes to bed, and probably in many of his fantasies to come, imagining himself as one of the multiple men he thinks you need to satisfy you."

"Well I am hot, he's right about that. But he's wrong about one thing." Clare took another drink. "I only need you to satisfy me."

I smiled and put my hand over hers, I didn't speak as I was worried my voice might betray the fact that I was now picturing her with other men. I felt guilty as I looked at her, but seeing that her nipples were as erect as I'd ever seen them, clearly poking out at her sarong, I wondered if she might not also have that image in her mind. As my cock stiffened under the table I changed the subject to try and deflate it and saw some of the tension leave Clare as well.

We enjoyed the rest of our lunch, for once trying to ignore the eyes on Clare, but with so many more people that was a hard ask. She remained slightly flushed for the duration, and although her nipples went down slightly, they remained erect enough to be faintly seen through her outfit.

As we left the restaurant Clare leaned into me.

"We don't have to head out straight away, do we?"

"No, what did you have in mind?" Hoping I knew what the answer would be.

"Can we make a stop off at the room? At the very least I need to change my bikini, the bottoms are soaking wet!"

I slipped my hand round her waist and in through the gap in the front of her sarong. As I hit the material of her bikini I found she was right, it felt soaked through.

"Oh God Josh don't!" Groaned Clare. "Not here."

I pulled her closer to me as we walked to the lift managing to slip my finger into the side of her bottoms and brush her pussy lips.

"Please, no. I'm too close! I can't, not here!"

I withdrew my hand, but only to pull her in front of me as we waited for the lift. I began to kiss her neck as I used one hand to cup her tits. The other worked back into her bikini bottoms, the better angle allowing me to push my hand past the waistband and reach her dripping slit. My erection was pressing into the cleft of her backside.

"Mmm Joshhh, nooo!" She moaned as I rubbed her clit.

I could see the lift was a couple of floors away, so sped up my fingering.

"No Josh, no, please not here! Take me back to the room, pleaaasssee!!" She sighed softly.

I continued to rub her little nub and could feel her breathing getting quicker. The lift was just leaving the floor above us, so I pinched both her nipples and clit simultaneously. I got my reward seconds later, hearing my wife catch a cry in her throat as she came. Her legs buckled slightly and I was able to readjust my hands just in time to make to look as though I was innocently holding her as the lift doors opened. I could see the older couple look at Clare as they came out, she was breathing heavily, her eyes closed as she sagged slightly in my arms.

"A bit too much sun." I said to them as I ushered my wife past them and into the lift.

They smiled sympathetically as the doors closed. I pressed the button for our floor and as the lift started to move Clare began to regain her senses.

"You bastard!" She groaned. "What if the lift had arrived as I was cumming?!"

"Then that older couple would have had quite the sight, wouldn't they."

"I can't believe you felt me up in public like that!"

"Well you shouldn't have told me how wet you were. I just couldn't help myself then, I had to give you what a ‘hell of a hot slut' needed."

"Well it was one hell of an orgasm, but I wanted it back in the room with you! Not in front of the lift, where anyone could see us!"

"Maybe they did." I replied. "I've no idea where anyone else was, perhaps that young guy who heard you earlier was nearby and got to see his fantasy woman behaving like he imagined. Maybe he's gone back to his room to masturbate, wishing it was him who had been rubbing your clit."

"Oh God, do you think?"

Clare's chest was heaving.

"Maybe. He's picturing himself sliding his fingers into you, maybe even his cock."

I undid the knot of her sarong, letting it drop to the floor and began to rub the wet material of her bikini again.

"Why is this lift taking so long! I need you Josh! I need you now!"

The lift reached our floor at that moment. The door opened to reveal a couple of the spring-breakers. Clare quickly gathered up her sarong and held it in front of her, but I'm sure the three guys had already had a good view of her erect nipples and wet crotch. My wife practically ran passed them. I walked out slowly as they all winked at me.

"Nice!" Said one.

"Very hot!" Said another.

"Give her one for us!" Added the third.

I couldn't help but grin as I headed to the room. Clare was waiting for me outside as I had the key card, so I wondered if she'd heard what the three had said. I didn't have long to wait for the answer. We stepped into the room and after I closed the door she kissed me hard, her tongue delving into my mouth. After a few moments she broke off.

"So are you going to ‘give me one for them'?" She asked.

I didn't think my cock could get any harder than it already was, but it tried.

"Maybe, but I'm going to give you one for me first!"

"Ok, but inside this time. I don't want anyone listening in as you make me cum!"

Clare stripped out of her bikini and pulled me over to the bed. I undressed in record time as she lay back and opened her legs. I climbed onto the mattress above her and lowered my hips, my shaft splitting her lips and entering her pussy.

"Oh my Goddd, you're so wet!" I groaned as I sank deeper into her.

"I know. Give it to me babe, stick your big cock into my wet hole!"

I bent my head down to kiss her as I moved in and out of her. She started to buck her hips up to meet me and I knew she was close to another orgasm. To be honest, after everything that had gone on before, so was I, and I began to speed up my thrusts until with one final plunge into her depths I came hard. Clare wrapped her legs around me, drawing me as deep as possible as she cried out in ecstasy.

I rolled off her and caught my breath.

"Well the results were fantastic," panted Clare, "but I think that's as public as I ever want us to get. I can't believe you fingered me where anyone could see!"

"I just couldn't help it. I was so turned on by what we'd heard, I would have taken you over the buffet counter if I didn't want to actually finish our holiday without getting kicked out of the hotel! That was just the next best thing until we could get here."

"Oh my God. You actually got turned on by the thought of some young guy wanking over me?! You really are a perv, aren't you!"

I shrugged.

"I can't help it if I'm married to the hottest woman here."

"True. So why don't you show her off down by the pool?"

"Err, have you looked out of the window?"

The sky had turned black and it looked like a storm was brewing.

"Oh." Clare looked crestfallen. "No chance for me to start a few more fantasies."

"I'm pretty sure there are a few guys sheltering from the storm in their rooms who have you on their mind. Imagining what it would be like to be up close and personal with you. Maybe getting the chance to feel your boobs."

I reached out and lightly touched her breasts..

"Mmm, that's nice." Moaned Clare. "But why so gentle? I love having them squeezed."

Her eyes were closed and I wondered if she was talking to me, or addressing an imaginary other man. I knelt up beside her and squashed her tits together, kneading the flesh and pinching her nipples.

"Maybe he'd like to suck on them as well." I said softly.

"Oh yes! I'd like that."

I bent over and placed my lips on her breasts, sucking on them, making them wet. Clare's breathing quickened as I did and she was moaning quietly.

"I think you've caused quite a reaction."

My wife reached out her hand and found my shaft, her eyes still closed.

"Oh dear, I have, haven't I!" She sighed. "And there's another reaction too."

With her other hand she found one of mine and pulled it from her chest, guiding it instead between her legs. I began to rub her crotch softly.

"Mmm, yes." Moaned Clare. "See how wet you've made me!"

I knew a lot of the moisture between her legs was a mix of our juices from before, but her comment really did make me think she was imagining someone else. My cock twitched at that, which bought a reaction from Clare.

She twisted herself and, meaning my mouth left her boobs. Instead hers found my shaft. As she started to suck on my knob I slipped two fingers inside her. She moaned around my shaft as I fingered her.

After a couple of moments she pulled herself away.

"Take me." She groaned.

Her chest was heaving, her eyes still closed as I rolled on top of her.

"I'm going to give you one for them now." I whispered into her ear.

"Yes! Do it! For all of them!"

I slid my cock into her and she cried out as she came instantly. I went slower than before, savouring the feel of her as I worked my rod smoothly in and out of her. Clare buried her face in my neck, kissing me as she moved with me. We screwed like this for a few minutes before I whispered to her again.

"You know what he'd really like is for you to ride him so he can see your tits as you do it."

"Mmm yes, you want to see them, don't you." Moaned Clare in agreement.

We rolled over, my shaft still deep inside her, until I was lying on my back. Clare shifted herself upwards so she was astride me, her breasts proud above me. She raised her hands to them, cupping and squeezing them as she gyrated on my cock.

"You like my tits don't you?" She groaned as she played with them. "You like seeing me play with them while you take me! Give it to me, give me your dick! Squeeze my boobs with me!"

Her eyes were still closed I reached up to place my hands over hers. We massaged them together briefly before she took her away and allowed me full access to her cleavage.

"Oh that's so naughty!" She said as I pinched her nipples. "But it feels so good! Don't stop! I'm close again, keep playing with me!"

I pushed my hips up towards her as I mauled her soft flesh. Clare put her head back as she moaned.

"Oh God YES! Keep doing that! Keep doing that! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! Make me cum! Oh please make me cuuuuummmmmmmm!!!"

She placed her hands over mine, mashing her breasts against her chest as her orgasm hit. She rode it in waves, my hands helping her stay upright as it washed over her, her pussy contracting around me until eventually she feel forward onto me. I held her close and started to thrust into her harder now. I really need to cum myself and pounded as hard as I could into her.

"Cum in me, give it to me lover!" Moaned Clare against me. "Cum with me!"

I kept drilling away until the dam burst and my seed flooded into her. The feel of my spunk triggered another orgasm in my wife and she came yet again.

Clare collapsed forward onto my chest breathing heavily. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight as we both recovered. At the back of my mind I was wondering who she had been thinking of when she said ‘lover', was it me or someone else? Mostly though I just enjoyed the feel of her body as my dick deflated inside her.

Eventually Clare rolled off me, her breathing almost back to normal, but I watched her chest rising and falling as she lay next to me.

"What an afternoon!" She said. "I don't think I've ever been so grateful for a storm!"

"Or dozens of young, virile men to fantasise about."

She slapped my chest.

"I told you, I only need you!" She protested, but I'd caught the brief pause before she replied, which pretty much confirmed my suspicions.

"Well I'm glad I'm the lucky one, but at my age too many sessions like we've just had and I'll be a broken man!"

"Don't worry babe, I need a rest too!" Clare looked out the window at the rain teeming down. "Doesn't look like this storm's going anywhere for a while, let's see if there's a good film on."

"Thank God for that, I was worried you were going to take advantage of my exhausted state and go trawling for young men!" I grinned at her.

She slapped me again.

"Well if you can't stand the heat..." She grinned back at me. "Seriously, I don't think I can even walk as far as the bathroom at the moment! Let's just enjoy each other differently for a while."

Clare snuggled closer to me as we sat up in the bed and I picked up the remote. We were lucky and found something worth watching pretty quickly, so I put my arm around my wife and we settled down to watch it.

I don't know exactly when I drifted off to sleep but I woke with a start. Looking at the clock I saw that I'd been asleep for a couple of hours and it was now early evening. Clare was also asleep, her head on my chest. I looked down at her naked body and thought for a moment of waking her up by starting another session, but in the end I decided to wait until later on for that. I shook her gently and she stirred.

"Huh? How long have I been out?" She said sleepily.

"Don't know, I've only just woken up myself."

"I guess we tired each other out earlier then." She smiled up at me. "What time is it?"

"Just gone six."

"I fancy a drink before dinner. Shall we get ready?"

"Yeah, I quite fancy a drink too. You stay there and relax, I'll use the bathroom first."

She tilted her head up and kissed me.

"No arguments there."

I pulled my arm from behind her and rubbed some life back into it. Clare stretched her sexy body as she settled down to wait for me. The action very nearly made me jump back into bed with her, but I forced myself to head to the bathroom.

A while later we were making our way into the bar. Clare was drawing her usual admiring looks, this time she was wearing a light blue dress with spaghetti straps. It was fairly conservative I guess, seeing as how the bottom came to her knees and it wasn't that low cut, but the material was quite thin and she wasn't wearing a bra, so her nipples were pretty clear. The barman recognised us and waved as we entered. As with previous evenings, I now went to find a seat while Clare went to order the drinks, giving the barman his usual eyeful of her chest as she leant on the bar.

This evening of course the bar was busier than before, and the barman wasn't the only one getting a good view. A few of the spring break crew were at the bar as well and also stared at her tits. More were sat around at the tables or playing pool, and the way Clare was bent over meant they had a fantastic view of her arse. The material of her dress was stretched just tight enough to show that she wasn't wearing any knickers either. I watched as some of the guys directly behind her ogled her backside. They were practically drooling as they motioned with their hands just how much they wanted to squeeze her bum.

As Clare came to join me carrying the drinks I was sure she had a bit more of a sexy sway in her walk than usual.

"Still giving the fans what they want?" I asked as she sat down.

"Who? Raul? He's harmless."

"No, you've grown your fan club a lot today. Take that lot over there." I nodded slightly towards the table that had been directly behind her. "Their chins hit the table when you bent over. They couldn't take their eyes from your bum! I reckon you've given them all hard-ons not, it'll probably be about fifteen minutes before any of them dare stand up!"

She glanced in their direction.

"Really? Let's see if we can't make it half an hour then. I fancy some cross crisps, don't you?"

She stood and headed back to the bar, the sway in her walk was definitely more obvious this time. As she asked Raul for the crisps she leant over further than was strictly necessary. Raul definitely wasn't complaining, and nor were the guys behind her. They were entranced, especially as she reached back and, for no reason I could see, smoothed the dress down the back of her legs. The guys eyes came out on stalks and one or two of them dropped their hands under the table. Clare came back with the crisps, still swaying her hips.

"Did they enjoy the show?"

"Honey, I reckon you nearly made them all cum in their shorts! Especially when you ran your hand down your legs!"

She flushed slightly.

"Do you think they all wished it was them doing it instead?"

"Every guy here wished it was them! Me included, and I get to do it anyway."

I placed my hand on her thigh.

"Mmm, Josh! Not again!"

I knew she was referring to the incident in front of the lift earlier, but was surprised when she shifted herself slightly to loosen the skirt over her legs. I pushed my hand under her dress and further up her thigh.

"I don't know what you mean."

"Please don't finger me in public again."

Contradicting her words she opened her legs slightly. My fingers reached her wet slit.

"Oh my God! You're going to do it, aren't you? You're going to stick your fingers inside me with all of these people around!"

We were in one of the darker corners of the bar, so I didn't think anyone would really be able to see what we were up to, but I still couldn't believe what I was doing as I worked a finger inside Clare, let alone that she was actually urging me on!

"Oh Josh! No, it's naughty! You mustn't!" She moaned softly, pushing her hips forward to meet me.

I kept my eyes forward, trying to look natural as I took a sip of my drink. I saw the guys I'd been watching before keep trying to look our way. I wondered just what they could see as I wiggled my finger in my wife's pussy and pushed my palm against her clit.

Clare's breath was coming in short gaps and I could see she was fighting to stop from crying out. I rubbed against her harder.

"Yes Josh!" She hissed. "I'm going to cum! Make me cum in front of all of these young men."

I worked another finger inside her and a couple of moments later felt her body tense. She gripped the table and whimpered as she came. I pulled my fingers out and licked her juice from them.

"Best cocktail I've had all holiday." I told her.

"Did we actually just do that?!?" She asked, lust blazing in her eyes.

I nodded.

"What's got into us Josh? We were never the adventurous types, let alone blatant exhibitionists!"

I took a gulp of my drink.

"Change of scenery, more relaxed, I don't really know. Although I can say I'm enjoying it, however risky it might be."

"Oh me too! The sex has been amazing! And I never thought I'd enjoy showing off in public so much! In fact, I think we need another drink, don't you?"

We were barely halfway through our first ones, but Clare was already out of her seat and heading to the bar. As she walked away from me I could see there was a small wet spot on the back of her dress from her juices. It was also still slightly pushed up, meaning she was showing a bit more leg than before.

Raul saw her coming over and instantly moved to wait for her. I looked at the table of youngsters and they were staring at her as well, one pointing at the wet spot. As she reached the bar, Clare leant over it as always. She also reached behind her as before and smoothed her dress back down. I think the guys were a bit disappointed that she'd pulled it down, but they still had a great view of her arse. As Clare turned to bring the drinks back I saw that she also had a matching damp spot on the front of her dress. A grin spread across her face as she saw me stare at her crotch.

"You knew you'd have wet spots, didn't you?" I asked as she reached the table.

"I suspected it, yes." She replied, sitting down. "Am I a naughty girl for wanting to show them off?"

"Very!" I growled. "I'm going to have to find some way of punishing you after dinner aren't I?"

"I think having to wait until after dinner is enough punishment, isn't it? Anything else is more of a reward!"

"Well either way it'll have to wait, as I'm not going to be moving anywhere for a little while."

Clare reached down and touched my erection through my trousers.

"Oh, poor baby. Has your naughty wife caused you a problem!"

"She has. And if she doesn't move her hand soon she's going to cause an even bigger one. And personally I don't want to show off my wet spot!"

Clare gave my cock a squeeze and took her hand back. She looked around the bar

"Ok babe, I suppose this probably isn't the place to take things further and have me suck you off under the table. I'll just have to wait."

I stared at Clare as she sipped her drink, an innocent look on her face. I found myself wishing there was a tablecloth that she could duck under to be hidden as she gave me a blow job, which didn't exactly help my situation. She smiled at me as she read my mind before coolly starting to talk about a new film coming out starring her favourite actor.

I was grateful for the change of topic and tried to focus on what she was saying, but every time my dick began to deflate an image of her on her knees under the table popped into my head. Eventually I was able to concentrate more on the conversation and by the time we had finished our second drinks there was no longer a tent in my trousers. The restaurant has been open for a short while now, so we left the bar and headed in that direction. Clare took my arm as we walked, squeezing tight to me, but I could feel her hips away as she kept up her show for all the guys watching.

After dinner we were about to head to the lifts when Clare looked outside.

"Oh look, it's finally stopped raining! Let's go for a walk, I feel like we need some fresh air. We've been cooped up inside for half of the day."

"I thought I was to punish you?!" I said, squeezing her bum.

"The night is young, you'll have plenty of time to punish me for being a naughty wife earlier."

I had to agree that I would be nice to get outside for a moment, so let Clare lead me through the door. The air felt warm and fresh, the rain having cleared the humidity, and we started to walk around the grounds arm in arm. There were a few people out and about, but not too many, and as we got halfway down the path towards the beach Clare turned to kiss me. Her hand went to my crotch as her tongue slid into my mouth. My cock began to rise rapidly.

"Mmm." She moaned against my mouth before breaking the kiss. "That's what I wanted to feel. Time to give you something else to punish me for!"

She dragged me from the path and behind a palm tree. It took me a moment to realise what she was doing, but when she dropped to a crouch before me it was obvious what she had in mind. The tree offered a small amount of cover, but anyone coming up the path would still be able to see us.

"Really? Here? Now?" I asked.

Clare didn't respond, instead just opening my trousers and pulling them and my underwear to my knees, freeing my stiff rod. She placed half in her mouth instantly and began to bob up and down.

"Oh God Clare!" I groaned.

I kept looking round, hoping no-one had decided to take an evening trip to the beach. Every noise had me twitching, but Clare continued her oral ministrations. She switched from sinking my rod into her warm mouth to sucking on my balls to licking my full length. She always gives great blow jobs, and this was no exception, but the added thrill of being in the open meant I soon felt my load building. As she slowly slid her lips downwards once more it was too much for me. I held her head still about halfway down and erupted into her mouth. This load had been building since we were in the bar and as it filled Clare's mouth it was too much for her to swallow. Dribbles escaped from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin. Once I'd finished pumping my seed into her, she allowed my cock to fall from her lips and stood up to kiss me. I tasted myself on her lips briefly before she stepped back and made her way back into the path.

"We're not quite even," she said to me over her shoulder, "but it's halfway there."

She started walking back to the main building as I hurriedly redressed and joined her.

"So," she asked, looping her arm through mine as I caught up with her, "does that increase the level of punishment I deserve?"

"Sod that, I just want to get you back to the room and give you the seeing to you deserve!"

"I can live with that!"

Back in the room I made her stand before me.

"I might need another moment or two before I'm ready, so I think I need to return the favour."

I kissed her hard on the lips as I slid the straps of her dress from her shoulders. I moved my mouth down her throat until I reached the top of her dress, which I lowered slowly over her breasts. In turn I took each in my mouth bathing them in my saliva. Clare was moaning softly as I did, holding my head to her chest before I continued downwards. I slid her dress down her flat stomach, trailing kisses as I did so until eventually I reached her hips. With a final pull I let her dress drop to the floor to leave me eye-level with her pussy. I ran my hands around behind her to cup her arse cheeks and then buried my face in her crotch. She cried out and her hand went to my head as my tongue plunged deep into her slit.

I went at her like a starving man, my tongue probing inside her and my teeth nipping at her clit. Clare kept her hands on my head and was moaning constantly. I could tell she was close and so concentrated on her nub, sucking on it hard.

"Yessss Jooooosshhh!!!" She screamed.

Her legs buckled as she came and it was probably only my hands on her bum and hers on my head that stopped her collapsing to the floor. My dick was now as hard as iron so, still managing to support her somehow, I got to my feet. Clare was panting from her orgasm and still seemed a bit unsteady, so I picked her up and carried her the short distance to the bed where I laid her down. She held out her arms to me as I joined her. My cock slid easily into her and we both moaned. Clare hooked one leg around my waist and ran her nails down my back as we moved together.

I lost all track of time, concentrating instead on enjoying all of the sensations I was experiencing. My wife came twice before my own orgasm neared. I began to pick up my pace slightly, Clare urging me on by pulling me closer with her legs until I gave one final thrust and my spunk shot inside her. Clare continued to hold tight to me, her sighs mixing with my grunts as each spurt fired from me.

We stayed entwined for a few moments, enjoying the feel of each other, until I finally rolled to the side.

"I don't know how many times I've said it this holiday, but that was incredible!" I said.

"I know." Answered Clare. "This has been a holiday like no other. And we still have nearly two days left."

I liked her positivity about the short time remaining.

"True. Still plenty of time to make the most of things. Top up the tan, enjoy more good food and drink..."

Clare looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Well I did mean it gave us plenty of time to enjoy each other as well."

"Oh that? Well I was kind of hoping that wouldn't remain a purely Mexican thing."

"Oh it won't. But there are still two days around strangers, so we can push our boundaries a bit more. Like we already have, and I still owe you one public orgasm!"

She prodded me in the chest.

"Ah, the continuing adventures of Tease and Perv you mean?"

"Exactly!" She turned and sat on the edge of the bed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll get ready for bed. I need to keep my energy up for those adventures."

The following morning Clare was dressed in her white bikini and sarong as we headed to the pool after breakfast. She'd suggested we stay at the pool today as we'd spent the previous day on the beach. I guessed that it was also because she hoped that would be where the majority of the spring breakers would spend the day.

The pool area was pretty quiet when we arrived, but as it was only around 9am I figured it was too early for them. Sure enough by about eleven the area was pretty full with youngsters messing about in the pool, drinking at the bar and generally just having fun. I have to admit that, while the noise was a big change from the rest of the week, it was actually quite enjoyable being around the energy, so much so that we decided to forego the restaurant for lunch and just grab some burgers from the bar.

Naturally Clare insisted on going to order, making sure she swayed her hips sexily as she walked around the pool. On the way back from ordering she was intercepted by one of the young men. He asked her something and she indicated in my direction as she answered. The guy nodded and allowed her to continue.

"What was that about?" I asked as she sat back down on her lounger.

"He was just asking if I wanted to join in with one of their events after lunch."

"What kind of event?"

"Oh, just a wet T-shirt contest."

"And what did you tell him?"

"I said I was about to have lunch with my husband and that I'd need to check with him if I could take part."

I looked at her and could see in her eyes she'd already made her decision.

"You already know you're going to do it, don't you."

"Maybe..."

She settled back on her seat, but I'm sure she pushed her chest out a little bit more as she did. Our lunch arrived about ten minutes later, and a few minutes after that the guy who'd asked about the contest appeared next to us.

"Hi, again." He said, turning to Clare slightly on the second word. "Sorry for interrupting your lunch, but I only have one spot left in the contest. Can I put you down for it?"

"I don't know." Answered Clare, feigning a touch of shyness. "I mean, surely you've got plenty of girls from your group who'd take part? They're all younger and fitter than me, why don't you ask them?"

"Sure, but every year this contest is held we aim to get a couple of women who aren't with us to join in. It makes the contest a bit more fun having some ‘unknowns' taking part."

"But I've got to be about twice the age of everyone else!" Sure turned to me. "What do you think honey?"

I decided to play along with her.

"I don't know honey. I can't say I'm overly keen on you putting yourself on show like that. I mean, you have a great body, but displaying it in this kind of contest... I'm not sure."

"Look," answered the guy, "I understand your worries. But we do it as tastefully as we can I guess. Everyone keeps their bikini top on under the T-shirt. We already have one other woman taking part, but, and please don't take this wrong way, she doesn't compare to you at all."

Clare looked at me, pretending to seek my acceptance.

"It's your choice babe."

My wife waited a few moments, pretending to think it over.

"I keep my bikini top on, right?"

"Absolutely."

Clare paused again.

"Ok, put me down."

The guy could hardly contain his glee.

"Awesome! What's your name?"

"I'm Clare."

"Clare." He noted this on his phone and turned to me. "And you are, sir?"

"Josh."

"Josh. Please to meet you both. I'm Mason. Now Josh, I have a question for you. We also need a guest judge, would you be willing to do that?"

"Well seeing as how my wife will be one of the contestants, I'd be very happy to. No bias, of course."

"That's up to you Josh, it's all just a bit of fun, you can be as biased as you want!"

"Knowing him," laughed Clare, "he'll probably mark me down!"

Mason laughed with her.

"Cool, it'll be taking place on the stage on the other side of the pool in about an hour. See you there."

He walked off to help some others finalise the up.

"I guess this'll be the ultimate tease, won't it?" Said Clare.

"Pretty much." I answered. "Especially with that bikini as I bet the T-shirts will be pretty thin."

"Probably." Clare grinned at me.

We finished our lunch and rested for about half an hour before we heard Mason's voice over a PA system.

"Attention everyone, this is your five minute warning. Can we have all contestants and judges to the stage."

"I guess that's us." I said to Clare.

"Show time!" She replied.

We headed to the stage. Mason told Clare to head off to the right where another guy was handing out the T-Shirts.

"Josh, take a seat at the judges table. Marking is simple, each girl will come up in turn, I'll pour a jug of cold water over their chest and you and the other four judges give them a mark out of ten. We total those and find our winner."

"Sounds pretty straight forward."

As I made my way up on stage I looked over and saw there were ten women, including Clare, wearing very thin white T-shirts. I could see the other ‘external' candidate was with her, also clearly a fair bit older than the others. She had a pretty good figure, but was flat chested. The other eight had varying sizes of breasts, although one good looking blonde was about as big as Clare. I sat with the other judges, one of whom I thought must have been the partner of the other older woman. He was sat at the other end of the table to me and we exchanged looks over the heads of the three young guys judging with us.

Mason made his way into the stage.

"Alright everyone. Our annual wet T-shirt contest is ready to start. Can I have our first contestant, Jess, onto the stage please?"

A petite brunette made her way into the stage and stepped into an inflatable paddling pool that had been placed down to keep most of the water in one place. She pushed her average cleavage out as far as she could while Josh crossed to a table and picked up a jug of water. I could see a couple of ice cubes floating in it, and sure enough Jess let out a squeal as the icy water cascaded over her breasts. The T-shirt quickly went transparent to reveal her blue bikini top. She had quite a nice pair of breasts, enough to give her a seven as far as I thought.

The other judges and I handed our marks to another guy who took them off to be tallied. Josh called the second contestant into the stage. This was the other older woman, called Debbie. Unfortunately for her and her husband, although she was clearly game, I could only give her a three. The next three were all attractive enough for me to mark as seven or eight. The sixth contestant was Clare, and I heard plenty of appreciation not only from the crowd as she stepped up, but also from my fellow judges, and that was before Mason poured the water over her chest. Once the T-shirt was soaked the cheers grew even louder, and I hear the guy next to call her tits incredible. Naturally I gave Clare ten out of ten, and I was pretty confident that she'd received high scores from everyone else.

Contestants seven and eight couldn't match up, number nine came close and I actually gave her a nine. And then came the blonde I'd spotted at the start of the competition. Closer to I could see she had very attractive features, a very toned figure and, importantly for this competition, very large, firm breasts. I wondered if she'd been kept to last as she was the favourite, and the cheers from the crowd were certainly at least as loud as they were for Clare. Mason introduced her as Mia before he went to get the water. Pouring it over her chest her bikini too quickly came into view, and it was the skimpiest of the lot, the two triangles of material covering maybe two thirds of each tit, meaning we had a view of a bit more flesh than we had on any of the previous contestants. The cheers grew and as I looked at her I could feel my cock begin to stiffen. I had to give her a ten.

She stepped away and joined the other women at the back of the stage. Most of the T-shirts has now dried and by the time that the scores had been checked and rechecked only Mia's had a hint of dampness to it. Eventually Mason stepped forward.

"Well everyone," he said, "something very rare has happened... we have a tie! Two of our lovely contestants have received a perfect score of fifty!"

There were cheers from the crowd which he quietened after a couple of moments.

"So could the following two contestants please step forward for a decider... Mia..."

She walked up alongside Mason.

"And one of our special guests, Clare!"

The crowd cheered as she joined the Mia at the front of the stage and I felt strangely proud of her.

"Ladies," continued Mason, "could you take your place in the pool?"

As she stepped into the pool and turned to face me and the other judges I could see that Clare's eyes were blazing with lust. Mason and his assistant both stepped forward with jugs of water and my wife held up her hand.

"Hang on a minute," she said, I'm sure making everyone think she was about to pull out, "we're both wearing very different bikinis, so I think for the decider we should level the playing field!"

She reached up to her neck and undid the strap off her bikini. Then she reached under the T-shirt and pulled it down to her waist, leaving her now topless under the very thin material. My cock twitched at her audacity and I wondered how Mia would react. Happily she quickly joined my wife in stripping her top off. Cheers rose from the crowd and increased in volume as the two men started to pour. Two magnificent pairs of tits appeared, nipples hardening due to the cold water.

Me and the other judges could only stare for a moment before Mason reminded us we still needed to mark the contest, not just look. Mia and Clare both squeezed their breasts together, which I guess was supposed to help, but only succeeded in making things harder in more ways than one.

"Man, how are we supposed to pick between them?!" I heard the guy next to me say.

"Just imagine which you'd most like to stick your face between!" Answered one of his peers.

"Forget that!" Said the other. "Imagine which you'd like to stick your dick between!"

As they laughed I couldn't believe my wife was one of the women being spoken about like that. I didn't think Clare could hear, but her eyes were on fire. That made my decision, I took the comments of the guys next to me and marked her as nine and Mia as ten. The fact that Clare was my wife and Mia therefore just a fantasy meant I had to give the younger woman a higher mark.

Our results were collected and checked, and Mason called the two women back to the front of the stage.

"Folks, we have a winner. There are only two points in it, but with a total of forty nine points in the decider, our winner is.... Clare!!!"

Clare looked shocked as Mason took her hand and raised it in victory. Mia looked slightly disappointed, but walked over and hugged my wife, congratulating her on her victory. Clare acknowledged the cheers and applause for a few moments until people started drifting away. The other judges all stood and went to congratulate her, although I'm sure their main motivation was to get a closer view of her wet tits, even the guy whose wife was still waiting for him at the back of the stage!

Eventually there were only a few people left and and I walked over to join her.

"Congratulations darling!" I said, giving her a kiss.

"Take me to the room now!" She said huskily.

We made our way quickly through the hotel, Clare's breasts still visible through the T-shirt and her bikini top hanging round her waist. Fortunately most people were outside, so not too many people saw us, although I'm sure Clare appreciated the stares that she did get.

"You loved that, didn't you?" I said as we entered the room. "All those people staring at you, particularly like this, basically topless."

"It was so hot Josh! Standing there with everyone looking at me, with you guys marking me! I was so turned on!"

"You weren't the only one!"

Clare rubbed my cock through my shorts.

"Ah, poor baby."

"Oh not just me, you should have heard the three younger judges during the decider."

"Really?"

"Yeah, they were debating whose tits they wanted to either rub their face in, or even slide their cock between."

"Really? Those young men were imagining doing those kinds of things to me?"

An idea began to form in my head.

"Yes. They all wanted you. In fact, I'm sure I also saw a bulge in Mason's shorts as he poured the water over these." I pressed my hands against her boobs and began to massage them. "In fact, I think you should give one of them a chance."

Clare has been moaning as I rubbed her chest, but she stopped when I said that and I was worried I'd gone too far. Looking in her eyes though, I could still see the list burning.

"What? You want me to allow one of them to do those things to my breasts?" She put her hand over mine, squashing her tits together. "What will you do?"

"Well the wardrobe is pretty big, I reckon I can hide in there and watch."

"So you don't just want me to allow some stranger groping me, you want to watch as well? That's kinky!"

"Maybe. But you've teased everyone enough, and we've had great sex when fantasising about others recently, why not give it a try?"

"Mmm... what if he wants to do more than feel me up?"

"You'll be in charge. You can do what you want babe. Call it a hall pass. We'll never see any of these people again after tomorrow."

"Hall pass... ok. But what about you?"

"I'd probably get shot down in flames if I try anything with those girls."

"But you want to try, don't you? Which one? I bet it's that Mia, isn't it?"

"She'd be my first choice, yeah."

"I reckon you might be luckier than you think."

"So are we doing this?"

Clare looked at me.

"I love you." She kissed me. "Give me twenty minutes?"

"Ok, I'll make myself comfortable in the wardrobe then."

Clare kissed me again and then headed out. I walked to the wardrobe and opened it. There was plenty of space, so I arranged some of the spare pillows to make a seat and pulled the door closed on myself. I actually had quite a good view of the bed through the slats in the door, although as I waited I started to wonder if maybe I hadn't pushed things too far. I enjoyed creating the fantasy of my wife being with someone else, but did I really want it to happen? I was about to go and find Clare to say maybe we'd taken things too fast when I heard the door to the room open. I froze as I heard a male voice.

"And you're sure about your husband?"

"Absolutely." Answered Clare. "He wanted to celebrate my victory in the bar, whereas I wanted something different. We had a row and I told him that if he wouldn't give me what I wanted, then I'd find someone who would!"

"Well the man's an idiot! You're positive he won't march in here and beat the crap out of me though?"

"Positive. He's going to stubbornly stay in the bar thinking I'm going to come running back to him. He won't know what he's missing."

They'd moved to the side of the bed now and I could see that it was Mason that Clare had snared. I have to say, I approved of her choice as he was a good looking guy.

"Well long may his stubbornness last! And I'm very grateful to be the one asked to take advantage of that. Now why don't you take that T-shirt off already?"

Clare dropped her hands to the hem and slowly pulled the T-shirt upwards. Once it was over her head she dropped it to the floor and stood topless before a guy young enough to be her son, who she'd met only a few hours previously. Mason whistled softly as her big breasts came into view.

"Man! They look even better than I imagined." He said. "I've wanted to get a closer look at these puppies ever since I first saw you. I never thought I'd get the chance though."

He stood for a moment taking in the sight before reaching out slowly.

"Can I?"

"I told you, they're yours for the moment, you can do whatever you want with them."

With that, Clare took his hand and placed it on her left tit.

"Oh wow! Amazing!"

Mason very quickly added his second hand and began to stroke my wife's boobs. He started softly, but soon became more confident, squeezing them harder, urged on by Clare's moans.

"Yes Mason, that feels so good!" She groaned as he twisted her nipples slightly.

After a few moments of mauling her tits, Mason stepped a bit closer and leant down to take one into his mouth. He stuffed as much flesh as he could into it, sucking on it and making it wet before going the same with the other one. When both were well coated with his saliva he stepped back.

"Lie on the bed." He told Clare.

"Why? What you were doing felt so nice, don't stop!"

"Your tits are mine right?"

"Yes."

"Well I have to stick my cock between them! Now lie down."

"Mmm, really?"

I'd seen Clare smile slightly when she'd spotted the bulge in Mason's shorts a moment earlier, so knew she was pretending to be unsure about things moving on like this. My own dick was pressing uncomfortably against my shorts, but I couldn't move for fear of disturbing them. I watched as Clare lay back on the bed, while Mason dropped his shorts to reveal a decent sized prick. It was a bit smaller than mine, but not bad.

"Push them together." He said as he climbed onto the bed and straddled Clare.

As my wife pushed her tits together, he slotted his rod into the cleft between them.

"Oh fuck that feels great!" He groaned.

He started to move his hips, sliding himself in and out of Clare's cleavage. I could see her watching as the head popped out every so often. Mason reached forward with his left hand and began to tweak Clare's nipples, while with his right he reached behind him and found her crotch.

"No, not there Mason, keep to my tits." She protested, but it was clearly half-hearted.

"Your bottoms are so wet Clare." Replied Mason as he rubbed at the material covering her slit. "You want this, don't you?"

"I said just the boobs, please."

"Come on, you're a horny little slut aren't you Clare. You knew exactly what you wanted when you approached me, and it wasn't just someone to feel your tits, was it?"

"Mmmm, noooo." Sighed Clare as Mason's finger worked under the material.

"Go on, admit it."

"Yes." She moaned softly. "Yes I'm a horny tease."

"You're more than a tease, bringing me up here without your husband's knowledge. You're a slut, say it."

"Oh God yes Mason, I'm a slut."

"Yeah you are. Fuck, your tits feel so good around my dick, I'm going to cum."

"Yes Mason! Give it to me! Cum all over my breasts."

"Uh, yeah! Uh! Here it comes slut!"

The first blast of his spunk erupted as the tip of his dick was out of the tunnel in her breasts and it shot up her neck and chin. He pulled back for the rest, ensuring it pooled between her boobs. Once finished, he pulled back completely and squashed Clare's tits together more, moving them against each other to ensure they were well coated.

My own orgasm arrived as the first spurts of Mason's juice hit Clare and I felt the wetness spread across my lap.

I'm not certain what Clare expected next, but I'm not totally sure it involved Mason sliding down her body until his face was in her crotch. He placed his mouth over her bikini bottoms and sucked causing my wife to moan.

"Tastes great!"

"Oh God, Mason, we can't!"

But Mason had already moved the material to one side and was now working his tongue between Clare's folds.

"Oh yessssss!" She sighed as he began to eat her pussy.

He lapped away for several minutes and when Clare placed her hand on the back of his head I knew she was close.

"Oh God Mason, you're going to make me cum!"

He kept licking her slit and was soon rewarded.

"Yes! Yes! Yesss! YESSSSSS!!!" Cried Clare.

Mason stood and I could see he had a raging hard-on again. Clare's eyes were still closed from her orgasm, but they snapped open when he started to rub his dick along her slit.

"What are you going to do with that?" She panted.

"What do you think? I'm going to give you the fucking a slut like you needs!"

"Oh God!"

"Beg me for it."

"Please!"

"Properly!"

"Please, give me your cock!"

"No, tell me you want me to fuck you like the slut you are!"

We rarely used the F-word, so it was incredibly hot when Clare replied.

"Fuck me Mason! Fuck me like the married slut I am!"

He didn't answer, just pulled her down towards him, put her legs on his shoulders and plunged his rod hard and deep inside her.

"Yessss!" Cried Clare. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

He leant forward slightly, putting his hands into the bed and squashing my wife's legs back towards her chest. I watched as his arse drove up and down, pistoning his dick into her.

"Oh God! Oh God! Your cock feels so good! Fuck my married pussy! Make me cum!"

He continued pounding her slit and her moans grew.

"I'm going to cum! Make me cum! Make this married slut cummmmmmmohhGodyessssss!!!!"

Mason fucked her through her orgasm and then pulled out.

"No!" Moaned Clare. "Don't stop! Give it to me!"

"You'll get it back. Now turn over and get on all fours. I want to see those big tits swinging as I drill you from behind."

Clare eagerly followed his instructions, waggling her arse at him as she got on all fours. There was a full length mirror next to where I was hidden and I watched as Mason looked into that before slamming his dick back into my wife. Her boobs bounced nicely, as I knew they would, and he did it again.

"Amazing! That's a great swing. You were a worthy winner!"

He slammed into her again.

"Maybe." Panted Clare. "Bit more importantly I'm a slut that needs a good fucking!"

"That you do!"

He gripped her hips and began to fuck her hard. His thighs were smacking into her arse, her tits continued to bounce and Mason kept looking at everything in the mirror. I hoped he wasn't able to see me, but his focus was on the movement of Clare's tits.

After a few minutes he moved his hands and gripped her globes.

"Yes! Squeeze them! Grope my prize winning tits!"

He squeezed and squashed her breasts, tweaking the nipples hard.

"Oh God, I'm going to cum again!"

"Uh, yeah, me too!" Grunted Mason.

"Cum with me! I'm nearly there!"

Mason's thrusts became more erratic until gripped Clare's tits even harder and gave one final thrust.

"Yes! Ah fuck! Uh! Uh! Yeah!!" He groaned, his arse tensing as he shot his load inside my wife.

The feel of his hot spunk filling her up tipped Clare over the edge and she came too.

"Yes! Oh God yes! Give me your cum! I'm cumming too! Yesssssssssss!"

Mason kept pumping until he was spent and then collapsed onto the bed next to Clare.

"Wow!" I heard him say. "You're the hottest married slut I've ever fucked!"

"So this is a regular thing for you?" Asked Clare as she lay down next to him.

"Ok, truth is you're the first married slut I've had, but if it ever happens again I can't see it beating this!"

"It was great for me to. Thanks for giving me what I needed. But you'd better go now, just in case my husband does now come looking for me."

"Shame, but I guess you're right." He stood and started to dress. "But if he ever chooses drinking over fucking again, you know where to come!"

"I do indeed!"

Dressed, Mason left my field of view. I waited until I heard the door click shut before practically leaping out of the wardrobe. My wet shorts were on the floor in seconds and Clare didn't have time to react before I was on top of her and pushing myself into her cum-filled hole. I only managed a couple of thrusts before I added my load to that of Mason.

I rolled off and lay next to her.

"I take it you enjoyed seeing me with another man then?"

"Yes, I enjoyed seeing my slut of a wife getting the fucking she deserved. How do you feel."

"I was scared at first. It was a big step from just showing off and teasing. I wanted to make him think I was a bit more reluctant than I actually was, but wasn't sure how he'd react. But the moment he touched me I loved it and knowing you were watching meant I couldn't wait for him to fuck me.

So when do I get to see you with some hot young woman?"

"Well I'm bound to crash and burn, but I'll clean up and go and see if I can find someone willing to join me."

"You're a good looking man Josh. Give them a good story and I'm sure you'll be fighting them off! Now go get ready."

I climbed from the bed and headed to the bathroom. I turned back quickly to look at Clare and saw she was sitting up. There were still patches of Josh's dried spunk on her breasts, and I could see her swollen pussy with both of our loads beginning to leak out. She blew me a kiss.

"Go, and save that for your young lady!"

She pointed at my stiffening rod.

I entered the bathroom and ten minutes later had had a quick shower and changed my shorts. Clare had made the bed in an effort to hide the signs of her session with Josh and was in the process of making sure she was comfortable in the wardrobe. She was still topless, but had rearranged her bikini bottoms.

"You ok?" I asked.

"You mean in here, or about you going out looking for another woman? Either way yes, off you go."

I leant down, gave her a kiss and left the room. I headed straight back to the pool bar, keeping an eye out for Mason as I did. I was worried if he saw me around talking to Mia, or anyone else, he might realise what had gone on. Given he'd got to fuck my wife I thought he probably wouldn't mind, but couldn't be sure. Fortunately I didn't see him as I spotted Mia with two other girls at the bar. She was still wearing the T-shirt from the competition which, although dry, was still shaped nicely over her breasts.

"Hi ladies," I said walking up to them, "sorry to interrupt, but I was hoping I could have a quick word with you. Mia, isn't it?"

"Yes it is." She replied in a sexy voice. "How can I help?"

"Can we?" I gestured for her to step away from her friends and she joined me to the side. "I'm not sure if you remember, but I was one of the judges earlier, and it was my wife who actually won the competition."

"Oh yeah. Where is she?"

"Well that's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about. I wanted to come and speak to you, to apologise or commiserate or something. I would have offered to buy you a drink, but obviously round here that's not necessary, but I still wanted to come and say something. The thing is, she got a bit upset and we had an argument. She's now gone off to the beach on her own, so I thought I'd come over anyway."

"That's sweet of you, but it's not exactly something to have a row about."

"There is another thing, I told her that you were the only woman that I gave full marks to both times."

"Ohhh, now I get it."

I nodded.

"Now, unless I'm wrong, I thought I saw disappointment on your face when you lost. Feel free to shoot me down here, but I was wondering if you wanted to get back at her?"

"The competition was a bit of fun, but I can't deny I was pretty upset that an outsider won. And I love a bit of revenge. What did you have in mind?"

"Well I was sort of hoping for a repeat performance... in private."

"What, like I show you mine, you show me yours? How will that get her back if she doesn't know it happened?"

"We will, and every time you see her you'll know that she doesn't. Silent retribution I guess."

"Devious!" Mia smiled. "I like it. And it looks like you've quite a package to show me."

She eyed my crotch.

"Or I've stuffed a pair of socks down there. Only one way to find out."

She laughed.

"What are we waiting for?"

She put her drink down on the table next to us and started walking towards the main building. I took a few seconds to react, hardly believing that I'd managed to talk this attractive young woman into coming back to the room. I quickly caught up with her and we made our way inside.

"Your wife's not going to come back any time soon, is she?" Asked Mia as I opened the door to the room.

"No, if I know her she'll be at the beach until the sun goes down. She'll be waiting for me to come and apologise, she won't make the first move."

"Good, she'll have a bit of a wait then, won't she."

"I hope so."

We walked further inside to where I knew Clare would be able to see us.

"May I?" I said, gesturing to her T-shirt.

"Of course, it's why we're here, isn't it?"

I took hold of the bottom of the T-shirt and pulled it up over her head to reveal her small bikini top.

"Oh wow!" I said as I saw her tits up close.

Mia thrust her chest towards me

"Come on, reveal them properly then."

I eagerly undid her bikini top and peeled the last bit of material off her flesh.

"I was wrong." I said. "They're a perfect two, not ten. Your tits are incredible!"

I reached out with both hands and took hold of her boobs softly.

"Nice and firm." I added.

"Mmm, that feels good." She answered. "You can squeeze them harder if you want."

I increased the pressure a bit, rubbing my hands over her breasts and feeling her nipples harden. They were fatter and longer than Clare's and I couldn't help but lean down and take one into my mouth.

"Oh yesss!" Sighed Mia. "Take what your wife wouldn't give you!"

I sucked in each in turn, grazing them lightly with my teeth. After a couple of minutes Mia spoke again.

"Mmm, so I've shown you mine. Surely it's time you showed me yours." She said huskily.

It was hard to tear myself away from her firm tits, but I stepped back slightly and said before her. The tent in my shorts was clear.

"That's no pair of socks!" Said Mia as she dropped to her knees before me.

She took hold of the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down. My erection sprang out, nearly hitting her in the face.

"Oh yes! What a lovely big dick!"

She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it a couple of times, looking at it hungrily. She soon followed that up with what I'd been hoping for, placing her lips on the tip before opening them up and sliding downwards.

"Ohhhh my Godddd!!!" I groaned as she bobbed her head up and down about half of my shaft.

She did this a few times before she tried to go further. She reached about seven inches first time, and a fraction further the next before withdrawing.

"It's so big!"

"Let me stick it between your tits!" I urged.

Her blow job had been great, and with the anticipation I felt I wasn't too far off cumming. I knew I wanted at least my first load to cover her magnificent breasts, same as Mason had done with Clare.

"Gladly. Take a seat."

I sat on the edge of the bed and Mia knelt between my legs, she placed her boobs either side of my shaft and squashed them together.

"Oh God that feels fantastic!" I groaned as she began to rub them along my dick.

"You like that, don't you. You like fucking my tits. What would your wife say if she knew?"

"She does." I thought to myself, although my answer to Mia was different. "Who cares, she walked off, and so I get to enjoy myself with the best pair of boobs in the hotel!"

"Too right. And I get to have fun with the biggest dick I've seen!"

She released the pressure on her boobs to free my cock before leaning forward to take me back into her mouth. She bobbed up and down for a minute or so, making my shaft nice and wet again.

"Cum over my tits." She said in her sexy voice as she squashed the soft flesh around me again. "Give me your load, I want to feel it all over me."

She rubbed her chest against my throbbing shaft and I soon felt my spunk boiling up.

"Oh Christ! Here it comes!"

"Yes Josh, give it to me! Shoot your cum on my tits!"

"Oh God yessss!!! Oh, uh, uh, urgh!!!" I grunted as my hot juice erupted.

It shot up her chest over her neck and chin, before I pulled downwards slightly to coat her magnificent breasts.

"What a mess!" Said Mia, a glint in her eye as she rubbed my spunk into her flesh.

"You offered such a great target, I couldn't hold back. Your turn now."

"Ooh, naughty boy. I thought you just wanted to anoint my chest as you couldn't do it for your wife."

"That was just too hot," I replied, "one good turn deserves another."

"Well I am pretty turned on now, and I guess anything that happens now is just more that I can keep in mind when I see you and her together."

She stood up, but I didn't give her chance to do anything more than that. I placed my hands on her arse cheeks and pulled her to me, burying my face between her legs.

"Oh wow, you're really keen aren't you!" She laughed.

She hooked her fingers into her bikini bottoms and began to pull them down. I moved away slightly to allow her to drop them to the floor, but as soon as it became visible I pushed my face back into her shaved crotch.

"Yesssss!!" Sighed Mia.

I worked my tongue into her slit and used it like a mini dick, jabbing it in and out of her. Every couple of jabs I'd remove my tongue completely and press it against her clit. Each time I did Mia would moan, so after a couple of moments probing inside her I switched all of my attention to her clit.

"Oh my God yes Josh! That's it, right there!!"

I continued nibbling away at her and a few minutes later her moans grew louder.

"Yes! Yes! I'm going to cum! Make me cum Josh! Eat my pussy!! Oh fuck yes! Yes! Yeeeesssssss!!!!"

Her legs buckled slightly as she came, causing her to put her hands on my shoulders while I supported her, holding her arse cheeks.

"Oh wow!" She panted as she steadied herself. "That was great."

She stood straighter and looked down at me.

"You eat pussy really well!"

"Thanks."

"And it looks like you're ready to stick something other than your tongue inside me." She stared at my cock which was now standing proud again between my legs.

"Your call."

"We've come this far, we might as well fuck too."

"Sounds good to me. It's not every day I get to do anything like this with an incredibly hot young woman, let's take the final step."

I lay back on the floor. Mia straddled me and lowered herself down into my rod.

"Fuck! It's so big! It's filling me up so much! Oh God yes! Fuck me with your big dick Josh!"

She began to bounce up and down on me, her big tits bobbing nicely in front of my face. I was able to clamp my lips and one of her nipples, sucking on it as she rode me.

"Mmm yes! Suck on my tits! Suck on them while I fuck your big cock! Yes! Oh God yes!"

She alternated been bouncing on my length and grinding herself on my crotch and after only a couple of moments her breathing got heavier.

"Oh fuck I'm going to cum again already! I love your big dick! Oh God yes! Oh fuck! Oh yes! Oh Gooodd! Oh fuuuuucccckkk!!!!"

Her pussy walls gripped my shaft as her orgasm hit and she dug her nails into my shoulders.

"Oh God yes!" She cried, her head thrown back.

After a couple of moments her ecstasy began to ebb.

"I want to fuck you from behind." I groaned.

"Mmm yes, I love it doggy style!"

She climbed off me and bent over the bed.

"Come on then big boy, stick that monster back inside me!"

I lined up with her and slid myself slowly between her lips and into her wet tunnel. Savouring the feel of her velvet hole I continued to screw her slowly, using my full length.

"Oh that feels so gooooddd!" Mia groaned.

I continued my slow screw for a couple of minutes before starting to pick up speed. I reached round to take hold of Mia's breasts, squeezing them as I drilled her.

"Oh my God Josh! Your big cock is going to make me cum again! Fuck me Josh! Fuck me hard!"

I slammed into her and was rewarded by the feel of her pussy walls contracting again.

"Oh fuuuuccckkk YEEEESSSSS!!!"

I slowed my thrusts as her third orgasm washed over her, enjoying the feel of it around my shaft. After a moment she looked over her shoulder at me.

"Fuck my ass Josh! Stick that big dick in my tightest hole!"

I nearly lost it there and then. Clare and I had never had anal sex, either together or before we met, and now her this gorgeous young woman was, asking me to screw her arse. The shock must have registered on my face.

"Ah, something your wife doesn't do!" Said Mia, a big smile on her face. "Well that'll be something else for me to store away. I love anal, I've never had anyone as big as you up there, but I'm sure that will make it even better."

She reached behind her and held her cheeks open. I looked down at her tight ring, wondering how she'd be able to take my cock up there.

"It'll go, just push slow and steady." Said Mia, reading my mind.

It was an offer I could hardly pass up, so I pulled out of her pussy and shifted my angle. I lined my cock head up with her arsehole and, as she had said, pushed slowly forward. There was a touch of resistance and then her sphincter opened and the tip of my dick entered her bum. I groaned at the tightness as I worked my dick deeper into her backside.

"You like that, don't you?" Said Mia. "Your dick up my ass. Well I love it! Having that big thing in my tight hole. Fuck me Josh, fuck my ass!"

I slid slowly in and out of her a few times, enjoying the feel as I worked my full length into her. Mia was moaning in pleasure, and those noises grew as I gradually picked up speed.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She chanted.

With my legs smacking against hers as I drilled her, I wrapped my arms around her, one hand finding its way to her breasts while the other went between her legs to her clit.

"Oh fuck Josh, you're going to make me cum again! Cum with me! Cum in my ass!"

I was close to cumming and listened to Mia's moans to hopefully orgasm with her.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!"

I held on for a few moments more, squeezing her nipples and rubbing her clit until I couldn't keep it back any longer. I gave one last thrust, burying my cock fully in her anal canal and unleashed my spunk.

"Give it to me Josh, shoot your load in my ass! Oh God I'm cumming toooo YESSSSSS!!! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh FUUUCCKKK!!!"

I kept my grip on Mia's body as my dick twitched, spurt after spurt of cum coating her insides. Once the last shot had fired I pulled myself from her. I looked down at her closing arsehole, still amazed that I'd not only had my cock up there, but that this beautiful young woman had asked me to put it there.

Mia sank to the bed and turned to face me.

"That was incredible." She panted. "You're a great fuck."

"You're pretty amazing yourself!" I replied.

"That was the biggest orgasm I've had while getting ass fucked. And coming off the back of the others... wow!"

"Well thank you too. I can't believe any of this has just happened. I honestly thought you'd laugh me out of the hotel when I approached you! I certainly never expected this!"

"I'm not that kind of girl, although I'm also not normally the kind of girl that would do something like this. But for some reason the chance to get back at your wife for beating me was something I wanted to do."

"Christ! Speaking of my wife, you'd best go in case she comes looking for me! I should clean up a bit before that happens."

"Hide the evidence you mean?"

"Something like that."

"It's a shame, because I've had a great time. Are you sure we can't keep fucking until she catches us?"

"It's tempting, because you were great. But I don't want to wreck my marriage. This was about giving you the chance to gloat and her not know why."

Mia shrugged.

"I can live with that, but if you want another go, come and find me."

She gave me a kiss, stood, dressed and left the room. As soon as the door closed Clare appeared from the wardrobe. My wife was naked, her body was flushed and her eyes were glowing.

"That was so hot!" She practically growled. "I came so many times masturbating as I watched you both, I don't know how I managed to keep quiet as I did! I hope you've got a bit of energy left for me?"

"Always love! I might need a bit of help though."

The blood had started to flow back into my dick as soon as I saw Clare step out of the wardrobe, but I knew it would need a bit of assistance to get fully erect. She came over to me and eagerly took me between her lips. It was only as she did so that I remembered that the last place it had been was actually up Mia's backside. Clare sucked me until I was fully hard and then straddled me.

"She tasted great on you," she said as she lowered herself into my shaft, "but it's my turn now."

Clare started to ride me slowly, both of us savouring the feel of each other. After a few minutes she put her mouth to my ear.

"I want to try what you did with her." She whispered.

"You mean?"

"Yes, I want to try anal."

"God Clare, you're amazing!" I groaned.

She climbed off me and got into all fours. I positioned myself behind her and placed the head of my dick against her sphincter. I pushed a couple of times without success, on the fourth or fourth attempt the very tip squeezed inside.

"Oooo wow!!! That feels weird!" Moaned Clare.

I waited a moment and pushed forward again. About half of my cock head was past her tight ring now.

"Owwwww!!!! Ooooo that hurts!!!"

"Shall I go on?"

"Yes, try a bit more..."

I pushed again until the head was almost fully inside her.

"Ow, ow, ow!! No, I can't do it! It hurts too much! Take it out!"

I pulled out of Clare.

"Oh God Josh, I'm so sorry! I really wanted to do it, I thought it would be the perfect way to end today, but I just can't!"

"That's ok babe." I replied. "Whatever we do is great, and besides, there's still this..."

I pushed myself into her pussy.

"Mmmm yes. There is. I love having your cock inside me. Fuck me Josh, fuck me hard!"

I pulled out completely and slammed back into her hard.

"Is this what you want?" I asked, pulling out again.

"Yes Josh!" Cried Clare. "Give it to me!"

"You're a slut, why should I give you what you want?"

"Because I'm your slut! Yours always and you should treat me as such! Please! Fuck me Josh! Fuck your slut wife!!"

I started to rub my dick along her slit slowly.

"Well if your my slut, then I should decide what happens."

"In future yeah, but for now please just fuck me! I'm so horny after watching you with Mia!"

She tried to shift position so I entered her, but I kept away from her.

"Hmm..." I replied, rubbing myself along her slit a few more times. "Ok then."

I rammed myself back into her and began to drill her hard. She came twice as we fucked before I did, my cum flooding into her pussy.

We collapsed into the bed and she rolled to face me.

"I love you." She sighed snuggling close.

"I love you too." I replied, kissing the top of her head.

We drifted off to sleep, both of us exhausted by the afternoon's exertions. I stirred a while later and saw that it was nearly seven in the evening. It was our last evening at the hotel as we were due to catch an overnight flight back home the following day, so we'd booked a meal at one of the a là carte restaurants as a special final treat. We had about forty five minutes until we were due there, so I gently shook Clare awake.

"Time to get ready for dinner." I told her.

"Ok, me first for the shower. And I've got a little surprise for you for this evening."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that!"

After Clare showered she hurried me into the bathroom.

"Don't come out until I tell you." She told me.

About fifteen minutes later I heard her calling my name. I took one step out of the bathroom and stopped in my tracks. I was completely stunned as I looked at my wife standing before me.

She'd tied her hair back in a simple ponytail and has put on some subtle makeup that highlighted her features, but it was the dress that stunned me. I could feel my cock grow under my towel as I looked as she gave me a twirl.

Clare was wearing a dress that I'd never seen before. It was black, closing around her neck, but with a large cut out in the back that went down to just above her bum and round the sides almost enough to reveal a hint of the sides of her breasts. It was so open that she clearly wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples were showing faintly against the material. The bottom came down to mid-thigh, but with short slits on each side meaning when she span I caught a glimpse of the tops of her black stockings. I thought the outfit was topped off by her black pumps with a four inch heel, but my wife had another surprise for me.

"I take it you approve?" She asked.

I was still dumbstruck and could only nod.

"Then I guess you'll be even happier to see this."

Clare pulled the bottom of her dress up slowly to reveal first the top of her stockings, then, to my great pleasure, suspenders that lead up to a suspender belt that framed her newly shaved pussy.

"Oh jeezzz!!" I groaned, finally finding my voice. "Do we have to go to dinner?"

"Yes!" She replied, smoothing her dress back down. "I want to make the most of our last night her, and that means our fancy dinner. This is for after."

"I don't know if I can wait that long!"

"Well you're going to have to. Now hurry up and get ready, we don't have long."

I sighed as I dropped my towel and walked to the wardrobe.

"Where did you hide that?" I asked as I took out a shirt. "I didn't see it while I was in here earlier!"

"It was there, just well hidden." She smiled.

"Obviously." I said, shaking my head at my own stupidity. "Did you buy it especially for this holiday?"

"No, I actually bought it two years ago for that big awards dinner we went to with your work. But when I put it on again at home I chickened out of wearing it as I thought it was too revealing. I don't know why I didn't take it back to be honest.

When I was packing for this trip I saw it and thought ‘why not put it in'. But even then I didn't really think I'd wear it! However after everything that's gone one, I figured this evening is the perfect opportunity to put it on."

"It's stunning!" I said. "You look absolutely gorgeous."

"Why thank you sir, flattery will get you everywhere... after dinner!" Replied Clare, putting her hand out as I moved towards her.

I sighed but continued to get dressed, putting on a light blue, short-sleeved shirt and pair of light trousers.

Clare had drawn looks before, but it felt to me as though every single person we passed this time turned to look at her. I felt an immense pride that she was with me, and she seemed to walk a bit taller as we made our way to the restaurant.

Dinner was superb and the perfect way to finish off the holiday together. Once finished we decided to go for a last nighttime walk through the grounds. We went to the beach and walked along it arm in arm before turning back into the hotel complex. As we neared the pool area we heard music and what sounded like a party. We walked out to find a large group of the youngsters either chatting by the bar or dancing both on and in front of the stage area.

"Let's go join them." Said Clare dragging me towards the bar.

"Do we have to? I was kind of hoping we'd get to ‘afters'."

"There's plenty of time for that big boy. Let's have a drink and dance."

"Ok, a drink is good. But you know I don't like dancing."

"Fine, well I'm sure I'll soon have plenty of partners if I go up alone."

I knew she would and quite liked the idea of watching her dancing with several young men. We found a couple of chairs at a table just off the makeshift dance floor and I went to the bar. It took me a while to get served and by the time I headed back to our table I saw that she wasn't alone. Mason has just joined her and as I neared I head him speak to my wife.

"Hey good looking, I see you and your husband made up then."

Clare saw me coming and smiled before she answered.

"I suppose I should come clean Mason. Josh and I hadn't fallen out. That's what just a story I made up to come on to you. Truth is that he wanted to watch me fuck another man. He was in the wardrobe all the time."

"No fucking way!" Exclaimed Mason.

"Yes way." I answered as I put our drinks on the table.

Mason looked from Clare to me and back again.

"That is so fucking hot! So what, are you two like swingers or something?"

"No, far from it." Said Clare. "I've never done... we've never done anything like that before. Maybe it's the holiday vibe, maybe it's the sun, maybe it's the cocktails, but over the course of our time here I've found that I really enjoy showing my body off. It started just with me appreciating all of the admiring looks I got, but when we overheard one of your group saying he'd masturbated into the bushes while he overheard me and Josh on our balcony, we started to fantasise about doing more. After the contest this afternoon we were both so horny we decided to see if we could make those fantasies reality. And that's where you came in, and it out did all of our expectations! You were fantastic, and being with you knowing Josh was watching was unbelievably hot!"

"Wow! That's crazy!" Mason shook his head. "I mean it's kinda weird that that's what was going on, especially knowing more that your husband was actually hiding in the closet, but hey, I got to fuck the hottest woman here! So who am I to argue!"

"That's lovely of you to say Mason, but I'm hardly the hottest woman here. There are several really attractive women out there apart from anything!" Clare gesture to the group dancing.

"Some of them are good looking sure," he answered, "but none of them have the same mix of sexiness, confidence and just overall hotness that you do Clare."

I saw my wife actually blush at this.

"Well thank you for the compliment!" She looked at me and then to Mason. "I feel like dancing. Josh here prefers to sit and drink, will you dance with me Mason?"

Mason looked at me.

"This time it's the truth. I have two left feet. The last time I danced was on our wedding day when I think I stood on Clare's feet maybe four times during our first dance!"

Clare touched my hand.

"It was only three." She looked again at Mason. "But he really is a terrible dancer!"

"Well I can't say I'm the greatest either, but I'd love to, and I'll try to not step on you!"

He laughed as he stood and held out his hand. Clare leant over and gave me a peck on the cheek before taking his hand and standing up. I watched them head onto the dance floor and begin to dance. Although it was quite dark I had a pretty good view of the pair of them. They started off slightly apart, but soon were dancing together closely. I found myself getting slightly turned on watching my wife up close with the young man she had fucked only a few hours earlier. Clare placed her arms lightly on Mason's shoulders. After a couple of moments she appeared to say something to him, which caused him to then place his arms around her, his hands touching her bare back.

My attention was on them so I didn't someone taking a seat next to me until they spoke.

"Hello big boy." Came a sexy voice I recognised.

"Hi Mia." I answered, tearing my eyes away from the dance floor.

She was wearing a tight crop top that stretched nicely over her tits.

"You don't mind your wife practically screwing someone on the dance floor?"

"It's hardly dirty dancing... at the moment." I answered. "But she wanted to dance and I can't. So Josh offered."

"I knew it. I had a feeling that something was up when we went to your room. You're swingers, aren't you?"

"Not exactly." I replied, before explaining things to Mia as we had done previously to Mason.

"Wow, talk about pushing the boundaries. You two really have gone out of your comfort zone this vacation, haven't you?"

"Totally!"

"Explains why you're happy to now watch your wife getting felt up as she dances."

I looked back to the dance floor partly in hope, but saw Mia was exaggerating at bit. Mason had slipped his hands slightly further down Clare's back. One was cupping her arse cheek outside the dress, while the fingers of the others were just inside her dress at the top of her backside.

"Shall we join them?" Asked Mia.

"I don't dance, but be my guest."

"Cool."

Mia stood and I was able to see her crop top was teamed with a pair of denim hot pants that barely covered her sexy arse. I had a great view as she headed over to Clare and Mason. She started to dance directly behind my wife, who turned to see who it was who had joined them. I could just make out her smile as she saw Mia and then turned to look at me. She blew me a kiss before turning back to face Mason. Mia moved even closer and appeared to say something to the others. I had no idea what, but after a short exchange Clare turned round to face the younger woman. Their breasts were touching as they danced, but my eyes were drawn to Mia's hands that had moved to my wife's neck. She appeared to undo the fastening on Clare's dress and I wondered briefly why until I saw Mason slide his hand into the side of the dress and begin to massage her tit. Mia was still holding the top of the dress, but having undone it allowed Mason the room he needed to access my wife's bare flesh. Their closeness meant he was also rubbing Mia's breasts at the same time.

Clare had her head back as she enjoyed the stimulation. However the three of them managed to turn through 180 degrees and I saw this wasn't the only attention she was getting. Mason has managed to get his other hand inside the split at the bottom of my wife's dress. I knew his fingers would now be probing her bare pussy. I had to adjust my position as my cock was pressing uncomfortably against my trousers while I watched my wife being felt up again in public. It had been incredibly hot the first two times when I'd done it, but this was on another level.

I could see Clare's chest rising and falling as Mason's hands worked on her and Mia pressed close to her body. The younger woman bent her head forward and began to kiss my wife's neck. Clare put her arms around Mia's neck and a few moments later I saw her knees wobble slightly and knew she had just come on the dance floor. Mia stopped her kissing and spoke into Clare's ear. I saw my wife nod and the three of them separated to walk arm in arm back to me.

I could see the look of bliss on Clare's face as they neared. She'd reclosed the fastening at her neck, but her dress was still slightly disarrayed and a bit more of her boob was visible than should have been. I don't know if she wasn't aware or just didn't care, but she made no effort to straighten it out.

The three stood before me and Mia spoke.

"You're wife and I really want to get fucked now. Shall we go to your room?"

I thought I could see a wet spot on Clare's dress, while Mason was sporting a clear bulge in his shorts and Mia's nipples were erect and poking at her top. Obviously I didn't need asking twice to join them, but the vision before me made me wish we could almost teleport to be in the room immediately. Instead I stood and the four of us headed indoors.

The ladies were slightly in front their together in quiet conversation. Mason and I followed in silence, I don't know about him but I couldn't bring myself to speak, worried I'd somehow break the spell and realise this wasn't actually about to happen.

We reached the room and once in the two women turned to face me and Mason. Clare was in front of him while I was looking into Mia's eyes.

"Those look uncomfortable." Said my wife pointing to Mason and my bulges. "I think we should sort them out, don't you Mia?"

"Totally."

The pair dropped to their knees before us and within seconds had freed our dicks and wrapped their lips around them. Mason and I both groaned as our shafts descended into Clare and Mia's respective mouths. A combination of the events by the pool and the fact that both women had fantastic oral skills meant it was a matter of maybe two minutes before Mason and I were pumping our seed into the women's mouths.

I saw Clare swallow Mason's cum, but Mia pulled off my shaft and moved closer to my wife. She pressed her lips against Clare's and as they kissed I saw Mia pass my spunk info my wife's mouth. Their tongues battled as Mia again undid Clare's dress, this time pulling it down to reveal her tits.

Mason and I just stood, trousers round our ankles, dicks deflating, as we watched Mia begin to trail kisses down Clare's neck until she reached her chest. She sucked each nipple briefly before helping Clare to her feet. The pair of them stripped and headed to the bed naked. They resumed kissing, Mia massaging Clare's tits while I saw my wife's hand made its way between the younger woman's legs. I knew this was the first time my wife had ever been with another woman, but there was no hesitation as she began to finger Mia.

This continued for a moment before Mia switched her oral attention to Clare's breasts once more. The change of position meant my wife had to remove her fingers from the younger woman, so she lay back to enjoy the feel of her nipples being nibbled. Once Mia had made each orb nice and wet with her saliva, she headed down Clare body until she reached her crotch. As she did so, she rotated her body and so her legs were either side of my wife's head. Mia began to probe Clare's folds with her tongue and judging by her moans I guessed that Clare was reciprocating.

The pair continued for several minutes their respective moans growing louder until they both came. The show has been enough to bring both Mason and me back to full mast and I was eager to get back with either woman. As Mia lifted her face I could see it was shining with Clare's juices.

"Ooo that was great! And now you're both ready, time for the next step." Said Mia, moving off my wife. "Roll over Clare and stick your ass in the air."

My wife did as instructed and Mia placed a couple of pillows under her stomach.

"Josh, pass me that bottle." Mia pointed to a bottle of aftersun on a bedside table.

I picked it up and handed it to her.

"Hold yourself open Clare." Said Mia.

My wife reached behind her and spread her cheeks wide.

"Now your wife tells me that you two tried anal after she'd watched you fuck my ass, but she found it too painful. So on the way up here I said I'd help her out."

She squeezed a liberal amount of aftersun into Clare's exposed hole.

"For your first go you've got to make sure there's plenty of lubrication."

Mia began to rub the liquid around my wife's sphincter, coating the area fully.

"Only then can you try to put something inside. Just relax Clare."

Mia rubbed around Clare's puckered ring a couple more times before she pressed against it with the tip of her index finger. There was very little resistance as her hole opened slightly to accept the digit. Mia worked her finger slowly in as far as her second knuckle and then began to gently finger fuck my wife's bum. After a few moments she squeezed some more aftersun onto her finger.

"Once the hole is nice and slippery, you can start to widen it a bit." Continued Mia as she started to push a second finger into Clare's arse.

My wife moaned softly as Mia's second digit entered her back passage. I looked at her face and saw she had her eyes closed and was grimacing slightly, but she said nothing. Looking back I saw Mia now had both fingers fully inside Clare and was twisting them around as well as working them in and out. Every so often she would also spread them apart slightly, widening my wife's sphincter further.

After another couple of minutes Mia turned to me, her fingers still buried in Clare.

"Right Josh, ready to fuck your lovely wife's ass?"

I couldn't speak, so just walked forward to the two women. Mia used her spare hand to squeeze some aftersun onto my throbbing dick before wrapping her fingers around it and ensuring it was well coated.

"Keep those cheeks spread." She told Clare as she withdrew her fingers.

I stared at her slightly open ring as Mia guided me forward, lining my head up with the small hole.

"Slow and steady." She instructed, as she helped me to start working tip of my shaft into Clare.

My wife moaned again and we paused.

"It's ok, keep going." Groaned my wife.

Mia held my shaft lightly as I pushed forward again until the head of my knob slowly flared Clare's ring open and then popped inside.

"Oh Clare, you're doing great, that's the head of Josh's dick inside you. How's it feel?"

"Odd, but kinda good." Answered my wife softly.

"Good answer." Replied Mia with a slight laugh. "Ok Josh remember what I said, slow and steady. Let's get a couple of inches up there."

She removed her hand from my shaft and slid it further down between Clare's legs, playing with her pussy as I pushed gently forward. Slowly my shaft entered my wife's tight hole until I'd maybe got just over three inches inside her.

"Guys, you're both great students! Now Josh, pull back slowly until just the head is in before pushing back. Try and go a bit deeper every so often. That ok with you Clare?"

"Mmmhmm." Answered my wife with a slightly pained voice. "It's a bit uncomfortable still, but I'm getting used to it. I think I'm ready for more, especially with you fingering my clit like that Mia."

I followed Mia's instructions, withdrawing slowly before pushing back in to a similar depth to where I had been previously. I did this for a few moments before posting slightly deeper on an in stroke. Clare moaned again, but this time it sounded more in enjoyment than pain. I worked the fourth inch in and out a couple of times before pushing in deeper again.

"Oh God I never knew this could feel so good!" Groaned my wife. "I think I'm going to cum!"

"I knew you'd love it!" Answered Mia, her fingers still between Clare's legs. "Go on, cum for us, cum with you husband's big cock up your ass!"

To my surprise Clare actually started pushing back at me slightly as I plundered her tight ring and I was soon just over six inches deep in her anal canal. It was at that moment her orgasm hit.

"Oh fuuuuccckkk I'm cummmmiiiinnnnggg!!!" She cried. "Oh God, oh fuck, oh fucking yeeeesss! Give it to me Josh! Stick your cock right up my arse!"

Mia pulled away.

"You heard her!" Said the younger woman.

I didn't need taking twice and quickly pushed the remaining inches of my rod into my wife.

"Ow FUCK YES!" Screamed Clare as my pubes pressed into her cheeks.

I'm not sure if she'd come again or if that was a crescendo of her previous orgasm, but I continued to plunge my full length into her back passage.

"This feels so good. Fuck me Josh! Fuck my arse!"

"You think this feels good, wait until you try a dp!" Said Mia.

"You mean..." panted Clare.

"Yep, one in your cunt at the same time."

"Oh my God! Is that even possible? Everything feels so tight down there!?!"

"Well there's another cock here ready and waiting. Only one way to find out."

"Oh Christ yes! Let's do it. I want another dick!"

"You heard her guys, Clare wants her first ever dp."

Mason made to get into the bed next to my wife.

"I think you should be the ass man now." I said, pulling completely from Clare's back passage.

"If you're sure?" Replied Mason.

"I don't care who's where!" Moaned Clare. "I just need to be fucked!"

I lay on the bed and my wife straddled me, lowering her pussy onto my slick rod. She bent forward to kiss me and as she did so I felt pressure building and her hole tightening around me.

"Oh God Josh, he's doing it! Mason's sticking his cock up my bum! And you're in my pussy! Oh fuck I'm so full! I'm so full!! I love it! I love having two cocks! Fuck me guys!"

It took a few moments for Mason and me to work out a rhythm, but we were soon both thrusting into our respective holes.

"That looks soooo fucking hot!" Exclaimed Mia. "I can't believe it's your first double penetration!"

"I know! I wish I'd done it before!" Panted Clare, which took me by surprise. "What about you? You're a bit left out."

"Oh I'm sure I could gather some reinforcements, of course if I invite them up here they won't be satisfied with just me...". Replied the younger woman.

"Do it, call them. I'm so horny right now I could take on a few more easily."

I nearly lost it there and then, hearing my wife saying she wanted to have a gangbang here and now. The evening had accelerated rapidly, and I couldn't wait to see where it would end up.

Mia picked up her phone and quickly tapped out a message. She showed it to me as she hit send.

"Me and the MILF are taking on all comers. Suite 501, but be discrete."

"Don't want management getting suspicious do we?" She said with a wink.

A few moments later there was a knock at the door. Mia walked over naked and opened it.

"Fuck Mia! We thought you were having us on!" I heard someone say.

"As if Darnell! Come on, come and get some."

"Well alright!"

My view was blocked by Clare and Mason, so I had no idea how many guys were entering the room at that point. A few seconds later a body lay on the bed next to me. I turned my head to see a well built black guy looking back at me.

"Thanks for sharing the fun dude!" He said with a grin. "With a hot one like Mia and a fox like your wife it's going to be one helluva night!"

The bed shifted again as Mia joined us.

"Ahh, that's better!" She sighed. "Both holes full, just the way I like it."

"Me too!" Panted Clare.

"Well actually, there's one thing I love more, and that's having three."

The bed moved again and I suddenly had feet either side of my head and was looking up at another guy's dick. Clare eagerly took hold of it and guided it into her mouth. From the muffled noises next to me I guessed Mia was also servicing three cocks.

The view of this third shaft sliding into my wife's mouth was the final straw for me. I gave one last thrust upwards and pumped my seed into her vagina.

Mason and the other guy barely missed a beat. The guy Clare was sucking stepped back allowing Mason to take hold of my wife and roll her over. With Mason now underneath her, his cock still embedded in are bunghole, I slid out and watched as the guy she had been blowing quickly positioned himself between my wife's legs. He plunged his full seven inches into her instantly, and from her cries I'm sure she came as he did so.

I only had a moment to enjoy the sight of my wife being double dicked, with Mia next to her servicing three men, before I heard another knock at the door.

I walked over and through the spy hole saw another half a dozen young men waiting. I didn't hesitate in opening and letting them in. Clare was so turned on now I knew she'd need multiple cocks to satisfy her. I briefly wondered what this might mean for when we got home, but as I watched the men strip off and start to fondle the two women's tits I really didn't care. My cock was beginning to revive slightly, but I knew it would be a while before I was able to get back into the action. The newcomers would want their turn first, and then maybe I'd be able to fuck Mia again. I wasn't sure which hole I'd get, not that it mattered, but I knew that I was going to expend however many loads I was able to on the younger woman.

Mason had now cum in Clare's backside, but the men again didn't miss a beat. They simply rolled onto their sides and as Mason pulled out he was swiftly replaced by one of the new cocks. The guys fucking Mia's arse and mouth had also cum, shooting their loads over her face, tits and back. They too had been replaced and as I watched the spunk dribble down Mia's face I knew both women would end up very sticky messes before the night was out.

After maybe twenty minutes I got my next chance and was quickly pushing my rock hard pole into Mia's pussy. The two guys before me had cum inside her, so her hole felt incredibly juicy as I began to fuck her. Clare seemed to be cumming almost constantly now, she had taken a load of sperm on her face, another over her tits and one in her vagina, and was urging the three men drilling her now to do so harder.

After I'd shot my load inside Mia, I moved away and saw that the number of men in the room had increased from twelve to fifteen.

"It's going to be a long night!" I thought, glancing at my watch and seeing it was just after midnight.

We'd come up to the room at about quarter to ten, meaning the two women had been fucking for over two hours straight. With an array of young, fit dicks lined up they were in for another couple of hours at least.

It was nearing four thirty in the morning by the time the crowd had thinned. By my count and twenty five men, not including me, had come and gone. Several had just fucked whichever hole was available and left, some had waited to make sure they'd been able to screw each woman, a handful had stayed almost straight through and had had their turn in all six orifices. For my part I'd been able to cum once in Mia's mouth and twice in her arse in addition to the earlier load I'd deposited in her cunt. It was hard to see even an inch of skin on either woman that didn't have sperm on it.

There were now only four other men in the room. One was Mason, who was pounding his cock into Mia's arse as her pussy was filled by someone else. Clare was also being dp'd. The guy in her bum was the man I now knew as Darnell. He was the black guy who had been the one to lie next to me as things went into overdrive. His dick was a similar size to mine, but my wife had taken so many up her previously tight sphincter he was screwing her hard and fast. He gripped her hips and I saw his buttocks clench. He deposited half of his load inside my wife before pulling out and finishing off over her back. Once spent he walked over to me, hand extended. I took it and he gave me a firm handshake.

"Man, thanks again for sharing your wife with us! Hottest lay I've ever had, and this has been easily the most intense gangbang I've been part of."

"Thanks." I replied, not sure how to respond to someone who'd just been sticking his cock up my wife's arse. "It's been our pleasure, well, hers in particular."

He laughed before getting dressed and leaving the room.

I looked over to the bed and saw Clare's wide open arsehole staring back at me. I was pretty tired, but my dick was still ready to go so I walked over and plugged her gape. I've no idea if she knew it was me who'd just filled her, she just kept urging me and the guy beneath her to fuck her hard. It was a couple of moments later that I felt the cock in her pussy thrust deep and begin to pulse as yet another load of spunk filled my wife.

Just after that I realised that it was now just me and Clare next to Mia and Mason.

"Come on guys," panted my wife, "finish us off!"

"Yeah, perfect end to the night that it's back to the four of us." Added Mia.

"The perfect end would be for us to cum over your tits." Replied Mason. "It was due to them that we ended up in this situation really."

"You're right." Answered Clare. "Do it, cum over our tits."

Mason and I pulled out of our respective orifices. The two women climbed rather shakily off the bed, knelt down and faced each other, pressing their sticky breasts together to make a gorgeous fleshy target. I stood one side of them with Mason opposite me as we aimed our cocks at their mounds. A couple of tugs was all it took for Mason and he fired his seed over the two women. A moment later my load joined his.

"Holy fucking-a!" Exclaimed Mason. "What a night!"

"Thank you." Sighed Clare. "Thank you all for the most incredible, unforgettable experience ever."

"This will go down in history." Answered Mia tiredly. "The spring break to end all spring breaks!"

"Hear that hon," Said Clare looking at me. "We made history."

"I don't know about history, but we sure made a mess! You girls are covered!" I replied. "I guess that's a sign of what a great night it has been."

My wife scooped some of the semen from her chest with a finger and popped it into her mouth.

"Great, and exhausting! I'm absolutely knackered!!!"

"Me too," added Mia, "I guess we should all get some sleep."

"You're welcome to use the shower." I told her. "We'd better start getting ready to leave later tomo... today!"

"Thanks, I suppose I should clean up a bit rather than walking through the place covered in cum! Even at this hour you never know who's around!"

Mia made her way into the bathroom.

"You guys do what you need to." Said Mason. "I'll sort out the bed for you and then I'll head off."

"You don't have to do that." Answered Clare.

"Sure I do, the reason it's in the state it is kinda starts with me. It'll only take a couple of minutes, at least then you'll be able to get a bit of sleep before you leave."

"Well thanks, that's really kind of you."

Mason started to make the bed, stripping off the cum-covered, rumpled sheet and finding another to put over the mattress. Clare and I gathered up our clothes and made sure that everything we needed to pack later was obvious. Within about ten minutes we were done and Mia joined us, looking a lot fresher although still tired. She and Mason dressed and were heading to the door when Clare stopped them.

"Hey guys, give me your numbers. If you're ever in the UK, or if we ever make it over to where you guys live, maybe we can meet up and reminisce."

We exchanged numbers and the two youngsters left. I wrapped my arms around my naked wife.

"I love you." I told her.

"I love you too." She answered, pressing herself close to me. "Thank you for this week. And I don't just mean being able to get away. Thank you for allowing us to explore our sexuality and relationship the way we have. I never, ever imagined we'd experience the kind of things we have. It's been incredible."

"It truly has."

She rubbed her arse cheeks against my crotch.

"Up for a bit more?"

"Good God woman! You've become insatiable!"

"Maybe, we'll find out when we get back I guess. But for now I want our last time here to be just the two of us."

"Well I'll need a bit of help if it's to happen."

"Say no more."

Clare turned round in my arms and dropped to her knees. She took my flaccid cock into her mouth and began to suck me slowly and sensually, swirling her tongue around the head. After a minute or two my rod began to stiffen.

"Ah, there it is." She said, standing up. "Come on then hubby, let's finish this holiday properly."

She walked to the bed and lay down. Opening her legs she held her arms out to me. I joined her and slid my shaft into her wide, juicy pussy. We screwed tenderly for a while until Clare whispered into my ear.

"I'm going to cum, Josh. Make me cum again."

I picked up speed a bit as my wife wrapped her legs around my waist. A few moments later she cried out.

"Oh God yes! Yes Josh!! I'm cumming!!"

I screwed her through her orgasm before I whispered into her ear.

"I want to cum in your arse. I haven't done that yet."

"Do it babe, cum in my bum."

I withdrew and Clare turned over. I slid my shaft easily into her bunghole and began to fuck her arse.

"Yes Josh! I love having a cock up my arse! Fuck it! Fuck it hard!!" Urged my wife.

I began to speed up, encouraged my Clare's words until several minutes later I felt my own orgasm nearing. I gripped her hips and thrust deep and hard into her anal canal until my cum shot out, adding one final load to those accumulated over the course of the night.

"Oh Josh!" Sighed Clare as I pulled out and lay on the bed. "Thank you, that was the perfect way to finish things off! I love you so much!"

"I love you too Clare."

"Even if I've become a complete slut over the course of this holiday?"

"More if anything. The fantasies and teasing of a couple of days ago were great, but today, actually enacting all of it... it's made me realise what a truly amazing, incredible, sexy, hot woman you are. And that I'm lucky to be married to you."

"My sentiments exactly. I'm so lucky to be married to such an understanding man, who allowed me to discover a whole other side of myself."

"Well it wasn't entirely selfless on my part, I did get to enjoy everything as well, including Mia."

Clare laughed.

"I suppose that's true." She got up off the bed and gave me a kiss. "Now I'm going to clean this mess of me! After that, let's get a bit of sleep, thank God we arranged a late check out!"

I watched as my wife walked to the bathroom. She looked sexier than I could remember with dried spunk all over hot body. After she closed the door I set an alarm for mid-morning and settled back on the bed. The exhaustion of the night caught up with me quickly as I didn't realise I'd drifted off to sleep until I felt Clare snuggling up next to me.

After we woke up, we packed, had lunch and then killed time around the hotel for a couple of hours before our transfer to the airport arrived. Clare was wearing what was quite a conservative outfit compared to previous days. She was in a yellow dress that came to just above her knees, the neckline was quite shallow, and it had short sleeves. She still looked incredible, and was still drawing admiring glances, several from guys who I thought I recognised from the previous night. What made me really happy though was that I knew she wasn't wearing any underwear. She'd debated putting some on to travel back, but in the end had decided we were still on holiday until we landed back in the UK, so left her bra and knickers in the case.

Just before we left Mia and Mason found us in the bar enjoying a final cocktail.

"Hey guys," said Mia, "glad we caught you. We just wanted to say goodbye, and thanks for making us part of your vacation sexcapades."

"Yeah," added Mason, "things sure are going to be less interesting after you've gone."

"Haha," laughed Clare, "I'm sure you'll find ways to entertain yourselves!"

"And its us that should probably be thanking you. If you hadn't approached us about the contest Mason, and if you hadn't... well, been so hot Mia, what we experienced yesterday would have remained just fantasies. You've helped us discover things we probably never would have thought to do." I added.

"I guess we all have a lot to be grateful for." Replied Mia. "Safe trip home. And keep in touch, something tells me that last night won't be the last time you get up to some fun."

"Hmm," answered Clare, "they do say what happens in Mexico, stays in Mexico..."

"Riiiiiggghhhttt..." said Mason with a wink.

We kissed and shook hands and the younger couple headed off.

Another few hours later we were on the plane on our way home. It was a quiet flight back, and the rows of seats next to as well as in front and behind us were empty. Clare had taken a window seat to watch our departure as we took off.

We'd just had the meal, the trays had been cleared away and the cabin lights dimmed when I lifted the arm rest between us and leant my head towards her.

"Turn on your side and put this over you." I said, handing her a blanket.

"What? Why? I'm not cold."

"I know, but you know that thing we thought about doing on the way over?"

"What thing... ohhh... you naughty man!!"

Clare grinned as she turned to face the window. I helped her arrange the blanket so that it covered most of her body, before turning to match her position and putting a blanket over myself.

"What happens in Mexico, can also happen in the plane." I whispered into her ear.

I began to kiss her neck, while my hand worked under the blankets and began to squeeze her breasts through her dress.

"Mmm, so it seems." Moaned Clare softly.

Her hand slipped between us and began to massage my hard-on through my trousers. We continued the mutual stroking for a couple of moments before Clare whispered to me again.

"Come on then, what are you waiting for? Stick that thing in me, let's join the mile high club."

I removed my hand from her tits and managed to undo my trousers, pulling them and my boxers down slightly to free my shaft. I lifted Clare's skirt out of the way and she opened her legs slightly to allow me access to her slit. I felt her hand taking hold of my throbbing pole and she guided me inside her.

"Mmmm, yes!" She moaned softly. "This is so naughty, but I love having your cock inside me."

I began to rock my hips slightly, my hand now having snaked around her hips to rub her clit. Clare stuffed a corner of the blanket in her mouth to muffle her moans as she pushed back at me, her most tunnel squeezing my shaft.

We moved gently together for what seemed like about ten minutes before I felt my cum brewing.

"I'm close babe," I whispered in Clare's ear, "I'm ready to cum."

She removed the blanket from her mouth.

"Me too," she whispered back, "cum with me hon."

She put the blanket back as I picked up speed slightly. I also managed to slip my second hand around her to squeeze her tits while keeping up the rhythm on her clit with my other one.

Clare was biting down on the blanket, trying not to cry out, but when I gave one final push inside her and my juice began to fire deep inside her she let out a muffled, but still rather loud moan. Her pussy gripped my rod, milking me as her own orgasm washed over her.

We stayed together for a moment as my cock started to deflate.

"Wow!" Sighed Clare. "What an experience! I think I'd best go clean up a bit though."

"Welcome to the mile high club!" I whispered back. "Thanks for taking me there!"

"Thank you!"

I put my now limp dick back inside my trousers before moving aside to allow Clare to get out and head to the bathroom.

The rest of the flight was uneventful, touching down on time.

"So I guess that's that." Sighed Clare as we stared down the aisle. "Back to normality."

"Yep, although maybe some things don't have to go back to the way they were."

We reached the door where two of the cabin crew were saying goodbye to the passengers. One was a very attractive red headed woman in her late twenties I guessed, her uniform doing nothing to hide the fact that she had a stunning figure. The other was a chiselled guy, probably a similar age.

"Thank you for flying with us, we hope you enjoyed your experience." Said the redhead.

"Please come again." Added the man.

The way they emphasised the words ‘enjoyed' and ‘come' set some bells ringing in my head.

"Did you hear what those two said?" I asked Clare as we headed down the air bridge. "Or more accurately, how they said it?"

"You noticed as well. You don't think they saw us, do you?"

"Well I'd assumed they were having their break while we are at it, but now I'm not so sure."

Both of us pondered on whether we may have been caught in the act as we went through immigration and started to wait for our luggage. As we were stood at the carousel the crew came through. The two who'd spoken to us were together at the back of the group.

"Why don't we ask them?" Said Clare with a smile.

"Really?"

"Well he's cute, and she's really hot. I think they could be up for a bit of fun."

"Who are you and what have you done with my conservative wife?" I laughed.

"You corrupted me and now I'm your kinky wife."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that. Ok you go and see if you can speak to them and I'll get the cases."

Clare gave me a kiss on the lips and trotted off after the cabin crew. I watched her sexy body go, wondering if we were in for a bit of early post holiday fun... but that's another story...