Scott and I are timeshare owners and decided to take time off during the Easter week break to spend a week at the Orange Tree Resort, play golf, party at night and keep me well fucked and full of cum. After checking into the resort and getting unpacked, we changed clothes and went to dinner at Café Monarch in Scottsdale. We went to a quiet restaurant and requested a booth toward the back where we were secluded from prying eyes. Within a few minutes, our guest arrived and sat down next to me, with my husband sitting across from us. I was wearing a black skirt that went down to mid-thigh, but it was what’s underneath that set the situation going. As usual I was wearing thigh high stockings and no underwear. I had recently shaved, giving my legs and my pussy a silky smoothness. We first ordered drinks to help free us from our inhibitions and make our new guest more relaxed.

During this time, we were talking and getting to know each other, and that is when our guest started massaging my knees. We continued talking, but my mind continued to think about what would happen later that evening. Our guest continued to inch his way up my skirt, making me wetter in anticipation. He took his finger and rubbed the outline of my stockings and began stroking my inner thigh. Almost reflexively, my legs spread, allowing him to proceed upwards. Within seconds, he was fingering my pussy; stroking hand massaging the folds of my silky labia. I nearly had an orgasm, so I took a deep breath and another small sip of my wine. Before we knew it, our food arrived. We ate our meal hurriedly so we could get to the main course.

The drive to our room was uneventful, though it seemed to take forever while my mind was thinking about the pleasure I would soon be feeling. We arrived, and we walked to our condo, my hands fumbling with the key-card at the door. The door opened, and as soon as it closed behind us, it all began. Our guest quickly started kissing my neck and raising his hand up my skirt. Scott got out his camera and took a seat on the couch. My eyes were rolled back as waves of pleasure hit me. My husband started snapping photos of my face and the hand of our guest, which had found its way into the folds of my pussy once again. I dropped to my knees and unfastened his zipper; his penis was now bulging through his underwear. I removed his penis from his pants and started licking the shaft. My tongue trailed downward where I licked his balls lightly at first, and then added a little more pressure as I became hotter.

Both Scott and our guest removed their shirts. I now placed the tip of his penis in my mouth. My mouth slid down his shaft faster and faster. I could taste his pre-cum in my mouth, I knew I needed him! I needed to feel him deep inside of me. A little more sucking, and before I knew it, we were all undressed. Our guest laid me on the bed, while my head was spinning, probably from both the excitement and the alcohol I consumed. His body was now pressed close to mind, I felt almost trapped, because I could not move very much. He looked deep into my eyes and pressed his lips to mine. He then proceeded to kiss my face and trailed his kisses down my neck to my breast. His tongue drew circles around my nipples, and his gentle biting and sucking drove waves of pleasure through my body. I could hardly see my husband taking photos of us from different angles. I was so lost in the moment!

Our guest now lowered his head down my stomach, kissing every few inches, until his head rested between my legs over my clit. I uttered very few words, but my moaning led him to pursue his goal and push his tongue deep inside my slit. Slowly at first, and then with increasing pressure: his tongue slid up and down, once in a while, circling my clit and then finally pushing into my pussy. The warm, probing sensation caused my abdomen to quiver and my clit starting to throb. He sensed this and slowly began kissing upward, along my stomach and past my breasts. I felt his penis pushing and sliding at the folds of my pussy until it found the entrance. As warm and excited that I already was, it was hard to believe how tight it felt when he began pushing his mushroom shaped head inside. I felt a little pain, which showed on my face. He peered into my eyes and lowered his mouth to my ear telling me to relax, and that everything would be all right. His hips began gyrating, back and forth until I loosened up.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could still see Scott and the flash of his camera. I then returned my gaze to the eyes of our guest. He continued his pushing until I finally gave

way, feeling his penis fill my inside channel. The warmth and the pressure nearly led me to have my first orgasm; but again, he whispered for me to relax. He continued his thrusting, occasionally pressing a little harder when he felt my cervix; all the while kissing me passionately all over my face. His breathing then became faster and shallow, and I knew he was about to cum. I then pulled him close and whispered to him that it was okay; I always fucked bareback. I wanted him to fill me with his cum. He pulled his penis almost all the way out, and then pushed it back deep inside.

My muscles began quivering and I yelled out, “OH Yes! Fuck me, fill me! I want to you to fill me, OH God don’t stop!”

He didn’t stop. I felt his body tense up and then a big, warm load of cum flooding deep inside of my pussy. Then another load and another! Almost simultaneously, I had a major orgasm, pulling him close, quivering and allowing his cum to fill me. When we both finished our climax, we kissed each other and he pulled out of me, leaving me with the feeling of emptiness. My husband then lay down on the bed beside me. I began licking his penis, but I could hardly wait to have the feeling of a penis back inside me. Scott, by now, was so turned on, that I could already feel him getting close to having an orgasm. I lowered myself on him, his penis sliding into me quickly with the aid of our guest’s load of cum. I kissed him passionately, occasionally looking into his eyes seeing how much he loved me and was turned on by me. I whispered into his ear that I wanted to feel him cum inside me too. I then began kissing him deeply and riding his faster.

The feeling of cumming inside me again after I just received a huge load of cum from another man drives him crazy. Just then, I felt him cum inside me. Wave after wave of pleasure hit my body as I felt his warmth fill me (while our guest sat and watched). My legs were so weak after such intense pleasures, that it took a while to get off of my husband. Cum slowly dripped out of my pussy as I fell back on the bed nearly exhausted from the fucking I just received. We then got up, cleaned ourselves off, exchanged phone numbers with our guest, and went our separate ways; each of us thinking about when the next encounter would be.

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The next morning, we had a 9:00 A.M. owner-update meeting in the conference room with a breakfast. This certainly wasn’t a swinging group ‒ mostly professionals and their timid, pretentious wives, plus the resort sale staff. People were underdressed and really casual; at least I thought so, for I felt oddly uncomfortable being the only woman wearing a short-short sundress with a bare back and a plunging halter top. I did notice that the men paid more attention to me… refreshing my coffee every chance they got.

“Where is the bathroom, I asked the handsome sales agent that was sitting with us?” The tall, very attractive man of 30 took my arm and guided to me to the bathrooms”.

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He was waiting for me when I exited the bathroom, asked if I’d seen the clubhouse and resort yet, and very warmly took my arm again as we toured his sales office, and the new condo and bedroom on the second floor with a new Jacuzzi tub.

“My mind at that moment ‒ recalling my many fantasies ‒ and feeling very attracted to the man, created a sudden rush of arousal… as I imagined being kissed and seduced by him

as the update meeting continued downstairs”. “Oh stop it I thought”… he is too much a conservative gentleman to ever consider such a thing, plus he has a wedding band.

Standing at the upstairs window, admiring the patio garden… I suddenly felt the man’s body behind me, lightly pressing against me, as his hands held my bare shoulders. He didn’t say anything as we stood there, both of us frozen in place, but obviously his mind was as actively aroused as mine as he let his hands slip around my waist and warmly pulled me closer against him, pressing his bulging trousers in my ass.

“We better go downstairs before someone misses us!” I said, and then without thinking what I was saying, I commented, “If I have another cup of coffee, I’ll have to use the bathroom again”.

“I hope you will, and I hope you know how attracted I am to you!” he said, as he embraced me again and kissed my bare shoulder.

He quickly got me another coffee as we headed outside, winking at me to let him know when I needed to use the bathroom again.

Right then I decided, “I’m not going to miss this opportunity, even if it’s dangerous and short-lived, and I’m going to coax him until he can’t wait a second longer. I walked over to where he was standing, winked subtly at him, and slipped back into the condo model and headed upstairs to the master bathroom. A few minutes later, he lightly knocked on the bathroom door and slipped inside, locking the door behind him. Instantly he pulled me towards him, kissing me hard and passionately, whispering that we only had 15 minutes before our absence would be noticed.

“Your body is so sexy, so tight and soft! Please, promise me something, he said, “You’ll give me an opportunity in the near future to spend hours with you!”

Those 15 minutes were the most intense of my week. He slipped my thong off, untied my dress, and hurriedly dropped his pants to the floor, revealing an incredibly huge and thick cock that caught me totally by surprise. Was I ever wrong about him; conservative and professional by image, but a monster cock in private?

He sat on the toilet seat, pulling me toward him as I straddled his lap, grabbed me hard by my butt cheeks and rammed his HUGE cock into my ultra-sensitive pussy, bouncing me up and down as his cock plowed deep inside of me and stroked my clit and g-spot to perfection. His thickness, spreading me painfully open, was intoxicatingly pleasurable as he filled my narrow pussy to overflowing, sliding it in and out as he bounced me on his cock. My juices were gushing and slurping as he squeezed tightly and deeply into my tight pussy, and my swollen clit so energized and sensitive that I could barely contain myself from screaming.

His kisses were hot and smothering, his hands twisted and squeezed my sensitive nipples, and I could feel every centimeter of his pulsing, fat, hard cock as he rotated it around my tight pussy, pleasured my clit as no one has ever done, and gave me one of the best “fuckings of my life”.

He was like a man possessed by pent-up desires, knowing we only had a few minutes, and wanting to make the most of this fortuitous, but dangerous opportunity. It was truly more than I ever expected out of this vacation as a flood of multiple orgasms came over me, begging him to hurry and cum inside of me before we were discovered. I was in such a vulnerable position, my legs spread apart as I straddled him, his cock so deeply buried inside of me, and his hands spreading my butt cheeks as he grinded and kept me pinned on his huge cock. The huge head of his penis pounded against my cervix, trying to inch inside it.

I felt the rush of his hot, milky cum so deep, so hot inside of me as he muffled his moans and pulled me down hard on his engorged cock, pounding and ramming against my tender cervix wall. He slowly lifted me off his cock and the void I felt as he exited only made me realize how HUGE his cock had been. As my pussy dripped with his cum and felt strangely empty after his intense assault into my deepest recesses, I tried to regain my composure Hurrying to get dressed, my legs rubbery, his cum dripping into my soaked thong, and my flushness so obviously apparent, I ushered him out of the bathroom as I waited several minutes before exiting.

As I sat on the edge of the bathtub, my mind wandered as the ache deep inside of my gooey pussy quivered and pulsated, sore, rubbed raw, my nipples aching from his squeezing and twisting, and the aroma of his cologne covering my body. I felt so wicked, so violated, yet so happy that I allowed it to happen. But, the memory, the sensation of exhilaration, the daring, and the orgasmic fatigue I had experienced buoyed my spirits and I confidently exited the bathroom and returned downstairs to join Scott in the sales office.

“What a great sales update! I told my husband. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did!”

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I raised my head slightly from the pillow, my eyes centered, as were my partner’s on our point of union, the point at which his long, thick cock was thrusting into my pussy. Now this lean, muscular man from Michigan was beginning to moan that he was going to cum inside me. His head bent back and his eyes rolled upward as he began to growl and fuck me even harder than before. I thought I could feel the throbbing of his cock as he shot several loads into me. I licked my lips with excitement as I stared at the muscular body, balanced, cradled, pumping between my spread thighs. His orgasm seemed to go on for close to two or three minutes before his body began to relax on top of mine. It was surprising to me, because this was his second. I’d given him a blow job and sucked his first load into my mouth behind a cabana near the pool less than a half hour earlier.

“Roll over,” I said, “But don’t pull out of me. I want to cum too, and my husband wants to watch!”

We rolled over in the bed, and from my position on top of him with his cock still hard inside me, I tightened my vaginal muscles and ground my clit against the base of his cock. He reached for my huge tits, swinging in front of his face, and rubbed the left one with both hands while he sucked on my erect nipple. In a moment or two, I had an orgasm I wanted.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, cum. Ohhhhh! Oh, God, I’m cumming!”

The waves of my orgasm seemed to envelope my entire body. Then I lay still on top of him, my 36DD breasts mashed against his hairy chest, my vaginal muscles milky every last drop of semen from his shrinking cock, his cum oozing out of my satiated pussy.

At five-three and 122 lbs., I know I’m attractive to men. I have long blonde hair brushed away from my face which a guy once described as terminally cute, hazel eyes, and what my hubby says is an electric smile. Those are the obvious features. After our owner’s update meeting and breakfast, I’d changed into a tiny bikini and headed for the pool. The bikini bottom was cut high on the hips with little more than a thong up the back, exposing most of my round ass to everyone’s view. I’d had my pussy waxed free of hairs that might have shown at the crotch. The tit pouches of the bikini were adjusted to show off my perfect 36DD breasts. I was showing off the parts of my body I felt were most attractive to men. Scott followed me down to the pool but sat in a lounge chair on the opposite side.

I rubbed some tanning lotion on my body and legs. It excited me to think of the surprise some new lover would bring to my husband and my pussy. My nipples became erect from the thought. As I looked around, sizing up the other women around the pool, I realized I had the best tits around. I caught my husband’s eyes as he looked over the book he was reading and smiled coyly. As I sat there by myself, a slender, tall muscular man detached himself from a group of young men nearby and walked toward me. As he approached, I could see the bulge in the crotch of his French-style bathing suit. I wondered if his cock were hard from looking as so many sets of tits and round asses at the pool, and how long it might be. I found him attractive, in an earthy animal way, and wondered what it would be like to fuck him. I’m now 49 years old (but look 39) and he was around his mid-thirties.

He introduced himself as Paul, an engineer from Michigan, who was in town for a seminar. I could see that his eyes were alternately on my face and my huge tits as he spoke. I felt my nipples get even more erect; I could feel a mild pulse in the right one. He invited me to join him at a cabana down the way for a drink. After brief consideration and more conversation, I agreed. I felt amazingly excited, walking along the pool deck with a handsome and muscular man, whose crotch was bulging, while I could feel my tits bounce with each step I took. I tipped my sunglasses at Scott as I strutted away, giving him the signal that I had been picked up. I realized my crotch was getting wet from the excitement, and hoped it wouldn’t soak through my bikini bottom which was a transparent white.

At his cabana, he poured a rum drink for me from the iced pitcher and then one for himself. He toasted to my sexy beauty, we drank, and he put his glass on the table. With no warning, he reached out and stroked my tits, running one hand over both. To my surprise, I stood in my tracks and, willingly began to smile. Encouraged by my response, he continued to rub them, now one in each hand, and roll my erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers through my top.

“We’re by ourselves, here, ” he said softly.

“But I’m a married woman, and my husband is over there!” pointing in Scott’s direction.

“Well, since he hasn’t run over and hit me, I assume he likes to watch!”

“Yes he does! And sometimes he likes to participate.”

I put down my drink and reached for his crotch, rubbing his hard cock through his bathing suit. I pulled him around behind the cabana. Then without hesitation, I pulled down his bathing suit and freed his long cock. It bobbed up in front of me, more than eight inches of slender, hard meat. At first I had thought to try and be as forward as him, to see what he would do, but as I looked down at his magnificent rod, I knew that I was going to fuck this man. I sank to my knees on the grass behind the cabana and stroked it with one hand, caressing the purple and bulging cock head then sliding my lips over it. I began to suck gently on it and felt his hand move behind my head, holding it in position, as he began to thrust with his hips, taking control of the blow job, fucking my mouth, fucking my face.