Different Vacations

With my wife we had planned to go away for a week in summer to Europe for a long time. This year finally we could do it, the landscapes, meals and museums were not the best of these vacations. While talking about what to do when we went, we had proposed going to a nude beach, since in Argentina it's not the same and gave us a bit of shame. We took care of ourselves for several months, exercised and prepared ourselves to arrive physically well. She was thin, with her beautiful breasts and her firm butt that maintained spectacular. After visiting the planned places in Europe, we were having a great time, had made some friends in each city we visited, but still hadn't gone to the desired beach. It was in France that we googled one that met our requirements and decided to go. When leaving the hotel, we ran into Oleg, a Swedish guy we had met in Madrid and hit it off with, who spoke perfect Spanish, luckily. We chatted for a bit, he asked where we were going and told him about our plan. - Very good, then I'll leave you. - Come with us if you don't have another plan - My girlfriend commented. I'm not sure if he did it out of commitment, wanted to see the Swedish guy naked or wanted him to see her naked, anyway the idea seemed correct to me. He accepted. We entered the beach, there wasn't much people, some scattered couples, everyone was totally naked, beautiful. We settled down in a place halfway from all others. My wife broke the ice: she took off her sweater, untied the bikini and left her beautiful breasts with pink nipples exposed. With the Swedish guy we couldn't take our eyes off him. - What's going on, never seen some tits? We laughed the three of us. The men also took off their sweaters, I was thin but the Swedish guy was all marked up. Ah, how much muscle, my wife expressed. We crossed glances among us, it was time to get naked. In a movement I lowered my short and let my sleeping penis fall, from size very normal. She was the second to discover her parts, her completely depilated pussy again attracting the attention of the Swede, who now lowered his clothes and released his member, which when asleep exceeded my size when erect. Nobody said anything, but I heard a sigh from my wife as she saw it.

After some minutes, nudity had become normality, we were chatting nonsense, laughing, playing cards...

The Swede went to the sea at one point and we stayed with my wife chatting.

She: - Love, do you see the size of Oleg's cock?

Me: - Yes, that's not normal.

E: - If it's like that when asleep, I can't imagine it standing up.

Y: - Do you want to see it standing up, don't you?

E: - Don't be silly - But she turned red and her voice sounded nervous, we both knew she was fantasizing about it. So I started to tease her and play with that.

Y: - You want to suck it and have it grow in your mouth, admit it, you want it to grab you hard, say it, you want to take all the cum, give it, don't lie.

She looked hot already.

E: - Yes, love, I want to feel his cock inside.

The conversation stopped there, but every time I looked at her she was staring fixedly at the Swede's cock.

Oleg said let's play a ball game with the ball we had. It seemed like an innocent game, but the innocent one was me.

In the first turn my wife had the ball, he went to mark it and you could see how he pushed all his cock into her ass. Nobody said anything, we all realized what we were playing for and how it would end.

I went to mark it in another play and grabbed her tits pretending it was an accident. That way several casual contacts passed until the Swede had the ball and when she went to mark him from behind, I who was facing him, saw how he grabbed his cock and jerked it three or four times. Again nobody made any comments, we let it pass as part of the game, but that was the moment when we said: It's late, let's go.

We left the beach, Oleg went to his accommodation and we to ours. Just as we entered the room, I said: You must have really wanted to grab his cock, huh. - Haha, yes, giant, I couldn't make him stop so quickly. At one point he also supported me, tremendous. - Should I send a message for him to come? - He didn't respond, or at least not with words, a smile appeared on his face, he got down in front of me and put my cock in his mouth. He was taking it all in and pulling it out, while squeezing my balls. This went on for two minutes until I came, he swallowed everything. He stopped, wiped his mouth with his hand, gave me a kiss, and as he left to take a shower, he said: Send that message, I'm eager for that prick. - I grabbed my wife's phone to send the message. - Hi Oleg, do you want to come over after dinner to the hotel so we can finish watching the football game today, I sent, but it seemed like I had to raise the stakes, so I went into the bathroom and took a photo of her while she was showering. Send. - Ugh, how much I want to put it on you, he responded along with a photo of his cock standing up. He was holding it with one hand and could reach for two more hands, I think. I showed it to her, her mouth watered, she loved the exchange of photos.

We had dinner, the atmosphere was very hot. She wore a tiny white thong, a tight-fitting skirt that reached the edge of her ass and a white shirt without a bra that left a little bit of her nipples transparent. She looked spectacular.

Oleg knocked on the door to our room, his face was surprised when he saw me open it. You didn't think she invited you alone, I said between laughs.

We started drinking, chatting quietly about anything until my wife got up from her chair and approached Oleg in a sexy way. She started kissing him tenderly, their tongues entwining. She sat on top of him and they kept kissing for several minutes, he was grabbing her ass with his big hands through the skirt. I watched from the other side of the table, my cock... me throbbed with fever. She took off his sweater, kissed his neck, caressed his chest and sucked his nipples. Now he left her on her breasts, massaged them, pinched her nipples and nibbled at them. She moaned, exploded with fever, I didn't see it, but she was definitely all wet.

She got down in front of him, unbuttoned the button of his pants, lowered the zipper, put her hand in and pulled out Oleg's terrible cock. She jerked it a bit with both hands, passed her tongue from the base to the head, where she stopped to suck and moisten well. She used both hands to jerk off and got as much inside her mouth as possible. You could hear how he was pulling her out of his mouth and her moans, she was enjoying that blow job like never before.

I watched, it seemed like I wasn't in the room.

Oleg grabbed her waist and lifted her onto the table, raised her skirt, pulled out her thong and prepared to eat her pussy. He put his tongue in, sucked her clitoris and put his wide fingers inside my wife who was holding him by the hair with one hand and massaging her breasts with the other. She moaned, screamed, begged for more, quickly had her first orgasm.

Please, fuck me, I want to feel your cock inside, she asked.

The Swede didn't hesitate a second, put his head on the door of my wife's pussy and pushed it in slowly until she was all the way in. Without moving any other part than putting her all the way in, he made her cum again.

She started with slow and deep movements. She screamed with pleasure. I kept watching, but now I was also masturbating to this incredible image.

Oleg gave it hard and squeezed my wife's breasts with his hands; he grabbed her nipples, pinched them, twisted them. He lifted her up to fuck her while standing with her on top of him, entwining their legs behind him. Now I could see how that tremendous cock was going in and out of my wife.

He took her to the bed and put her on all fours; she put her face against the pillow and raised her waist so he could get into The Swedish guy was really going at it. His thrusts were stronger now, almost pulling her out completely and pushing all the way in. The slaps on her ass were loud. She was twisting the sheet with her hands, clearly showing pain and pleasure, and the moans continued.

By this point, I had finished on the floor of the bedroom about four minutes earlier and my cock was hard again. But no one seemed to notice me.

He kept going at it for four more. He licked his finger and shoved it into my wife's ass. She let out a tremendous moan that was accompanied by another orgasm. Oleg pulled out his cock to give her some slaps. My wife flipped over onto her back and started touching herself: Give me the cum, finish on top of me. The Swedish guy started jacking off. She rubbed her clit, squeezed her tits, and asked for the cum. He quickly fulfilled her desires, with jets and jets of semen covering my wife's body. The first one reached her face, which she accommodated with her fingers in her mouth, while the others covered her breasts, stomach, and finally her pussy. She was completely covered; I had never seen so much cum on someone before. She kept touching herself a little more, spreading the cum over her tits and pussy, and managed to have another orgasm.

She sat down on the bed, grabbed Oleg's cock, gave him a kiss and a head job, then got up, gave him a kiss, and went to the bathroom.

She walked by me without even looking at me.

Oleg turned back to me, who was sitting with my cock in hand, and smiled: She's really good. He got dressed and left.

My wife came out of the bathroom, approached me, sat down on top of me, pulled out my cock, and started riding me. She didn't stop until she had finished inside me. She gave a few more movements, kissed me, and looked at me with her eyes: I love you.