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Jamaican Vacation

Day 1 of 14 :

It had been a 10-hour day of driving and flying to the resort in Jamaica. We had no delays but the trip was exhausting nonetheless. My wife and I had just finished checking in and were quickly dropping our bags in the incredible ocean view suite we reserved. The room was absolutely perfect with white linens, a huge bed, modern decor, a patio jacuzzi, and the sound of the waves gently crashing outside the window. Wonderful as it was, we were on the move, ready to start our vacation for real.

We unpacked quickly, changed clothes, tossed our valuables in the safe, and headed out. We needed a bar,  somewhere low-key and quiet where we could relax and get situated. Although we were tired from traveling, we were buzzing with excitement, 14 days of fun, rest, and relaxation in a naughty environment. We had picked a "clothing optional" resort. It was something we had always fantasized about. We both thought of it as a way to spice up our relationship. We had not quite settled into the clothing-optional setting, and since it was our first time, it didn't need to be said that we would remain clothed for a while.

My wife was so sexy. She had changed into a tight little dress that showed off all of her curves. As we walked through the resort, I couldn't help but notice the multitude of eyes wandering her way. It was hard not to; she had long legs, a tight ass, full breasts, a pretty face, and long silky brunette hair - she was the complete package. I found myself excited, knowing others found her as gorgeous as I did. We eventually found a perfect little quiet sidebar with just a few people. Most of which were clothed, which helped us feel more settled.

After our first drink, we were casually approached by a man who introduced himself as Josh. He made small talk at first, asking us where we were from and how long we were staying. As we talked, he was attentive, quick-witted, and charming; we were both under his spell, laughing and conversing like old friends. He had a handsome face, muscular body, and playful confidence that all played to his advantage. He was completely naked and blessed with a massive member. It hung lazy and flaccid, plump between his legs and disinterested in anything but hanging there as we talked. I caught my wife's eyes glancing at it several times, but I found it hard not to look myself, how could I judge her for taking a peek.

About an hour passed, and Josh invited us back to his room for a drink and a joint. I was initially hesitant about the offer, but my wife looked at me and asked for permission with a playfully desperate "please, baby." Shit why not, I thought. We are on vacation; how could I say no after having such a great time.

We made it back to his place, and we had another drink and smoked the joint. I guess the travel, alcohol, and weed were too much for me, and I dozed off for a few minutes as they talked. 

I don't know when I came to, but as I did, I heard strange slurping sounds. I opened my eyes sleepily and I saw my beautiful wife on her knees, braless in front of me, with Josh's monster cock in her mouth.

The wave of emotions was unexpected. I was aroused, sickened, and jealous all at once. My physical reaction to the scene was paralyzing. My heart started racing, cold sweats washed over me, and my vision became blurry. This was a fantasy and a nightmare all wrapped up into one. I was unable to process anything. 

It was graphic. My wife was working his cock hard, which made me realize she had been at this for a while. This was the late stages of a blow job, dirty, sloppy, and hard, not the playful start. I honestly couldn't believe it and paused, wondering if I was still in a dream. But no, my wife was giving this relative stranger head, and I was watching. I was aroused, really aroused. We had never seriously talked about involving others in our sex life - we weren't good at that. She did know I read wife sharing stories, but she was never interested. Clearly, Josh piqued her interest.

I felt powerless to do anything. Her sucking and bobbing went on for some time until she laid back, spread her legs and removed her panties. It was at this point that she recognized I was conscious, she gave me a wicked smile and mouthed "I love you." Needing no invitation, he stepped up and slid between her legs and kissed her inner thighs. He spread her sweet flower and started kissing and sucking her, reciprocating the gift she had just given him.

Another few minutes passed with her enjoying him, then suddenly, they both looked at me as if for approval. I knew what they wanted, but I was unable to vocalize anything. Almost knowingly, he simply gave me a wink, turned back, moved between her legs, and started to push his fat tool into her. He was gentle with her at first, taking his time, enjoying the process of resizing her to accommodate him. She moaned and cursed, orgasming several times as he stretched her.

After about 10 minutes of slowly rocking and inching into her, he finally bottomed out. She grimaced, raising her head she looked down between her legs with amazement - her legs shook violently as she orgasmed for the fourth time. He was clearly deeper in her than any man had ever been. Now all the way inside, his penetrating rod picked up the pace. She didn't moan; she grunted like an animal with each thrust. His heavy hanging balls slapped against her ass at the bottom of each impalement. Her lips grabbed onto his manhood as he pulled out. She was in a frenzy, her look was desperate and wonton, as he hammered away at her. This was a woman I had no idea existed. It was as if my wife was sexually unlocked and enjoying every moment. 

As for me, I desperately wanted to jerk myself but knew I would immediately lose control if I did. So I sat quietly watching the show.

Eventually, she calmed herself and settled in with his size and pace, her pelvis flexed into him, meeting each of her lover's thrusts as they arrived. As the sofa gave way, her beautiful breasts bounced rhythmically with each falling impact. Little orgasmic waves would slowly wash over her, but she maintained her focus. Beads of sweat had formed all over her body. She looked incredible, natural and womanly. Occasionally, our eyes would meet, her mouth agape, looking lovingly, and almost in shock - in those moments we connected and it was an enormous relief. The man was a specimen, relentless, showing no sign of letting up on his assault. He was using her for his own pleasure. He had a purpose, he was proving to her that he is a much better fuck than her husband.

I assume the sound of their mating, echoing through the resort, attracted the firm knock at the door. Mindlessly I broke away from the scene and answered in a half daze. Through the door waited for another man who asked if he could join the party. I couldn't comprehend the question and absent-mindedly said "sure". I didn't get his name, but he casually undressed, revealing an even more enormous monster than Josh. He didn't say a word. He just patiently stroked himself to attention, waiting his turn like a batter on deck warming up.

After what felt like an eternity, Josh put her on her knees and started fucking her doggy style. At this point she was in a state of full capitulation, her body had relented and she was taking all that he was giving. I had a perfect view of his cock long stroking her. Her tits and ass jiggled as he hammered into her harder. For five minutes, he relentlessly assaulted her, but he was clearly about to reach his limit and asked where she wanted it. She replied with a breathless "give it to me ." He didn't hesitate and sunk deep, his balls tightened and he unloaded his seed in my wife's willing womb. He roared with pleasure, and she orgasmed one last time as he pulsed inside her.

She collapsed, burying her head in the sofa, with her ass up as she received his gift. He sprayed rope after rope of his nut in her - she thanked him profusely. After a minute of recovery, he slowly started pulled his coated member out of her. As he finally exited, an enormous stream of fluid rushed out of her once tight, now gaping, hole. I was astonished. She had been pummeled, gaped out, and flooded by a man twice my size. I loved it, and so had she.

Uncoupled from her lover, she looked at me with thankful and loving eyes. I had never seen her look so content and satisfied. My love for her had never been deeper, I was so grateful to see her in that state. It was in this moment that she noticed our visitor. She looked back and gave me another devious smile. Then looked back at him, raised her tiny ass up, and welcomed him in.

What a vacation this is going to be.