She is also a natural exhibitionist. She loves to wear scandalous clothes that show off her body and excite men. Some of her favorite clothes include gauze see through halter tops that tie at the neck and leave her back bare, very short mini dresses and skirts, clinging dresses with plunging necklines, tiny bikinis, and several pairs of low slung short shorts. She also takes every opportunity to show her naked body, hot tubs, nude beaches, skinny dipping, etc. She knows I love her flashing her body at other men.
As for me, Tom, I am a successful business man in the technology industry. I have a typical swimmers body with broad shoulder and chest and slim hips. I am not in the same league as Joan when it comes to looks.
We share all our sexual fantasies.
One of our favorites is when we’re having sex I’ll say to her
“I want to watch you fuck another man or men.”
“I’d like to watch you get finger fucked.”
“I want to watch you suck big black cocks.”
These dirty talking sessions have a powerful sexual impact on us. We usually end up having explosive orgasms.
We have always wanted to make these fantasies come true. We both are well known in the community and couldn’t have people know our sex lives.
Last year we did something to make them happen. We went to Jamaica to a resort in Negril. The beaches and ocean were beautiful. Our resort had two beaches, prude and nude.
Joan, of course, chose the nude beach. As soon as we got to the beach she set off on a promenade along the shore. Her breasts were flush and she was preening for everyone to see. I saw her stop several times to chat with some Jamaican men. When she came back to me she was breathing hard and if you looked there was some moisture on her cunt lips.
She nudged me and said, “Have you seen the size of the cocks on these Jamaican men?”
I laughed a little and said, “What are you going to do about it?”
Joan gave me a knowing look and said, “I know what I’d like to do about it.”
We stayed on the beach for a while swimming and sunning. A Jamaican man approached us and asked, “Ganja?”
We laughed and said sure but we have no way to carry money on a nude beach.
He said, “No problem I take it to your room.”
While he was talking to us Joan couldn’t keep her eyes of off his prick While he talked it swung back and forth and seemed to swell a bit. Joan casually caressed her breasts.
We swam around for a while enjoying the feeling of being naked in the water. Joan kept glancing at the young Jamaican men with big cocks. I could tell she was excited by them.
The sun started setting over the ocean. It was beautiful. We decided we should head back to our room. We walked along the beach still naked and admired the resort. The buildings were all gleaming white stucco and all the guest rooms had spacious balconies.
We got to our room and showered and had a glass of wine from our in room bar. We lounged around still nude. There was a knock on our door and I looked through the peephole and said, “it’s the guy who sold us the weed.”
Joan scrambled into the bathroom.
I laughed at her and said, “He’s already seen you naked.”
She came out with a silly look on her face.
I let him in and we negotiated a price for a half ounce of pot. I mentioned to him that we didn’t have any rolling papers to make joints.
He said, “No problem, I’ll give you a pack of papers.”
I thought that was very nice of him and invited him to have a joint with us. He said he’d be happy to. He rolled a few joints and we lit up. The dope was much more powerful than the stuff we got at home. We were buzzing right away. Joan and I started flaunting our nakedness. I casually draped my arm around her shoulder and let my hand rest on her breast.
The Jamaican man had a growing bulge in his shorts. He politely offered to leave.
Joan said, “Why don’t you stay a while?”
I smiled knowingly.
Joan asked if she could sit on the couch with him. He patted the cushion next to him and she sat down and put her hand on his thigh. He leaned back on the couch and Joan gave him a hot kiss.
He looked at me and I gave him a thumbs up. Joan moved to sit on his lap and squirm on his cock.
Joan said, “Why don’t you get naked like us?”
She tugged his shorts down revealing a big hard black cock. Joan knelt in front of him and took it in her mouth. She started sucking it, while fingering herself. She bobbed up and down until it was wet and gleaming.
Joan led him over to the bed and had him lay on his back. She resumed sucking his cock and moved so that her cunt was over his face. They were making wet slurping horny sounds and the room smelled pungent with his sweat and her juices. Joan raised herself up and hovered over his prick. She teased him by rubbing it along her wet slit. He began thrusting his hips up and finally Joan sank down on his prick. They both smiled and enjoyed the moment. The room smelled of sex.
She looked over at me and mouthed, “I love you.”
Joan kept slowly rising up and down on his prick.
He got impatient and rolled over with his prick still in her. He jabbed deeply into her and his prick gleamed with their juices. Joan started to moan. He moaned. They moaned and groaned together in a symphony of lust. They were in a crazed state of sexual excitement. They both climaxed loudly.
I went over to Joan and hugged her still trembling body and told her I loved her more than ever.
The Jamaican man was all smiles and said “All the white women come here for the black cocks.”
He left.
I still had not come. I pulled Joan to the edge of the bed and sucked and licked her cum filled cunt. I got up and put my prick in her sopping cunt and we both rushed towards our climaxes.
We had made our fantasy come to life and we loved it.
