Blame It On Mexico: Her Perspective

"How did I end up being fucked in the shower by a young man while I watched my husband with his wife?"

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My nipples were hypersensitive. Between the hot water and steam of the shower and the ice-cold window my breasts were pressed against, every stimulus they felt was heightened. My young lover had a hand on my shoulder and one on my hip as he thrusted into me. Each thrust pushes me harder into the window in the shower. Through the steamed-up window, I saw my husband, his head between the wife’s thighs. 

How did I end up in this position? To learn that we have to go back to yesterday afternoon.

Twenty-four hours earlier…

My husband was back at the bar, ordering up our next round of drinks, while I sat in a lounge chair. To most, it would appear that I was watching the waves crash on the beach, but the truth was I was busy watching a young, hot couple frolic around in the surf. This was the same young couple my husband and I had been watching all week. He had the tanned body of a god, muscled and hard in all the right places. She was tanned and soft, with more curves than a coast road and legs that went on for miles.

My husband and I had enjoyed watching this carefree couple. We had caught them fooling around more than once. Each time we watched them, we ended up so hot and bothered that we rushed back to our room for several hours of passionate lovemaking. This afternoon would prove similar. While not visible, it was clear what the couple was up to. Her back was pressed tight against his chest. Her arms reaching up, wrapped around the back of his neck. One of his hands was resting on her flat stomach, but the other was clearly in her bikini bottoms as he fingered her. Her hard nipples poked against her top. Her full bottom lip was trapped between her teeth as she tried to stiffle a moan. Though she never made a sound, it was clear when she climaxed. Her body stiffened, shook, and then melted back against her lover. They shared a passionate kiss, and then she swam off as he exited the water and walked up the beach. Directly to me.

“We hope you enjoyed this show as much as the others. Will you and your husband be racing off to fuck like rabbits now?”

I was so mesmerized by his muscles and the bulge in his shorts that I was taken aback by his forwardness.

“Ex-excuse me?”

“We loved to put on these little shows, and we’ve noticed you both watching. We’ve also noticed that you vanish as soon as the show is over.” He coughs a little and adds, “We are also your next-door neighbors, and you are quite vocal during your afternoon delight.”

“Oh my God,” I mumble, blushing a bright red.

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed. From the sounds you make in the throes of passion, it seems that your husband must be an accomplished lover. That is what brings me over to you.”

I raise an eyebrow, speechless.

“Besides these public displays, we also enjoy swapping. Would you like to spend tomorrow afternoon with me? You don’t have to answer now, think on it. But please, don’t mention it to your husband. My wife loves to convince a husband to join in after they find their wife in a compromising position. My wife will be down here tomorrow afternoon all by herself. If you are interested, please feel free to knock on my door. Until tomorrow.” He says as he takes my hand and kisses it. Then he turns and goes back to his wife in the surf. 

When my husband returned with the drinks, I took mine, downed it in a swig, and took his hand.

“Bedroom. NOW!”

That afternoon’s sex was hot and passionate, but I had to admit that there was an aching between my legs. A longing to be filled and stretched by the big cock I had seen hints of this afternoon. The rest of the evening was spent contemplating the morality of cheating on my husband versus the need to have that big cock inside of me. The afternoon came, but I still had no clarity on what I was going to do.

When we arrived at the beach, the sexy Adonis was good to his word; it was only his wife who was there, sunning herself on a lounge. I looked over at my husband and saw that he was practically drooling over her breasts. That made up my mind.

“I’m going to go back to the room for a bit.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I just don’t have my entertainment here.”

“I’ll text you if he shows up.”

I thanked him, gave him a quick kiss, and took the room key and left. My heart was racing as I went back to our room. On the landing in front of our room, I turned and looked at the neighboring door. I took a deep breath and knocked on it. The door opened quickly, and there he was. He was totally nude and already hard.

“I’m glad you made this choice.”

He smiled as he took the key card from my hand. He stepped across and unlocked my door before leading me into my room. He closed the door, but left it ajar for my husband to enter. Turning to face me, he drew me in for a kiss. It was surprisingly a soft, slow kiss that I didn’t want to end. I was breathless and flushed when he broke off the kiss. 

“So, my lovely, where would you like to begin?”

I hadn’t expected this slow start to the afternoon. I guess I had expected that he would throw me on the bed and ravish me. As I thought about his request, I knew immediately what I wanted.

“I want what she had yesterday afternoon on the beach.” 

He smiled warmly and reached for me again, but I stepped back. He looked puzzled until I spoke.

“But first.” I reached behind my back and unfastened my top, tossing it across the room. 

My Adonis groaned in appreciation at my breasts. While they were not as large as his wife’s, they were still a handful with no hint of sag.

“Come here, sexy,” he purred and drew me against him again. 

My back was resting against his chiseled chest. I moved my arms up over my head with my hands around the back of his neck. I gave my lover unfettered access to my body, which he immediately took advantage of. His large hands covered my breasts. He squeezed them and pinched my nipples, making me moan.

“Your hands feel so good on my breasts. I can’t wait to see what else they can do.”

“You mean like this?” he whispered in my ear as he kissed my neck.

His right hand left my breast and trailed down over my belly and into my bikini bottom. His fingers ran through my pubic hair and between my wet lips. When his finger brushed over my clit, I moaned louder and pushed my hips forward for more contact. One of his thick fingers slid inside of me as his thumb continued to circle my clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I whispered breathlessly as my hips moved, humping his hand. It had to be the situation being so hot because it didn’t take long before I was cumming. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. I- I’m cumming!” My body shook and spasmed as I felt my juices flow and soak my bikini bottoms. His left hand left my breast and glided down to my hip. He deftly untied one side of my bottoms and then the other. The soaked material fell heavily to the floor. Now, as naked as my lover, I felt his hard cock against my ass and lower back. 

“You’re so fucking sexy when you cum. I’m going to make you cum all afternoon.”

I already felt like I was blissfully floating with his hard body against me and his warm hands roaming all over me.

“Yes, please.”

“Not even 15 minutes and you already have her eating out of the palm of your hand.”

I turned to see his wife, the golden goddess, coming into the room. She was taking off her bikini and tossing it into the room before she had fully entered. I looked over her shoulder but did not see my husband.

“He will be along in a bit, I’m sure. Until then, though-”

She stepped in front of me and drew me into a kiss. If her husband was a great kisser, she was without rival. The second her soft lips met mine, and her tongue gently entered my mouth, I melted against her. I grabbed her round ass and pulled her closer to me. I felt our breasts pressed together, our hard nipples rubbing against each other. I was so lost in the kiss that even when she ended it, my mouth continued to move, searching for hers.

“Is this your first time with a woman?”

“Y-yes.”

She placed her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees.

“Then drink deep.”

On my knees before her, I stared at the most beautiful shaved pussy. When she spread her legs for me, I was drawn in by her aroma. My tongue tentatively parted her lips, and I tasted a pussy for the first time in my life. The flavor was intoxicating. I grabbed her ass and began licking her pussy with passion. I was so focused on this that I never noticed my Adonis behind me until his hard cock started to stretch and fill me.

“Oh fuck!”

Her hand moved to the back of my head, refocusing me.

“You can lick and be fucked at the same time.”

I don’t know how long we were in that position. Orgasms for myself and the goddess came one after another. She finally pulled me away from her pussy by my hair. I could feel a puddle of my cum on the floor around my knees.

“Her husband will be here soon. She seems to be a squirter, you should take her in the shower while I wait for the husband.”

I was disappointed when her husband pulled out of me and picked me up. He turned the shower on and carried me inside. Soon, I had my breasts pressed against the glass shower door, and I was never happier. I vaguely heard my husband come in. I just remember looking up at one point and seeing him eating the goddess’s pussy. I was jealous of him for just a second until my next orgasm tore through me. 

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