They were both excited. It had been a long time coming, but Claire and Des were getting ready for their first holiday alone together for twenty years. The kids had left home and were doing their own thing. Now it was just going to be the two of them again. A week’s break at an adults-only hotel right on the beach was awaiting them.
Claire stood in front of the mirror naked. Her 36C tits still looked great, still holding their shape and very little droop. She’d looked after herself. Her bum was a little bigger but Des liked that and her legs were still shapely with all the tennis she played. She’d shaved and waxed her pussy to be as smooth as it could. She was ready!
Des came up behind her and reached his hands around her to hold a tit in each, gently massaging the nipples so they started to harden. He snuggled up close to her, his hardening manhood nestling against her bum. They smiled at each other. Even after these years, Claire being naked still got an instant reaction from Des’s cock and she could feel it pushing against her as if it was trying to find its natural home. Des had trimmed his body hair as well. Both of them had prepared themselves for a week on the beach in the sun so that they were body ready and looking good for their early fifties.
As desperately as they thought about getting onto the bed and fucking each other senseless, there was a plane to catch. They both hoped that over the course of the next week there would be lots of sex. This was one of the reasons for going; to enjoy themselves and bring their sex life back from the state of Christmas, birthdays and anniversaries that had become the routine.
They touched down, the 4 hour flight a blur as the excitement started to build even more. They could see the heat shimmering off the runway, the sky a bright blue. Claire snuggled into Des and they kissed. The week was starting here!
Des had arranged a private transfer to the hotel to avoid the wait for the coach and when they drove up to the front they could tell it was the luxury they wanted. They walked to reception to check in.
The concierge, Jerome, explained about the hotel, the facilities, their room and the path to the beach which they backed on. His ebony skin glistened in the sunlight. He was eyeing up Claire, her cool vest top showing her tits off and she felt a state of arousal with his eyes working their over her body. She coyly looked away as details were explained but she thought, “God, he’s good looking, I wonder”.
They finally got to the room which overlooked the back of the hotel and the beach. It was glorious. Although tired from travel, Des and Claire showered and got ready for dinner. It was hot so Claire just wore a stylish sun dress with no underwear, Des in his standard Ralph Lauren Polo shirt and shorts.
The nervousness of going into the restaurant as newcomers was overcome as the house staff made them feel welcome and sat them next to a gay Scandinavian couple, Nils and Christian.
Food and drinks flowed freely and Claire felt herself getting tipsy as the guys talked about the hotel and the beach scene. They explained that it was basically a nudist beach – Des and Claire looked at each other and smiled. This was exactly what they wanted, to be able to roam clothes free and take in nature. They went onto say that a couple of hundred yards down to the left where the dunes were, couples / groups usually got together to as they said it “Enjoy themselves”. Des and Claire just laughed and smiled, thinking what have we come to! However, both of them secretly could feel a frisson of excitement waft over them.
As the evening was coming to a close, Nils and Christian got up and said, “Come and join us down there tomorrow if you want, the more’s the merrier”. Des laughed nervously and replied, “We might take you up on that”.
Once the guys had gone, Des and Claire just said, “Wow, shall we?”. They decided to sleep on it and see how things were in the morning. On returning to their room, Des slipped the dress off Claire and started planting gentle kisses all over her body. He could feel her tingling with excitement. He covered her breasts, flicking her nipples with his tongue; his hands massaged her bum and the inside of her thighs. The skin was so soft.
As his tongue teased its way to her pussy, the sweet scent of her sex drove him on, closer to the opening of her heaven. His fingers gently played with her labia as he teased her clitoris up from its hood. Claire was moaning and starting to squirm on the bed, “Oh God”, she was saying, her breath shortening and getting more intense. Des ran his tongue up and down her pussy opening before probing gently at first and then with more energy as he sought to taste her innermost place. She was wet and sweet tasting.
The intensity of her orgasm was building and Claire urged Des on, “Harder, more, again”, she was shouting. Des could feel it coming, her pussy was almost gushing juices and then she was there, screaming, “Yes, yes, yes you bastard”, as she subsided in ecstasy and pleasure. Des continued to lap at her pussy, enjoying the taste of his wife, his hard-on starting to ache. As he moved up Claire’s body to kiss her and share with her the luxury of her pussy, he rubbed his cock over her opening.
Looking at her, she gave the green light by saying, “Oh get that inside me now”. Because of the amount of precum and the pleasure still evident in Claire’s pussy, Des slid his cock inside effortlessly. He went slowly, knowing he was likely to explode his cum at any second with how turned on he was. Des adjusted his angle so that his cock was rubbing at the top of Claire’s pussy opening, bringing a gasp from her.
Des thrust in and pulled out, teasing Claire until she was not letting him withdraw any more. Those sexy legs, so strong from playing tennis, clamped around his waist as she ordered Des to fuck her hard and fast. His tempo increased and he started fucking her with all his might, his ball sack slapping against her as he went as deep as he could. And then Des knew he was there, the tingle and tenseness surging up his legs as his cock erupted, sending plumes of hot creamy spunk into Claire’s pussy.
They collapsed. They were exhausted from their endeavours but so excited at what the holiday would bring. With Des’s cum slowly seeping out of Claire’s pussy they drifted off to sleep in a state of contentment.
