A few months had passed since having friends stay at our house over the summer, and we were due for another vacation. Our old friend, Eric and his new wife Kelly (names changed), had invited us and another couple to go with them to Cabo San Lucas for a few days. We couldn’t wait. It had been months since I had seen Eric, and I wondered how the dynamic between us would feel now that he was married.
My husband still enjoyed hearing my Hotpast stories of Eric and myself, and it was always fun to recall the night when he and Eric were out of town together and I sent them both naughty photos throughout the evening. Even now, the slightest hint of sexual tension continued to linger between us whenever we saw each other. We knew that whatever Cabo would bring, it would be fun.
Arriving in Mexico is always such a thrill. The climate, the culture, the cuisine. It is all so welcoming and uplifting. So, by the time we made it from the airport to the house we were renting, we were all in excellent spirits. The six of us toured the house and met the kind staff who would be attending to us while we were there. The balcony views were spectacular as we looked out onto the ocean, and the greenery surrounding us on either side gave the feel of us being the only people on that side of the peninsula.
Once we had become familiarized with the house and grounds, we all went to our respective rooms to change for the beach. As I slipped out of my clothes, I noticed my husband watching me from across the room with a sly grin. He walked over to me in just his unbuttoned jeans (incredibly arousing for me), and took me in his arms. As he kissed me, he began to whisper sweet nothings about how sexy my swimsuits were and how great my ass would look in the dresses I packed.
He kissed my neck and slid his hand down to the small of my back. Cupping my ass in his hands, he kissed my mouth and pulled me back towards him until we fell into the bed together. I raised over him and worked his jeans down and off his legs. His hardness was immediate. I couldn’t resist a touch as I returned to my hands and knees.
Lowering myself down slightly, I let my breasts trace along the insides of his thighs, my nipples perking up at the feel of him against me. With each passing graze, I brought my nipples closer and closer to his throbbing cock, teasing him in the best way imaginable. I finally let the wetness from my mouth drip onto him and pressed my body down hard. Positioning him between my breasts, I began to slide length of his shaft as I looked him in the eye. He was rigid as his tip disappeared and reappeared between my heaving breasts, and he needed more of me.
Rolling me over, he left me on my knees, but put a hand on my back to press my shoulders down into the soft bed. Holding my waist in one hand, he positioned the tip just at my opening. I was already beginning to swell and open for him. Wet in anticipation. I shifted my hips and felt him plunge into me. I cried out in pleasure, feeling my creamy wetness running down the inside of my legs.
He reached forward and took a hold of my hair, tugging gently as he continued to thrust behind me. With his free hand, he swatted my ass and squeezed my waist, pulling me into him ever harder. My pussy tightened around him and I felt my core tense. Moaning, I buried my mouth in the bedsheets as I came, begging him to cum with me. He answered before I could complete my request and spilled his seed deep with me, holding my hips tightly until the last drop was spent.
He laid next to me in bed for a moment, and I felt his cum begin to drip out of me. The most sensual and erotic feeling. Sitting up, I grabbed my red bikini and slipped it on just as I was, soaking up the wetness between my legs in the process. We hurried to get ready from there as everyone else was waiting on us at this point.
We took a golf cart down to the beach and were greeted by the most stunning views. The water was crystal clear and the beach was deserted as far as we could see. Being the only ones there, us girls decided to take our tops off for a dip in the water. Even from behind his sunglasses, I could feel Eric’s eyes on me as I pulled the string behind my back to undo my top.
We all walked along the beach and played for a while in the water, then decided to go back to the house to clean up before dinner. I took a quick moment to lay out on our terrace before showering. There was an outdoor shower attached to our room, so I opted to use that instead of the one in our bathroom. (Can you really blame me?) I had never showered outdoors before, but the feel of the hot water dripping off my body as the breeze blew against my skin was like nothing I had ever experienced. It gave me an extra lift as I readied myself for our dinner.
The chef outdid himself with the food. As much as we all enjoyed the cuisine, I was enjoying the thrill of knowing that my low-cut dress was inviting more eyes to look than just my husband’s. The wine and occasional tequila continued to flow through dessert until we decided to call it for the night, knowing tomorrow would bring more fun.
The libations began to work their magic as my husband and I walked into our room. Our bodies tingled for one another, but also ached for something more. We had been texting casually with Jack and Annie throughout the day, and they knew we were on vacation. Our phones had a few missed messages from dinner, so we decided to check in before finishing the evening.
They wanted to hear how the rest of the night was, and our conversation went from casual to flirty in a matter of minutes. We began to text about what we would be doing if we were all together in that moment. My husband told Annie how he wanted to taste her wetness. Jack described how he wanted me to strip for him as he stroked himself. I decided to show him exactly that.
There’s something sensual and intimate about giving someone a strip tease, but I had never done it virtually. My husband held the camera to film me for Jack. A blaze of excitement burned through me as I spoke to Jack as though he was on the other end of the phone. I traced my hands over my body, pulling at my dress to remove it slowly. Erotically. I caught glimpses of my husband smiling from behind the camera as my dress dropped to the floor in a puddle around my ankles.
Stepping out of it, I turned to the window behind me and grabbed the drawn curtains, pulling gently on them to give the feel of how I’d pull Jack into me. Facing the camera once again, I drug my hand up my stomach and past my breasts to place a finger in my mouth. Wetting it against my tongue, I let it fall slowly down to my soft opening and smoothly slipped it in. I knew my husband was getting hard as he watched me finger myself for Jack. I moved inside me the way I remembered Jack had done. Deeper. Faster. Until I began to squirt all over my legs and the floor, soaking my dress at my feet.
With that, my husband tossed the phone on the desk next to him, took the remainder of his clothes off, and told me to lie on the bed. He grabbed my ankles and pinned them up so that I was fully exposed to him as he pushed into me. I squeezed my breasts as they bounced with every thrust he gave, my nipples becoming taut at the touch of my fingertips. I could feel my husband bottoming out in me as he kept my legs pulled up. Stretching me. Filling me. Pushing me to my brink. My eyes closed as I came on his hardness, feeling myself clench down around him. That’s all it took for him to reach his climax and he pulled out of me to pump his thick ropes all over my stomach and smooth pussy lips. We collapsed in the bed and fell asleep soon after. It wasn’t until the next morning that Jack got his video from me. But surely it was worth the wait.
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