The first day in New Orleans had been an incredible experience. The morning sun was just peeking through the curtains now as I snuggled down in the soft sheets and smiled, thinking about the day before. Delicious food. Amazing music. Sexy deeds. I turned my body to face my husband. He was still sound asleep, most likely exhausted from having Christine and myself take care of him just hours ago, I mused. It had been so arousing for me and her husband to watch as she pleasured my husband before we said goodnight. I smiled again as I hopped out of bed to freshen up for the day.
Turning on the water to the shower, I checked my phone for messages as the water warmed. I had one missed text from Michael in the middle of the night. He had been up late and was thinking of me. An attached photo showed me just what the thought of me did to him. My eyes lit up with lust in looking at his toned abs and slight V line as he pulled his boxer briefs down for the photo. I teased him a bit in my reply that it looked like he could have used some company to take care of that. Placing my phone down, I stepped into the shower and let my mind trail off for a bit as the water rained down on me. I lathered my soap and traced my hands along my skin, feeling the smooth sensation of the bubbles on me. All the while I imagined it being Michael’s hands washing me.
My fingers outlined my nipples until they were hard. I traced down my back and ass a little slower than usual. Slipping my hands around to the front, I circled my clit for a moment before sliding a finger inside myself. Even with the shower water, I was wet. I leaned back against the shower wall and pulsed my finger in me, thinking of Michael’s body pressed against mine. My body tightened quickly at that thought. I let out a slight moan in the water as I started to cum, shaking and holding on to the wall for support.
My husband came into the bathroom just as I was toweling off. I smiled as I stepped out of the shower and crossed over to him, giving him a kiss and telling him what I had done in the shower to the thought of Michael. He grinned and gave a little tsk tsk sound with his mouth. “Oh, you naughty girl,” he said as he reached down between my legs to confirm my behavior. I was still a bit swollen and the feel of my husband’s hand on me made me instantly wet again. Knowing we didn’t have much time before we were to see our friends for the day, my husband turned me towards the counter and bent me at the waist as I supported myself there. He pulled my towel away and slid into me in one swift motion. It didn’t take either of us long to find our release.
We cleaned up and went downstairs to have a quick breakfast before heading to the pool. Our group was eager to get the day started as the weather was perfect for sunbathing. We made our way to the rooftop pool and found a large area for our group to lounge for the day. The hours flew by as we mingled with ourselves and others. There were many groups at the pool that day, some for birthdays, others for bachelor or bachelorette parties. One guy in particular caught my eye that afternoon. He was with a larger group of guys for a bachelor party. They happened to be near the bar, so it was easy enough to find an excuse to walk by them.
They had been ordering some kind of shot all afternoon and I was curious as to what it was. Swimming over to my husband, I told him I wanted to find out. With a wink, he told me to have fun. It made me smile to know that he was watching me go to flirt with another guy. I approached the group and eased in to casual conversation about who the bachelor was and what a fun group they were. They asked about my group and commented about how beautiful all the ladies were. They ordered another round of shots and let me give a rousing toast to the bachelor. The guy I had my eye on swam closer to me and commented on my swimsuit. I grinned at his simple compliment, but had to almost bite my lip at his physique. From a distance earlier, I hadn’t realized how muscular he was. It was hard to take my eyes off his shoulders and chest as we chatted, and I was thankful for my sunglasses to hide my wandering gaze.
He asked me about my exercise routines which led to an easy opening for each of us to appreciate the other’s muscle tone. My hands slipped over his biceps and gave his shoulders a squeeze. He went slightly lower to my stomach and abs. I let him trace a finger around my stomach and stepped closer to him until our bodies grazed along one another. Finally, he broke. Laughing nervously, he commented that my breasts looked incredible in my swimsuit. It wasn’t a topless pool, but I leaned into him a bit and carefully peeled back my triangle top. “These breasts?” I showed him for a moment before placing the fabric back where it belonged. He fumbled with his words and we both laughed. I knew my husband had been watching and I couldn’t wait to get back to him and share in the fun. Giving my new friend a quick kiss on the cheek, I said my goodbye to the group and swam back to my area. My husband kissed me deeply for the guy and his friends to see, making me feel all tingly as he did so. I loved how he enjoys showing me off. But I love even more when he reclaims me again.
We finished the afternoon at the pool and headed back to our rooms to clean up for dinner. We were going out to a nicer restaurant that night and I had packed a sexy black lingerie set to wear under my dress. My husband and I had finished showering and were starting to get dressed when Matt and Christine called to come over and get ready together. I cracked our door so that they could come in and continued do my hair in the bathroom. I could hear them walk in and I stepped out to say hi. Christine was already dressed and looked stunning in a tight white skirt and black top. She and Matt sat on the sofa and were chatting with my husband who had found his way to a chair.
The conversation turned flirty quickly and touched on the night before when Christine had orally pleasured my husband. We were all in agreement as to how sexy that was, and Matt commented how hot it was to watch. Then he wondered aloud how different my style would be from Christine’s and what it might be like to watch that. It was all the encouragement I needed, and I could see how thrilled my husband was at the idea. I crossed over to him and sank down to my knees. I was just in my bra and some nightie shorts as I pulled at my husband’s waist band. I could see through his shorts that he was already hard.
Freeing him from his clothing, I grasped his rigid cock in my hand and pumped him slowly as I let wetness from my mouth drip down onto him. My hand ran smoothly up and down his shaft as he gave in to the pleasure. Finally, I lowered my head and wrapped my lips around his head, letting the ridge edge in and out of my mouth before I took him fully to the base. I gripped below his shaft tightly in my hands as my tongue swirled along the base of him. I could taste his precum dripping into the back of my throat. Moaning on him, I let my head bounce and my hands followed along his cock. I was so aroused, and I could feel my nipples tighten in my lacy bra as I sucked my husband in front of Matt and Christine.
I could hear his breathing change. It was rapid and heavy. His hands ran through my hair and held me at the nape of my neck as he started to cum. I held my mouth still as my hands milked out every last drop of him. There was so much. I had to swallow half way through as he filled up my little mouth. Panting, my husband laid back in the chair as I stood and licked my lips clean. Matt teased that his appetite was completely satisfied and he wasn’t even thinking of dinner now.
We all laughed but knew we had to get ready for the night out, as others would be waiting for us. I hurried back into the bathroom to dress and once again saw a message from Michael. He knew I would be going out that night and wanted a pic of me having fun. As I responded, my husband came in and held me from behind so that he could read my message. I couldn’t help but pulse between my legs as my husband whispered to me that I’d get plenty of fun pictures to send tonight… and that perhaps sometime soon, I’d be able to send some back to my husband while out with Michael…
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