I want to tell you a true story about the only time my wife or I have done
anything sexually exciting with another person. Last summer, my wife, Sherrie,
went fishing for 3 days on Padre Island, just South of Corpus Christi, Texas.
One of the main reasons I bought a bay boat was to give my wife a chance to
strip down and enjoy the rays while on the lakes near San Antonio. Of course,
while watching my wife take off her clothes has always given me a solid steel
boner, I also happen to be a fishing enthusiast (to say the least). Many people
will recognize the names Shamrock Cove, JFK causeway, and the King Ranch
Shoreline. They are popular spots for boats full of fishermen who are trying
their luck for trout and red fish. We got an early start at Shamrock cove on the
first day and were on the water at dawn. An hour later the sun was already hot.
We drifted with the wind and current along with many other boats, but we looked
a bit different. First of all, I was the only one fishing. Sherrie was laying on
the front deck, oiling her skin and looking good in a bright blue bikini that I
bought at Dillard's. About two weeks earlier, I took her to a topless bar in San
Antonio named Wild Zebra. Its not a classy place, but it tends to have decent
dancers with a good attitude. Sherrie wanted to see a topless joint close up--to
really see what goes on with lap dances, stage dances and with the
dancer/customer interactions. We drank beer and watched some lap dances that
were in process less than 5' from us. Sherrie was watching intently. I got a lap
dance where the dancer pulled her G-string mostly off--giving both of us a
perfect view of her pussy--which was totally shaven and smooth. This made a real
impression on Sherrie and she couldn't stop talking about it. It was Thursday
night and they had a section for women with male dancers. It was totally blocked
off from the main area and you couldn't see or hear what was in there except
when the door opened or shut. Sherrie wasn't interested in going in there....she
wanted to stay with me. Finally, I convinced her to check it out and I handed
her around $80. About 10 minutes later she came out and asked in an almost out
of breath quickness, "Can I have some more money?". I gave her a look of mild
surprise and gave her a $100. She took it without a word and headed back to the
door. She came out about an hour later and we left. She was in a kind of
shock...really. She told me that she started giving them $10's and they would
dance real close while she wrapped her arms around their legs, felt their asses,
and lightly traced her tongue over their dicks through their G-Strings. She said
it like she couldn't even believe it....and to say that I was surprised was an
understatement. She said that one of the dancers was a guy that had been a day
care instructor at my son's daycare about two years ago. He recognized her and
when he talked to her, he said things that made her so hot that, one on song,
she opened her blouse, exposing her breasts and rubbed them on his back as he
gyrated between her legs while she sat in a chair and fondled his dick with both
hands. This guy gave her a whole stack of free passes and danced for her
exclusively for 30 minutes. She looked at me with that "I can't believe I did
that look". She was excited but confused by how hot she was. I was glad she got
off to it so much and we talked about constantly for the next two weeks..
Sherrie was hot beyond belief during those two weeks. She shaved her pussy and
started sunbathing in our backyard totally nude. I enjoyed it and watched her
while I exercised on my Nordic Trac. I loved the show but I was a little shaken
up about her sudden change in attitude. I mean, she was pretty much in plain
site of our neighbors, and although I don't know if they saw her, (we have an
acre and some trees) Sherrie obviously had a total disregard for the
possibility. This is the kind of attitude that I had always wanted her to have,
but now that she was doing it without any prompting from me, I started to
realize that it gave me something to "deal" with. Was she just having fun, or
had she reached a new level in sexiness? I think it wasn't the fun so much...it
was the "out of control" feeling that was so intoxicating to her. She thought
and talked about it constantly....... As soon as we started our second drift,
Sherrie took off her top and laid out on the front of the boat in plain view of
anyone close enough to see her. 30 seconds later when she took off the bottoms
and was totally nude, totally shaven and looking very hot with a layer of shiny
oil. The first fisherman on each boat who saw her couldn't help but to react by
immediately pointing her out to his companions in a hectic manner. Then they
would all turn in unison and scope her out till we drifted too far away. I
cruised through the intercostals canal where about a mile of boats were anchored
in the channel and shoulder to shoulder wade fisherman were working over an
obviously hot spot. But all fishing activity came to a halt as we idled by.
Sherrie had her eyes closed with sun glasses on and nothing else. We went by
over a hundred fishermen at 5 mph within 20 yards. The excitement caused the
line of fishermen to go into a "wave" of sorts as they all saw her and strained
their eye balls. Sherrie never said a word nor acknowledged their looks. She
laid motionless as if asleep. Believe me, I have fished there many days and have
never even seen a woman--much less a totally nude blonde cruising slowly by a
close range. This was a big event. We got to the end of the line of boats, went
about 200 yards farther and anchored. We weren't alone for long because several
"waders" that we had passed by were now "heading" our way. I put the top up and
sat in the shade holding my fishing pole.. Sherrie continued to lay in the sun.
One wader finally got close enough that he said hello to Sherrie and asked her
"how it was going?" She leaned up a bit and waved to him without saying
anything. He came closer....looking at me now instead of her. I said nothing and
pretended to be oblivious to the whole thing. He looked back at her. He walked
right up to the boat and the deck was at the level of his chest so he leaned his
arms on the boat and started up a conversation with Sherrie. I watched with a
slight tremble but full attention as she leaned up on one arm and talked to the
guy. She didn't shy away a bit and in fact sort of encouraged the guy by being
so casual about the situation. In about a minute he was sitting next to her and
rubbing oil on her back, her tits, and finally to her pussy. I stood with my jaw
open. I had a raging hard on, I was totally sober, it was about noon in broad
daylight, and.....I was beyond astonished. They almost immediately moved to the
bottom of the boat where walls about 3' high blocked outside view. Sherrie
pulled down his shorts, put him on his back and straddled him without so much as
a word, a kiss, or anything else. His back was to me and I could see her face
but not his. She didn't make a sound but she was literally in a trance as she
fucked him furiously. He didn't make it more than 30 seconds till he came.
Sherrie continued a humping motion even after she got off him. She wouldn't look
at me and she started to cry. The guy put his shorts on, said something to her
and waded off back to his buddies who were trying to watch but could only see
Sherrie from about the tits up as she briefly fucked him. She motioned for me to
come hold her and when I got near, she took my shorts off and literally begged
me to sit down. She mounted me as I sat on the bait well padded lid--which was
above the boat wall level and in plain sight. Man I would be lying if I didn't
admit that I was very, very uncomfortable with this whole thing. Sherrie had
never been so wet, so hot....she fucked me hard for about 30 seconds before she
came with a series of 4 or 5 explosions that lasted for about 10 seconds each.
She normally is loud when she comes, but this time she hardly made a sound
although her mouth was open like she was screaming but no sound was coming out.
She put her head on my shoulder and cried like a baby. She asked "if we could
please go?", and I realized that those were the first words spoken between us
since daylight. It was weird and my muscles were shaking. I could not stop
shaking to save my life. We got our clothes on and headed back to the dock.
Sherrie walked to the truck wearing the bikini and all the men around were
watching her and talking excitedly. Everyone had seen her--I mean you could feel
the electricity in air. I just wanted to get out of there--hell, I didn't even
climax--and that only happened about 1 time out of 1000 for me. Not cumming is
not an option for me normally. When we got on the road, we had to go about 15
miles with just National Seashore on each side. No development, no houses. I
pulled over to get a coke out of the back. When I got back in. Sherrie wasn't
wearing her bottoms. She started kissing me and I realized that we were going to
fuck right there on the side of the road. I remember looking at myself in the
rear view mirror and thinking that this was like a movie--it was that
unbelievable to me. I had just seen my wife flash every guy in the bay; seen her
fuck----repeat...fuck...a guy right in front me; fuck me in the wide open, and
now she fucked me hard and fast on the side of the road. In only 8 or 10
thrusts, she came wildly and screamed loudly. Her first orgasm lasted 15 or 20
seconds and then after about 10 more thrusts, she would start cumming again for
another 15 seconds. This happened 4 or 5 times and now I had to control myself
to keep from laughing. It was so incredulous that it was almost funny. She came
more in that 5 minutes than she does in a month normally....intensely...no
beyond intense...these climaxes were off the scale. I held out for a respectable
time and my climax was decent but not incredible. I really was in a kind of
shock. We didn't even talk about it much after that. Sherrie continued to shave
her pussy, but she has never been hot like she was that day. Sometimes I try to
bring it up...and she listens to me talk about it...but she never adds any
conversation. All she said was that she didn't even know what she was doing when
she fucked that guy....she was so hot that she sort of "lost the ability to
think". She doesn't apologize about it mind you---she just seems a bit puzzled
over the whole thing. She liked it and is afraid to talk about it directly with
me. It makes my dick like a rock when I re-live that day and I know she is
fearful that I am going to freak out over her sexual tendencies. Last night I
told her that I wanted to have a threesome for her birthday, (which is soon) and
she got very hot and we had incredible sex...Sherrie must have cum 10 times. She
told me tonight at dinner that she got so wet during the day today that she had
a wet spot on the back of her skirt and had to dry it in the bathroom on a hand
air blower. She has "someone" in mind and wants to meet for lunch tomorrow. I'm
up writing this, on April 3rd, and tomorrow afternoon...I may be at a hotel
fucking my wife with another man. Its like a movie.
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