Before I went to the Dominican Republic I had had 2 sexual partners,Bob, my current husband to be, and David, the father of my son Paul.
My name is Jill, and at the time, a 34 year old, happy with her lot, getting married for the second time to a kind, considerate man. It a was dream. Getting married on a sunshine island in the Carribean, I was so lucky. What i didnt realise was that i would arrive on my holiday a normally sexed person and leave an adulderess 6 times over.
A little about myself first. At the time I was Iwas a size 12, 36D Breasts which were still pert and firm (Bob couldnt keep his hands off them), I work in the leisure industry and have free access to gym`s all over the country, so am in good shape.
I had allways been a good wife, never saying no to sex with either of my partners. We were never adventurous, sex was allways in bed,2 or 3 positions, a quick feel before and a quick kiss after, then to sl**p. I was happy with my lot. This holiday was to change all that.
We were on the island for a week of our holliay, and had met 3 couples whom we met each night after dinner. Our all-inclusive hotel had its own private beach which Bob and i used everyday just to get the cooling breeze off the sea. It was the first time i had gone topless on holiday and the breeze seemed to have my nipples permanently errect. It turned Bob on watching me rub cream onto my firm breasts and the rest of my body. `Let me do it` he asked repeatedley. `NO` i repied `its to public,and we arent married yet` i teased him.
The 3 couples we met were all part of the same group. One couple (Pete and mary,who are in there late 60`s)had won this holiday in a competion, and were travelling with there daughter Jane and partner Neil, along with there friends Ian and Sue. Neil and Ian were ex soldiers and really big fit men. How fit I was to later find out.
We had travelled alone, not wanting any fuss from familly, this holiday was for us only. We needed 2 witnessses for our wedding, and Pete and Mary were only to happy to oblige. Each night after dinner we would all meet and have a lot ot wine and sample the local cocktails. The other 3 women didnt have a lot of staying power and were allways back to there apartments by 12. Sometimes the men would stay sometimes not. When the wine was flowing, the sexual inuendoes seemed to be in every other sentence, many of them in reference to my chest. Bob allways said, if youve got it flaunt it. So on holiday i did. I didnt wear a bra and put a good cleavage on display. Pete would give me a playful slap on the bum saying `if i was 20 years younger i would marry you myself`. He was a tall well made man and had been a successful buisnessman, used to getting his own way. I saw him a few times looking at me, trying to get a better look at my breasts or bum. It pleased me i could still turn a few heads, i felt that churning of the stomach feeling that sexual tention brings. The first week Bob was the benficiary of this tention and as soon as we were back to our room we were tearing our clothes off and mauling each other. I even gave Bob a blow job one night, something i rarely did. It makes me feel like i will gag and be sick, and Bob didnt like the taste of pussy, so we didnt do it. We had, by our standards, a good week of fucking, even doing it 3 times one day. It was all the sun i think. The thing that worried me, was that when Bobs 6"cock was sliding in and out of my wet pussy, it was Pete that i was thinking about. I was so wet, and f***ed Bob on faster and faster. Encouraging him to to slam into me harder and harder. I had never been vocal during sex, and here i was shouting for him to `FUCK ME FUCK ME`. I came like never before my juices gushing like a tap. Bob gave me a funny look and made a remark about me being suddenly different. I was, but laughed it off, saying it was the heat. Pete was the cause. But why?. Why would an old guy turn me on. Someone old enough to be my dad. Forget about it i told myself, your getting married in 2 days.
Those 2 days went quickly, the days sunning ourselves, the evenings eating drinking laughing, and of course Pete checking me out at every opportunity. I had even started dressing even more revealing just for him. I had a sheer silk frock on the night before the wedding, very figure hugging, and boy did it have the desired effect. Bobs eyes nearly popped out of his head when i appeared out of the bathroom in it. He tried to get me on the bed, but i told him he would have to wait till later. I had this sudden feeling of power. I felt so different. So in controll. Not like me at all. Any way, off we went to dinner. I felt a lot of mens eyes on me as the evening progressed, which was making me feel even stronger. When we met the gang in the bar the men stopped mid sentence and just stared at me. Ian and Neil wolf whistled there approval,much to the disapproval of Jane and Sue. Pete was there on his own as Mary had an upset tummy and wanted to get better for our big day. I found myself pleased she wasnt there. Whats wrong with me i asked myself but quickly dismissed the thought. That feeling was back in my tummy.
As it was the `last night of freedom` we all seemed to drink even more. The lads were plying Bob with the local rocket fuel rum and us girls were on the `my-ties`, the local cocktail. Pete was getting more adventurous and was giving my bum a squeese when no one was watching and kept saying `if i was 20 years younger`. I laughed it off, but could feel my thong getting more than slightly damp. I even had to check that my silk dress wasnt giving any tell tale signs of how i was feeling.
The other 2 girls were really pissed by 1 in the morning and Ian said he would walk them back but would return. By this time poor Bob was just about sl**ping he was so pissed, they had worked a real number on him. Ian returned, and we had another couple of drinks, which really finished Bob off. Pete was sitting next to me and had been touching my legs, saying how much he liked the feel of silk. `Oh yea`, the lads said `you are an old letch`. He replied `cant argue`. we laughed. Bob was asl**p.
They had to help me back with Bob. He was unable to walk, so the ex squaddies picked him up and carried him. Pete was my e****t, and put his arm around me for support. I was giggling so much, and staggering but Pete kept me up. At every chance me would grab my bum or boobs making it look like it was an accident. We got back, put Bob in the bedroom and the lads insisted on a drink. Like we needed more drink!! Pete put some music on and the lads got me up to dance. I was really into it. Ian checked on Bob. Pete was checking on me. He would dance with me telling the lads to sit down. It was a slow number so moved in close. The atmosphere was electric. I could feel the bulge in his trousers as he pulled me in close. His big hands slipped lower and cupped the cheeks of my bum. The lads were watching me, watching for my reaction. I should have pushed him away there and then but couldnt even move. The record finished and Pete stepped back. `Now Jill` he said. `Us lads have been watching you on the beach everyday, youve been jiggling ya tits and arse at us, deliberately showing that cute body of yours off. Every night youve teased us. And nows lass its pay back time.` I just stood there trembling. Trembling with trepidation. `Now first thing ya goner do, is very slowly take off the silk. We want a very private show of that body of yours. Now start.` All eyes were on me to see if i would do it. Too right i would. I just couldnt help it.
`SLOWLY` he emphasised again. I slipped the silk straps off my shoulders but stopped it falling off, catching it by cupping my braless breasts. I looked them all in the eye. I wanted this as much as they did. I let the dress slowly sink to the floor. My nipples both stood like bullets. My pussy was soaking, a big damp patch on my thong. They all took in the sight of my tanned very nervous aroused body. For about 30 secs nobody moved or spoke. Pete then said `those off to, then throw them here, I want them`. I stepped out of them, threw them to him and waited for the next order. He raised them to his nose, took a deep sniff, then showed the lads the wet briefs. `look here. Shes gagging for it.` I was standing with my hands over my crotch. `Hands away, lets see what youve got.` I moved my hands letting my full bush on view to them. `Thats better. Now what you are going to do you will do with no argument. ok?`. All i could do was nod. `shift the furniture` he said to the lads. `Now,Jill how good are you at sucking cock?` i didnt say anything. He dropped his trousers, and out sprang this semi erect 7" cock getting bigger by the second. My pussy hasnt taken any more than 6". Could i take this old mans monster? I went down on my knees taking his cock in both hands. It was over 8" now. There was no going back. I licked along the whole lenghth. I had to really stretch my mouth open to get the head in. It felt good. Better than all other attempts at it. I sucked him in as far as i could, getting about half his cock in my small mouth. From behind me, hands appeared on my breasts, squeesing my nipples really hard. A finger easilly slipped into my pussy,then 2 then 3. God, I was wet like never before. I slurped on this 8"beauty, moving my arse in time with the thrusts of the squelching fingers probing my insides. my breasts were heaving I was breathing so fast. Another cock appeared, then another as the lads wanted there turn. I took one in my mouth and wanked the other two. All three cocks were roughly the same lenghth but Ians was really thick as well. I could only get the head in my little mouth. It hadnt occured to me, that they might come in my mouth untill Neill unleashed a jet of come into my mouth. I was about to spit it out when Pete ordered me to swallow. I did, and thought it didnt taste as bad as i thought it would. Neil finished his orgasm, there was come on my face and my hair, Ian then unleashed his load and i managed to catch most in my mouth, god i was loving this. Pete said `im saving mine for that sweet little pussy of yours.
He lay me down on the floor and spread my legs pushing them in the air. He looked down at my womanhood and said `been looking forward to this all week ya little slut. Didnt think it might happen. Me and the boys been watching you and hoping. Now. Do you want some REAL man cock in ya slut cunt.?` He had 2 huge fingers probing my insides. Could i take his cock never mind the size of Ians. I meekly said yes just as he put his tounge on my clit and gave me an orgasm that put me on a high that i didnt come off for 2 hours. His tounge rasped over my pussy, delving into the folds and taking me places never visited before. He positioned me on my knees and made me beg for his cock, I was totally under there control and braced myself for the onslaught. I was shocked at how easy it slipped in, but still felt fuller than ever before. When it was all in me,he stopped for a moment then withdrew and slammed it back in. Stars were going off in my head. A cock was pushed into my mouth. i tried to suck for all i was worth but the trungeon pumelling my pussy stopped my rhythem. I came and came again. Pete pulled out spun me over and shot all over my breasts. `now scoop it up and eat it.` I did as i was told, enjoying every piece of it.
The rest of the night was a blur. Cock invading me continually, sperm in my mouth on my body in my well stretched pussy. They were relentless. I had taken Ians cock last of the three. It took him a while and patience to feed it in, but in it went. A thought came to me. When Bob and i `consumate` the wedding, my pussy will be taking a tiny cock compared to these three. I smiled to my self. I felt alive for the first time. Pete said they should be getting back, and we arranged our excuse as to why they were so late. Bobs d***ken state and getting him back was the gist of it, but before they left i had to blow them all. Pete gave me my orders for the wedding day and off they went, my thong in his pocket.
The wedding was 4.30 so recovery time was appeciated. Bob woke at 10 totally hung over and oblivious as to to the antics of his new wife to be. I had had a shower when my stallions left earlier, and a hot bath helped my body to recover slightly from the mauling it took earlier. While in the bath i carried out the first of my instructions. My full bush of pubic hair had to go. I Trimmed it down then carefully shaved all the hair off. It was so smooth, silky like my dress that had ended up on the floor. I smiled, and carressed my clit thinking of last night and what was to come today.
Pete said that I was to allow Bob to fuck me after the wedding but only once and I wasnt to come.
The day was a great one, the women apologising for the men getting bob d***k. I went red but they didnt notice. After the ceremony and our celebration meal, Bob and i went back and he made love in the old same way. I shocked him by taking him in my mouth, telling him it was a really special treat. I gave him the benifit of my new skill, letting him come in my mouth for the first time ever.He was stunned, but was like a cat who had got the cream. As ordered i hadnt come.
We joined them all by the pool bar. Mary was still off colour and had left early. Pete sid he thought he had left his mobile in our room so we set off too get it. Bob played pool with the lads. We didnt get far. Pete wanted to check my new look pussy. I told him my new married pussy had not had a load deposited yet, telling him about the blow job on Bob. He was pleased about this and lifted my dress, pulled my knicks to one side and admired the view. We didnt have time to do much more, but he did finger fuck me to orgasm.
My sexual awakening was complete 3 days later when I went on a fishing trip with the 3 men. Bob had the runs and the other women went to a market shopping. The men would entertain me they said. I blushed again. Nobody noticed.
It was a small boat with 2 guys, the boats owner and us 4. I saw the 2 new guys giving me a good look and the captain, a scruffy weather beaten guy was mentally stripping me. Pete spoke to the men away from me, they all laughed while throwing a glance at me. The boat set off and I made myself comfortable. We sailed for about half an hour. Pete came over and whispered `clothes off. NOW`. I looked around all of them had there cocks out, big smiles on there faces. For the next 3 hours i sucked cock, fucked cock and basically lived cock. The captain had been given priority. I had to put on a show. The show was good and i drank his come like the slut i now was. All the men came in my mouth and pussy time and time again. One new guy tried my arse, i allowed him to finger my puckered hole but not to fuck it. Pete whispered `if i wanted it i would have it` I looked at him, knowing he was right. I was his.
The holiday was coming to an end. Bob was getting blowjobs on request now. He loved me and my new shaven pussy. I would introduce to him my new skills over a period of time. Pete and Ian got a blow job and a quick fuck the morning we left. And that was it i thought. Ian gave me his mobile no telling (not asking)me to ring him next day. He didnt live that far from me, and that he had plans for me. He was taking over from Pete.
I did meet him, and became a porn lover because of him. He made me confess our story. If you like our story i will tell you more.
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