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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

Following on from my recent 'French beach fun' story, a story that was 90% true a few years ago, this story is truly in my mind as a fantasy that I would love to happen..... So here goes.

Part 1

I stepped off the plane in Lanzarote, the Canary Islands' volcanic paradise, feeling the warm trade winds whip through my hair. It was my kind of escape—a naturist resort tucked away on the eastern coast, where clothes were optional and inhibitions were left at the gate. At 48, I was in peak form: 5'11", 170 pounds of lean muscle from years of water skiing on some lakes near my home in Worcestershire, highly competitive squash games that left my opponents drenched in sweat, and tennis matches under the English sun (when it deigned to show up).

My grey-silver blonde hair was cropped short, my blue eyes sharp, and as a financial consultant, I had the freedom to take these trips whenever the urge struck. Separated for five years, I had no interest in settling down. My sex life was a whirlwind of older single women, married ladies seeking thrills outside their vows, and couples where the husband couldn't quite measure up—literally or figuratively—and got a kick out of watching his wife get what she needed. Sometimes they were true cuckolds, their arousal tied to their own inadequacy. Me? I was well-equipped for the role: 7.5 inches when erect, shaved smooth down there, with stamina for repeats and loads that could flood a river.

The resort was a dream—golden beaches fringed by black lava rocks, infinity pools overlooking the Atlantic, and bungalows with private patios for discreet encounters. I checked in, ditched my clothes in my room, and headed straight for the main beach area. The sun baked my skin, the breeze teasing my exposed cock as it swung freely. I felt alive, predatory in the best way.

That's when I spotted them. A couple on matching sun loungers under a thatched umbrella. The man was older than me, maybe 51, with a soft dad bod—5'7", 200 pounds, a beer gut spilling over like he'd spent too many nights in the pub. He had a shaved bald head, no hair to speak of, and was nursing a cold beer while scrolling his phone. His pubic area was a dark, unkempt mess, and his small penis—probably 5 inches at best when hard—lay limp against his thigh. He looked like the type who preferred watching football on TV over any real activity.

But the woman... she was something else. Tall and lithe at 5'8", a size 10 dress that would hug her curves perfectly if she were wearing one. Long, toned legs from what had to be regular gym sessions, yoga, and tennis. Her 34B breasts were pert and firm, no sag despite her age—nipples medium-sized and dark pink, the left one pierced with a small silver barbell that caught the light. Long blonde hair cascaded down her back, blue eyes sparkled with a Nordic intensity, high cheekbones giving her a youthful glow that shaved at least 10 years off her 46. Her ass was well-formed, fit without excess, and her pussy was shaved smooth except for a neat downy blonde landing strip. A small belly piercing glinted above it. She had the body of a woman who'd borne two kids but looked like she'd never missed a workout. She lay there reading a romance novel, but her eyes flicked up now and then, scanning the beach with a mix of shyness and unspoken desire.

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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

Ah, ok.Guess no interest in this one.

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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

I'm giving this a final bump to gauge any interest. This is written as a multi part fantasy story that will involve 3somes, cuckolding and a 4some. If no significant response, I'll let it die

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By *M1712Man
20 weeks ago

bude

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By *incs ImpMan
20 weeks ago

Lincoln

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By *99cjbMan
20 weeks ago

Grantham

Keep going

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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

Thank you...I will then

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By *ral4fun69Man
20 weeks ago

Near Warrington

Would love to hear more

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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

Part 2

I chose a lounger just a few feet away, spreading my towel and reclining naked, my athletic build on full display—strong chest, defined arms, smooth groin. She noticed me immediately. Her gaze lingered on my body, tracing the lines of my muscles down to my cock, which hung heavy in the heat. We made fleeting eye contact, she blushed, looking quickly back to her book, then to her husband.

"Beautiful day for it," I said casually, my Worcestershire accent carrying over the gentle waves.

The man looked up, squinting against the sun. "Aye, couldn't ask for better. It's our first time at a place like this. I' m James, and this is my wife, Karen."

I stood, leaned over Karen extended a hand to James, my cock swaying slightly as I did. "Mark. Pleasure."

James shook it with a firm but unenthusiastic grip, his eyes briefly flicking down but showing no reaction. Karen sat up a bit, her breasts jiggling enticingly, and shook my hand too. Her palm was warm, her touch lingering a second longer than necessary. "Hi, Mark," she said softly, her voice shy and nervous, but her blue eyes locked on mine with a spark of interest. Up close, she was even more stunning—her tan even, her skin smooth, and I caught a whiff of sunscreen mixed with something floral.

We fell into easy conversation. They were from near Walsall in the West Midlands, married 22 years, with two grown kids who'd left home. James managed a logistics warehouse, a desk job that kept him mostly sedentary. "Love me beer and footy," he said with a chuckle. "Man United through and through. You?"

"Not much of a watcher," I replied. "More into doing—water skiing, squash, tennis. Keeps me fit."

Karen leaned in, her book forgotten. "That sounds exciting. I play tennis myself, and yoga. Helps with... everything." Her eyes darted to my body again, and she crossed her legs, but not before I noticed a subtle sheen between her thighs.

As the sun climbed higher, the heat became intense. "Both fancy a dip to cool off?" I suggested.

James waved it off. "Nah, I'm good here with my pint. You two go ahead."

Karen hesitated, glancing at him with that shy nervousness, but then stood. "Sure, why not?" She said it casually, but there was a flirt in her tone when James wasn't looking.

We waded into the warm Atlantic, the waves gently lapping at our naked bodies. Out of James's earshot, Karen's shyness cracked. "This place is so liberating," she murmured, her long legs kicking gracefully as we swam side by side. "No clothes, no pretences."

"It's all about freedom," I agreed, swimming closer until our arms brushed. "Letting go of what's holding you back." My hand accidentally— or perhaps not—grazed her hip underwater, and she didn't pull away. Her pierced nipple hardened visibly in the cool water, and she bit her lip.

We floated for a while, talking about life. She confessed she looked younger than her age because of her fitness regime, but there was an undercurrent of dissatisfaction. "James is a good man, but... routine sets in after 22 years."

"I know the feeling," I said. "That's why I stay single. Variety keeps things alive."

Her eyes flicked down to the water, where my cock was semi-hard from the proximity to Karen's beautiful naked body. "Variety sounds..err, very. tempting."

Back on the beach, James had dozed off, his beer bottle tipping precariously. Karen toweled off slowly, her movements deliberate, the towel grazing her landing strip and making her breasts bounce. "He's always like that after a few," she whispered to me, a hint of frustration in her voice. "Prefers his comforts."

"And what do you prefer?" I asked, my voice low, standing close enough to feel the heat from her body.

She looked up, flustered but intrigued. "Something more... adventurous. But I'm not sure how to ask for it."

The seed was planted.

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By *oppy12Man
20 weeks ago

Swindon

Sounding very good !!

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By *ral4fun69Man
20 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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By *atureguycorkMan
20 weeks ago

Southside

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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

Part 3

Later that evening, we crossed paths at the open-air bar. The resort encouraged nudity, but Karen had draped a sheer sarong over her body, the fabric so thin it outlined her nipples and the curve of her ass. It was sexy, flirtatious, coquettish. James wore loose shorts, his dad bod on display, while I stayed fully nude, carrying a towel, draped over my shoukders, to sit on when needed, my cock resting against my thigh. We ordered rum cocktails—something tropical to match the vibe—and our conversation flowed freely.

James talked about his work, complaining about supply chain issues, but Karen's foot found mine under the table, her toes tracing my calf when he looked away. "Tell me more about your life in Worcester," she said, her eyes sparkling. "It sounds so active."

I leaned in. "It's all about balance. Work hard, play harder. No strings, just enjoyment, letting my hair down."

When James excused himself to the bathroom, Karen's shyness vanished. "You're so confident, Mark. The way you carry yourself... it's turning me on." Her hand brushed my arm, and she glanced down at my cock, which twitched in response.

"I can tell," I said, nodding to her hard nipples poking through the sarong. "You deserve to feel desired, Karen, you are beautiful."

She blushed but didn't deny it. "James... he tries, but sex is once a week, quick and done. No foreplay, no oral. I want more, but I don't want to cheat. Maybe I need, maybe we need to force the situation, here on holiday."

James returned, and the night ended with polite goodbyes, but the tension hung thick in the air, wondering how things would pan out in the coming days. I was enjoying her company.

After a lazy late breakfast the next morning, I found them at the infinity pool. James lounged in the shade, reading a newspaper, his beer gut glistening with sweat and oil. Karen was oiled up too, her tanned skin shining like gold, legs stretched out, landing strip neatly trimmed. I joined them, pulling up a lounger.

"Morning. Sleep well?"

"Like a log," James said.

Karen smiled coyly. "Dreamt of adventures."

Conversation turned personal as the sun rose. I steered it gently. "Naturism like this opens up minds. Ever thought about... exploring boundaries in your marriage in an easy free location like this, away from the constraints of everyday life at home?"

James chuckled awkwardly. "We're pretty vanilla . Once a week, at the weekend. Suits us."

Karen shot him a look, then to me. "Maybe it's time for a change. Hypothetically, what if we... shared experiences?"

James paused, his small penis stirring slightly under his towel. "If it made her happy, I suppose."

The interplay had begun. Over a lunch of fresh grilled fish, salads, and white wine, Karen began to flirt more openly when James stepped away to get refills. "Your body's amazing, Mark. Strong, shaved smooth... James is sweet, but he is mess down there, and he lasts such a short time. I need orgasms, intensity, not my fingers or toys when he us asleep."

"Tell me what you want," I whispered, my hand on her knee under the table.

" To be taken, while he watches. To feel full, to cum hard."

I nodded. "I can give you that."

When James returned, I tested the waters. "Karen mentioned wanting excitement. What do you think, James? Ever fantasized about seeing Karen having fun with someone else?"

He shifted, his face reddening, but his eyes showed intrigue. "Dunno, never really thought about it. I suppose if it's what she wants, we could think about it..."

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By *ral4fun69Man
20 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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By *oppy12Man
20 weeks ago

Swindon

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By (user no longer on site)
20 weeks ago

Amazing

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By *orthampton jamesMan
20 weeks ago

Northampton

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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

Part 4

That afternoon, we played tennis on the resort's nude courts. Karen's body was a sight—long legs flexing, ass firm as she bent for balls, breasts bouncing with each swing. I partnered with her against James, who puffed and panted after a few rallies, his dad bod not up to the task, but to be fair , it was an assymetric game with just the 3 of us. My cock swung freely, semi-hard from watching her, and she noticed, giggling when we high-fived.

After the game, sweating and flushed, Karen suggested the shower and sauna. "To relax those muscles."

The steam room was empty, hot mist enveloping us. James sat on one bench, Karen and I on the opposite. The heat built, bodies slick with sweat. Karen's nipples hardened, her landing strip damp. I spread my legs, my cock thickening visibly. "This feels incredible," she sighed, her hand resting my thigh.

James watched, his own penis stirring amid his unkempt pubes.

Emboldened, Karen leaned in and kissed me. Tentative at first, then deep, her tongue exploring. I cupped her breast, thumbing the pierced nipple, making her moan. "Oh God..."

James gasped but didn't intervene. His hand went to his cock, stroking slowly.

"Watch, James," Karen said, her voice shaky but determined. "See what I need, I want it.....now."

My fingers slid between her legs, finding her soaked pussy. I circled her clit, dipping inside, while she stroked my 7.5 inches, now fully erect. "So big, so smooth," she whispered.

We couldn't stop there. "My bungalow," I said.

We hurried back, the air cool on our heated skin. Inside, AC blasting, Karen pushed me onto the bed. "Eat me first," she commanded, straddling my face. I obliged, tongue lapping her clit, sucking the landing strip, fingers curling inside her. She ground down, her juices flowing, and came hard, shuddering with a cry that echoed off the walls. "Yes, Mark! Fuck!"

James sat in an armchair, his 5-inch cock hard, stroking as he watched his wife sexually unravel.

Karen slid down, impaling herself on my cock. "Fill me," she begged, riding slow then fast, her pert breasts bouncing, pierced nipple glinting. I thrust up, hands on her firm ass, spanking lightly. She clenched, orgasming again, her walls milking me.

We switched to doggy—her on all fours, ass high. I entered her from behind, pounding deep, balls slapping her clit. "Harder, dominate me!" she cried.

James murmured, "You're beautiful like this, Karen..."

I felt her cum a third time, then pulled out, flipping her to missionary—a twist on their routine. I went slow, teasing, then fast, deep strokes hitting her G-spot. "Cum in me, please!"

I exploded, shooting thick ropes of sperm deep inside, my stamina holding for more if needed.

James came in his hand, quietly, his eyes never leaving us.

We collapsed, Karen between me and the bed, panting. "That was... everything I've wanted," she said, kissing me.

James nodded. "Seeing you happy like that... it's hot."

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By (user no longer on site)
20 weeks ago

Omg so hot. Well written

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By *rowniegentMan
20 weeks ago

wolves

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By *lderWiserNowMan
20 weeks ago

Kettrin

Wow, incredibly horny

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By *ral4fun69Man
20 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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By *andm2006 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Leamington Spa

Part 5

The days melted into a haze of erotic interplay. Mornings often started with nude beach walks, Karen's hand in mine, James trailing behind like a devoted observer. We'd find a secluded cove, where she'd drop to her knees and blow me, her tongue swirling my head, taking me deep while James watched from a rock, his small cock in hand.

After a light lunch, the afternoons were spent by the pool with swimming, underwater play, my fingers in her pussy while we floated, her legs wrapped around me. Once, we fucked on a lounger, her on top, riding me reverse cowgirl so James could see my cock stretching her. Another couple nearby watched us, we didnt care but James eyes remained glued.

Nights were equally intense. One evening under the stars, on the beach, waves crashing. Karen on all fours, me behind, thrusting rhythmically. James held her hand, whispering encouragement. "Take it, love. You deserve this."

Another time, I introduced her to anafun, her first. We lubed up in the bungalow, slow entry, her moaning in pain-pleasure mix. "Oh fuck, it's so full!" She came explosively as I moved deep in her tight bumhole. James was underneath her licking her clit to heighten her pleasure.

Karen confessed over wine one night: "I was shy, nervous around James, but I dressed sexy to flirt. I hoped this trip would force him to see my needs."

James admitted: "I knew I couldn't satisfy you fully. My quick finishes, no oral... but watching you with Mark? It's my kink now. Am I now a true cuckold?"

"Yes James, yes...you really are now a cuckold and I am Mark's slut now" Karen told him emphatically.

I took her multiple times a day, my repeat ability shining—cumming inside, on her breasts, in her mouth. She'd swallow, while maintaining eye contact with James.

By week's end, Karen glowed, her body marked with love bites, satisfied at last. James seemed content in his role, even thanking me.

As we parted at the airport shuttle, hugs all around. "Come visit me in Worcester," I said. "We can continue the adventure."

Karen kissed me deeply. "We will."

James smiled. "Cheers, mate."

It was the perfect interplay—desire, submission, fulfillment under the Canary sun.

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By *atureguycorkMan
20 weeks ago

Southside

🔥🔥😛😛

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By *in bang boshMan
20 weeks ago

Merseyside

Nice

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