Further adventures of a japanese wife

Another time, around 1995, several families went camping on the beach with all our children. My wife isn’t exactly a swimmer, so when I was snorkeling with a bunch of kids, she kept looking at the beach. I noticed that she was sitting with one of our friends’ husbands, a man who hadn’t kept a secret about his admiration for my wife, and who had come under her shirt and taken her tit when he kissed her last New Year’s Eve. He pulled her chest out of her bra and played with her nipple under her shirt for a few minutes while everyone sang “Auld Lang Syne.” Several people saw the movement under my wife’s shirt. The year before, when they were driving in the backseat… back from a beach outing late in the evening, he put her hand on his erection. She said she felt it up and down, “squeeze once,” and then she pulled her hand away. He pulled her hand back and pulled a blanket over it. Under the blanket he opened his pants, and my wife felt his smooth hard penis. She whispered “this is not a good idea,” but everyone in the car, except the driver, seemed to be asleep. She caressed him up and down for a few minutes, feeling he was thicker and harder, and a little pre-cum came out to help with lubrication. He started breathing heavily, and she thought he was going to shoot pretty quickly when the other resident in the back seat, the husband’s wife, woke up. My wife quickly pulled her hand and took the blanket off her, so it covered the man and his stiff. In both stories I suspected there was something more than she told me.

While we were snorkeling, I noticed that neither my wife nor the man was on the beach. The children and I followed a few turtles along the coast and were away for 45 minutes to an hour. When we got back, I noticed they were back on the beach, not too close or suspiciously far apart on the mat. After we got back, cleaned up the kids and put the stuff away, my wife suggested we go for a walk. She said she wanted to tell me what happened, but I had to promise not to say anything. I agreed. She said she wanted to smoke a joint while the kids were in the water, and that she and the guy had pulled back to a bunch of trees for some privacy. Smoking (until we give up) always made my wife horny. They were lying under the trees and the man started messing around, just sticking his arm over her, rubbing her arm and so on. He started rubbing her stomach, gradually colliding on the bottom of her breasts more and more. Eventually he moved his hand over her chest and pressed him over her suit. When she didn’t protest, he pulled her suit up and started rubbing her bare breasts slightly. Her breasts are very sensitive and she said her nipples were very hard. Still tweaking her nipples with one hand, the man took one of her hands and led it to his exposed dick. Her hand closed over the shaft and she started stealing it. After a few minutes of this pet, he had one hand stuck in her pants and looked for her pussy. However, she realized that they were more or less in public, and that although the children were almost all in the water, there were still some adults around, including his wife. She whispered, “What are we doing?” And pulled her hand off his dick. He said, “Sorry!” and went on his knees. He told her how beautiful she was, kept rubbing her exposed breasts like he did. His erection is a few inches away. My wife said that because of the chest massage, she felt like she was already wet, and when she was staring at his throbbing stiff, her impulse was to grab it, but she said, “Get rid of that thing. Let’s go to my tent,” pulled her top back over her breasts, and got up to leave. He took his dick. “Help me put it away,” he said. “She closed her hand on it, bowed down to take the head in her mouth short, " pulled it a few times,” as she did, and put it back in his pants.

When they walked back to our tent, she realized that fucking full-on was probably not such a great idea, with everyone around. So when they came into our tent, she turned around, fell to her knees, pulled his semi-hard dick, and started sucking and pulling. She felt him tense in a few minutes and pulled it out just in time for a clot of sperm to spray into her hair. She milked the rest of him, made him moan, cleaned up and went back to the beach. As it turned out, she only managed to get delayed (and fucked hard several times) by the man for about two weeks, when I came home to find her slime sperm on our couch, but that’s another story.