1. Irene's story - Chapter 8 - adventure at La Mar Bella nude beach


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    with at least one strange man. I typed the following text message: 'at the hotel ib icaria with my new friends. be patient. will try to bring you a present, maybe your desert. later. love irene'. I attached the photo of me in the mirror and hit send. I knew that the message and photo would drive him crazy. He would be sitting in his office with his little five inch cock hard as ever, wondering who I was fucking, where and how. I wondered if he would masturbate in his office thinking about my adventures? I hoped he would. I cannot explain why, but knowing that I could disrupt his day, and make him so hard across the city with a mere text from me in some strange men's hotel room pleased me, and aroused me. I felt strong, desirable and powerful. I owned my husband. He was mine. I could feel the effects of the wine; my head was spinning. Eric and Albert spoke rapidly in German. Although I could not understand the exchange, I knew I was the subject of their discussion. Eric turn to me and in a slow, distinct voice, asked, (in German), "who are you sending these messages to?" I smiled and struggled to find the correct words in German before responding. With very poor pronunciation, I answered, "My husband. he likes to enjoy my adventures from afar. It pleases him to know who I am with and what I am doing." Albert exclaimed while shaking his head in disbelief, (in German), "strange. your husband is a strange man to allow you here with us." I nodded in agreement, but added, (in ...
    German), "He will get his reward tonight." Both men finished their drinks and made another. I guess they needed a bit of liquid courage too. After quickly downing his second rum and coke, Eric stood and approached me. He turned me facing the mirror and pushed me so that I was bending at the waist,over the the dresser. I braced myself with my left hand while holding my wine glass in my right hand. He raised the hem of my dress, exposing my round bottom. He traced his fingers up between my thighs until he found the wetness of my opening. I set the wine glass down, and leaned forward with my elbows on the dresser and opened my legs further, inviting him to explore my inner core. He kneeled behind me and started to open me with his fingers. I was already quite wet and aroused and he found no resistance as he penetrated my vagina with two fingers. I moaned at the digital intrusion, arching my back and pushing against his hand to force his fingers deeper inside me. He curled his fingers so that he was massaging the front wall of my vagina, stimulating my sensitive g-spot. I humped back as he fingered me, moaning loudly, "Don't stop...please...oh fuck." I could feel my orgasm approaching as his two fingers assaulted my pussy from behind. I was thrusting my hips backwards as he fucked my open cunt with his hand. "Oh shit... hör nicht auf ," I screamed, mixing broken German with my native Spanish tongue as I came. Eric withdrew his fingers and led me to the bed. He recklessly tossed the ...
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