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

    nipples to my youthful audience. The feeling was exhilarating. I felt so wicked. They smiled appreciatively and nodded their approval. I took a deep breath and reached around and unzipped the dress, lowered it and stepped out of it. I stood there, smiling at these fine specimens of manhood wearing only my bright red panties as I folded the dress and placed it neatly on the blanket. My heart was pounding in my chest from fear and excitement as I readied myself for what I would do next. I turned my back to them, and slowly pulled my panties down, exposing my round and shapely ass. I bent over to remove my panties from my ankles, giving them a wonderful view of my bottom and neatly shaven vagina from behind. I have never felt more exposed, or sexier. I turned back to face them, now completely naked. I smiled invitingly and then sat down, my legs spread slightly. They watched, frozen in place; obviously impressed with what they saw. I was completely exposed. I loved being on display for them this way. And their stares and admiration pleased and aroused me. I grabbed my cell phone and while the watched, I took a picture of my naked vagina. I typed a text message to Oscar, 'wish you were here.' I attached the picture to the message and hit send. I placed the cell phone down and while I continued to smile and flirt with these two young men, I nibbled on an apple slice I had brought with me. I heard my cell phone 'bing' several times, indicating that Oscar had responded repeatedly ...
    to the picture of my bare vulva which I had texted to him moments before; but I chose to ignore his texts for a while. I cannot fully explain why, but ever since Oscar introduced me to this lifestyle of sexual freedom and cuckolding, I had discovered that I enjoyed torturing and teasing my husband. I enjoyed knowing that he was anxious, nervous, excited and worried, but that I was in control. I enjoyed reminding him that he would find out what I was up to on my schedule, not his. It was a 'control' issue, I admit it. He needed to fully understand that it was me, not him, who was calling all the shots here. My two admirers approached my blanket sporting obvious tents in the front of their swim trunks. I liked knowing I was the cause of their discomfort down there. It pleased me to know that I could give young men erections just from displaying my charms. The taller of the two boys asked in a heavy German accent, "Sprichst du deutsch?' Years ago, I had spent one summer as an intern for my company in Frankfurt, so I spoke very limited German, but I recognized the question as asking 'do you speak German?' "Nur sehr wenig," I answered, stating, 'Only a very little bit.' I then added, "Sprechen Sie Spanisch?" (Do you speak Spanish?) He answered, "Kaum." meaning 'barely any'. I realized that if we had to rely upon my limited German linguistics, we had a real challenge communicating. On the other hand, the sizable bulges in their swim trunks and the sudden swelling of my clitoris ...
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