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The story is based from a thread here"
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Originally posted by NASCARaddicted
what about this:
There is this woman, together with her husband on the nude beach.
She always wanted to try anal sex, but the cock of her husband is too big for her butthole. Now she sees this guy on the nude beach, with a small dick. Her husband makes embarassing comments, about the size of the other guys dick. He doesn't care if the other guy hears it or not.
The woman gets angry, because her husband makes comments like that. Finally, she walks over to the other guy, because "she wants to talk to him" - that's what she tells her husband.
She walks over and starts to talk to him - but her husband can't understand a word. Suddenly, the woman and the other other guy stand up and take a walk. The husband is surprised, but he doesn't stop them.
Some time later, they come back. The husband looks at his wife and asks her what she has been doing with the other guy. With a big grin, she replies "anal sex" ....
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I will post what I have so far; it is more or less draft style.
Help I am stuck! Please! I am willing to go back and alter, to make it more feasable or just reasonable.
From the point I am at I do not see a easy way to end up with anal sex.
My thoughts were to have Paul come up apply sunblock and then fuck her ass. That is really far fetched, don't you think?
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Beaches,
I am a 35 year old business executive woman. I stand at 5’3” with shoulder length curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a perky smile. My figure plays me well at 115lbs. with a tight ass, and a chest at 32-C that may be small, but serves me well.
My husband Ted is, believe it or not is a truck driver, for a local gravel company. He has dark hair, dark skin, and very handsome facial features. Standing at almost 5’11, Ted also boasts some rather large amenities. Ted is also physically fit for 38; trim in that his muscles show nicely. Still he complains at times of the extra weight he never had in his twenties.
Oh by the way my name is Karen, my friends call me KK. I wanted to start out by stating. My husband and I are happily married. We love one another very much. We are very open with each other, and hold no secrets of importance.
In the bedroom we play lots of games, and roll play scenarios as well. It keeps things lively with a flair of newness all the time. I may live the life of a prestigious executive out in the real world. But behind closed doors, when it comes to sex I am a wanting slut. Simply put; I love sex, and like to fuck, and be fucked hard.
This is where Ted excels above most other men. He can really make my fantasies come true. Besides the fact he is well hung like a blue ribbon Stallion. Ted is well adjusted to roll playing, and utilizing toys to make me feel as if he is not alone in his assault on my desires. He has never had a complex with pretending other men are using me as well. In fact he encourages me to be open with my lustful wants. Claiming that making me orgasm hard is all the more intense when it is his turn.
One of the slight areas we have tried to overcome is anal sex. The problem is bigger than the whole, issue one might say. With the right size vibe, anal sex is like a whole new dimension. I feel complete, with so many feelings within. Feelings of my own that are never touched upon from vaginal sex alone.
When I say Ted is big, I mean Ted is real big! He is not the size of a soda can, which would be ridiculous. However the head is about the diameter of a can of Pam cooking spray. The shaft is slightly thinner extending a good solid 8 ½”. Needless to say it, but that is never going to fit up my ass comfortably, at least not any time too soon.
Let me say it again, I love Ted. I have no real problem with the size of his penis. I can think of a whole lot worse things, like he could be hung like a light switch. As far as I go with anal sex, Ted more than makes up for it with alternate methods.
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The third week in July:
Ted and I were both on vacation together. We had decided to use this week to stay home and do some odd stuff around the house. We planed on making a few day trips, just so we could feel it was still a vacation. The two of us decided nothing too daunting or exciting, real genuine leisure time was all.
On Tuesday late morning, Ted and I drove about an hour north of our home into the state Vermont. We had visited the park, called the “Ledges” before. It is a beautiful recreation area set in the mountains on a huge lake. The park is supported by the electric company who uses the water, and terrain to generate electricity. Although there are no houses allowed on most of the lake, boaters and recreation users are fully encouraged to come.
Unlike the year before, Ted and I knew where we were going this time. This strange, out of the way park boasts of a little secret known by many. The secret was shared with us from mutual friends who are active naturalists. For Ted and me it was a way for us to be daring while quite secure. After all it was a good distance from our home, and very secluded.
As we pulled into the grassy parking lot to the far right, well away from the main beach. I carried the blanket, towels, and some other things. While Ted carried the cooler, that I was well aware was heavy for the hike ahead of us.
My excitement grew as we passed the first sign on the path that read,” Caution you may encounter naturalist beyond this point”. We stumbled over some small roots that made the path tricky, and then around a cove where it became mushy under our feet. There we came upon a second sign that read, “No Cameras allowed past this point”. I knew we had only a little further to go before we reached the beach area. Upon coming out at the little beach area we were surprised that for a Tuesday, there were several people. Maybe 10 people total. I know it was July, but it was Tuesday.
Ted placed down the cooler as we assed our options. I could sense the frustration coming from him. As he was well aware I was not an exhibitionist, and probably concerned I would want to leave.
Ted said, “We could go down the path further up on the ledge. Maybe we will find a more secluded spot?” as a trickle of sweat ran down his brow, and then over his nose.
I looked back at the sandy beach area, it was still full. I thought for a second then replied, “I would rather if you don’t mind?” With a meek smile knowing it was a lot to ask because of the weight of the cooler.
Leading the way up the inclined path, I could hear Ted say, “You do remember we were told the Gays and Lesbians frequent this area?”
I laughed at him and said, “Yeah well maybe they work on Tuesdays.” Then cresting the high point, I eased on down the path through the third opening out onto a ledge. “Wow it is beautiful!” I exclaimed, back to Ted who was just making his slow paced decent.
The ledge was probably 50 feet wide heading toward the water, with a very slight slope. I walked toward the edge and looked over. The water was maybe 12 feet below, and crystal clear.
From this point I could see the sandy beach were the other bathers seemed to still be. They were quite a ways over, I could make out they were nude, but that was about it. Returning to about half way point on the rock shelf, I began to set up the blanket.
Ted placed down the cooler and pretending to be a pro, he dropped his swim trunks with no inhibitions at all. He then looked at me with a grin. I took a second, looked back and the ledge toward the beach area arose up a few feet blocking any view. Then I looked North, downward the other way. I could see some others below us on various other ledges. Ted took a deep breath of frustration.
I sat down on the blanket and said, “Give me a beer, and let me get up a little courage first OK?” I wasn’t afraid just nervous, I didn’t really know why either.
Ted smiled before he said, “I have something for you.” Ted pulling a rather large bottle out of the icy cooler and handing it to me. “Just what the doctor ordered, some dr. McGillicuddy’s schnapps!”
I laughed at him calling him a goof. “I suppose you were planning on this happening too?” as I took a big drink.
Ted opened a can of beer for me to wash it down. Maybe because I was thirsty, but it did not take long to finish the beer along with several more hits of the schnapps. Ted took a few swigs of the fine chilled liquor as well.
Then Ted said, “Well?”
I looked at him funny, and removed my top. “There are you happy now? Give me a little bit I need to ease into this, you know?”
Ted leaned over all sweaty and kissed me. His fingers pinched my left nipple as he broke away the kiss. Looking down I could see just how hard my nipples were. I may not have the biggest breasts, but my nipple size more than made up for it. I grew almost flush from the liquor, excitement and the heat of the sun.
Ted let me know he was going to make way to the water to rinse, and cool off. I watched as his white buns steadily walked down the jagged path toward the Northern right side of our blanket. I forgot for a second as I yelled out, “Whoo hoo! Look at those white buns!”
Ted just slapped his own ass, in a playful response to me. I could see another man by him self laugh as he looked over his shoulder at Ted too. I quickly bit my lip with a grin knowing I made a mistake, yet with the liquor in me I thought it was still even funnier now.
While Ted was gone I skivvied off my bottoms, still firmly seated on the blanket. Taking another deep drink of my beer, I laid back and let the sun cook my skin. The gentle warm breeze coming off the lake just tickled my skin as it passed up between my legs, and then over my body. Ahh, this was heaven.
It must have been fifteen minutes later when I heard, “Karen? Karen!” I lifted my head slowly opening my eyes. “Karen!” Ted yelled, from down in the water.
Standing up I noticed the man to the right was not there. So I casually walked to the edge and looked down. Ted was there in the water talking with the man. Sub consciously I covered my self a bit with my hands.
Looking up Ted asked, “Could you throw down a couple of beers Hun?”
To say I was surprised at how many beers were in the cooler is an understatement. I laughed at the arrangement. The sandwich stuff was crammed between the cans, and this was no little cooler. I thought typical male, as I stole another shot of the dr. before returning to the edge. I threw the first can about five feet away from Ted.
Ted quickly turned and dove after it. I had no idea that full cans of beer sink in water. I was laughing as Ted came to the surface with it in his hand. He handed it off to the other man, before I threw the other. This one he just about caught.
Ted said, “Thanks KK. Why don’t you come on in?” I looked over at the path. “Just Jump!” Ted said, with a eager tone.
“I don’t think so! I can see the bottom.” I said, surprised he would even suggest it.
Ted and the other man laughed, “No Hun it is deep, probably twenty feet off the edge we are standing on.” The other man concurred.
Suddenly I remembered once again I was naked and my husband and this man are looking up at me. Taking a step backwards, as I didn’t want to hurry and cover myself making it blatantly obvious.
I hear Ted yell up, “Karen?”
I go look over the edge again asking, “What?”
“Are you coming or what? Paul volunteered to go up and jump off first, if you don’t believe us.”
I took a second figuring the other man’s name must be Paul. Then said, “No I am coming, give me a second.” Walking back up to the blanket area, retying my hair up with the scrunchie at the same time. I looked down at my bikini bottoms and thought about putting them on. I knew Ted would be upset if I did that.
Taking yet another drink of the dr. and then finishing the remainder of my beer. I convinced my self; I would be in the water in but a split second. I could easily do this, and Ted would think I was not such a prude at the same time. I smiled at my self for the brilliant plan. Making my way back to the edge of the ledge. I gave a strong push off_________.
‘Oh My God!’ I thought, as I hit the water and submersed. I Sprang up as fast as I could, letting out a scream, “This is fricking cold!” as I swam like lightning to the small edge consumed by Ted and Paul. It was yet another ledge under water by about three feet. The whole thing could not have been more than two feet wide and five feet long. Still I was in a hurry to escape the burning cold water.
Ted and Paul backed up to either edge allowing me room to climb up on. “Whoa, that is cold!” I said as I stood up between them.
Ted reached out his hand to help me while I made my balance on the rocky footing. Then saying, “Karen, this is Paul, Paul my wife Karen.”
With water still dripping down my face as I wiped it away, I extended my other hand out to greet him. I caught Paul taking in my nipples with his eyes for a split second. I didn’t look down, but I could feel them tighten hard as the cold water made them erect. I knew what they would look like. Pleasingly I said, “Nice to meet you.” All the time thinking how could I forget I was naked; he was naked. I just maintained my appearance as if we were in swim attire. Other than the simple grin on my face I was doing fairly well. Then I thought my plan was not so good after all.
We exchanged some small talk of introduction. I was not uncomfortable but looking to like squat down under the water a bit. The shelf was too small to do that, and if I backed up any I bumped into Ted.
Ted became the silent person as we spoke. Paul was nice looking probably mid forties with salt pepper hair. He was physically in great shape, not that I was looking. Paul has a smooth talk about him, and a very pleasing in a calm way happy attitude toward life. Finding out things like he has been divorced for several years, has two children of his own. Of course the topic of he has been a naturalist for several years now came up. All in all I was really feeling comfortable despite my nakedness. The idea I was nude seemed to fade the more we talked.
Eventually Ted broke in to the conversation saying, “I need another beer, besides I think my toes are blue.” We all laughed and agreed the water is cold, damn cold. Ted took the opportunity to say, “KK, we can tell you are cold.”
I blushed noticeably covering my nipples. Then I gave Ted a dirty look over my shoulder.
Paul laughed saying, “Don’t even worry about it. Hell, by now I probably got an innie!”
Ted laughed back at Paul, I didn’t get it. I said, “What is an innie?”
Ted while swimming back to the edge where the small path was, almost chocked on the water as he managed to exit the lake. He said, “Karen innie as in bellybutton, innie outie? But not the belly button, get it?”
I felt stupid as Ted gave me a hand up and I responded with, “Har, har!”
Then Ted also gave Paul a hand up as it is a tough climb out. I started my accent up toward the plateau. I could hear Ted inviting Paul up as well. Paul climbed the path directly behind me. It was not a difficult climb just rather steep. Suddenly I felt flush as I lifted my leg to the next high step. I looked down and sure enough Paul was looking up. I couldn’t believe it this man, who was not my husband, was looking right up my naked crotch. I rolled my eyes as I continued up and over onto the top.
Looking back as Paul came onto the plateau, I was surprised at my glance to his penis. Then I did it again with out thinking of it. ‘By no means did he have an innie,’ I thought. He wasn’t stiff either. Then I was perplexed, ‘did he not find my pussy arousing,’ I thought to my self, or does he just have control?
Ted also made his way up, I couldn’t help my self but to ask Ted in a laughing manner, “How was the view?”
Ted laughed as Paul grew quiet. Then Ted replied, “It couldn’t compare with the one Paul had.” As he patted Paul on the shoulder and both of them was looking at me.
I stuck out my tongue as I tilted my head toward them, “Well it couldn’t have been that good?”
Paul smiled, “It was good, I was just trying to be polite.”
Breaking up the conversation Ted passed out cold ones as he remarked in a mocking surprised tone, “Oh my look he does have an innie!”
Stupid me I looked, with innocence to some degree. Then I looked again and this time I covered my face. Paul asked, “What?” as he stood there with his arms wide.
I was giggling as I shuddered, “Nothing, really I can’t believe I looked. Oh god I can’t believe I am naked.” Laughing still I asked Ted for the dr. as this was too much for me to take in. Taking a few hits off the bottle I offered it up to Paul who gladly took a drink and then to Ted. This pass the bottle went on for a bit as I relaxed and we continued to talk normal again.
I was really surprised at how much Ted and Paul seemed to have in common. They were chatting like old buddies; this was not like Ted at all. I laid back and just closed my eyes as they continued chatting. The things they talked about were funny, from trucks, to chicks, to places, and even dick size. I thought it was cruel the way Ted kept it up about the smaller penis Paul had. Then Paul was just as guilty with his replies on what good is a dick the size of a forearm.
A while had passed, and then I heard thumping foot steps, a pause then a splash. I opened my eyes to see Paul had disappeared. Ted was right next to me; he kissed my lips as I closed my eyes again. I could feel Ted purposely getting me aroused as he played with my nipples rough. Then moving his free hand down to my pussy he teased me until I was wet enough to allow him entrance with his fingers.
Ted played with my body very openly. I moaned slightly as he was making me very horny. Ted’s mouth placed over a nipple as he sucked in my chest taunting the nipple with his tongue. My hand came up and brushed through his hair. Holding him firmly to my chest by the hair on his head. I uttered, “Ok, stop! You are driving me wild, and Paul will be coming back?”
Ted just mumbled, “Mm hm.” As he turned his head to me and asked, “Would you like that?”
I didn’t answer but with a slight moan as his fingers played me like a fiddle.
Ted kissed my lips, blocking the sun so I could open my eyes. We just looked at one another quietly as he continued his daring finger job on me. With a slow movement Ted slipped his middle finger just past the opening of my ass. I opened my legs wider for him and smiled at his serious face. Ted questioned me again, “Do you want me to ask?” holding still for a reply, yet moving his finger in and out of my anus in a teasing manner.
I waited a bit and replied, “You would want to let him?”
Ted was quick with his answer, “Only if you want him, then I would love to see you do it with him.”
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, purposely not answering. I felt Ted remove his hand as he kissed me gently on the lips and then stand up. I peered up at him, he was standing with a great hard on as his cock tip glistened with precum. I said, “I can see I am not the only one who was excited by the idea.
Ted squeezed his cock hard and stroked it out, the precum dripped a little. Ted then replied, “If you’re going to assume my hard on is from the idea of you letting Paul take your ass, then I will assume you want him too as well. I think I need to go cool off in the water. You, going to join us?”
Talking like he never said anything I asked, “Could you put some sun block on before you go? I think I will stay here this time, I’ll go in later.”
Ted came back down kissing my lips and tweaking my nipples. He lifted his head while he said, “I will be right back, I need to cool off.” My hand was jerking at his erection dangling between his legs. Ted pushed back a little saying, “Maybe I will send Paul up to coat you down, what do you think?” as Ted moved to the edge.
I took a deep breath and said, “If you do that, you better be prepared. And I don’t think you came prepared for that, did you?”
Ted looked at me and smiled, “No I didn’t bring any with me!” giving me a sarcastic type of smirk. As he jumped over the edge into the water.
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Originally posted by NASCARaddicted
what about this:
There is this woman, together with her husband on the nude beach.
She always wanted to try anal sex, but the cock of her husband is too big for her butthole. Now she sees this guy on the nude beach, with a small dick. Her husband makes embarassing comments, about the size of the other guys dick. He doesn't care if the other guy hears it or not.
The woman gets angry, because her husband makes comments like that. Finally, she walks over to the other guy, because "she wants to talk to him" - that's what she tells her husband.
She walks over and starts to talk to him - but her husband can't understand a word. Suddenly, the woman and the other other guy stand up and take a walk. The husband is surprised, but he doesn't stop them.
Some time later, they come back. The husband looks at his wife and asks her what she has been doing with the other guy. With a big grin, she replies "anal sex" ....
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I will post what I have so far; it is more or less draft style.
Help I am stuck! Please! I am willing to go back and alter, to make it more feasable or just reasonable.
From the point I am at I do not see a easy way to end up with anal sex.
My thoughts were to have Paul come up apply sunblock and then fuck her ass. That is really far fetched, don't you think?
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Beaches,
I am a 35 year old business executive woman. I stand at 5’3” with shoulder length curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a perky smile. My figure plays me well at 115lbs. with a tight ass, and a chest at 32-C that may be small, but serves me well.
My husband Ted is, believe it or not is a truck driver, for a local gravel company. He has dark hair, dark skin, and very handsome facial features. Standing at almost 5’11, Ted also boasts some rather large amenities. Ted is also physically fit for 38; trim in that his muscles show nicely. Still he complains at times of the extra weight he never had in his twenties.
Oh by the way my name is Karen, my friends call me KK. I wanted to start out by stating. My husband and I are happily married. We love one another very much. We are very open with each other, and hold no secrets of importance.
In the bedroom we play lots of games, and roll play scenarios as well. It keeps things lively with a flair of newness all the time. I may live the life of a prestigious executive out in the real world. But behind closed doors, when it comes to sex I am a wanting slut. Simply put; I love sex, and like to fuck, and be fucked hard.
This is where Ted excels above most other men. He can really make my fantasies come true. Besides the fact he is well hung like a blue ribbon Stallion. Ted is well adjusted to roll playing, and utilizing toys to make me feel as if he is not alone in his assault on my desires. He has never had a complex with pretending other men are using me as well. In fact he encourages me to be open with my lustful wants. Claiming that making me orgasm hard is all the more intense when it is his turn.
One of the slight areas we have tried to overcome is anal sex. The problem is bigger than the whole, issue one might say. With the right size vibe, anal sex is like a whole new dimension. I feel complete, with so many feelings within. Feelings of my own that are never touched upon from vaginal sex alone.
When I say Ted is big, I mean Ted is real big! He is not the size of a soda can, which would be ridiculous. However the head is about the diameter of a can of Pam cooking spray. The shaft is slightly thinner extending a good solid 8 ½”. Needless to say it, but that is never going to fit up my ass comfortably, at least not any time too soon.
Let me say it again, I love Ted. I have no real problem with the size of his penis. I can think of a whole lot worse things, like he could be hung like a light switch. As far as I go with anal sex, Ted more than makes up for it with alternate methods.
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The third week in July:
Ted and I were both on vacation together. We had decided to use this week to stay home and do some odd stuff around the house. We planed on making a few day trips, just so we could feel it was still a vacation. The two of us decided nothing too daunting or exciting, real genuine leisure time was all.
On Tuesday late morning, Ted and I drove about an hour north of our home into the state Vermont. We had visited the park, called the “Ledges” before. It is a beautiful recreation area set in the mountains on a huge lake. The park is supported by the electric company who uses the water, and terrain to generate electricity. Although there are no houses allowed on most of the lake, boaters and recreation users are fully encouraged to come.
Unlike the year before, Ted and I knew where we were going this time. This strange, out of the way park boasts of a little secret known by many. The secret was shared with us from mutual friends who are active naturalists. For Ted and me it was a way for us to be daring while quite secure. After all it was a good distance from our home, and very secluded.
As we pulled into the grassy parking lot to the far right, well away from the main beach. I carried the blanket, towels, and some other things. While Ted carried the cooler, that I was well aware was heavy for the hike ahead of us.
My excitement grew as we passed the first sign on the path that read,” Caution you may encounter naturalist beyond this point”. We stumbled over some small roots that made the path tricky, and then around a cove where it became mushy under our feet. There we came upon a second sign that read, “No Cameras allowed past this point”. I knew we had only a little further to go before we reached the beach area. Upon coming out at the little beach area we were surprised that for a Tuesday, there were several people. Maybe 10 people total. I know it was July, but it was Tuesday.
Ted placed down the cooler as we assed our options. I could sense the frustration coming from him. As he was well aware I was not an exhibitionist, and probably concerned I would want to leave.
Ted said, “We could go down the path further up on the ledge. Maybe we will find a more secluded spot?” as a trickle of sweat ran down his brow, and then over his nose.
I looked back at the sandy beach area, it was still full. I thought for a second then replied, “I would rather if you don’t mind?” With a meek smile knowing it was a lot to ask because of the weight of the cooler.
Leading the way up the inclined path, I could hear Ted say, “You do remember we were told the Gays and Lesbians frequent this area?”
I laughed at him and said, “Yeah well maybe they work on Tuesdays.” Then cresting the high point, I eased on down the path through the third opening out onto a ledge. “Wow it is beautiful!” I exclaimed, back to Ted who was just making his slow paced decent.
The ledge was probably 50 feet wide heading toward the water, with a very slight slope. I walked toward the edge and looked over. The water was maybe 12 feet below, and crystal clear.
From this point I could see the sandy beach were the other bathers seemed to still be. They were quite a ways over, I could make out they were nude, but that was about it. Returning to about half way point on the rock shelf, I began to set up the blanket.
Ted placed down the cooler and pretending to be a pro, he dropped his swim trunks with no inhibitions at all. He then looked at me with a grin. I took a second, looked back and the ledge toward the beach area arose up a few feet blocking any view. Then I looked North, downward the other way. I could see some others below us on various other ledges. Ted took a deep breath of frustration.
I sat down on the blanket and said, “Give me a beer, and let me get up a little courage first OK?” I wasn’t afraid just nervous, I didn’t really know why either.
Ted smiled before he said, “I have something for you.” Ted pulling a rather large bottle out of the icy cooler and handing it to me. “Just what the doctor ordered, some dr. McGillicuddy’s schnapps!”
I laughed at him calling him a goof. “I suppose you were planning on this happening too?” as I took a big drink.
Ted opened a can of beer for me to wash it down. Maybe because I was thirsty, but it did not take long to finish the beer along with several more hits of the schnapps. Ted took a few swigs of the fine chilled liquor as well.
Then Ted said, “Well?”
I looked at him funny, and removed my top. “There are you happy now? Give me a little bit I need to ease into this, you know?”
Ted leaned over all sweaty and kissed me. His fingers pinched my left nipple as he broke away the kiss. Looking down I could see just how hard my nipples were. I may not have the biggest breasts, but my nipple size more than made up for it. I grew almost flush from the liquor, excitement and the heat of the sun.
Ted let me know he was going to make way to the water to rinse, and cool off. I watched as his white buns steadily walked down the jagged path toward the Northern right side of our blanket. I forgot for a second as I yelled out, “Whoo hoo! Look at those white buns!”
Ted just slapped his own ass, in a playful response to me. I could see another man by him self laugh as he looked over his shoulder at Ted too. I quickly bit my lip with a grin knowing I made a mistake, yet with the liquor in me I thought it was still even funnier now.
While Ted was gone I skivvied off my bottoms, still firmly seated on the blanket. Taking another deep drink of my beer, I laid back and let the sun cook my skin. The gentle warm breeze coming off the lake just tickled my skin as it passed up between my legs, and then over my body. Ahh, this was heaven.
It must have been fifteen minutes later when I heard, “Karen? Karen!” I lifted my head slowly opening my eyes. “Karen!” Ted yelled, from down in the water.
Standing up I noticed the man to the right was not there. So I casually walked to the edge and looked down. Ted was there in the water talking with the man. Sub consciously I covered my self a bit with my hands.
Looking up Ted asked, “Could you throw down a couple of beers Hun?”
To say I was surprised at how many beers were in the cooler is an understatement. I laughed at the arrangement. The sandwich stuff was crammed between the cans, and this was no little cooler. I thought typical male, as I stole another shot of the dr. before returning to the edge. I threw the first can about five feet away from Ted.
Ted quickly turned and dove after it. I had no idea that full cans of beer sink in water. I was laughing as Ted came to the surface with it in his hand. He handed it off to the other man, before I threw the other. This one he just about caught.
Ted said, “Thanks KK. Why don’t you come on in?” I looked over at the path. “Just Jump!” Ted said, with a eager tone.
“I don’t think so! I can see the bottom.” I said, surprised he would even suggest it.
Ted and the other man laughed, “No Hun it is deep, probably twenty feet off the edge we are standing on.” The other man concurred.
Suddenly I remembered once again I was naked and my husband and this man are looking up at me. Taking a step backwards, as I didn’t want to hurry and cover myself making it blatantly obvious.
I hear Ted yell up, “Karen?”
I go look over the edge again asking, “What?”
“Are you coming or what? Paul volunteered to go up and jump off first, if you don’t believe us.”
I took a second figuring the other man’s name must be Paul. Then said, “No I am coming, give me a second.” Walking back up to the blanket area, retying my hair up with the scrunchie at the same time. I looked down at my bikini bottoms and thought about putting them on. I knew Ted would be upset if I did that.
Taking yet another drink of the dr. and then finishing the remainder of my beer. I convinced my self; I would be in the water in but a split second. I could easily do this, and Ted would think I was not such a prude at the same time. I smiled at my self for the brilliant plan. Making my way back to the edge of the ledge. I gave a strong push off_________.
‘Oh My God!’ I thought, as I hit the water and submersed. I Sprang up as fast as I could, letting out a scream, “This is fricking cold!” as I swam like lightning to the small edge consumed by Ted and Paul. It was yet another ledge under water by about three feet. The whole thing could not have been more than two feet wide and five feet long. Still I was in a hurry to escape the burning cold water.
Ted and Paul backed up to either edge allowing me room to climb up on. “Whoa, that is cold!” I said as I stood up between them.
Ted reached out his hand to help me while I made my balance on the rocky footing. Then saying, “Karen, this is Paul, Paul my wife Karen.”
With water still dripping down my face as I wiped it away, I extended my other hand out to greet him. I caught Paul taking in my nipples with his eyes for a split second. I didn’t look down, but I could feel them tighten hard as the cold water made them erect. I knew what they would look like. Pleasingly I said, “Nice to meet you.” All the time thinking how could I forget I was naked; he was naked. I just maintained my appearance as if we were in swim attire. Other than the simple grin on my face I was doing fairly well. Then I thought my plan was not so good after all.
We exchanged some small talk of introduction. I was not uncomfortable but looking to like squat down under the water a bit. The shelf was too small to do that, and if I backed up any I bumped into Ted.
Ted became the silent person as we spoke. Paul was nice looking probably mid forties with salt pepper hair. He was physically in great shape, not that I was looking. Paul has a smooth talk about him, and a very pleasing in a calm way happy attitude toward life. Finding out things like he has been divorced for several years, has two children of his own. Of course the topic of he has been a naturalist for several years now came up. All in all I was really feeling comfortable despite my nakedness. The idea I was nude seemed to fade the more we talked.
Eventually Ted broke in to the conversation saying, “I need another beer, besides I think my toes are blue.” We all laughed and agreed the water is cold, damn cold. Ted took the opportunity to say, “KK, we can tell you are cold.”
I blushed noticeably covering my nipples. Then I gave Ted a dirty look over my shoulder.
Paul laughed saying, “Don’t even worry about it. Hell, by now I probably got an innie!”
Ted laughed back at Paul, I didn’t get it. I said, “What is an innie?”
Ted while swimming back to the edge where the small path was, almost chocked on the water as he managed to exit the lake. He said, “Karen innie as in bellybutton, innie outie? But not the belly button, get it?”
I felt stupid as Ted gave me a hand up and I responded with, “Har, har!”
Then Ted also gave Paul a hand up as it is a tough climb out. I started my accent up toward the plateau. I could hear Ted inviting Paul up as well. Paul climbed the path directly behind me. It was not a difficult climb just rather steep. Suddenly I felt flush as I lifted my leg to the next high step. I looked down and sure enough Paul was looking up. I couldn’t believe it this man, who was not my husband, was looking right up my naked crotch. I rolled my eyes as I continued up and over onto the top.
Looking back as Paul came onto the plateau, I was surprised at my glance to his penis. Then I did it again with out thinking of it. ‘By no means did he have an innie,’ I thought. He wasn’t stiff either. Then I was perplexed, ‘did he not find my pussy arousing,’ I thought to my self, or does he just have control?
Ted also made his way up, I couldn’t help my self but to ask Ted in a laughing manner, “How was the view?”
Ted laughed as Paul grew quiet. Then Ted replied, “It couldn’t compare with the one Paul had.” As he patted Paul on the shoulder and both of them was looking at me.
I stuck out my tongue as I tilted my head toward them, “Well it couldn’t have been that good?”
Paul smiled, “It was good, I was just trying to be polite.”
Breaking up the conversation Ted passed out cold ones as he remarked in a mocking surprised tone, “Oh my look he does have an innie!”
Stupid me I looked, with innocence to some degree. Then I looked again and this time I covered my face. Paul asked, “What?” as he stood there with his arms wide.
I was giggling as I shuddered, “Nothing, really I can’t believe I looked. Oh god I can’t believe I am naked.” Laughing still I asked Ted for the dr. as this was too much for me to take in. Taking a few hits off the bottle I offered it up to Paul who gladly took a drink and then to Ted. This pass the bottle went on for a bit as I relaxed and we continued to talk normal again.
I was really surprised at how much Ted and Paul seemed to have in common. They were chatting like old buddies; this was not like Ted at all. I laid back and just closed my eyes as they continued chatting. The things they talked about were funny, from trucks, to chicks, to places, and even dick size. I thought it was cruel the way Ted kept it up about the smaller penis Paul had. Then Paul was just as guilty with his replies on what good is a dick the size of a forearm.
A while had passed, and then I heard thumping foot steps, a pause then a splash. I opened my eyes to see Paul had disappeared. Ted was right next to me; he kissed my lips as I closed my eyes again. I could feel Ted purposely getting me aroused as he played with my nipples rough. Then moving his free hand down to my pussy he teased me until I was wet enough to allow him entrance with his fingers.
Ted played with my body very openly. I moaned slightly as he was making me very horny. Ted’s mouth placed over a nipple as he sucked in my chest taunting the nipple with his tongue. My hand came up and brushed through his hair. Holding him firmly to my chest by the hair on his head. I uttered, “Ok, stop! You are driving me wild, and Paul will be coming back?”
Ted just mumbled, “Mm hm.” As he turned his head to me and asked, “Would you like that?”
I didn’t answer but with a slight moan as his fingers played me like a fiddle.
Ted kissed my lips, blocking the sun so I could open my eyes. We just looked at one another quietly as he continued his daring finger job on me. With a slow movement Ted slipped his middle finger just past the opening of my ass. I opened my legs wider for him and smiled at his serious face. Ted questioned me again, “Do you want me to ask?” holding still for a reply, yet moving his finger in and out of my anus in a teasing manner.
I waited a bit and replied, “You would want to let him?”
Ted was quick with his answer, “Only if you want him, then I would love to see you do it with him.”
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, purposely not answering. I felt Ted remove his hand as he kissed me gently on the lips and then stand up. I peered up at him, he was standing with a great hard on as his cock tip glistened with precum. I said, “I can see I am not the only one who was excited by the idea.
Ted squeezed his cock hard and stroked it out, the precum dripped a little. Ted then replied, “If you’re going to assume my hard on is from the idea of you letting Paul take your ass, then I will assume you want him too as well. I think I need to go cool off in the water. You, going to join us?”
Talking like he never said anything I asked, “Could you put some sun block on before you go? I think I will stay here this time, I’ll go in later.”
Ted came back down kissing my lips and tweaking my nipples. He lifted his head while he said, “I will be right back, I need to cool off.” My hand was jerking at his erection dangling between his legs. Ted pushed back a little saying, “Maybe I will send Paul up to coat you down, what do you think?” as Ted moved to the edge.
I took a deep breath and said, “If you do that, you better be prepared. And I don’t think you came prepared for that, did you?”
Ted looked at me and smiled, “No I didn’t bring any with me!” giving me a sarcastic type of smirk. As he jumped over the edge into the water.