My wife and I had just celebrated our 20th anniversary and needed to get away for a week —

for relief from job stress and from the horrible Midwest winter.

We were empty nesters now that our daughter had started college, meaning we were finally able to travel! So we booked a week at a resort in the Caribbean. Then we came up against our age-old disagreement. I always say I wish that Nell wouldn’t dress so conservatively, and she says it’s not conservative, it’s just adult, and if I can’t get over my adolescent fantasies on my own, I should seek professional help.

Be that as it may, I had bought Nell some sexy outfits that I hoped she’d wear, but for the first few days I had no luck. Once I backed off, though, she said there was a yellow sundress I’d bought which wasn’t too hideous and maybe she’d wear that for the excursion we had planned for Thursday. But when she tried it on for the first time that morning, she found that she couldn’t get any of her bras to work with the plunging neckline. (Though she’s only five feet two, she has beautiful ample breasts.)

I suggested she just go braless! I pointed out that we were on vacation and it wasn’t like anyone we know would see her.

She said again that I really needed to get help when we got home, “but let’s just get this over with,” and went in the bathroom to finish dressing. When she came out, she looked stunning. The dress didn’t cover any of the upper slopes of her breasts, and when she bent over, the dress fell away and her whole chest was exposed, including her nipples! I wanted her then and there, but we only had time to catch a quick breakfast before our tour guide arrived.

During breakfast our waiter was extra attentive. In fact, our coffee cups were refilled constantly, even if we’d only taken a couple of sips — by every waiter in the restaurant. As we left, I teased Nell about the attention. She said she kind of liked it!

At promptly nine, the van appeared in front of the hotel with the driver we’d hired for our private tour. His name was Vincent, and he was professionally dressed in dark blue pants and a white dress shirt. There was another fellow with him, and I didn’t know why — it was supposed to be a private tour. His name was Jeff, and he was dressed very casual in shorts, T-shirt and sandals. As we got in the van I caught Vincent sneaking peaks at Nell — while Jeff looked openly! He made no attempt to hide the fact that he liked what he saw.

En route to our first stop, some nearby falls, Nell sat behind Vincent, leaving Jeff in the passenger seat open to turn and talk to her, mostly about island culture. Jeff’s attentions continued all through the tour of the falls, and then at our next few stops, and what surprised me was that Nell seemed to be enjoying it! Each time we returned to the van her dress was clinging to her more, from the humidity, and her breasts were more visible through the thin, clingy material. Jeff once again made no effort to hide the fact he was looking.

As we headed for the last and biggest event on our schedule, a downriver boat trip, Jeff was really turning on the charm. During the drive we asked Vincent if there was somewhere we could go after the river trip for dinner and to experience more of the real island — our treat, of course. “No worries,” he said, he would make the arrangements.

We made the river excursion without Jeff, who drove the van to our arrival point. (Ah, was that what he was doing there?) I noticed that Nell seemed to miss all the attention he was paying to her. She seemed awfully happy to see him when we got back in the van.

Vincent drove off the main road and up into the mountains. We arrived at a small village, and on the outskirts there was a small bar made of plywood. At a stand-up table outside the establishment we ate jerk chicken right off the barrel grill. The owner had made a large pitcher of rum punch with fresh fruit and really potent rum. It was delicious as well as powerful.

After we ate, our host brought out a couple of large speakers and turned on some great reggae music. Other people started to arrive to enjoy the music. We were now on our second pitcher of rum punch and were feeling really good. Nell, a little drunk, wanted to dance, and Jeff offered to show her how the locals danced. From what I saw, the locals danced with their bodies in constant intimate contact, with Jeff’s hands wandering all over my wife.

This would have upset me if I wasn’t getting turned on, and wondering how far she’d let him go! After they’d danced a few songs he got behind her and bent her over and did a bump and grind simulating sex. She was positioned facing us and the other men, so when her dress fell away, it gave everyone a show of her bare tits swaying to the music, with her nipples hard and in plain view.

After a couple of dances, some of the men started making sexual comments to her, and Vincent suggested it was time to leave. Both Jeff and Nell seemed to regret having to separate for the ride back to our hotel. Once we were underway, she scooted close to me and gave me a sloppy kiss. She rubbed my crotch and, finding me hard, whispered, “Looks like you really do like me acting like a slut.” She kept rubbing me gently as we rode, and soon had me so hard, my dick hurt! None of this was lost on Jeff, who was turned around in his seat watching us! And not just watching — he continued to flirt, telling Nell what a sexy body she had and how wonderful it had felt when they danced.

At one point Jeff said Nell’s dress was the sexiest he’d ever seen, and she replied that it wasn’t even the sexiest dress she had with her on the trip. She asked me to tell the guys about the blue dress I’d bought her. Of course it was one of the outfits she had refused to wear. I was surprised she was mentioning it! I explained that it was a blue silk micro-minidress cut low in front so that it showed a lot of cleavage and also barely covered the wearer’s ass. I said I’d bought it in case we went to a nightclub in town I’d read about called Tropical Heat.

Jeff immediately offered to take us there that evening. Nell said she would consider going to the club but would not wear the blue dress.

At our hotel we paid Vincent, including a generous tip, and he wished us a happy evening and drove off — leaving us with Jeff! We’d planned on having a chance to go up to our room to relax with a couple of beers or whatever before changing for our night out. I was relieved when the hotel security guard explained to Jeff that he couldn’t enter without a valid guest ID. He responded by asking Nell our room number and saying he’d call later.

When we were back in our room Nell practically attacked me, kissing me passionately while rubbing my dick through my pants. She asked me to turn on some music. She wanted to dance. With both of us so worked up, we were teasing each other more than we were dancing. I reached under her dress and found her pussy sopping wet and as hot as I’ve ever felt it. I pulled her panties down, then tugged at her nipples, making them hard and straining against her dress.

I teased her about getting all the men at the bar horny. I assured her that they would all be jerking off tonight while thinking of the wild sexy white girl. She moaned and said she could have done them all if we hadn’t left when we did.

With Nell hotter than I’d seen her in years, it looked like a great night of sex was in store. Then there was a knock at the door. Nell pulled her dress down and attempted to compose herself.

It was Jeff. He’d found a way around security! At this point Nell was so hot, I figured Jeff could smell her pussy. Her nipples were clearly visible and she was flushed. Jeff asked her to dance, and while they did, he held her tight and kissed her neck. Her neck is very sensitive, and I could tell she was getting even hotter than she’d been before.

After a couple of songs Jeff stopped the making out and raised Nell’s head, then kissed her softly. She moaned. He led her to the bed and they sat on the edge and kissed some more. After a few minutes she broke the kiss and removed his shirt, then resumed kissing, now rubbing his chest, feeling his hard upper body.

He was taking his time with the seduction. He was rubbing Nell through her dress but only grazed her breasts. After a few minutes he leaned her back on the bed, settled himself between her legs and continued kissing and caressing her. Her dress had bunched up and this man we’d only met a few hours before was inches from her bare pussy!

While continuing to kiss Nell, Jeff fondled her breasts through her dress. She was caressing his sides and now worked her hands between them and went to work unbuckling his shorts. When she finally managed it, she used her feet to push them off, then began rubbing his hard dick through his underwear. The tip extended well past the waistband.

He got up on his knees, giving her better access to his big dick. He reached under her dress, all the way from the bottom up to her tits, and began rubbing them, while with his other hand he diddled her pussy. After a few minutes of this he stopped, sat her up and removed her dress.

Laying Nell back down, Jeff sucked on her tits and fingered her pussy. She used her foot technique to remove his underwear, and his dick fell free. It was a sight to see. I have a normal six-incher, and I estimated that his was a few inches longer and way thicker. I found myself wondering if Nell could handle a dick that size — then realized what I was wondering!

They continued to kiss and caress until Nell asked Jeff if he’d like her to suck him. This surprised me because she very rarely gives me that pleasure. But she couldn’t get enough of his big dick. She took in as much of it as she could get in her mouth in between licking the shaft and sucking on his balls. After a while he positioned himself between her legs, lubricated himself with her wetness and started slowly entering her. Even as wet as she was, she had trouble taking him. But he took it slow and eventually got it all in, then began fucking her slowly.

Nell was moaning and really getting into it — getting very vocal, which she never does with me. She was begging Jeff to fuck her deeper and harder. But he stuck to his slow pace, only speeding up a little at a time. So she continued to beg to be taken harder, at one point saying she wanted his come in her pussy. After that he picked up the pace and told her she would soon be full of his seed. The combined juices from her pussy and the friction of his dick made a froth surrounding her pussy. In no time her body was shaking and she was screaming for him to take her while thrusting up to meet his thrusts. He gave a couple of hard thrusts and came inside her, then collapsed on top of her.

After a few minutes Jeff rolled off Nell and snuggled up to her with his long limp dick hanging over her leg. He looked over to me and told me — at least I thought it was what he said — to clean my woman. I was hesitant. Nell’s pussy was wide open, the lips swollen and red, with come flowing out and running down her thighs. But she was begging me to eat her, so I crawled between her legs and was soon overcome by the musty smell of their combined juices. I started to lick her clean, and after a while she came again. I was so turned on that I came too, without anyone touching my dick.

We rested, with Jeff lying on one side of Nell and me on the other. He was softly kissing her neck and lips and playing with one of her tits, and I rubbed the other. She was slowly stroking his long limp dick. After 15 minutes, Jeff stood up by the bed and with one hand played with Nell’s pussy and with the other rubbed her breasts. She continued to stroke him, and he started to get hard. He now had his fingers inside her, and she moaned and asked him to fuck her.

He positioned her on her knees on the edge of the bed to take her doggie-style but wasn’t fully hard yet, so he wrapped a hand around the bottom of his dick and started taking her with the portion that was sticking out. There was plenty of dick there, and he was soon able to get her moaning.

After 20 or 30 strokes he was hard as a rock. He took his hand away and plunged all the way into Nell. She went wild, screaming and shouting, “I love big dicks!” In this position Jeff was able to get in her all the way and started fucking the shit out of her. She babbled about how good it felt.

He fucked her for 15 to 20 minutes, then turned her over on her back, remounted her and started pounding her so hard, I was afraid he might hurt her. But far from seeming distressed, she looked (and sounded) like she was having the time of her life, until finally he blew another load in her.

Jeff got dressed, and Nell walked him to the door, where they talked softly and kissed for a few minutes. Once she’d seen him off, she returned to bed and offered herself to me. I’d like to say I drove her to the kind of climax she’d experienced with Jeff, but once I got in her pussy I only lasted a few strokes before adding my load to his.

In the morning I could tell that Nell was troubled. After showering, she sat on the bed and asked if I still loved her. I assured her I loved her more than ever. She said she didn’t know what had come over her and was sorry for her behavior. I told her that what happened had really turned me on and I’d had a great experience.

When she admitted she’d really enjoyed the feel of a dick so different from mine, I reached for her hand and placed it on my hard dick, telling her that this was what simply talking about it had done to me! She pulled me on top of her and we made love. While we fucked she teased me, saying, “You loved watching Jeff’s big dick take me, didn’t you?” I exploded hard and brought her to climax as well.

On our last full day on the island, we lay on the beach enjoying our last bit of sunshine, then around five had a light meal and went back to our room to clean up for our last evening. I showered first, then waited for Nell. When she emerged from the bathroom she was wearing the famous blue dress, with no bra or panties! It was even sexier than I imagined, with her tits almost fully exposed and the dress bottom only an inch or two below her crotch!

I began to question if the dress was appropriate for going to shabby beach bars, but Nell said, “Relax, we’re on vacation. No one we know’ll see us.” Touché!

We went to a joint we had frequented the past week, a small bar with bench seating. We sat down and ordered drinks, and the bartender stared openly at Nell. While we were on our second drink Jeff appeared, and not alone, which drew a puzzled look from Nell.

Jeff gave Nell a kiss and said he knew that she would come, then introduced his friend as Armand. (So it appeared that she was expecting Jeff but not Armand?) Armand was in his early 30s and also in great physical condition.

Jeff promptly sat down next to Nell and began lightly rubbing the leg near him above the knee, slowly working his way higher while telling her she looked very sexy in the dress. (Armand agreed!) Jeff continued to touch her, rubbing her back, leg and occasionally the sides of her breasts.

I excused myself to use the rest room, and when I returned, Armand had moved to the other side of my wife and both men were touching her — and drawing a lot of attention from the other patrons. Feeling a bit jealous, I leaned in and whispered to Nell that she was making a spectacle of herself. She gave me a look and asked me to escort her to the rest room.

Once out of range of the bar, she stopped and said, “Look, last night was on me for getting drunk and out of control. But tonight I met up with Jeff because you said it turned you on. Armand wasn’t part of the plan, but I’m game. You need to decide right now what you want me to do. We can say good night to the guys, or you can watch me do both of them.”

My dick made the decision for me. I was hard just having my wife talk about taking both men on. I told her to go for it.

When we got back to the bar, Nell asked the guys if they wanted to take a walk on the beach. The four of us walked up the beach toward our hotel. On the way, the guys were rubbing Nell’s ass and reaching under her dress to feel her bare rear and pussy. By the time we reached the hotel, both men were sporting huge bulges in their shorts. Jeff showed us how to avoid the security guard, and we made our way to our room.

The day before had been about seduction; this day was about raw sex. As soon as we were in the room, Jeff undressed Nell and, while kissing her, backed her onto the bed. He undressed quickly and mounted her. With her legs on his shoulders, he aimed his big dick at her pussy and without foreplay entered her.

He fucked her hard and fast, with Armand and me looking on. There were no complaints from my wife! She couldn’t wait to have him all the way in her, and writhed and shouted obscenities for ten minutes, at which time he drove her to climax and then filled her with his spunk. At that point I was called into action to lick her pussy clean.

I thought the two men would be taking Nell together, but now Jeff put his shorts back on while Armand was undressing for his turn. Being unfamiliar with her, he took a lot more time with foreplay, starting by kissing her softly, then kissing down her body. His dick, while not as large as Jeff’s, was still much larger than the one I had in my hand.

Finally Jeff was ready and had Nell get on her hands and knees so he could take her doggie-style. He started fucking her slowly, but when she screamed for more, he picked up the pace, bringing her to climax before depositing another load of come in her.

The guys took great delight when I once again licked Nell, getting her ready for more action. They continued to use her for three or four hours, calling on me to clean her pussy as required. Once they finally left for the night I reclaimed my loving wife. She was a mess, and her pussy was loose, but I had never loved her more!

Flying home, I asked Nell if she wanted to do something wild in the future. She said, “We can always come back here next year.”