Champagne anyone?

My wife and I have been married for 16 years.  We live in Brisbane, Australia. I am 59 and she is 54.  I’m a pretty average man, 182cm and 82 kg, and reasonably fit and healthy for my age.  My wife is an attractive Chinese woman, very slim and petite at 158 cm tall and 47kg.  She loves yoga and dancing and is a medical professional who looks after herself health wise.  I will call her Lori for the purpose of this story.

We’ve had a good marriage but with her working long hours and weekends, we don’t spend a whole lot of time together and when we do, she simply wants to relax.

For her birthday last Saturday, we arranged well in advance for her to take the weekend off.  I had a free night’s accommodation courtesy of a hotel membership that I hold so booked a hotel for the Saturday night at the Gold Coast and also booked an early dinner at a nice restaurant. 

Lori dressed fashionably for dinner in a knee length, figure hugging dress, a leather jacket and high heels.  She usually doesn’t bother with makeup but spent a lot of time in the bathroom emerging fully made up including false eyelashes that she hasn’t worn since our wedding.  She had used a curling wand on her hair and looked to me at least 15 years younger than her age.

We walked the 20 minutes or so to the restaurant and I confess to being proud when I saw several guys looking her up and down on the way.  We had a beautiful meal and although we are rare drinkers – my wife especially – ordered a bottle of champagne to celebrate her birthday and also to toast her for her tireless work.  To my surprise, she drank 3 glasses to my one then ordered another bottle.  Again, she drank 3 glasses and by that time was decidedly quite tipsy.  She had to hold my arm when we left the restaurant and she insisted we walk along the beachfront on the way back to our hotel.

She stopped to use a bathroom along the way and when she came out, I noticed something odd about the way she looked at me.  As she took hold of my arm, and we began to walk slowly along the beachfront she said, “I have something to tell you” then disclosed that she had removed her underwear and was feeling extremely excited.  She is a naturally shy and quite reserved woman, so this came as a bit of a shock.  I did realise though that she wasn’t just tipsy but drunk.

We walked on past lots of people, through a market that was set up on the beachfront and when I went to cross the road to head for our hotel, she indicated that we should keep on walking.  We walked another 300 metres or so and she pushed me towards a track that led from the street down onto the beach.  It was poorly lit and after a minute I felt the pathway become sandy. 

Lori stopped at a wooden post and rail fence that separates the beach from the street and leaned over it.  As she did, she said “I want you to touch me”.  I looked around but there were no people who could see us in the dark, so I stood behind her and felt up under her skirt as she stood with her legs apart.  Her pussy was absolutely dripping wet, and I was able to slide my index and middle fingers right up inside her.  She moaned loudly and pushed back onto my hand and began to gyrate slowly.  I removed my sodden index finger replacing it with my ring finger.  I then inserted my index finger into her ass which is something she hasn’t been keen on in the past.  She moaned again and pushed even harder against my hand forcing my index finger deep inside her before announcing “Ohhhh, I am cumming” and making high pitched keening noises as her orgasm took hold.  I had the hardest erection I have had in years.

We didn’t speak for several minutes as we slowly composed ourselves.  She was still affected by the alcohol, but we walked back to the lit street area and with her firmly holding onto my arm headed back towards the hotel.

We arrived at the hotel, and I thought it perhaps best if we had a coffee before heading up to our room to assist my wife to recover somewhat from the effects of the champagne.  She normally doesn’t drink coffee but agreed that it was a good idea.

We sat at a table quietly drinking our coffees and it became clear that my wife was still sexually excited. As she sat opposite me, she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs inviting me to “enjoy the scenery”.  This carried on for several minutes and I was looking in all directions hoping that nobody would see what she was doing.  A younger couple at a nearby table obviously realized what was happening and smiled across at us, the male at one point giving me the thumbs up.  I was slightly embarrassed and nodded and smiled back. My wife noticed this and immediately stood up and walked over to the couple. After a minute or so she beckoned me over.  The couple introduced themselves as Rolf and Sally.  They were from Holland and had been to a family wedding in Sydney.  They were spending a few days on the Gold Coast before heading further north to Cairns before flying back to Europe.

Rolf was 33, fair and quite slim although shorter than me and had a neatly trimmed goatee.  He said that he worked in banking.  Sally was 31 and worked as a florist. She was as tall as Rolf and also very fair and slim. Rolf spoke very good English while his wife struggled a bit but was understandable.  I apologized profusely for the intrusion of my wife, but they laughed it off and said it was fantastic that an older couple still clearly had a great sex life. 

Before I knew it, we were enjoying light conversation and Rolf had ordered wine for everyone.  I inwardly groaned as I knew my wife didn’t need it.  I noticed my wife and Sally deep in conversation with the odd whisper and giggle and tried desperately to hear what was being said.  One bottle of wine became two and I saw Sally whispering to her husband.  My wife stared straight at me and slowly opened her legs to reveal her glistening pussy.  She said “darling, I want it.” Which caused Sally to squeal and Rolf to laugh.

I thought we’d better call it a night and stood up holding my hand out to my wife and saying that we had better be heading up to our room.  My wife stood up and said “OK, but can Sally and Rolf come with us?”  I swear I nearly had a heart attack!  “What do you mean?’  I blustered.  Rolf said “Don’t worry.  We have been to a few swing parties back home; we are open minded people.”  What the hell had happened to my professional, quiet, shy and reserved wife???

As we got into our room my wife immediately fell to her knees, wrenched my cock from inside my trousers and began to suck it frantically at the same time fingering herself.  Rolf and Sally had gone back to their room to “freshen up” and would be with us in 10 minutes.  I forced myself back to reality and lifted my wife to her feet. “What’s happening?’ I said “Why are those guys coming back to our room?” My wife smiled seductively and said” I just feel like being wild for once.  I’m going to shower.” and ran off into the bathroom.

Within 5 minutes she was back clad only in the white toweling robe that the hotel provided.  I showered quickly and joined her. I swallowed a Viagra in the bathroom that I had brought down with only an expectation that I might use it. Great foresight me! Soon there was a gentle knock on the door and my wife hurried to answer it.  Rolf and Sally were there still in their street clothes but had clearly showered.

“OK” my wife said to Sally.  “You told me you are good at massage.  Show me!” at the same time letting the robe slip to the floor and laughing as she climbed up onto the bed.  Sally quickly undressed to her panties and joined her.  A bottle of body lotion was soon produced and Sally began to apply the lotion to Lori’s shoulders.  I confess to being both extremely excited and nervous.  Rolf must have noticed and he said with a smile “don’t worry.  I’m straight.  You are safe!”  I breathed an audible sigh of relief.

Rolf and I sat on a sofa and watched Sally massage Lori.  Lori had never previously shown any sexual interest in women and I was wondering when she would come to her senses and call a halt to the proceedings.

Sally massaged Lori’s back, thighs and calves before heading back up Lori’s body to her ass.  I watched with my heart in my throat as she ran her fingers up down Lori’s ass.  Lori had opened her legs slightly to this touch and I could hear her moaning softly as Sally’s fingers found her pussy.  Without prompting, Lori turned over onto her back spreading her legs even further.  Sally’s fingers gently rubbed her clit and pussy lips before finally entering Lori’s cunt.  As Sally fingered Lori, she bent across her body and I saw Lori take one of Sally’s nipples into her hungry mouth.  Rolf had stripped naked and was masturbating slowly fixated on the activities taking place on the bed.   Sally straightened up and shifted further down the bed and I watched in awe and her tongue began to caress Lori’s soaking pussy. 

This was too much for Rolf who moved behind Sally, took her panties off and pushed his cock deep inside her.  Sally’s licking began stronger and I head Lori yell my name.  I hurried over to her and she said in a husky voice “I want to suck you now.”  I threw the robe onto the floor and knelt beside Lori’s head.  She immediately almost swallowed my cock to a depth she never has before.  I slowly fucked her mouth and I could hear her orgasm mounting by her breathing.  Suddenly Rolf yelled “Oh fuck! I’m cumming!”  That set off a chain reaction of Lori having a massive orgasm as I shot what seemed like a litre of cum down my wife’s throat. Something I had never done before but she swallowed all of it greedily and licked and sucked me clean.

After everybody’s breathing returned to normal my wife noticed that only Sally hadn’t orgasmed.  She ordered Sally to sit on her face which Sally did immediately.  I watched again in total awe as my darling wife gently licked and sucked on this young woman’s pussy. After a minute or two, Rolf added some spice to the scene by lubricating a finger and slowly inserting it into Sally’s small, tight asshole. She came suddenly and hard bucking like a wild horse and yelling “oh yes, oh yes” over and over again.

As she dismounted Lori’s face, Lori reached out and grabbed me pulling me down onto the bed.  I was hard again and Lori climbed onto my cock and began to ride me like a crazy woman saying “FUCK me, FUCK me” with every stroke.  I saw her reach out and take Rolf’s cock and he stood as she took it into her mouth.  She began to ride harder but suddenly stopped as Rolf withdrew his cock and came all over Lori’s face and boobs.  She reached behind her and took my cock in her hand and forced the head inside her asshole.  Sally saw this and oiled both my cock and Lori’s ass with lube.  Even then it was a very tight fit, but Lori was determined and took the entire length deep inside her asshole.

Rolf was spent and had collapsed on the sofa.  Sally however was enjoying the action and was tongue kissing Lori and licking her husband’s cum from her face.  Lori screamed as she came extremely hard slamming her ass onto my cock with great force.  She slowly calmed down and slid to one side in a complete state of euphoria.  I didn’t expect it, but Sally immediately took my still swollen cock into her mouth and sucked like her life depended on it.  I tried to pull out of her mouth as I neared ejaculation but she wouldn’t have it.  I shot what felt like another litre of cum down this pretty young girl’s throat and she absolutely adored every drop.

With all of us physically spent, we said our goodnights and Rolf and Sally went back to their room.  Lori was either unconscious or in a deep sleep because she didn’t move a muscle when I put her into bed.

Fortunately, we had a late check out because Lori was still asleep at 10am.  When she woke just after eleven, she claimed not to remember anything that had happened after we left the restaurant however did complain of a sore asshole and playfully accused me of being responsible for the semen in her hair and on her body.  I never said a word.

Three days later and my cock is still sore and so red it would stop traffic.  Lori hasn’t said a thing about the evening although she DID ask me yesterday if I would be interested in a trip to Holland on our next holiday.  To be honest, I’m more interested in the Gold Coast just down the road!