Mrs. EastInWest Made a New Friend - For One Night

[EastInWest 1,524]

We've been on the road again, scheduled a week of intensive sightseeing in southern Europe and then a week of quiet on a couple of Mediterranean islands. When we got on the ferry after the first week, we were exhausted, and Mrs. E was feeling thoughtful since it's been a hectic few years and this was almost like a second honeymoon time for us. She surprised me talking about how she felt like time was passing and we weren't making enough time for spontaneous fun, and the swinging subject came up again.

 

We've played a few times with another couple over the last year or so, but she still didn't feel independent enough of some of her hangups to move beyond that, and she was finally feeling like she'd escaped the stresses at home. We talked a bit about what she meant, and she protested that she felt like the dresses she brought were a little prudish when all the other women she'd noticed seemed to be wearing almost nothing at all, so I offered to take her shopping when we got into the port. She liked that, and said that she felt like everyone was there looking for sex and that she didn't want to be a wallflower anymore. I asked her if that meant she wanted to pick up a playmate and she wasn't sure, but I was supportive and we encouraged each other to be keep things flirty and light this week. When we went shopping, I picked out a few breezy, see-through, short things for her.

 

That first night she wore some little tunic type of top with a white bra and panties, and at 5'9", it was pretty risque. It barely covered her ass, but it was typical for the women we saw walking around and we went out to hear some music. When she went up to dance, a couple of men got aggressive with their hands, but she connected more with a Finnish woman who initially assumed she was Finnish, too. Both were tall and blond, and I could see them dancing for a while before Mrs. E brought her over to introduce her and have a couple of drinks. The woman was maybe 40, there on her own and very flirtatious, but I could tell it wasn't likely going anywhere. She kept touching Mrs. E's hair and skin and kept giving me compliments, but after they parted ways Mrs. E said the same thing, that she couldn't figure out if something might happen there and had brought her over just to see where it went. I didn't want to press what she'd had in mind, but it was clear that she'd thought about it and was turned on by the woman, and I was really turned on by how bold that was for her and told her so.

 

The week wore on like that, a lot of flirting and groping, and we had a lot of sex between the two of us, but things took a turn on about day 5, when we went sunbathing in the morning. She wore a black bikini and went topless to even out her tan. She's fair skinned but turns a nicely bronzed color when she gets some sun and evening it out was a good idea. We'd only had coffee to start the day, and when the sun got a little higher and it was pushing lunchtime, I got up to go find something for us to drink and by the time I got back, there was already a man there talking to her and she was smiling and chatting back, not really looking up from behind her sunglasses but not hiding her breasts, either. I decided to hold back for a couple of minutes to see what happened, drinking my Coca-Cola at a shaded table, probably fifty feet away.

 

After a minute, her new friend sat down on my chair and she finally around a bit, and saw me at the table. She turned over onto her stomach and I could see they were still talking, and then he said something and put his hand on the small of her back and she started laughing and waved her arm at him to get his off of her. Then took out her phone and seemed to ignore him. I have a fitness tracker that's tied to my phone, and when it went off, I realized she was texting me, but my phone was still in the bag by the chair. The message that scrolled by just said "come back :)".

 

So I did, and when I got there she sat part-way up showing her cleavage and introduced me and told him he was actually in my chair, then smirked to me. "This is D, he says I don't have enough sunscreen on my back and it's almost the sunniest part of the day. He was going to help me with it." D was a little startled and tried to make friendly goodbyes, but I told him it was fine and to help himself to some of our water while I helped her with the sunscreen.

 

We made idle chat about the beach and the island, and Mrs. E was still face-down with her big white sunhat over her head while I was rubbing her back. I couldn't see her expression but could tell from her voice that she was pretty amused. Mrs. E made some comment about all the hard partying on the islands, and I decided to poke her a little, teasing her about being too conservative to ever have a one-night stand. That made her scoff. "You don't know everything", then she turned over, exposing her breasts again.

 

That emboldened D, and he asked her what she had against one-night stands. "Nothing." Then she squeezed her breasts between her arms a little, smiled, and asked if we thought her tan was evening out OK. (It was, and she told me later that she'd noticed D was visibly hard, something I'd missed.) Then she admitted the sun was getting too intense and that we needed to get back to our hotel room. She sat up and put on her bikini top, then smirked at me and mentioned wanting to open the bottle of wine the hotel had left in the room. "Maybe D should come hang out with us?"

 

"Sure."

 

Mrs. E only told me later that she was teasing and didn't think I was going to agree. Apparently she doesn't know everything, either.

 

Either way, Mrs. E had put on a kimono-style coverup and when we got back we sat down on the couch in the front of the room, then things proceeded very quickly. We barely got the wine poured and she was already breathing heavily just from getting nervous, and soon I had her coverup open and her bikini top off again, with her breast in my mouth. With another man watching, it made her blush and laugh and squirm like she was ticklish. Then D kissed her neck from the other side and went for her other breast, and at first she froze up and squealed, then moaned. Soon she had her legs spread and we were probing her with our fingers, while she reached for our cocks.

 

This isn't the first time Mrs. E had serviced two cocks, but it was the first time she'd picked a man up like this and she was really giggly and excited to feel him, especially knowing how horny he was for her. I got my swim trunks off and so did D, and Mrs. E went skiing for a few minutes while we licked and sucked her nipples and fingered her.

 

When D tried to go down on her, she demurred and pushed him back, then leaned to the left and kissed him. I was sitting on her right and leaned back while she kept squeezing my cock, and watched as she kissed his chest but didn't go any further, then rubbed her breasts in his lap. They made out intensely and she got sidetracked from stroking me for a minute, her hand sitting still while their tongues mingled. I had to grab her hand to remind her to keep going, then moved her hand down to my balls and let her tickle them and squeeze them before sitting back again so he could bury his face in her chest. She looked over at me and was smiling ear-to-ear, very pleased with herself, then leaned back my way and ran her tongue around my head while he fingered her.

 

I came first, still leaning back on the couch, when she stopped licking me and looked me in the eyes again. I groaned and she started to laugh around her gasps from the fingerfucking, then the first shot hit her neck and shoulder, the rest squirted all over her hand and wrist. She didn't bother to wipe it off when she sat back up, and then guided D's hand out of her and gave him the same teasing tongue treatment she'd given me. He was slower to finish, maybe more nervous, and the groaning lasted a while. She got down on the floor to jerk him off while on her knees. When he finally shot, she was looking him right in the eyes and his first rope hit her on the neck, too, making her squeak in surprise, something I'd never heard her do before, then kept stroking until he was done and tried to wipe her hands off on her breasts, which just made a mess of her. She was still laughing.

 

There was a moment there where we caught our breath, then she got up quickly and said she needed to wash up. She said goodbye to D, and he took the hint. We both put our swim trunks back on, and after the water was running he thanked me for inviting him over and wrote down his phone number if we wanted to meet again.

 

I looked at the clock after I shut the door, it was about 2:30, and I jumped in the shower with Mrs. E. We shut all the blackout curtains and passed out on the bed, then woke up, made out for half an hour, and I held her arms down over her head and fucked her brains out. She came repeatedly and, very out of character for her, was playful and trying to talk dirty to provoke me about what had just happened. She's not usually the type to talk confidently about sex but she was really laying it on thick about feeling him throb before he came and licking us both off her hands before she showered, smiling as she said it. (I asked her later if she was just teasing, she still refuses to tell me.) I gave it back to her, told her I had his phone number, and when she tried to say something about him fucking her bareback, she just ran out of air and came again.

 

After we were done, it was 7:00 pm. I asked her if she would really want me to text him, and she shook her head and said no. I picked out a black net dress I'd bought for her and she put it on over her black lacy panties and bra, and we went out for dinner, we shared a delicious whole fish while I admired her body. She seemed fine with everything and dinner conversation was light and breezy, no worries about home or anything else. It was a great night, and afterwards I walked her to a cocktail bar I'd seen down a hidden corner, and we started talking about sex again. Something clicked and she asked if I really had D's phone number.

 

He ended up meeting us at the bar an hour later, and we went back to the hotel room and probably destroyed that poor mattress: what started as her giving us both head quickly ended up with me sitting up on the headboard with Mrs. E's face in my lap, squeezing her breasts and rubbing her nipples, while D had her ass in the air pounding away at her from behind (with a condom, of course). We had all had a little bit to drink when we got to the room, and neither of us finished fast and she wasn't smiling and laughing this time. No kissing or eye contact. She was sweating, groaning, and choking on me. When he came hard, she came hard, and feeling her spasm in climax unable to get the noises out around my cock made me cum hard a few moments later. She missed most of my load, distracted by her own orgasm, and ended up drenching my lap in my own cum. She was still staring down, trying to catch her breath and ended up gasping when D pulled his cock out of her.

 

After a couple of minutes she rolled over and kissed his cock and wished him a goodnight. I walked him out and she was out cold when I got back to the bed, I deleted D's number and passed out with her around 1:00 am. We sat down when we got back to Athens a couple of days later to try to post about this, but we gave up and waited until we got home to give her time to collect her thoughts. She was turned on by her own rule-breaking and that second session was her throwing out the rulebook and finishing the job, even if she couldn't look either of us in the eye while she did it. She's not convinced she's ready to do it again, but pretty proud of herself for going that far.

[GoldCoCouple 4,066]

Uh...wow! Great story (especially for D to try and tell as his friends all call him a liar). Thanks for telling us!

[EastInWest 1,524]

Uh...wow! Great story (especially for D to try and tell as his friends all call him a liar). Thanks for telling us!

 

Thank you. It was not a small step for us, and to tell it, I had to fast-forward through all the near-misses it took to get to the one who tried to chat up Mrs. E, caught on to the existence of Mr. E, and didn't just run away.

 

This makes Mrs. E's third male play partner since we started, and yes, really her first "one night stand". She's still not ready to try the club scene. I feel like that's a next step for us. She's feeling more in her own skin and like playing with photography again so it might work out to get out in a public setting.

[GoldCoCouple 4,066]

She's feeling more in her own skin and like playing with photography again...

 

She's a beautiful woman and we thank you for the pictures that you posted and encourage you to keep posting more.

 

We keep laughing when we think about D telling his friends what happened and they are like 'sure it did...'.

[WSB421 91]

Congratulations on ensuring that all future vacations will be a major disappointment for D. Always love reading your stories and seeing pictures of the stunning Mrs. East; you are a lucky man!