Keen Couple
08-08-2010, 02:30 PM
There was a bit of hocus-pocus involved between the warden and I the next Sunday we were there, as prearranged we invited the wives to lunch at the nearby pub for a treat, the wives little knowing what it was really about. We dressed, took my car and motored down to a very posh pub a mile or so away and had a very good lunch followed by a couple of large brandies each. A very distinguished man approached us and, recognised by the warden and his wife, was introduced as the man who had processed our film. My wife blushed at first then warmed to him as he was very jovial and easy to get on with, although the wardens wife did give her husband a few sideways curious glances. Another brandy and I for one didn’t fancy the drive back for a while and so we were invited back to his house for an hour or so to rest and he took us to what was a very large place with well kept grounds and fringed by the forest that adjoined the club. A few coffees later and a lengthy chat and an observer would have though we were long standing and close friends. Now Ann was not a drinker and the number she has consumed made her very mellow so when the subject of photography came up she was not unduly perturbed even when a camera was produced and he took some snaps of the girls. We left in a jovial mood and he took us back to my car and after dropping the other couple off headed back home, both agreeing that our new friend was very nice.
I was very careful not to mention the visit and it was a couple of weeks before any kind of sex talk relating to the club occurred and it was she that told me the old men had accosted her and asked if there was any chance of us visiting the club on a more private day. She admitted that she was not upset by their request but told me she had not held out much hope for them as, lets face it, it was all men that got at her and I must be a bit narked that she had handled and masturbated them. I knew I had to tread softly and spent a long time assuring her that I had not minded anything she had done as long as she did not think she was being forced into it. She thought long and hard before reddening and telling me that she would never be happy if the shoe was on the other foot and it was women with me instead so to be fair she had decided that nothing like that would happen again. I thought that was that as far as my urge to watch other men enjoying her body, knowing though that I desperately wanted it to happen again. We visited the club and had a good day, the day ending with the warden handing her a letter from our new friend and she decided not to open it until we were home.
She read it and smiled, handed it to me and I saw it was an invitation to visit the next Sunday afternoon and if the weather was nice perhaps we would consider doing a few naturist photos. She surprised me by phoning and after a long conversation, interspersed with a few laughs she agreed and that was that. We arrived to be greeted with a lovely cold lunch with a bottle of wine and when pressed Ann even agreed when it was suggested that another already chilled one was opened to be enjoyed while we did the posing. We already knew he was a keen naturist and he disrobed at the same time as we and with camera in hand we went to different parts of the property and he took some of her and some of us together, finishing off just inside the woods at the fringe of his property. There was a fallen tree, obviously worked on by him, and he posed her on it for the last few shots she was laughing and smiling and fully relaxed and I knew all the photos of her would come out super. I smiled to myself as he set her up for the last one and laid her along the trunk with one foot resting on a lower sawn off branch and when he had finished setting her, stepped back I knew he had purposely set up her most provocative one of the day. She was just turned slightly to the camera but he had made sure her breasts were pointing upwards in full view her legs parted, because of the way they were on the branch, her vulva pouting enough to show inner lips and her clitoris and I had to control myself to stop swelling as she looked so inviting and ready for anything.
A well padded and what looked very official large envelope was delivered by the postie knocking on the door and the bride warily opened it. There was a gasp and a laugh as she pulled a sheaf of photos out and spread them on the kitchen table and there was no need to ask where they had come from, naked figures adorning the cloth told that. I feigned moderate interest in them and watched her closely and a blush turned to crimson red as she came to the one I knew was taken last and as she glanced at me I pretended not to have noticed. At last she turned it towards me so that I could see it, Wow!!!!, it was even beyond my expectations and my cock filled my trousers and knew that any red blooded male would get an erection from viewing her charms, she still crimson she gasped and stated that it made her look like a porn model. Thankfully after fifteen minutes of looking at shall we say the more conservative ones as well for a few times she did giggle and forgive our new photographer friend and informed me that she would ring him and heap praise on his prowess with the camera and darkroom techniques. That done, amid lots of chuckles and gasps I ventured to ask if she would ever let him take more, she blushing once more, admitted that he had asked and she had not refused so it was on the cards.
She showed most of the pictures to our close friends when we were next at the club and on our return home told me she had a confession to make. I was all ears as she admitted that she had been so enthused by everyone’s response to the photos that she had shown them to the old men, and yes she had the devil in her and had included the special one. She laughed and said it was a good job nobody else was close by as they both had immediate erections and as she was turned on she let them both have a minute sucking her nipples and a quick finger poke as she held their cocks then she left it with them as a keepsake. I feigned shock but laughed and told her I wished I had been there to see it, begging her to reconsider and visit when it was quiet, my reward being that she would think on it and I would have to wait and see. Nature took a hand in what happened the next week and we married men thank our lucky stars when our ladies get those extra urges, sound familiar? well you can rest assured I did not let the opportunity slip by. She needed cock twice a day from the beginning of the weekend and did not bat an eyelid when I suggested we snatch a day off in the week and go to the club for some outdoor fun, not even hesitating when I said we could dodge anybody that might be there.
My spouse was very buoyant as we drove to the club and I was secretly hoping that the two old men would be there so that I could perhaps manipulate a situation while she was on this continuing sexual high. I was deflated as soon as we arrived and found just the older of them there and a plumber friend of his who was working on a problem with the showers, worried that he would not have them back in use that day. We did not get undressed as both men still had their clothes on and we stayed in the club house and had a cup of tea with them before making ourselves scarce. As soon as they went back to work we quickly disrobed and went to the meadow, not putting too much sun lotion on as we realised we would probably not be able to shower and we lazed in the grass caressing each other to nice arousals and my wife admitted that she was craving my cock so she would not bring me to ejaculation with her mouth or hand, saving it for when we got back home. I in turn brought her to two very noisy orgasms with my tongue and even as she was still gasping begged me to thrust fingers up her as she still needed more. I gladly obliged and worked two in her already slippery vagina and she immediately pushed at them gasping and crying for another so I stretched her wide with three and quickly wriggled them all round her soft inner fleshy walls. She was panting, moaning and squealing as her body convulsed in climax, cum juice covering my fingers as I furiously kept them going in and out of her gripping tunnel and her body shuddered for an age before she started to return to earth with long moans of satisfaction. We lay for ages and she still twitched now and then, giggling as she told me she would like a repeat performance and we ought to get home as soon as possible so that we could finish the day off with a bang.
There was no sign of the men when we got back to the clubhouse and I poked my head round the door of the shower room and saw our friend under a cascade of water. He happily told me all was now well and as there was no sign of the plumber told my wife we could shower before we departed if she would like to. I left her undressing and went to the car for our towels then, quickly disrobing went into the showers to join them. Now I was by no means shocked, more excited, when I saw my wife being soaped and fondled all over by the old man, she in turn hanging on to his erect bubble covered member, giving it a full stroke to stretch his foreskin to the full now and then. I knew, of course that she had dallied with them when she had given them a photo but this was the first time I had actually walked in on her while sexual activity was taking place without me being there. She gave me a quick glance and saw my growing erection and took that as a sign that things were ok, stretching his foreskin right back once more as a way of letting me know that she wanted to carry on. I joined in to show my aproval, standing behind her and cupped her breasts while the old man slid a couple of fingers into her love tunnel, causing her to gasp and wriggle as he gently worked on her inner flesh. Her arousal was quick so we rinsed her off and then the man knelt and tongued her exposed clitoris as I gently tweaked her hard nipples with thumbs and forefingers, bringing on a climax that made her gasp and pant with pleasure as she reached for my cock and played with it.
It was that scene that the naked plumber walked in on and the three of us looked over to him as he had a good look at my spouses nakedness as she still quivered slightly with her receding orgasm. We watched as his limp penis rapidly hardened and was soon standing out proudly and I glanced at my wife as she witnessed the biggest one she had ever seen. Not only was it at least an inch longer than mine but its thickness was something to behold and the already swollen helmet was dark purple and huge and dark veins running along the shaft made it look a formidable weapon as it pulsed and jumped with excitement……. Wow!!! Look at the time, must go but I will definitely continue the rest of this encounter shortly. :banana: :banana:
I was very careful not to mention the visit and it was a couple of weeks before any kind of sex talk relating to the club occurred and it was she that told me the old men had accosted her and asked if there was any chance of us visiting the club on a more private day. She admitted that she was not upset by their request but told me she had not held out much hope for them as, lets face it, it was all men that got at her and I must be a bit narked that she had handled and masturbated them. I knew I had to tread softly and spent a long time assuring her that I had not minded anything she had done as long as she did not think she was being forced into it. She thought long and hard before reddening and telling me that she would never be happy if the shoe was on the other foot and it was women with me instead so to be fair she had decided that nothing like that would happen again. I thought that was that as far as my urge to watch other men enjoying her body, knowing though that I desperately wanted it to happen again. We visited the club and had a good day, the day ending with the warden handing her a letter from our new friend and she decided not to open it until we were home.
She read it and smiled, handed it to me and I saw it was an invitation to visit the next Sunday afternoon and if the weather was nice perhaps we would consider doing a few naturist photos. She surprised me by phoning and after a long conversation, interspersed with a few laughs she agreed and that was that. We arrived to be greeted with a lovely cold lunch with a bottle of wine and when pressed Ann even agreed when it was suggested that another already chilled one was opened to be enjoyed while we did the posing. We already knew he was a keen naturist and he disrobed at the same time as we and with camera in hand we went to different parts of the property and he took some of her and some of us together, finishing off just inside the woods at the fringe of his property. There was a fallen tree, obviously worked on by him, and he posed her on it for the last few shots she was laughing and smiling and fully relaxed and I knew all the photos of her would come out super. I smiled to myself as he set her up for the last one and laid her along the trunk with one foot resting on a lower sawn off branch and when he had finished setting her, stepped back I knew he had purposely set up her most provocative one of the day. She was just turned slightly to the camera but he had made sure her breasts were pointing upwards in full view her legs parted, because of the way they were on the branch, her vulva pouting enough to show inner lips and her clitoris and I had to control myself to stop swelling as she looked so inviting and ready for anything.
A well padded and what looked very official large envelope was delivered by the postie knocking on the door and the bride warily opened it. There was a gasp and a laugh as she pulled a sheaf of photos out and spread them on the kitchen table and there was no need to ask where they had come from, naked figures adorning the cloth told that. I feigned moderate interest in them and watched her closely and a blush turned to crimson red as she came to the one I knew was taken last and as she glanced at me I pretended not to have noticed. At last she turned it towards me so that I could see it, Wow!!!!, it was even beyond my expectations and my cock filled my trousers and knew that any red blooded male would get an erection from viewing her charms, she still crimson she gasped and stated that it made her look like a porn model. Thankfully after fifteen minutes of looking at shall we say the more conservative ones as well for a few times she did giggle and forgive our new photographer friend and informed me that she would ring him and heap praise on his prowess with the camera and darkroom techniques. That done, amid lots of chuckles and gasps I ventured to ask if she would ever let him take more, she blushing once more, admitted that he had asked and she had not refused so it was on the cards.
She showed most of the pictures to our close friends when we were next at the club and on our return home told me she had a confession to make. I was all ears as she admitted that she had been so enthused by everyone’s response to the photos that she had shown them to the old men, and yes she had the devil in her and had included the special one. She laughed and said it was a good job nobody else was close by as they both had immediate erections and as she was turned on she let them both have a minute sucking her nipples and a quick finger poke as she held their cocks then she left it with them as a keepsake. I feigned shock but laughed and told her I wished I had been there to see it, begging her to reconsider and visit when it was quiet, my reward being that she would think on it and I would have to wait and see. Nature took a hand in what happened the next week and we married men thank our lucky stars when our ladies get those extra urges, sound familiar? well you can rest assured I did not let the opportunity slip by. She needed cock twice a day from the beginning of the weekend and did not bat an eyelid when I suggested we snatch a day off in the week and go to the club for some outdoor fun, not even hesitating when I said we could dodge anybody that might be there.
My spouse was very buoyant as we drove to the club and I was secretly hoping that the two old men would be there so that I could perhaps manipulate a situation while she was on this continuing sexual high. I was deflated as soon as we arrived and found just the older of them there and a plumber friend of his who was working on a problem with the showers, worried that he would not have them back in use that day. We did not get undressed as both men still had their clothes on and we stayed in the club house and had a cup of tea with them before making ourselves scarce. As soon as they went back to work we quickly disrobed and went to the meadow, not putting too much sun lotion on as we realised we would probably not be able to shower and we lazed in the grass caressing each other to nice arousals and my wife admitted that she was craving my cock so she would not bring me to ejaculation with her mouth or hand, saving it for when we got back home. I in turn brought her to two very noisy orgasms with my tongue and even as she was still gasping begged me to thrust fingers up her as she still needed more. I gladly obliged and worked two in her already slippery vagina and she immediately pushed at them gasping and crying for another so I stretched her wide with three and quickly wriggled them all round her soft inner fleshy walls. She was panting, moaning and squealing as her body convulsed in climax, cum juice covering my fingers as I furiously kept them going in and out of her gripping tunnel and her body shuddered for an age before she started to return to earth with long moans of satisfaction. We lay for ages and she still twitched now and then, giggling as she told me she would like a repeat performance and we ought to get home as soon as possible so that we could finish the day off with a bang.
There was no sign of the men when we got back to the clubhouse and I poked my head round the door of the shower room and saw our friend under a cascade of water. He happily told me all was now well and as there was no sign of the plumber told my wife we could shower before we departed if she would like to. I left her undressing and went to the car for our towels then, quickly disrobing went into the showers to join them. Now I was by no means shocked, more excited, when I saw my wife being soaped and fondled all over by the old man, she in turn hanging on to his erect bubble covered member, giving it a full stroke to stretch his foreskin to the full now and then. I knew, of course that she had dallied with them when she had given them a photo but this was the first time I had actually walked in on her while sexual activity was taking place without me being there. She gave me a quick glance and saw my growing erection and took that as a sign that things were ok, stretching his foreskin right back once more as a way of letting me know that she wanted to carry on. I joined in to show my aproval, standing behind her and cupped her breasts while the old man slid a couple of fingers into her love tunnel, causing her to gasp and wriggle as he gently worked on her inner flesh. Her arousal was quick so we rinsed her off and then the man knelt and tongued her exposed clitoris as I gently tweaked her hard nipples with thumbs and forefingers, bringing on a climax that made her gasp and pant with pleasure as she reached for my cock and played with it.
It was that scene that the naked plumber walked in on and the three of us looked over to him as he had a good look at my spouses nakedness as she still quivered slightly with her receding orgasm. We watched as his limp penis rapidly hardened and was soon standing out proudly and I glanced at my wife as she witnessed the biggest one she had ever seen. Not only was it at least an inch longer than mine but its thickness was something to behold and the already swollen helmet was dark purple and huge and dark veins running along the shaft made it look a formidable weapon as it pulsed and jumped with excitement……. Wow!!! Look at the time, must go but I will definitely continue the rest of this encounter shortly. :banana: :banana: