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MICHELE'S NEW LIFE - CHAPTER 22B free porn video
CHAPTER 22B: OUR SECOND/FIRST HONEYMOON, PART 2
The next morning they awoke early in the morning and were on the beachside porch, naked and their feet up on the railing looking out over the morning ocean when Nancy arrived with coffee and fresh cut fruit. She announced herself and Tim called for her to bring it out to the porch. She set the tray on a table and poured coffee for each, “How are you guys doing this morning? You all look more refreshed than yesterday morning.”
Barb chuckled, “Well, we got to bed earlier last night. Okay, to be more exact we got to sleep earlier last night.” That got a laugh from everyone including Nancy.
Handing each of them a small plate of fruit, “Do you have any plans for today, or another day of relaxing?”
Barb replied, “No plans, just relax.”
Michele countered, “Not me! I plan to try to break that bed this time.”
“Michele! Not in front of Nancy.”
“It’s alright, Barb. The honesty is refreshing. So many people act as though we don’t know what is going on around here. I like you guys. Your relationship is unusual, but you are clearly all in love and open about it.”
Tim looked at the women and corrected the earlier impression, “Actually, I do have something planned for today. Parasailing for you two.”
Nancy was immediately excited, “Oh, ladies! You are going to love that. The views are amazing. I am sure you will go past much of the populated parts of the beach and shore. You’ll love it.”
“Especially how I have arranged it. But, don’t ask, you’ll see.”
They relaxed most of the morning, did the beach thing and played in the surf a little more before Tim got everyone going to get ready for the excursion to the docks to meet up with the boat for their adventure. Michele wasn’t really surprised but Barb definitely was that Tim had not forgotten about the large tank tops that he had Michele use the last time they were here for wearing to the beaches and in town shopping. The tank tops had huge arm holes that allowed a view of the sides of the breast under the right (or wrong) conditions. The bottoms ended just below their asses so they were technically covered … when they were standing and the wind wasn’t blowing.
Dressed in those and their sandal heels and carrying lotion they made their way to the lobby and the resort van to take them to the docks. Michele enquired, “Sir, shouldn’t we have bikinis for the parasailing?”
“I have everything planned, Michele. You two do trust me, right?”
“Of course,” was the dual response. But they shared looks between them. He was up to something, they just didn’t know what. YET …
The resort van dropped them off at the docks Tim specified before they left the resort. The entire journey had the driver adjusting the rearview mirror as the women sitting behind him could not possibly keep themselves properly covered in the outfit they wore. In fact, before even leaving the resort, Tim had a side talk with the driver which the women assumed was about their destination. In reality it was to assure him that he had no problem if he looked at the women, just don’t get us into an accident. The driver smiled broadly and assured Tim that he would personally guarantee their safe arrival. Once inside the van he turned and looked at the women and insisted that they fasten their seatbelts. Of course, the cinching of the belts only pulled the tops further up their thighs and there really wasn’t much further for them to go. And as he watched them reach for the belts and get them clipped in, he was provided with excellent direct looks at two fine, hairless pussies. He looked beyond the women and was reassured by a wide grin on Tim’s face.
At the docks he refused a tip and insisted that he be allowed to pick them up for the return to the resort. Tim said he would ask for him when they were ready.
They located the appropriate area of the harbor and walked down the wooden dock to the boat which was backed into the slip. The captain and crew were waiting. They of course knew of Tim’s special request and had worked out how they would manage it without getting their guests, or themselves, in trouble with the authorities. And they were also very attentive to helping the women onto the boat. And as in any situation of stepping onto a boat, it is easy to lose balance and grace is often not possible. Then add that they were wearing heels and it virtually made it impossible. And in the process they in fact exposed themselves to their waist as they were assisted aboard by the men. Barb, as Tim expected, blushed profusely. Tim came up behind her, put his arms around her just under her breasts and lifted slightly to move her breasts and kissed her on the neck. “I love you. And I really love how you blush.” He slipped a hand down her side and under the top and stroked her bare ass. She gave him a swat but was smiling.
The boat was started and the lines were cast off and it smoothly slipped away from the dock and out through the channel to the open sea. Once out of the harbor and cruising at a good speed, the captain set the course and handed the controls over to a crew member. He descended from the control level of the boat, “Are you ready ladies?”
They both look at Tim. Neither of them had ever done anything like this before. Even Michele who would be clearly the more adventurous of the two was showing hesitancy. Tim steps in front of them and assures them that he has check the whole idea out and thoroughly checked out this operation. They have a spotless safety record and all reports from people, even those not normally thrill seekers, say it is a wonderful experience. “I really want you both to do this. I know you will enjoy it. Oh, yeah, I almost forgot, they have agreed to that you can be nude. Normally, that’s not an option, but they have adjusted their route to get you up in the air before we are too close to shore.”
“Nude?!”
“Come on, you two. Here, a disposable camera. Michele, put it around your neck with this strap and you can take pictures.”
“Are you k**ding? I’m going to be holding on so tight I’ll put a groove in my palms.”
The captain came up, “Now’s the time ladies or we’ll be too close to shore.”
They looked at each other questioningly, but they both grabbed the tank tops and pulled them over their heads and kicked their heels off. All male eyes, except the one controlling the boat, were now glued to them. This was a rare event on the boat. The captain and another of the crew directed them to the rear of the boat. The tandem harness was laid out on the back platform. This allowed them to take off and land without ever having to get into the water. They sat on the harnesses and the two men attached the harness to the women which was something to watch. The crew inspected the fitting very closely. Tim smile broadly as the inspection seems to be far more diligent than might be expected for the system involved.
Once securely fastened in the harnesses connected to each other the take-off is easy as they just sit at the rear of the boat. The sails are released and when the parachute fills with air, the line is let out and they are gently taken off the boat. Although they were still holding onto the harness tightly, the launching off of the boat was the most exhilarating feeling they had ever felt. It was a feeling of flying, of soaring over the pristine ocean. As the line is let out more and more, they rise higher and higher in the air. It was so peaceful and calm up there that they both had the feeling they would have been lonely if the other hadn’t been there to share it with or talk to! Not even fully up in the air like they would be Barb admitted to her daughter that she is not really an adventurous person by nature, but this was amazing. As the sound of the boat drifted away as they rose slowly higher and higher above the water, the boat below me seemed to get smaller and smaller while the coastline came into my view. The peacefulness felt was like none they had ever experienced, it truly served as a mind opener to them both. Floating over the ocean, watching the amazing sights of the coast, and soaring across the sky almost made them feel they could do anything or be whomever they wished. Barb was especially struck by the sensation and vowed right there to make this relationship the best for all of them that she could.
But then the view … they were nearly overwhelmed by how spectacular the view was from there and they were very aware that they are in now over the public part of the island and are completely naked. And that sent an additional thrill through them. Barb verbalized it, “God, Michele, we’re naked up here over those people.” But being so high, nobody probably realizes just how much skin actually is being shown to them. They probably assume they are wearing bikinis. Michele is snapping pictures. Now completely comfortable and easily releases her hands to wave to people and the boat below and to take pictures. After about forty-five minutes of this wondrous experience that is more like floating in the air only with a good harness, they can feel the ride is concluding as they are reeled back to the boat. Slowly, just as slowly as they ascended, they are reeled back to the rear platform on the boat. And very gently, they are brought back onto the boat. Of course, in the process the crewmen assisting them back onto the boat are getting good feels of the two naked and horny women. And of course it is all but impossible to sit on the deck and remove the harness without spreading their legs and opening their hairless pussies in the process.
But once on board and released from the harnesses, the women both jump down from the platform and crash into Tim, sharing their experience in non-stop exclamations and descriptions. They captain appears with a tray of three glass of champagne for them as they head out to sea. Michele is the one who notices them going in the wrong direction. The captain yells down, “Your husband has also chartered us to go out to a spot where we often see dolphin.”
They crush themselves into Tim, again. Spilling some champagne in the process. A crewman immediately appears to refill their glasses. Tim wonders how he managed to get this duty. Neither of the women has hesitated long enough to even consider putting their tops back on. The three are sitting on the bench seat on one side with Tim squished between them. “So, my lovelies, what did you think of that experience?”
Barb burst out, “It was a terrific experience - one I will never forget. Honestly. It was not scary at all. I loved it so much, I didn't want it to end.”
Michele turned Tim’s face to hers and kissed him, “Thank you, darling. That was simply amazing. I too will never forget it. Not to mention being naked above all those people.” She lean into him and pulled Barb in too. “And I am so horny right now.”
“Tim, I feel the same way! But there is something else, dear. Something that Michele confirmed when we were up there. The feeling of floating 800 feet in the air, softly and gently, it gave me an eye opening experience that I can get past fears. I would never have thought I could manage that before. Now I know I am not limited by old fears and stereotypes. That I don’t have to limit my experience as that of a dowdy, middle aged, housewife. What I am going forward is up to me with you two helping me and supporting me. Is that taking too much out of one experience?”
Tim turned fully to her and took her in his arms, kissing her fully and passionately on the lips. “First, it is a wonderful thing to take from this experience. I love that you felt that. But, second, if you have ever felt like a ‘dowdy, middle aged, housewife’ with us, I can tell you with absolute certainty that you are the only one in this relationship who has felt that way.”
“And Mom? If this experience made you realize that, maybe we should go back up and see what happens next.”
Just then came a yell from above, “Dolphins on the starboard side.”
They jumped up but didn’t know what that meant. A crewman pointed behind them. They turned and saw them swimming at the surface and the boat slowly came so close they were right next to the boat. Several would occasionally jump out of the water. The women, excited as they were, leaned well over the railing, feet spread for support and stability. And providing an excellent view of exposed pussy to the crew.
So comfortable were they with the crew by the time they approached the harbor entrance that Tim had to remind them to put their tops back on. They carried their heels up the dock to the waiting van. As they approached the van Tim said, “The driver refused a tip coming out. The view in the rearview mirror was plenty, he said. I think he still deserves a tip, but …”
They put their heads together as they approached the van open door, whispering and giggling. Seated, they both made sure their tops were over their hips and struggled to clasp the seatbelts. They also made every effort to move in the seat to point to different things which allowed them to open their thighs. Occasionally, perhaps somewhat obviously. But the driver enjoyed it.
Their final afternoon Tim arranged for the same driver to take them by resort van to the same public nude beach he and Michele had visited the last time. This time when they got out of the van the women pulled their tops over their head and threw them into the van. Tim said, “Be sure these come back with you in four hours.”
“Yes Sir!” He watched them walk off with only a beach bag with towels, lotion and bottled water. He was already regretting that their stay was ending tomorrow morning.
Wearing sunglasses and nothing else, they walked through the crowd to the edge of the water and Tim turned and led them down the beach. Ahead were sand dunes a ways from the crowd. As they walked, Michele commented on that fact. “I see dunes ahead, Sir. This is looking familiar to me, Sir. It would seem we were in this same area of the beach once before on our first honeymoon.”
“Good memory, love. You did enjoy our time down here last time, didn’t you?”
“Oh yes, Sir! Very much.”
“And, do you think your Mother would will enjoy it, also?”
Michele’s thoughts went back to the memory of being fucked by two loose dogs and then meeting the owner of the dogs as the last one finished fucking her. They would eventually come to know him as Carlos Rodriguez. “Really, Sir? Oooooooo, yes. I mean, I am positive she will enjoy this stretch of beach behind the dunes from the crowd.” She turns to stare at Tim who raises his sunglasses and winks at her. She smiles. This should be interesting, she thinks. “Mom, the dunes provide a level of privacy and it is far enough away that only a few ever make it down this far.”
“Privacy with my lovers but in public? Sounds interesting.”
They walk to the end of the series of dunes so they are all between them and the main beach. They get comfortable and get lazy in the sun. Tim is the one who needs the lotion more since the women spend so much of their time naked and outside. They take turns making sure his ass and front are well covered. As a result he is frequently with a semi-hard cock. They also spend time frolicking in the water. And Barb can’t remember when she felt so young and vigorous as she has been with them on this trip. She feels as though the combination of the trip experience, the parasailing and the closeness has allowed her to turn a corner in her attitude. Tim throws her into the water like he had just done to Michele. She comes up gasping and laughing and leaps at him, grabbing onto his neck. She doesn’t let go, though. Tim can’t see but Michele does, it isn’t the water running down her cheeks, she is crying. Michele comes to them in the waist deep water, puts a hand on Tim and rubs her Mom’s back down to her ass. “What’s wrong, Mom?”
“Oh, God, nothing my dear daughter! You two just overwhelm me! This big hunk … chasing us both around in the sand, out into the water, grabbing us and throwing us into the air to fall into the water, grabbing tits and pussy underwater, making us giggle, shriek and scream our enjoyment of it … he treats me like I am a young woman like you. And I love it! This trip has given me a new insight into myself and our relationship, my place in it. I feel more self-aware and self-assured. It is almost perfect.”
Tim take her into his arms and carries her into shallower water and set her down on her butt. He and Michele join her and they hold hands and look out across the ocean. Again, he sees a drop of water hanging from Barb’s nipple and this time he bends over, both women watching, and he delicately licks it off. He smiles at Barb and then at Michele. “That is what a honeymoon is for and it was a wonderful idea you had for us to come. It gives the opportunity to totally focus just on each other without outside distractions. I only wish I could have made it perfect for you.”
“Oh, my darling, dear man. No, no, it is nothing you or my darling daughter could possibly give me. You both have given me more than I could have ever dreamed of. No, the only thing missing that would be perfect is a legal recognition of our marriage. And … that’s impossible.”
Tim smiled at her and raised her chin and kissed her lips. He pulled Michele in and they all hugged. “Let’s not just give in that it is impossible. Instead, let’s look forward to the day when we can realize such a thing.” He felt so much in love with these two women and he almost couldn’t wait … but he, and they, would have to for a little while longer.
They whiled away a little more time on the beach, sunning and talking about nothing special. Then, Michele was the first to react to the sound. Dogs barking further down the beach. She sat up and moved to her knees and shaded her eyes in the direction of the sound. Tim glanced over and smiled. Barb followed Michele’s attention but could see anything from her position and she too rose to her knees. Down the beach they could see two dogs barking and running towards them. Behind them, well behind them, stood a man watching the dogs as they ran down the beach. This mystified Barb who thought an owner should maintain much better control over his dogs than this.
But, as they got closer, Michele called out to them. Not by name but nonetheless calling them to her. This surprised Barb further, calling strange dogs closer? Sure, they both loved (literally) dogs, but calling and attracting strange dogs? But as the dogs got closer, Michele was getting excited and Barb just watched intently but still with some concern. She glanced at Tim, but he seemed completely unconcerned. When the dogs were upon Michele she took one in her arms while the other pushed its snout between her spread knees, sniffing and licking her.
Michele giggled, “Do you remember me? Huh, boys, you remember me?” Turning to her Mom, “I told you about the dogs that fucked me on this very beach at nearly this identical spot? These are the dogs, I know it!”
Barb looked down the beach, “And that is the man, the owner?”
“Yes, I recognize his shape and stature. He is being more discrete this time, maybe because you are here. But, Mom, these boys know how to fuck. Believe me. It looks like he is going to keep his distance, do you want to have a go with these two? I do. I may take them both if you don’t want to.”
“Oh no you don’t.” She turned to Tim, “Sorry, my love, but it’s been days since I had dog cock and knot.”
“I understand, my dear. I understand, I think. I’ve been married to a true dog bitch for some time now.”
Barb opened her knees and called a dog over and he came immediately. She saw Michele dip her head and then push the dog onto its side. Barb duplicated the movement and was soon licking sucking dog cock, again. The more licking and sucking of the tip, the more cock came to her as reward and the more cock that came to her, the more she sucked into her mouth until she was sliding her mouth and lips up and down the length of the immerging cock. And when she realized that the cock in her mouth was bumping into the back of her mouth and touching the top of her throat, she knew she had a good cock to initiate fucking. Without checking on Michele, she shifted her position to her hands and knees, presenting her ass to her next doggy lover, wiggling her ass and slapping it. He might not have been Jackson, but he knew what was being offered him and he quickly scrambled to his feet and climbed onto her back. Being a little clumsy, she felt herself scratched by his claws on her right side, but that seemed like a small price to pay now for this. She slipped her hand between her legs without even thinking to aid him into her pussy. Later it would occur to her how her daughter had turned her into such a willing and accepting bitch for dogs.
Penetrated, she cried out her pleasure and excitement. Doubled by the realization that she caught sight of Tim having sat up right next to her and intently watching her and that made her remember that she was on a public beach that other might possible walk by and witness. But none of that mattered now that this cock was inside her and pumping fast and frantic. She let herself go and moan and groan wantonly, without regard to her surrounding, to totally release herself to feel and experience this act of mating, in a public place, with a strange dog, with its owner watching even if at a distance. And she came then. Without even the knot inside her, she came. This was totally obscene and decadent but she was totally into now and loving it.
She didn’t care what Michele was doing or what Tim was seeing, all she cared about was the dog cock inside her. And when she felt the knot pushing at her lips, she groaned even louder. She pushed back and vocally expressed her desire for it, pleading for it.
Tim, for his part, was transfixed. He had witnessed his wife, his first wife, go into this state of complete surrender to her a****listic desires in coupling with dogs, beyond with Cody, but with Barb now, watching her completely give herself over to being this dogs bitch, this was new for a strange dog. And he saw a new aspect of this woman, his second wife, at least soon to be second wife.
With the knot pushing her pussy lips wider and wider, Barb screamed out her need, “Yes, please. Push your knot into me. Give me you knot and seed. I want you, I need you.”
The man off in the distance was taken by surprise. He expected Michele to be a ready and willing dog bitch but he was surprised at the voice he was hearing now. And he recognized it, knew it.
And she took the knot. Hell, she demanded it. She pushed back against it as the dog pushed at her. And when it went in, stretching her pussy lips far enough to pop the knot into her pussy, she scream out her joy and pleasure. And she was completely unaware of the small audience they had attracted, three single men and two couple now watching intently and perhaps u*********sly inching closer to the spectacle they were witnessing. But she wasn’t aware of any of that. All she was aware of was the knot and cock inside her greedy and needy pussy. And her entire being at the moment was entirely focused on that simple thing … cock and knot.
And when she felt the first spurt of dog seed inside her pussy, she came … again!
She wasn’t aware of the time being tied to the dog after. She wasn’t aware of the dog finally pulling his knot and cock out of her. All she remembered was being in Tim’s arms, on top him, his hand gently stroking her back, his lips kissing her neck and shoulders. In fact, a wonderful thing to remember.
What she wasn’t aware of was that once the dogs were done, the man down the beach had called them and they ran off to him.
Tim continued to hold her, though. At some point he picked her up and carried her to the shallow water and laid her down. Michele sat on the opposite side of her from him. He smiled at her. “That public experience appears to have been quite a bit for her.” Michele just lay next her Mom and gently kissed her.
Barb looked up at them rather sheepishly. “I had a sense that there were people watching us.”
Michele laughed, “Yes, there was. You were quite vocal. I am surprised the entire beach area didn’t come down.”
Barb covered her eyes, but Tim came to her defense, “Michele, it wasn’t that much. Yes, vocal but not to the main beach vocal. It was stunning, love. Really, I mean it. It was amazing. You were amazing.”
“He’s right, Mom. You were. I was rather occupied myself, but I could tell you were truly enjoying it.” She turned, hugged her Mom and rolled them over in the shallow water until her Mom was on top of her. She hugged her and kissed, “What did you think, though? Wasn’t it amazing to that is semi-public, hell it was in public. But those people were so turned on, the guys were stroking themselves and the women were getting felt up.”
“It was, yes, it was. But I don’t want to make a habit of that.”
“Don’t worry, Mom. We understand you limits to this. What’s this?” She was stroking her Mom’s side and felt the scratch. She lean her head to the side and inspected it from that awkward angle. “You got scratched?”
“Yes, but it’s not bad. And it’s not the first time, is it? A little scratch isn’t much for such pleasure.”
Tim is sitting next to them and stroking Barb’s back down to her ass. “We’ll get some antiseptic cream for that when we get back to the resort. And you’re right, it’s no worse than any of the others.” He lay down next to them and each turned their face to him and his kissed each. “I have really enjoyed this time. But we need to head back to the parking lot.”
They gathered their things and headed back to the main beach, walking hand-in-hand-in-hand.
They decided to have a last dinner as room-service and enjoy it on the beachside porch. When the young man brought the serving cart with the food and wine he seemed quite distracted as they sat on the porch completely naked. When he left, Barb burst out, “I still feel so decadent to be so naked while being served by a young, handsome man that I never saw before.”
Michele giggled with her, “But you also enjoy it, don’t you. Admit it. You like that a young man enjoys your naked body.”
“Yes, I admit it. I do. What a time I have had here with you two. I really hate to see it come to an end.”
“Ladies, it is not ended, yet. But it is a big day tomorrow. I suggest that after dinner we go for a walk on the beach and enjoy the night air and the ocean breeze. And then get some rest. You two had quite a day, already.”
That’s what they did. Again strolling down the beach, the quiet, the dark, the feeling of privacy even if they were openly on the beach that is shared by all the guests during the day. And before too long, Michele takes things in hand, literally. Her Mom isn’t the only one feeling the incredible closeness that has developed and pulled them in ever further. She stops somewhere along the beach, the location and real or imagined privacy level wasn’t even important at the moment. She encourages Tim onto his back and quickly has his cock in her mouth before Barb hardly reacts to her actions. But in only moments he is again hard and ready and she crawls up along his body and swings her leg over him and impales herself. She looks at him and then up to her Mom. “I suggest you sit down on his mouth before he starts talking.” She giggles and does exactly that. Spreading her knees and carefully planting her pussy directly on top of his waiting tongue already sticking out and eager to penetrate her lips and pussy.
Then, to complete the relationship, the two women join in their own embrace, playing with breasts and nipples, kissing and trading tongue. None of them were aware of anyone who might or might not have passed them on the beach. They weren’t aware of time. Whether it took no time at all or a long time before they all enjoyed mutual orgasms. The only thing they were aware of … at all … was that they did in fact share mutual orgasms.
And after a joint shower and more grab ass and feeling of each other, they did end up in bed to sleep. Knowing this was their last night at the resort. They had the feeling it was early, but nobody cared to check. They were happy and in each other’s arms.
And … Tim smiled in the darkness … as he felt his two women drifting into sleep … their arms and legs d****d over him. He smiled … and even though the honeymoon was now going to be over, couldn’t wait for the next day …
* * * CHAPTER 23A: THE HONEYMOON BECOMES MORE will follow * * * Thanks for reading.
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