MICHELE'S NEW LIFE - CHAPTER 22A free porn video

CHAPTER 22A: OUR SECOND/FIRST HONEYMOON

She was a little taken aback despite the warning and description they had given her. She felt a hand on her elbow guiding her and she looked to see Tim moving her to follow their luggage to the registration counter. Behind it was a beautiful young woman who was topless, thong panties, sheer wrap around her shapely hips, and high heels. She wore her name tag on a slim chain around her neck which hung between her ample breasts. She greeted them by name, “Tim, Michele and Barb, welcome. I see the reservation is for three. This is quite unusual. But you are approved and I see that Tim and Michele have stayed with us before. So welcome back. Let’s get you registered and then we can go over the resort rules, or the lack of rules as a refresher and for Barb. Which one of you is Barb?” When she self-consciously raised her hand, “Well, welcome, Barb.”

Once completed, she asked another woman to watch the counter and turned to them, “If you will follow me. Your luggage will be delivered to your cabin. We’ll take the long way and I’ll show you some of the amenities available here and also be able to point out dress and ‘behavior’ for the resort. If you would like to undress, your clothes will also be delivered to your cabin. You will fit in much better without the clothes.” All three of them did, Barb being more hesitant about stripping down in the lobby of a resort. With their clothes folded on top of their respective luggage, “Okay, no underwear, ladies. You should fit in well here.” She smiled and proceeded on the tour. “In the main building is the lobby, registration, main offices, and any assistance you might need to setup an excursion, for instance. Also in the main building is the formal restaurant, lounge and dance club. No active sexual behavior is allowed in these areas, except for the dance club which is designed for some privacy in the booths. The booths are adequately sized for the three of you. Just so it is clear, no oral or genital sex is allowed in the club. But kissing, hugging, petting, being playful is appropriate. Our resort is setup for the purpose of encouraging an attitude of “sexy is encouraged”, anywhere. Full sex around the pool complex should be discrete. We don’t encourage gangbangs or multiple partners. On the beach and other areas outside and away from the main building, it is anything goes as long as it is consensual. We encourage minimal sexy clothes for the women in and around the main complex. We find that most people agree that a little is sexier for dining and socializing at the lounge, restaurant, and the dance club. But, if someone wants blatant nudity, we have no rules against it. Everywhere else, total nudity is good, if not encouraged. Any questions?”

As they walked through the pool complex and out to the beach, it was nothing but nude bodies. Some of the women walked to or from with a sheer wrap but more just stayed naked. The wait service, male and female, wore sheer wraps tied around their waist. They were so sheer that no true cover was provided but only the impression of cover.

Michele had been paying attention and her Mom was clearly a little overwhelmed by it all. She could also see that she was getting very aroused by everything she was seeing and the clear implication for the next four days of their stay. She came alongside her Mom and pulled her into her side as they walked. “How are you doing, Mom? I mean … Barb.”

But the woman had heard. She stopped when they reached a spot along the route where they had some discrete separation from others and she turned to the three following her. “I am dying to know and it is none of my business, I know. Your reservation is approved which means it was arranged ahead of time to get around the ‘Couples, only’ rule. Tell me to mind my own business but if I was taking my mom to an island resort, it wouldn’t be one that was actively sexual.”

Tim laughed, “No problem. Ladies …” they all held up their left hands to show the identical gold rings. “We know it is not legal where we call home, but we are no less committed than if it was legal. The three of us ‘married’ to each other. To each other in all the possible combinations. Barb is Michele’s Mom, my mother-in-law. We use ‘Mom’ and ‘Barb’ interchangeably but we were trying not to here.”

“So, it’s not them married to you, but them to each other, too. That is so … wonderful, amazing. I’d love to hear more when I am not on duty.”

Barb looked a little nervous about it being known but was the one to respond, “Catch up with us for a drink some night or on the beach someday. We think it is wonderful, too.”

The woman showed them to their cabin and then excused herself but promised to look them up. Barb thought she was in some kind of paradise dream. The cabin was on right on the edge of the beach with a porch and separate entrances on opposite sides to both the beach and the commons grassy grounds on the opposite side. The suite had a firm king bed, large shower that would be easily big enough for the three of them, and a large whirlpool bath. The structure was built for airflow to keep it cooler in the heat of the day. Michele added details that her Mom should expect as part of the service. There will be daily maid service with changing the linen and towels, making the bed, replenishing the toiletries, and the complementary bar and refrigerated items. There is also 24/7 room service. The room service menu is in the guest information book on the desk. There is no TV or wireless service at the resort. This is intended to be a complete escape from the world we left.

Then she remembered Michele’s comment about Tim’s commitment to his promises to them. Despite his frantic activity with setting up his new office and responsibilities, he not only fulfilled his promise to provide the honeymoon she wanted, but at a location where he would be isolated from the temptations and distraction of work. Everything that she encountered about their new relationship just increased her love and devotion to it.

Without any comment she walked up to Tim, hugged him to her, wiggling her body into his and kissing him deeply. “I love you, Tim. Thank you for this trip and making the time from your absurdly busy schedule for this and I know you are doing this for me. You and Michele have already had your honeymoon. I just want you to know and that I appreciate it.”

“Barb, you are worth the effort. And you deserve the same symbolic celebration of our marriage. And it was an appropriate request for the three of us.” Tim stood there and looked at them. He was weighing something in his mind. He walked to Michele and kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, “Honey, your Mom needs this experience like a honeymoon. I want to give her that with an immediate fuck on the porch outside like we did when we came down here.”

“Perfect, Tim. That’s why she loves you so much. You are concerned about both of us. I’ll help.” What a wicked smile she gave and Barb got curious what they were planning.

Tim stepped over to Barb and took her into his arms. He hugged her tightly and raised her up off the ground. Her legs involuntarily opened slightly and his hardening cock slipped between her legs and he put her back down but remaining in his arms. He kissed her deeply on the lips and looked into her eyes. She saw desire in them and she responded by rubbing her pussy along his still hardening cock. “I want you, Barb. Now. Outside. On the porch watching everyone on the beach. We’ll unpack later.” Her mouth was still hanging open as he took her by the hand and led her outside onto the beachside porch, took her again in his arms and kissed her. “I want you in front of anyone who might look. Do you have a problem with that?”

“Uh …”

But he didn’t wait. He turned her around to face the beach and slipped his hands around her and squeezed her breasts and kissed her neck. “Look at the beach, Barb. The people walking by. Almost all of them are naked. Many are holding hands, touching each other. See those two to the side kissing? Are they getting ready to find somewhere to go further?” He drops one hand to her pussy and she u*********sly opens her legs as he describes the scene in front of them, asking his questions, posing his thoughts. “You’re wet, Barb. You are ready. Lean on the railing, Barb. Your daughter is there and wants you, too.” She looked over the railing and Michele was indeed standing there with her arms out to her. She leaned forward with her elbows on the railing and kissed her daughter who immediately pushed her tongue into her mouth. And Tim was just as quickly at her ass. His hands hold her and pulling her cheeks apart as he rubbed his cock up along her pussy and over her asshole. She raised herself up onto her toes without losing contact with Michele but elevating her pussy and giving him a better angle to penetrate her. She wanted this, too. Yes, even in front of anyone who might look there way. To be blatantly and obviously taken by her man. And when he did penetrate her pussy, she moaned into her daughter’s mouth.

Michele broke the kiss and pulled her mother to her, hugging her but also looking up to Tim. They exchanged smiles and blew each other kisses.

Barb raised her body up to support herself with her hands on the railing. Michele disappears only to reappear next to her, squeezing her breasts and nipples and alternating to her clit. All the while Tim is pumping his cock into her pussy that has become so stimulated by the attention and the public exposure that she can nearly hear him as his cock goes in and out of her. And she gasps and groans when he fully pulls out of her and thrusts back in, fully out and back in, repeatedly. She feels so decadent. How hot, wet and gaping must she be that he can pull all the out of her and so easily and cleanly thrust right back into her? Then, on top of those thoughts, Michele is standing next her and leaning to her ear, “Mom, you are so hot. You pussy is gaping every time Tim pulls out of you, it just stays open to receive him on the next thrust. He doesn’t even have to guide it in, he just thrusts and it goes in like it has eyes only for your hole.”

She shudders and her arms push against the railing and Michele takes her nipples between fingers and twists them at that moment. Barb is gone, lost in this overstimulation. She cries out as she shivers and shudders, her head hanging down from her shoulders, her breast swinging wildly from the thrust behind her. She cries out again and again in her orgasm, moaning in-between. Tim leans against her, reaches around her and raises her chin. “Open your eyes, Barb. Look to the beach and your audience.”

Almost reluctantly, she does. She is just coming down from her orgasm, just starting to recover, and she opens her eyes and makes them focus out over the beach and … so many people. All turned, stopped where they were when she cried out in her orgasm, all looking directly at them, some even moving a little closer. Some men standing behind their women, stroking breasts and crotches. But all watching. “Oh GGGOOOOODDDDDDDDD!!! I’m … cummmminnngggggg, again!” She screamed it this time. Totally lost of her reservations and modesty and inhibitions. All the while looking directly at the people gathered on the beach. And that was enough for Tim, too. A couple more thrusts and he drove himself as deeply into her as he could and held himself there, his mouth open and groaning now himself as he shot his seed deeply into her pussy.

It was Michele’s voice that brought both of them back. “You two need to see this.” Tim opened his eyes and it was as if that also opened his ears. The people in front of them were clapping. With his cock still buried deeply in her, he cupped Barb’s breasts and pulled her up straight. He took her hand and raised it high over their heads which drew a renewed volume of clapping and a few cheers.

Barb smiled at them and waved with her other arm. She put her head back against Tim’s shoulder and sighed, “I can’t believe I just waved to them.” And they all laughed.

After quickly unpacking, Michele took Barb by the hand and led her out of the cottage and onto the beach. They went right to the edge of the water and naked, holding hands, they leisurely strolled down the beach headed for no place in particular. Michele squeezed her mother’s hand, “Mom, what do you think of this place? I know we just got here, but …”

“It’s perfect! I love it and that I am here with you two. And what a way to get started!”

“I know we just got here and you don’t know very much about the resort, yet. But if there was anything you could have while here, what would it be?”

“Anything?”

“For discussions sake, anything.”

“I know we can’t, but you said anything, so … to have an actual wedding ceremony.”

“Well, you’re right. I don’t see how that happens, but I agree with you. That would be tops on the list. What else, then?”

“Nothing. I am serious, dear. Being here with you, with Tim, is all I could want. Well, with more of what just happened, of course.”

“You mean sex in front of people?”

Barb slaps Michele’s butt. “No! That is not what I meant. But, it was pretty exciting.” They bumped into each other giggling.

That night Tim has laid out their outfit for dinner. The two women look and smile. It is probably their favorite, too. It is totally white. Stockings and high heels, choker for their necks, earrings, and the long sheer negligee that fastens just below the breast.

When they are dressed and finishing the last touches of makeup, Barb looks into the mirror at them, “So this is what it is really like here?”

“You will be exposed completely or like this for the entire time unless we leave the resort grounds. And even then Tim will try to find a way.” Barb shivers but is smiling at the time.

As they approach the restaurant door, Tim has a partner on each arm. Only because they are clutching to his arm does the filmy gown keep from fully opening and exposing them. The hostess smiles and immediately leads them to their table Tim had previously reserved. He let them go ahead of him and admires the naked asses under the sheer gowns knowing that others were getting a fuller view of his women as the gowns will separate and open as they walk. Seated, the gowns do open and fall to the sides fully exposing them from the bodice down. And their breasts are only encased in sheer fabric, the nipples prominently displayed through the material.

After a wonderful dinner that is even better by the portions not being too large, they move to the club where they take a table near the dance floor. After a drink and watching the other guests, Tim takes Michele and Barb by the hand and led them to the floor for a dance to some rock numbers that allow them to dance separate. Barb leaves the floor to Michele and Tim and he dances her around in circles causing her gown to flow behind her. Barb watches in awe of her daughter’s beauty and notices the looks she is receiving from men and women alike. Tim then pulls her in to several dances and he sits out watching his two women enjoying each other. And he notices the looks of appreciation from women around the room with fleeting glances to him and then back to the women. It is clear to most that these two are with him and there is not a missing partner somewhere. There interaction is not of accepting an additional person but of complete inclusion by their behavior.

That night it is Michele who is in need of release as Tim expects. Upon returning to the cottage, he has both women stand before him so they are facing the beach. The picture window is open and the curtains remain open. And the lights are on. Tim unties both gowns and slips them from the women and lays them over the chair. Barb covers her breast and crotch as Tim moves, “Tim, the curtains are open and I can hear people still on the beach.”

“My dear Barb, just this afternoon we fucked in full view of people standing and watching from the beach. Surely tonight can be no different than that.”

She looked at her daughter who stood still during the exchange and merely shrugged in response. Tim then knelt before Michele and removed her heels and then each stocking being sure to slide his hand on the inside of her thigh to her pussy before sliding it back down and rolling the stocking down her thigh and leg. Then the other leg in the same way. Then he moved to Barb, repeating the same process including the touch to her pussy at each leg. Then he instructed Barb to lay on the bed on her back with her head toward the foot of the bed. He instructed Michele to straddle her head and lower her pussy to her Mom’s mouth. Tim watched as Barb immediately started tonguing and sucking on her daughter’s pussy opening and pussy lips. Tim then stepped out of his satin shorts and linen shirt which he had left open. Getting onto the bed behind Michele he took his cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down along her pussy up to her asshole. She was wet as he knew she would be and when he lined up his cock to her hole, it easily slipped inside. With the penetration of Michele’s pussy, Barb adjusted her attention to Michele’s clit and tonguing the cock and pussy, occasionally rotating her head back to lick at the balls moving toward her. Her hands being free, she grasped the swing breasts above her and then pinched and twisted the nipples. Pulling them out away from the breasts while sucking on her clit. In the meantime, Tim was pounding into Michele, drawing his cock nearly completely out of her pussy and then slamming it back in until his hips slapped against her ass.

Then Tim abruptly pulled out of Michele and moved to a chair. He put his arms out and Michele came to him. He turned her around so she faced away from him and pulled her back to sit on his cock. Then he indicated for Barb to come and he pointed down to their joined crotches. She smiled at the meaning of his intention and scrambled off the bed and between their legs, planting her mouth back onto Michele’s clit and upper pussy lips. She moved from their crotches to Michele’s breast and nipples and back. Then her mind went back to once in the family room when Tim had her in the exact same position but he had called Cody over to lick her and for a moment she shivered at the thought of acting out the role of a dog’s tongue and the thought turned her on to the point that her sucking and licking became a fury of intensity and urgency. Then, something a dog couldn’t do, she reached above her and pulled on the nipples, twisting them as she pulled them out away from her daughter’s chest. At that moment she felt her head grabbed and pressed firmly into the pussy in front of her and knew that her daughter was entering in the orgasm she so desired.

She pulled away as Tim started using his hands on Michele’s waist, raising her up and pushing her down onto his cock so forcefully that she wondered if he might not be bottoming out inside that poor pussy. But Michele just cried out more and louder until Tim stiffened and held her to him, stiffening his legs and raising his hips, lifting her and him off the chair.

When they resettled to the chair, Barb moved in once again and took each face in turn and gave them long, passionate kisses and with one hand stroked their union from his balls up over their united cock/pussy and up to her clit which she rubbed briefly. Then she did something she never had before. When Michele stood and rose up and off Tim’s cock, Barb moved in without even a plan or thought, took his cock into her mouth and sucked and licked it clean. She stood and kissed him, then walked up to her daughter, pushed her back onto the bed and spread her legs and again went between them. Using fingers from each hand she spread the lips wide and drove her tongue into the pussy and tried to get any cum she could from her daughter. Satisfied, she crawled up and kissed her on the lips, looked her in the eyes and licked her lips.

The next morning it is already light out with noises outside before Barb stirs. And she is the first. They are a tangle of naked arms and legs and this time she is on the outside. But as she eases herself from the others and stretches her body, she sees that the cottage attendant is quietly placing their pre-order of coffee and fresh cut fruit. She quietly calls out, “Morning. Thank you.”

“Morning, Ma’am.”

“Barb. My name is Barb.”

She smiles, “Then, morning, Barb. Nancy.”

She gently gets out of bed and stretches, again. “Morning, Nancy. Thank you. I suppose you see a lot of this.”

“If you mean naked people, yes. Three in the same bed and registered for the same bed? No. May I ask?”

Barb pours a cup of coffee and indicates the beachside porch. Outside, Nancy continues, “It is very unusual for the management to allow singles at the resort.”

“Well, we are not singles. Well, I suppose technically, legally I am the one that is single. They are married legally to each other and were here for their honeymoon a few years ago. Recently, the three of us got married to each other. And before you ask, me to her and to him and them to us in all the possible combinations. Like I said, where we come from doesn’t recognize our type of marriage, but we have committed ourselves to each other. Truly.” She held up her ring finger. “How he got it approved, I don’t know.”

“You know you three are kind of the talk around here by the staff. Getting the approval is one thing. But it is so clear that the way you all react to each other and to each other that one of you isn’t outside tagging along. When you interact, it is as one. I guess I understand now, at least partly.”

Just then Tim came out with his coffee and still naked, his soft cock wobbling. Barb noticed that Nancy was also aware. “Understand what?” He bent over and kissed Barb on the lips as she turned her face up to him. “Morning, love.”

“This is Nancy, by the way. She was just curious about our relationship. She indicated that the management wouldn’t normally allow a single person. How did you manage that?”

“Hi, Nancy. And Barb, let a man have some mystery.”

The day was spent quietly around the resort. Well, quietly was relative, perhaps. The cottage emitted plenty of moaning and cries of pleasure throughout the day. And when there wasn’t the occupants were on the beach and in the ocean. It got to the point where in the middle of the afternoon as the three jumped down from the porch, completely skipping the couple of steps, they nearly bumped into three couples who had gathered outside. This brought Tim, Michele and Barb to a dead stop in their tracks. One woman stepped forward, “We are sorry … no, I guess we aren’t, really. But, we just had to be around when you came out. The sounds coming out of your cottage for most of the day have gotten so many people curious about you. Oh, I’m Marg.” She then introduced the rest of the group. They were all friends and decided to come together to this resort as kind of a dare and daring adventure.

Barb was beet red. Michele stepped up and introduced them and tried to explain their relationship and that this was a honeymoon of sorts.

The couples asked if they could buy them a couple drinks tonight to celebrate their honeymoon. After a couple of looks to each other they accepted. They excused themselves and ran for the ocean. But in the ocean wasn’t any different. And the three couples continued to watch, wondering what happened to their sexual interest and that sent them back their separate cottages. But Tim caught Michele and took her underwater with him. Coming to the surface he was submerged by Barb who was throwing herself on him as he came to the surface. They all came to the surface gasping but laughing hysterically. In the water deeper than his waist he easily was able to lift Barb up into the air and toss her to the side with her screeching during the entire move until she was again underwater. But he also felt something around his semi-hard cock. Barb popped back to the surface, her eyes blazing with mischievous intent. But just then Michele came to the surface gasping and coughing. “Well, that’s not quite as straightforward as I might have thought.”

Barb looked at her questioningly, “What isn’t?”

“Sucking cock underwater, especially salty ocean water!”

All three laughed, again. At least until the two women were again ganging up on Tim and sent him again to the bottom with them following him underwater, grabbing his cock and ass. The women got to the surface first and headed into shallower water quickly but not so quickly that Tim didn’t have each by the arm by the time they were in knee deep water. He turned them both around and smiled and then his expression changed to deeply looking at their faces and bodies. “I love you two so much. And now, standing here in the sun, the water running down your naked bodies … you are both so gorgeous. How could one man be so fortunate?” His eyes were fixated on a drop of water hanging from the nipple of Barb’s breast and when both women crushed into him for another three-way hug, he silently cursed the missed opportunity to lick that drop off her nipple.

That night getting ready for dinner Tim has laid out different negligees. These are much shorter, baby dolls. Again they only close just under the breast so they will be completely exposed again as they walk and when sitting. Clearly, they are meant to be worn with a thong, but not in this household. When they come out onto the beachside porch complete with stockings and heels, Tim stands and holds beaded strings in his hands to each woman. “A special addition to the outfits. Your thongs for the night.”

They hold them up trying to make sense out of the series of beaded strings. Michele works it our first. She finds the large circle for the waist and the single string that would go in the back through the ass crack. Then in front are three strings of beads with one, the middle one, with several larger beads. There is certainly no coverage with this item but will just attract attention to their pussies. But what of the larger beads on the center string? Michele is the first to step into it and feels it is elastic, also. Barb intently watches, still trying to figure this out. As Michele pulls it up to above her hips and adjusts the back string into her ass crack, she then works out the front. The two outside strings frame the outside of her pussy. The center one fits between the lips of her pussy and the larger beads become quite noticeable as she moves. Barb’s mouth hangs open on seeing this devious contraption that she is going to be wearing. But even she is smiling as she adjusts the larger beads just inside her pussy lips, the top one bumping her clit. There was a large fake sapphire ‘jewel’ located just above the top of their slits. It would be a clear draw of attention.

“Timothy, this is obscene. If being so exposed doesn’t get me wet, these beads inside me are going to have me dripping down my thighs.”

“You understand the idea, then. Ladies, time for dinner and then meeting those couples for drinks after.”

The dinner was, again, excellent. But the women also noted that going to and from their table among the other tables did attract attention to their pussies. And with the movement of the larger beads inside them as they walked, they were definitely wet and needing of more attention. Barb couldn’t ever remember being so sexually charged as she has been since being on the island. As good as the sex was back home, this place and the way Tim planned their activities had her full attention to giving and receiving sexual stimulation.

They then went to the club and after a short search found the three couples. They had a large table with three extra chairs. They got up to greet them and immediately commented on the beaded ‘thongs’. They sat down and one of the women asked about them, commenting on how they drew attention to their pussies. Barb blushed but the wine they had with dinner had provided some loosening up for her. She leaned forward into the table and said, hopefully quietly enough so others didn’t hear but their group could, “It is absolutely wicked. The visual effect is enough of a turn-on, but it is what you can’t see that really has me wet.”

“Tell us!”

But she blushed more and couldn’t. Michele touched Barb’s arm and continued, “She gets turned on by these things but has trouble openly discussing it. I am shocked she blurted out how wet she was.” She stood up in front of the others and opened her negligee and pulled out the center string, revealing the larger beads. “These larger beads go just inside the lips. The top one is adjusted to just hit the clit and the others are constantly felt as you walk.”

Two of the women brought their hands to their mouths before exclaiming their delight. The men merely looked with lust and desire in their eyes. One spoke up and directed it to Tim, “You guys are certainly giving us something to consider. We’ve been a tight group for years and have been playful, a little grab ass and comfortable in some flashing when we are together. We thought it might be exciting to come to a place like this where nudity was accepted and see how we do. And that was fine for us. I think we all have enjoyed more sex with our spouses since being here. But encountering you guys … wow. We went back to our cottages to again be with our spouses, but … we found ourselves just looking at each other. Nobody dared say anything but we were clearly all thinking the same thing … could we go further? So we did. We just exchanged partners on the spot and went into separate cottages. We didn’t come here for that but you help it to happen. Thank you.”

Michele looked at each face and didn’t see anything in a single face to indicate regret. “And no regrets?”

One of the women said, “None! We talked about it afterwards and then again at dinner just now. We don’t know what will happen when we get home, k**s, jobs, etc. But, we all agreed we loved it.”

Tim raised his glass to the group, “It certainly wasn’t our intention to influence anyone else. We are only here to experience our own enjoyment of being our own family. We didn’t mean to draw attention to our activities, but if it helped you … to the pleasures of a healthy sex life.”

* * * CHAPTER 22B: OUR SECOND/FIRST HONEYMOON, PART 2 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.