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This is the sequel to my earlier story, 'Carried Away'. It is a bit more fanciful. But I hope that you enjoy it.

At the Beach

Cheryl called Sharon about mid-week and told her that they were planning on coming back for the upcoming weekend and asked if we wanted to get together with them again. Sharon immediately said yes.

Cheryl suggested that they pick us up and we all drive out to the end of the peninsula to visit a special beach there. Upon hearing this, my wife agreed without hesitation because she knew what type of beach it was. A week earlier Sharon would not have felt comfortable going to such a beach but after the events of the last weekend, her outlook had changed.

We were both extremely excited about our upcoming adventure and is was Sharon's suggestion that we both refrain from sex or masturbation for the remainder of the week so that we would really horny by the weekend. I have to say that Sharon's suggestion certainly worked. By the time the weekend finally arrived, both Sharon and I were very horny.

As I saw Cheryl and Mitch pull up to our driveway in their white SUV, I took a Cialis. It can be awhile for it to take hold and I figured by the time we got to the beach I would be feeling the effects.

Sharon and I were excited about meeting Cheryl and Mitch again and we had purchased some new outfits to spice up our upcoming adventure. She bought a new beach cover up that was made from a thin, light colored fabric and went to mid-thigh. I bought a pair of those very brief running shorts and carefully took out the inner lining, so I would be going 'commando'. Sharon had planned to wear her new cover up with nothing under it.

I am glad our house was somewhat isolated as I didn't want our neighbors to see us getting into a car dressed that way. But it did feel exciting to be on someone else's car like that. Sharon and I were in the back seat and as she sat down the bottom of her cover up rode up. She had her legs open and when Mitch turned around to see how we were doing, her pussy was clearly visible to him. I could see her excitement as she felt his eyes on her most private body part once again. From that point on, my now less than modest wife made sure to sit in such a way so that her vagina was subtly exposed for the remainder of the trip.

I wasn’t going to let my naughty wife have all the fun and the tip of my penis now peeked out of the side of my all too brief shorts. As Cheryl turned around to speak to us, she got quite an eyeful as well. I followed Sharon’s example and made sure that I was ‘hanging out’ during the trip.

We drove for about forty minutes to the beach area. Fortunately, the traffic wasn't too bad as it can be this time of year.

It felt really kinky to be riding along in traffic and exposed the way we were. I looked at some of the people in the other cars on the road. Then I looked down at my exposed cock and my wife’s bare pussy and thought to myself that those other people had no idea Sharon and I were dressed in the next car.

We made small talk with Mitch and Cheryl as we continued our trip, but Cheryl could not hide to grin on her face knowing what we were going to do and especially when every time she turned around to talk to us she saw my cock peeking out at her.

The beach at the end of the peninsula was known as an anything goes type of place. It was unofficially clothing optional, and it was near a gay area. The area was also known for a lot of gay activity in the dunes behind the beach.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at the beach. Mitch pulled in to the large parking lot and we unloaded the car. Sharon and I along with Cheryl and Mitch walked from the parking lot and onto the beach. It was hot and sunny as we walked slowly down the sandy path down to the main part of the beach. I had a T shirt on and my commando shorts as well as a hat, sunglasses and sandals. Sharon was wearing her sunglasses and hat, sandals, her cover up…and nothing else.

Sharon confided in me about how it felt so very naughty to walk on a beach full of people wearing this cover up with nothing underneath. I felt the same way as my 'junk' was barely covered as we walked. She told me how exciting it was to feel the breeze on her bare bottom as we walked as well as the fabric of her cover up rubbing against her naked nipples.

We walked down the long beach for about ten minutes. The number of people became fewer and I noticed that most were now gay couples and groups. I saw a few lesbian couples as well. We noticed one lesbian couple standing knee deep in the water as they passionately made out. It was kind of sensual to watch. People had their tents and blankets set up along the beach side of the dune. Some were naked, but few were flaunting it.

We finally came to a large dune and decided that we would go up upon it and set out our own blanket. We all climbed up onto the big dune. I had to help Cheryl up as she had a bit of trouble scaling the loose sand.

We set up out blanket and got organized. I took off my T short and asked Cheryl and Mitch if it was OK for Sharon and me to go down from the dune and check out the water for a few minutes first.

"Sure, no problem. We are just going to get lunch ready". Said Mitch.

So, Sharon and I wandered down the dune onto the beach. It was warm but also increasingly breezy. We spotted another couple approaching us on the beach. As they grew closer, I could see they were about our age.

"HI!...nice day" said the woman enthusiastically upon seeing us.

They introduced themselves as Dianne and Jack and they seemed very nice. They told us they had a house in the area too. It was in a town about half way between this beach and our house. Dianne has shorter, reddish hair and a freckly suntan. She was trim and seemed to be a quite live wire. Her husband was a well-built guy, friendly but somewhat more reserved than his bubbly wife. They were both wearing shorts and T shirts. I noticed that Jack had a pair of binoculars with him. I thought that he could have brought them to look at birds or boats out at sea or perhaps …

Dianne casually told us how she and her husband love walking on this beach and 'seeing the sights'. This subtle give away along with how they both were looking at us confirmed my suspicions about them and why they were on this particular beach.

As we casually chatted with Dianne and Jack, suddenly a strong gust of wind blew by and lifted the bottom of Sharon's cover up for a moment. As the light fabric flew up over her crotch area, Sharon's hairy cunt was briefly but clearly visible. This did not go unnoticed by our new friends. I could see the expression on Jack's face as he saw my wife's most private area but neither he or Dianne said anything.

"Wow, windy day!" Sharon said making an effort to sort of go with the flow of things.

"Sure is" replied Jack in a totally deadpan way. "Lots of things blown around". I could see Dianne trying to hide a growing grin.

I had been wondering about the Cialis I had taken before we left the house. I had not felt any effects yet. But all of the sudden it kicked in. Maybe it was the stimulation of seeing my wife's vagina accidentally exposed to strangers that did it or maybe it was just time. Either way I felt my cock growing and the now swollen head was pressing against the thin nylon fabric of my shorts. My bulge was impossible to conceal, and both Jack and Dianne clearly noticed my growing erection. As my cock grew harder, I felt increasingly turned on as we chatted with this couple. It was obvious that they were both voyeurs and came to this beach specifically to see some naked people. They were delighted to have found us and seeing how we were dressed I'm sure they hoped they would get lucky with us. I hoped that we could help them in their quest and something told me that we just might.

I noticed an older woman sitting by the edge of the dune. She had a big sun hat and a flowing white beach dress. I could see her looking directly at us with interest and she was smiling. I could tell she was looking closely at my shorts especially as my bulge grew ever more obvious.

After a few minutes of chatting I told Dianne and Jack that our friends were waiting for us up on the dune and we didn't want to be rude.

"I think they have lunch ready for us." Sharon added.

"Oh OK. We don't want to keep you. You should go to your friends. But it was so nice to meet you both!"

Dianne said warmly as she took my hand.

"We wouldn't want you to be rude. I hope we can see more of you both." She said as she glanced down at my shorts, her meaning being obvious especially knowing how we were both dressed.

She went on to say that they would walking around the point and will be back this way in a while.

"Maybe we will see you later then." I told them.

"I hope so we will look for you guys" Dianne said. Somehow, I knew she would find us too.

As we walked back toward the dune my cock was getting more and more erect and straining against my shorts. I could see the woman in the white flowing sundress checking us out more openly now and smiling. I felt her eyes all over me as we approached. My cock bulge at this point was too obvious not to be noticed.

On an impulse as we passed close to her, I lifted the fabric from my shorts leg to expose my fully erect penis to this strange woman. I wasn't sure how she might react to my rather blatant act of exhibitionism. But her face immediately broke into a huge grin. I felt a thrill deep in my gut as she checked out my hard cock and I gave her a good long look at it. Sharon noticed my more than a little immodest display and nudged me playfully but all the time smiling. I knew that she enjoyed seeing her husband expose himself just as much as I enjoyed seeing her do it.

We climbed the dune and got up to our blanket where Cheryl has laid out a lovely lunch for us complete with wine. We had brought a couple of bottles of wine as well.

Mitch was in a T short and bathing suit and Cheryl was wearing a navy-blue bathing suit. It was a one piece and the type that had a little skirt. It was clear that she was a little self-conscious about her less than stellar figure.

I stood up on the edge of blanket now and carefully lifted my bathing suit top over my fully erect penis and then let the suit drop to the ground leaving me totally naked. Not only was I fully aroused but I had a little kinky surprise for our friends. I was wearing had a shiny chrome cock ring around the base of my penis. It was rather thick and substantial and did call attention to my swollen cock.

"Do you like my husband's new jewelry?" Sharon asked coyly. Cheryl's face lit up and her mouth was agape as she looked at my now rock-hard cock straining against the thick chrome cock ring. By now I knew how much this woman loved looking at my penis and I loved showing it to her. Mitch seemed to enjoy his wife's fascination with my hard cock as well.

Sharon then stood up and casually lifted off her cover up leaving her totally naked as well. She smiled as her breasts swung freely in the warm summer sun. She twirled around to give us all a grand view of her ass and her thick hairy bush.

I guess our relationship with our new friends had evolved rather quickly. Both my wife and I now felt not only completely comfortable being fully naked as well as sexually aroused in front of Mitch and Cheryl, it was a huge turn on for us both as well. We both loved feeling their eyes all over our bodies.

We then both sat down on the blanket and started our lunch.

I am not sure if this was intentional or not, but I noticed that there were several dark, curly pubic hairs sticking out of the elastic of Cheryl's bathing suit around the crotch. I could tell that the woman was quite hairy down there and she must have quite the bush. I also could not help but notice a small damp area begin to appear on her crotch too. As we chatted and ate lunch, I observed that this little damp area was getting bigger as Cheryl enjoyed my little eye candy show.

The lunch Cheryl had prepared was delicious and we thanked her for it. The four of us chatted, ate and drank wine in the sunshine as Sharon and I made sure in a subtle way that our friends got a good view of what we had between our legs. I think the wine and the hot sun were beginning to have their effects upon us now.

Mitch had brought his serious camera today with a close-up lens. He asked if he could take some pictures of us. By now Sharon and I were OK with being photographed naked and it sort of excited us now too.

We agreed but I insisted that he take some of Sharon and me with Cheryl and him as well. I think he really enjoyed taking some pictures of me standing buck naked with a raging hard-on next to his wife in her bathing suit. Cheryl took some of Sharon standing naked alongside of Mitch who could no longer hide the growing bulge in his own bathing suit.

There was tall dune grass around us that shielded us from view by the surrounding area. I looked down onto the other side of the dune and saw Dianne and Jack approaching down the trail. I told Sharon and she immediately stood up and waved to the other couple and called out to them.

Although the dune grass partially concealed Sharon's body, her naked breasts were clearly visible to them as she waved and invited them to come up onto the dune and join us.

Dianne looked at her husband as they both beheld my naked wife beckoning to them. I could tell that they felt that they had hit the jackpot with us. The trim athletic couple and quickly scaled the dune and in a few moments, they stood in front of us.

I stood up and Dianne's eyes bugged out as she looked at my raging hardon and shiny cock ring.

“Whoa Baby!” she exclaimed as she openly checked out my package.

"Yeah" I said, I guess this Cialis really works."

“I'll say!” replied Dianne.

Meanwhile Jack was busy checking out my wife's breasts and the dark hairy triangle between her legs. Neither Dianne or Jack made any attempt to be subtle in their inspections of our naked bodies now.

We introduced our new friends to Cheryl and Mitch and invited them to sit down on the blanket and have some wine with us. They accepted, and I poured them both some wine as we sat and chatted.

As the initial shock of appearing totally naked and aroused in front of Jack and Dianne slowly dissipated, we all calmed down and began to make small talk.

Sharon then turned over onto her stomach. Her head was toward the end of the blanket and she was busy chatting with Cheryl and Dianne. Mitch, Jack and I were at the other end of the blanket when we noticed my wife's pale ass contrasting with her suntanned back and legs, right in front of us.

Mitch wasted little time in taking some hot close ups of Sharon's ass and pussy from the rear. After a few minutes I lifted Sharon's hips and put her on her knees, so we could get a better view of her pussy.

The wine was taking its effect now and especially upon Dianne and Sharon. They were laughing and giggling and really getting into this rather kinky situation. All pretenses were quickly going down now as my wife and I were naked and very aroused in front of now two other clothed couples.

As I lifted up Sharon's hips, so Mitch could get a better shot of her pussy and ass, my now tipsy wife asked me impishly.

“Are you trying to get a picture of your wifey's....cunt?”.

The three women all giggled.

“Well here you go then!” She said as she now shamelessly pulled her ass cheeks apart to expose everything to us. Mitch wasted no time in snapping several extremely intimate close up shots of my wife’s pussy and ass from behind.

I could see Cheryl was biting her lower lip, still slightly embarrassed but at the same time intrigued at my wife's open lewdness in front of all of us now. Dianne however was grinning broadly and not even attempting to conceal how she felt.

We all were chatting and drank wine for a while. Mitch was busy taking pictures of us from every angle now. Cheryl was enjoying the wine and had not noticed that the wet spot on her crotch had noticeably grown and was now soaking through the fabric of her blue bathing suit.

"I guess your wife is getting excited there' Jack casually mentioned to Mitch.

“Yeah...she gets pretty wet.” He replied chuckling. Then without her knowing, he focused his lens upon his wife's wet crotch and took a few close-up shots.

After a while we felt that we were getting a bit cooked by the strong late summer sun, especially certain body parts which are normally covered. The weather was beginning to change for the worse as well and the wind was picking up. The forecast called for rain later that afternoon and I began to think that it might be a good idea to move on before too long.

The tall dune grass had been providing a lot of cover for us and shielding our nudity from others in the area. There was a long dune near us which ran parallel to the beach. There were several people sitting and walking in front of it on the beach side. On the other side of this dune there was a well-worn path which ran along its length.

It must have been a good hundred yards down the path. The dune was on the left and marshy and wooded areas were on the right. I could see several people sitting and standing along the path.

The wine's effects were being amplified by the sun and Dianne was now getting bold and forward with us. She said

“OK you two...It's time you walked around like this and let everyone see what you got.”

Dianne was actively egging us on to walk down the path in our current 'state'. Sharon and I were totally naked save sunglasses and sandals. Sharon was more than a little tipsy at this point and very turned on. Her nipples were visibly erect, and her pussy was very wet. I had a glistening chrome cock ring at the base of my very erect penis.

"Come on you two. I know you want to. We will hold your stuff." as she took my backpack and Sharon's beach bag from us.

“OK” I said, I think it’s time we left anyway and it’s in the same direction as the parking lot anyway”. As we gathered up our things and helped fold the blanket.

I realized that as much as Dianne liked seeing Sharon and I naked, she was especially excited to see us put on a more public exhibition. Frankly the idea was turning me on...a lot.

"Are you ready to take a little stroll and let it all hang out, Honey?" I asked Sharon.

"Alright...why the hell not?" Sharon replied with an air of bold drunken confidence.

The six of us made our way down the side of the sandy dune. I took my naked wife's hand and we slowly strolled down the sunlit path.

It was late summer, and both Sharon and I had pretty nice suntans. That also meant that our tan lines were very apparent against our pale midsections which had been covered. If we had been strolling about the beach with all over tans, it might indicate that we were nudists. But it was clear to anyone who saw us that we were not 'just' nudists, we were clearly exhibitionists now. If our tan lines were not enough, my raging hard-on certainly sent a message.

The angle of the sun now was shining directly upon us and illuminating our naked bodies as we walked.

Mitch was walking ahead of us and now was now taking videos of Sharon and I walking naked in this semi-public setting.

A grin appeared Sharon's face and she began to pull on her nipples as we walked.

“Wow Honey, this is pretty hot. Everyone is going to see us naked!” she confessed. I could hear her breathing becoming more rapid now as she spoke. I was thinking then about how far and fast Sharon and I had come from our initial encounter with Mitch and Cheryl at the house last week.

Constrained by the cock ring and fully engorged due to the Cialis, my cock was harder than it had been in years. I could tell that Sharon was proud of her husband's hard cock on full shameless display. I was absolutely thrilled to have my wife by my side and fully naked for all to see. Her breasts and vagina and ass all there right out in the open…for anyone to see.

The first people we encountered were a pair of thirty something women in bathing suits walking toward us. Both were more than a bit heavy.

As we passed them, I heard them giggling and one say “Oh my Gawd!” as they looked closely at Sharon and I in our shameless nudity and obvious sexual arousal. I felt a little thrill as I heard their reaction to us.

For some reason, there now seemed to be more people on this side of the dune than there were a few minutes ago. I saw a gay couple approaching us a few yards away. As they past, they looked at both of us, but it was clear they were most interested in my very erect and very hard cock.

One of the gay men licked his lips and said to me as he looked right at my cock. “MMM… delicious”.

His partner, a slim man with a slight build, rolled his eyes and said to me apologetically.

“Oh, don’t mind him. He’s so rude.”

Sharon seem intrigued to realize that not only other women, but other men found her husband to be sexual desirable. She didn’t have to wait long as we continued our naked stroll to find out the reverse is also true. That lesbian couple we had seen making out in the waves earlier was now standing in front of us. They were both in bathing suits and one was quite pretty. The other appeared somewhat older.

The two women stared directly at Sharon’s naked body without any degree of subtlety. The older lesbian had an almost predatory look about her as she peered directly at dark, hairy triangle between my wife’s legs.

Then she looked up at Sharon’s breasts and said to her.

“Nice…very, very nice. Honey, if you ever want to play with the girls, come over to the Grotta Bar some night. I guarantee you’d be very popular there.”

Sharon gave her a quick nervous smile. As we walked past, I glanced back and caught the two lesbians checking out my wife’s ass.

“Maybe we should check out the Grotta bar sometime.” I chided her.

She elbowed me and replied in a tone of false indignation.

“Honey!?”

I looked over saw Dianne and Jack walking sort of parallel to us a few yards away, so they could watch the reactions to our less than decent display. I smiled at Dianne and she gave me a big grin and a thumbs up.

We continued our stroll and I noticed that the woman in the white sundress from the other side of the dune, who I had flashed earlier was now standing alongside of the path only a few yards in front of us. She was smiling broadly as we approached. We stopped to chat.

“Well hello there!” she said admiringly as she looked at both of our naked bodies.

The woman smiled warmly at us both and said with a posh English accent.

“How absolutely lovely you both are.”

“Well Thank you.” I replied as politely as I could. I could tell that although she was clearly a voyeur, unlike those in our last few encounters, she was a very polite and well-mannered lady.

She then said in a very definitive tone.

“Nudity is a thing of beauty and I want to thank you ever so much for sharing yours with me. I must confess that I do enjoy seeing naked people.”

I made my own confession to her saying.

“Oh well we find it quite exciting for you to see us this way. Please feel free to look as much as you please.” I told her.

I felt like the woman was looking at us as if we were some sort of exhibits in a fine art museum. She pulled her sunglasses down over her nose, so her view of my raging hard-on was unimpeded. She commented.

“You have a splendid erection, and that ring is a brilliant touch. It calls attention to your penis. It is quite a well-formed phallus I might add.”

She looked closely at Sharon’s full breasts and then at her crotch and told her.

“Perhaps I am a bit of an old school type, but I do so very much prefer the natural pubic hair. Yours is just wonderful, so thick and full. I’d never shave it if I were you.”

“Oh no... never” replied Sharon. We both love it that way.

I told our new English admirer that we were going to walk down to the end of the dune and told her that she was welcome to walk along with us.

“Oh, that’s very kind of you. I should like that. Thank you.”

As we all started walking again the dignified woman said in a quite matter of fact way.

“Clearly you are both quite aroused and should either of you feel the urge to relieve your sexual tension, by all mean feel free. I shan’t be offended. Masturbation is a normal and quite natural act and I do so much enjoy seeing others pleasure themselves.”.

“I might just take you up on that.” I answered as I began to stroke my cock in front of her.

Sharon began to pull on her nipples again as we walked. I heard her sigh. Then almost u*********sly, her hand dropped to her crotch as she began rubbing herself.

I looked ahead and saw the bench. Mitch and Cheryl were standing a few feet ways from it. I spotted Dianne and Jack trying to appear inconspicuous, standing nearby but closely watching us.

By now Sharon and I were both openly masturbating as we approached the bench and our friends. Mitch was cleverly videoing us but in a very subtle and barely noticeable way. I thought to myself that this guy was rather good at this and I couldn’t wait to see that video.

Although the bench was partially concealed by trees, it was nearer to the parking lot and perhaps not as ‘safe’ to be exposed as some of the areas further up the beach.

I looked at the bench as we approached. Its silvery brown, curved, wooden slats were weathered but the bench appeared to be fairly clean. I noticed a large sea gull standing next to the bench. They were quite used to people and often saw us as a potential source of food, so this gull did not seem at all frightened to be in the midst of several boisterous humans.

We stopped. Sharon sighed and immediately sat down on the bench with her legs up and her crotch completely exposed as she now dug at her soaking wet and swollen cunt.

I grasped my balls with one hand as I stroked ever faster with the other. Sharon had her fingers in her cunt as she squeezed her nipple. Her eyes were half closed, and she started moaning. I stroked my cock faster.

By this point both Sharon and I were more turned on then we had been in a very long time…perhaps ever. We were at the point where all we want to do...and what we needed to do very badly now, was to make ourselves cum and it didn’t matter who saw us.

Just then, I heard a groan and “Oh Shit!” from Mitch and I realized then that he had rubbed himself a bit too hard and he had just cum in his pants. I saw a dark stain appear on the front of his shorts now.

His wife snickered as she saw it too.

Hearing her laugh at her husband’s ‘situation’, I noticed Cheryl's bathing suit now. I don't know if this was intentional or not but unlike earlier when there were just a few stray pubic hairs sticking out of the elastic, now there were now some rather big tufts of the dark curly hair visibly sticking out of both sides. The entire crotch area of her navy-blue bathing suit was now completely soaked through. I could also begin to make out the outlines of her stiffening nipples through the fabric of her top.

This all seemed surreal to me. I looked at Sharon and couldn’t fathom just how far we both had come in just a couple of weeks. Here was… MY WIFE… my nice well mannered, suburban wife, sitting totally naked on a bench in a semi-public place with her legs wide open as she masturbated with abandon as half a dozen people watched.

I looked down at my own hand riding up and down on the shaft of my swollen, throbbing cock and realized I was just as lust driven as Sharon as I also masturbated in front of our little audience.

I noticed that Dianne and Jack were now watching us very closely as we both approached orgasms.
Mitch and Cheryl were still busy videoing us from the bushes and our English friend was discretely standing a few feet away but nevertheless keenly interested in our to say the least, rather lewd antics. The sexual energy was now nearly palpable.

The big sea gull was standing only a couple of feet from the bench and not only was it not frightened by all of this noise and activity, it seemed to be watching us.

I was used to hearing my wife moan during sex, but my Sharon surprised me with just how loud she was this time. Totally oblivious to our surroundings or those in it she grunted deeply and moaned.

“OH!!...OH…OH! I’M GONNA CUM…I’M GONNA… CUUUUM!!” as she rubbed her clit with one hand and fingered herself with the other.

“OH...OH...AHHHHHH!!!!!!” she yelled as her body shook. Her hand was frantically digging at her cunt.

As Sharon orgasmed very loudly, I felt myself about to cum as well. I knew it would be a big ejaculation. To say I was beyond turned on at this point would have been an understatement. But I surprised myself with just how big of a load I had mustered. That wonderful feeling of release enveloped me as I groaned and let loose a long strand of thick milky semen which landed right across both of my wife's breasts.

“Nice load!” Dianne commented to me with a big approving smile on her face. I thought it a bit unusual to hear such language from a woman. I must confess it was exciting to hear but I was far from done emptying my balls.

Another big strand of my semen splattered across Sharon’s face. Some even landed in her hair. A third long ribbon of sperm erupted from my dick and landed upon my wife’s heaving belly. I even managed to produce a smaller forth shot which landed on the inside of her thigh. I hadn’t cum this much in years, I thought to myself.

Clearly impressed by the volume of semen I had just produced. Dianne turned to the English lady and asked.

“Wow, he cums in buckets…don’t you think?”

Before she could respond, the big seagull let out a loud squawk as if to signal his agreement.

We all laughed. Jack then said to the big bird.

“You tell ‘em, Bud”.

“Copious indeed. It appears our avian friend concurs!” the proper English lady commented with an earnest tone but all the time smiling at me.

Sharon and I were covered in sweat and she was covered with my sperm now. Her hand was glistening with her pussy juice. We had barely caught our breaths when we heard some voices through the woods.

“Somebody's coming!” Dianne warned.

Reacting faster that I thought she could, Cheryl ran out of the bushes and quickly tossed Sharon's cover up to her and my shorts to me. As she threw our garments to us, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the outlines of her nipples through her top, were now very prominent as her nipples were fully erect.

Sharon and I rushed to put on the clothes which Cheryl has tossed to us just as three people emerged from the woods.

Even though I had just cum, my cock was still rock hard from the Cialis. I was also still leaking sperm from the tip. I stood there with my fully erect penis straining against the thin fabric of the shorts while a very noticeable wet spot grew from the cum still leaking out of my cock.

Since Sharon had not had time to wipe herself off, the cum all over her tits and belly soon soaked through the thin fabric of her cover up. If that wasn't enough, she had not noticed that splatters of my sperm were on her cheek and even in her hair.

As the two middle aged men and a woman entered the clearing, they looked at us and they knew something was going on here. Maybe it was the expressions on our faces or how we looked so flustered and hurried.

The woman looked down at my shorts and I saw her look directly at my bulge and the big cum spot. She had a surprised expression on her face as she then looked at my face.

I smiled sort of nervously knowing that we had been busted. She looked over at my now cum covered wife to confirm her suspicions that we had been caught ‘in the act’. The two men were grinning at each other.

“Oh, get a room!” The woman snickered at us as she shook her head, but she could not conceal the growing smirk on her face.

Not missing a beat and without a hint of embarrassment, my wife replied to the pretentious woman.

“Oh, we have lots of rooms. Actually, we have a whole house, but I think it’s so much more fun out here…where everyone can see.”

Sharon looked down at her cover up which was now very visibly soaked with my fresh semen. With a look of pride upon her face, she pulled the fabric forward to display the cum stains to this astonished woman. With an almost defiant tone she added.

“It looks like my husband thinks so too.”

“Here, here!” piped in our new English friend.