The day after

After spending a great night with my boyfriend, completely excited from my afternoon at the naked beach, we ate breakfast late.  We both admitted that the good sex last night was at a "higher level" with only one reason: Christian was completely aroused because of what I told him about what happened with the guys at the beach (Part 1 and 2). Although I was eager to have sex with my two "bodyguards", I did my very best to make him enjoy and kind of reward him for letting me experience these erotic adventures with other men. 

Christian wanted to know if I was attracted to some of the guys I met yesterday. When I told him I was already tempted the day before, he was surprised I decided to come home to him. These are moments that make our relationship stronger and at the same time keep the possibility open for a new opportunity of sharing me.

He questioned me about the two men and I told him that after spending a few hours with them at the beach yesterday, it seemed like I had known the guys for years. 

"Don't ask me where it came from, but I trusted them quite quickly," I explained to my boyfriend. 

During breakfast, I received a few messages from the guys asking to meet again, telling me they were going back to the same beach today. 

"I see that you exchanged phone numbers?" Christian asked with some doubt on his face. 

"Yes, but I am open about it and will delete it if you ask me to." 

Christian asked me to show him pictures, and I showed him the few shots I took. He could see their bodies and cock, then he looked at me, and I felt myself blushing. 

"Do you want to have sex with them? I mean both?" 

I did not answer, but he guessed what I was thinking. In my mind, I was hoping he was as excited as I was.

He continued: "So you sucked their cock already?" 

I said, "Yes, baby—I told you last night, right?"

"Hmmmm, have to admit they look great, guess if I was a woman, I would want them to fuck me too."

I guess this was a positive reaction!  

"Well, they tick all the boxes," I said.

"What do you mean?" Christian wondered.

"Do you remember the first time we talked about this sharing thing, what kind of guys I should be doing?"

"Euh, yeah, non-smoker, healthy, gentleman, handsome, right?" Christian checked.

"Right, and don't forget the criteria you added yourself: they should be worth it to fuck me, you said, so you mentioned younger, and if possible, bigger size," I mentioned to him, almost with too much enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, more suggestive texts came in, and I still did not reply. They could probably see the blue checkmarks on WhatsApp, that told them I had seen the messages. Christian asked if he could read them, so I gave him my phone. Now he could read in real time how the guys did much efforts to seduce me and to join them again at the naked beach.

They were straightforward about sex, about giving me a super hot experience to reward me for the nice BJ I gave them before. A few impressive dick pics joined the message to be sure I remembered them. He gave me my phone back, kissed me passionately, and called me his horny bitch. 

Not often is there an "occasion" like this in my life where I can use my freedom as a "Hotwife", an "agreement" I have with my boyfriend and it was a complete surprise that it happened in Christian's home country.

During a sex talk over the phone several months ago, Christian mentioned being online on some local adult sites to find an extra man for me to play with, something he promised to me after I asked him myself. Until now, it has not happened, or maybe he was just pretending and not searching to get real results.

When I asked him about it he showed me the communication he had with several guys but the fact that we don't live together and that we don't have regular agendas made it difficult. Those guys want a follow-up with concrete suggestions or planning and don't like to be stalled.

So I understood he made some real efforts and thanked him, especially when I saw some of the amazing naked pictures he had received, and even more to read their comments on the faceless sexy pictures he sent to them from me! 

When you want to set up something like this, it seems impossible, and now, unexpectedly, the opportunity is there. When you read my stories, you might think all I do or think of is sex, but that's not the case - life is more than sex. Until now, the times I had sex with other men were always in a period that Christian and I were apart for a long time, and when there was a serious "lack of sex". Only the stay in Macarena was different, just like now: we just had sex again last night, but I wanted something more, something different. 

With only a few days left before I had to go back to the UK, I knew I had to be quick. So I simply asked Christian how I should reply to the messages. I saw him thinking while looking at me, and I waited with high hopes for a positive answer.

He then proposed that both of us go out today, he with a couple of his friends and me, if I wanted with the guys. I thanked him with a big kiss and before he could change his mind I texted Marek that I would join them at the beach, later in the afternoon. 

I thought it would be cool to tan naked and receive some naughty oil massage as foreplay. Given the content of their messages to me and the way our last conversation ended the day before, they knew I was meeting them for one major reason: to get fucked!

Christian gave me total freedom and said he would probably not come home because he preferred to stay at his friend's place after drinking, quoting him:  "A lot of alcohol while thinking you are fucking those guys". It meant I could spend the night with them if I wanted! I went upstairs to get dressed, and he followed me, curious to see what I would wear this time. 

I chose a light summer dress with a loose lower part with a flower print and a tight, solid yellow upper part with nice cleavage, and arms uncovered. A bra would look bad, and I preferred to go natural, showing what I got under a thin fabric. I selected a few sexy knickers that I put on display on the bed while doubting why I wouldn't go commando as usual. 

"Wauw! So decent today?" Christian remarked. "Surprised you think about wearing panties".

"Yes, not now, but maybe later, think we might go for a simple dinner after the beach. I guess that dress will do: easy to take off at the beach and nice for a simple restaurant visit where I can wear it with panties for safety reasons, because it's quite short, isn't it?"

I was looking at my behind in the big mirror, and realized I didn't need to bend over much to flaunt my bare ass. 

"Yeah, and easy to take off for a fuck also!" Christian added sarcastically.

"Are you changing your mind, baby? You still can..." I offered to him, hoping he wouldn't.

"Noooo, I am determined, just like you. But it's the first time I've seen you preparing to go out on your own to have sex with not one, but two guys, and see how eager you are to go!" 

With my hand, I softly caressed Christian's cheek and spoke with a reassuring smile. "It's only sex, babe, you know I only love you."

I finished by putting on my high-heeled sandals. Christian quickly processed what was happening and became excited. Seeing me preparing this way turned him on and made him grasp my pussy under my dress while blowing naughty words in my ear:

"Can't believe you are going for a threesome in a few hours from now. Wish I could watch!" 

Before I left, he asked me a few more details about the text conversations I was having:

"Any idea where you will go to get fucked? Hotel? Our place?"

His question came across a bit bluntly, and he could tell from my reaction that I didn't exactly find it funny.

"Don't read too much into it—and sorry for my choice of words—but it’s purely a practical matter, and it is for your safety, after all."

He was right; I felt really good about the guys, but they were still strangers. Because I was already having sex in my mind, I completely lost sight of this aspect of "where."

While I was wondering how best to handle the situation, Christian came up with a proposal himself: he would take me to the guys and arrange to come pick me up later.

It might have been a bit unusual, but all things considered, it was probably the best option: the men would be introduced briefly and would immediately know that I was going with them with someone else's knowledge.

Finally, we were driving out! I thought it would never happen, or something might come up. I was counting down the dropping miles on the GPS and visualized my new friends with hard cocks waiting for me. Those thoughts made my mouth water!

"What do I tell them if they ask who you are?"

"Take your pick: a good friend you're staying with while you're in the country, or your boyfriend who’s happy to lend you out to get properly fucked?"

We arrived late in the afternoon and found them at the same place as the day before. 

Of course, it was a nudist beach, but Christian and I—like everyone else—arrived clothed. The two men, however, were in their birthday suits. They stood up and greeted us warmly with broad smiles. Christian immediately took the lead in the brief conversation and got straight to the point.

"Hi guys, I heard you invited Diane to a party, and since I’m the designated driver today, so she can have a drink, I’d like to know where I can pick her up later."

While the Christian exchanged information with Marek, Jacek was already helping me to undress.

"Staying clothed on a nudist beach is not done," he said while unzipping my dress.

While Christian and Marek were busy tapping on their phones, I guessed to save address information and phone numbers, I saw Christian watching me, out of the corner of his eye, how I didn't waist time to get naked with the men. I continued preparing, what should be a brief stay at the beach, by rolling out the straw beach mat—an old relic from Christian’s childhood. He had explained that placing your towel on top of it offered better protection against that annoying sand getting between your legs... and elsewhere.

I thought it was brave of Christian to confront the two guys with whom I would be having sex later. He was still fully dressed, his gaze hidden behind his Ray-Bans. I wondered what was going through his mind. The three naked individuals who were about to have a threesome, right before his eyes, one of them his girlfriend, must surely have left a special impression.

"Are you staying with us for a bit?" Jasek asked, likely expecting a "no."

"No, thanks, I need to go now," Christian said, quickly stepping toward me and planting a fleeting kiss on my cheek while briefly resting his hand on my ass—a friendly farewell.

Before going, he whispered in my ear: "Their cocks look much bigger in real life than in the pictures.

Christian was apparently impressed, but I had the feeling he wasn't thrown off balance.

As I watched him disappear towards his car behind the dunes, the men turned to me to question me, just as I had expected. Naturally, I had sent them a text message letting them know someone was dropping me off, but without providing any further details.

Since it made no difference to Christian what I told them, I decided to simply tell the truth: that I was not single.

Before I had a chance to start to explain, Marek asked if Christian was my Pimp.

"What?! No! I don't think he talked to you about money!" I reacted, pretending I was shocked.

"He is my boyfriend."

Marec couldn't believe his ears.

"Does he know about everything you got up to here yesterday?"

"Yes, he knows every detail." I smiled.

"And he is aware of our plans for today?" Jacek asked the rhetorical question.

I simply nodded, and then there was a brief silence.

I had no idea what they thought of him or me, but at that moment, that didn't matter at all. What mattered to me was that they knew of his existence and, in a way, of his "presence."

Marek suggested we tan first, then leave the beach to eat something, and then I would join them at their place. I agreed and gave them my bottle of tan oil to make them forget about Christian. I turned face down, and they started their job with four hands. 

"And how is our exhibitionistic girlfriend?" one of the guys asked while his hands couldn't resist teasing between the cheeks of my ass. 

"Are you going to give away another show like yesterday?"

"Depends on the audience!" I joked while I pretended to live up to their expectations by opening my legs, an invitation to caress my pussy from behind.

After enjoying that for a while, I turned face up, with my legs spread eagle.

Unlike yesterday, I didn't hesitate to play with my clit. The nearly empty and childless beach gave me the audacity to behave slutty. Always with the same excuse on my mind: "My boyfriend would like me to do this!"

It didn't take me long before I was stroking their cocks while they alternately gave attention to my pussy and breasts. We recognized some opportunistic men from the day before, but this time we kept things more to ourselves. Of course, we didn't mind them watching!

While getting used to some close-up voyeurs, I enjoyed my friends' attention together with the last sunbeams of the day warming up my body. 

The three of us took a nice walk along the waterline. Hand in hand, one guy on my left and the other on my right, we showed off: me, my two bodyguards with their promising swaying cocks, and the guys with their "catch of the day." 

I was really craving a good fuck and mused about how exciting it would be to do it under the open sky again—like that time Christian and I took a risk in Croatia. In hindsight, the fact that we inadvertently gained a few spectators for free proved a bonus.

I hadn't the faintest idea how risky it might be to slip into the dunes with my two men and have my impatient pussy satisfied. To me, the foreplay had been going on for twenty-four hours already, and it was high time to feel a new cock inside me.

My IQ was dropping fast again, giving way to a rising SQ. I told my companions about my experience in Croatia, hoping it would inspire them to do the same here. When they took me by the hand to head up the dune, I thought I was finally going to get my way. Once at the top, we had a view of the rolling dune landscape—spots that, to my mind, are ideal for hiding away and doing our thing.

We could get started right away. We didn't need to undress; simply spreading out a towel was enough. The men were conferring in a language of their own—unintelligible to me—while gazing at me lustfully. Were they deciding who would go first? I had no idea.

Meanwhile, I had already neatly laid out the towel, taken my place, and looked at them with eager anticipation.

By now, the men had rock-hard erections. When they finally made up their minds, Marek came over and settled down beside me.

"My buddy is keeping watch to warn us if any unwanted visitors show up."

"That’s very thoughtful of him!" I said, taking his hard cock in my hand.

I couldn't see far, but in my mind, there wasn't a soul in sight for miles around. I rolled onto my back and let him mount me. We both realized we had to make it a quickie so as not to tempt fate and risk unwanted eyes spotting us.

"Okay, fuck me now," I heard myself say as I guided his dick toward my pussy.

The delicious sensation of his head spreading my lips made me moan softly. Over his shoulder, I could see his buddy watching, clearly aroused and enjoying the show. He witnessed how his friend, once fully inside me, gave himself over to the moment, thrusting hard and deep. At that moment, I decided I definitely wanted to go along with them to take things further at their place. I wanted to seize the opportunity for a new threesome with both hands!

My eyes were fixed mainly on the blue sky with its wisps of white, little clouds that bore witness to this brief but passionate bout of fucking.

It was as if Marek could sense exactly what I needed at that moment: just a good, hard fuck—having that thrusting cock inside me was all that mattered; I didn't need any attention paid to my breasts, nipples, or other sensitive spots. I was simply lying back and enjoying it passively, my legs wrapped around his body and my arms resting limp and spread out on the warm sand.

A fresh glance at the lookout revealed a surprise: he was no longer alone. A few men who had evidently been watching us on the beach must have followed us from a distance. They had clearly realized we were up to something and were now getting the icing on the cake. The white clouds were not the only witnesses! Afterward, the lookout explained that he hadn't felt it necessary to disturb us for such a harmless audience.

The fact that they were just as naked as us gave them a natural pass to attend our performance. Visibly erect cocks fostered a sense of group camaraderie, so there was no room for fear—let alone panic. On the contrary, I saw it as a gift that transported me right back to that moment with Christian in Croatia (as recounted in Part 4 of First Time At A Naked Resort).

It is actually quite remarkable that you feel absolutely no shame about what you are doing at that moment: fucking! On the contrary, you do your best to show great sex, as if you want to do more than just please yourself.

It resulted in a change of position where I got on top. Riding his cock, bouncing up and down, with my breasts swaying and my front facing the audience. I put off climaxing until later; the evening had barely begun, and who knew—the whole night lay ahead.

My fuck buddy saw things a bit differently, and I could sense he was heading towards his first climax.

"BJ," he suddenly called out!

I obeyed and let his cock slip out of me, immediately sucking him off while jerking him with my hand.

I told him not to hold back; I reassured him and let him shoot in my mouth.

After this explosive ending, we decided to wrap up and leave. The other men vanished as quickly as they had arrived.

We got dressed and packed our things to go.

We got in the car, and while Marek was behind the wheel, Jacek accompanied me in the back. He had his hand on my leg, lifting my dress, and asked me questions about what I like most in sex, what turns me on, etc. I gave him some hints about me being a slow starter and preferring nice foreplay, but I guess, after what he saw in the last twenty-four hours, he might have a different idea about me.

As planned, we went for a quick bite first. The restaurant was near their place and served us fast. In less than one hour, we finished our meal and a bottle of wine.

Now I wanted a nice shower to get rid of the sand and saltiness from the North Sea. They promised to soap me in and get me clean and fresh to make me "dirty" again afterwards. During the meal, they wanted to know if I had experienced threesomes before. I was honest and said only twice: once with two guys and once with a man and a girl. 

"And how about you guys?" I wanted to know. 

Both had experiences with two girls, but never as friends sharing a woman. That was hot and interesting! We could read the excitement in each other's eyes! 

From there, it was a short drive to their place, delayed by a short stop when Marec got out of the car to buy a few things. When we arrived, I sent the location via WhatsApp to my boyfriend to let him know where I was. He messaged back saying I was only twenty minutes away from him, at the same time asking if he needed to come over. I know we always fantasized about doing MFM together, but this time I was selfish and told him I was in good company and he could enjoy an evening with his friends.

Once inside the apartment, I saw Marek putting a few bottles of rosé wine in the fridge. With a big grin on his face, he threw a package of condoms on the table, together with a small plastic bottle with what I thought was lubricant or something like that. Then they poured me a glass of wine with some ice cubes and put on atmospheric music. 

They were originally from Poland, and both were working on contracts abroad in construction and temporarily shared an apartment with a few other guys who were absent that day. It had several bedrooms and a big balcony - I opened the big sliding window doors to let in some fresh air because it was very warm inside after being closed all day and heated up by the summer sun. 

"Do you mind?" I asked the rhetorical question while I slipped out of my dress. 

Of course, they did not. Wearing only sandals now, I stood on the balcony, looking over the roofs of the other houses. I did not care if someone could see me. I hoped someone could see me! They joined me on the balcony and brought me my glass. I said after this glass, I would like to take a shower. 

They both came closer and started kissing me on my neck and shoulders, and I felt familiar hands going over my skin. We stepped back inside, where I unzipped them both to get them out of their pants. Their cocks were hard already, and I couldn't resist touching them again. One by one, I rubbed them slowly. I had a really good close look now, less hurried than at the beach. One was bigger than the other, and the other was still bigger than my boyfriend, and both guys were almost half his age.

We started kissing, and the four hands were gliding everywhere over my body. Finally, we got in the bathroom to shower, and each took turns soaping our naked bodies. The size of the shower was not big enough, or we would have started fucking in there. 

After the quick fuck at the beach, I wanted to feel a cock inside again as quickly as possible. 

I asked them,  "Are you gonna fuck me one by one or at the same time?" 

"As you please."

Hmmm, let's start one by one then, and I took the hand of Jacek, who was our spotter, and asked which bedroom we can use. 

"Mine," he said, and seconds later we were on his bed. 

I had plenty of time, but I felt like I was in a hurry and mounted him as a cowgirl. For the second time that day, I felt something other than my boyfriend's cock sliding in! I missed this feeling and enjoyed the ride like I had not had sex in months, already forgetting the great fuck with Christian the evening before! I had no feelings of guilt: the advantage of being his Hotwife.

He did his very best, giving attention to my tits with his hands and giving me a nice up-and-down movement while pushing my clit against his bone. Climaxing the first time this way works wonders for me, and it did not take long before I started screaming! 

I saw Marek watching us at the door, condom ready in one hand and stroking his dick slowly with his other, eager to join us. Wanting him to get involved, I dropped myself forward on top of the guy under me, slid off his cock, and put my ass up so the other guy knew it was his second moment of glory to take me from behind.

While playing with the smaller cock (I mean less big) with my hands and tongue, I hoped for a long doggy fuck with Mareks bigger dick. I was on my hands and knees on the bed, and he was standing just at the edge. His hands held my hips, and slowly he pulled me towards him and then in and out.

I felt very filled inside, and my pussy was tight around his cock. It was very different from my boyfriend, and I got turned on and wanted him to go faster and deeper. I am not used to sucking while I get fucked from behind, but that was what the guys were expecting: filling my mouth and pussy at the same time! To make it easier on me, Jacek went on his knees in front of me, making sure I could suck him from the best angle.

Sounds of his friend's body and balls smacking against my ass and me, sucking cock filled the room more than the music. And if I was not sucking, I was moaning loudly to show how much I liked it. We rolled over on the bed, and the guys switched positions a few times. Fucking me sideways, mostly from behind while lying in one guy's lap like spoons and always making sure I could continue using my hands and mouth to play with a cock and balls in front of me.

I realized sex with two guys is not only very arousing, but it's also the best sex for those moments I like to get fucked with long, hot sessions. Sex with my boyfriend is more like "making love," and after he cums, his dick needs time to get hard again, and sometimes he falls asleep, and that is quite normal. With two young men, there is always at least one ready for me.

I didn't watch the clock and had no idea how long we played, but after a while, we went back to the living room to take a rest and a drink on the sofa and watch some porn on TV, after they made me choose something from their DVD adult collection. 

I rarely watch porn movies because, for me, it's fake, but I tried my best to show some interest. It was still warm inside, and nobody was wearing clothes, so the guys couldn't hide the effect of the porn, where men and women were having hot sex.  Sometimes they didn't speak English, so I did not have an idea what they were talking about when they were commenting on the porn. I imagined they got inspired by a few positions we hadn't done yet.

(to be continued)