“Aw fuck yeah,” one of the guys groans.
“Yeah, look at his load in there,” the other one says.
Adin keeps one thumb inserted and rubs Miranda’s swollen clit with his other. He massages back and forth across the little button while she continues to spread her cheek apart and glare back trying to see. Her frown intensifies, her mouth gaping in silence as her body tenses and softly convulses.
Adin relents and just closes his hand over his wife’s pussy, holding it as her orgasm pulses through her. The guy pockets his phone and the pair of them back away a bit and light cigarettes while Miranda turns and cuddles close to Adin, hiding shyly now.
“Hey, man, there’s some people coming,” one of the guys says.
Adin fixes his jeans and helps Miranda sort out her clothes. She removes the bra and gives it to him, just pulling her top up and tucking the shoulder strings inside beneath her arms. The two guys approach. “Smoke?” the one with the pack offers.
Adin takes one. The guy flicks his lighter. Miranda declines with a smile that she’s biting down on. A group of three men and two women stroll past, nodding or dipping heads in greeting. Another man follows along some distance behind. Adin recognises him as one of the security staff from the bar.
He stops. “Hey, Chas, they’re looking for you inside, man.”
Chas is the taller of the two guys and is dressed in black trousers and a plain white shirt, seemingly an employee of the bar as well. He departs with the security guy, smiling back at Miranda and giving Adin a nod and wave.
“I’m Arnie,” the other guy says. “Mi, wasn’t it?”
“Yes I’m Mi, and this is my husband Adin.”
“Oh shit,” the guy says, smiling.
“Yeah, good to meet you, Arnie.” Adin responds, grinning too.
“Wow! So, you guys are married and getting it on in an alleyway…. Awesome!”
“It’s our first time,” Adin tells him and cuddles Miranda close.
Arnie chuckles. “So, this explains why I wasn’t getting anywhere earlier, I suppose.”
“Well, you got plenty of dances,” Miranda shoots back. “That’s as far as anyone was getting!”
“Oh right – so, you two have met obviously,” Adin joins in.
“Yeah, I was trying to get onto her all night but wasn’t having any luck…. I never saw you, man. Sorry!”
“It’s cool. I just got here…. Mi was on a girls night, so good on you for giving her some dances.”
Miranda takes Adin’s smoke and has a drag. They occasionally share one at a party.
“So, I guess I’d better get back to it. My friends will be wondering, and I’m designated driver tonight.” Arnie turns and walks, smiling back. “That was fucking hot, though!”
“Thanks!” Miranda calls after him. “You guys watching was hot too!”
“Alright – next time!” the guy calls back then checks his watch and hurries along and around the corner.
“Let’s get a coffee?’ Miranda says.
Adin takes her hand and they stroll back to the street, leaving the car where it’s parked. Adin turns and jogs back to toss Miranda’s bra inside. He had still been holding onto it. Miranda is waiting on the street corner. She cuddles up and they stroll along toward Coco’s Café.
“That was amazing, baby,” Adin says, kissing her hair. “You liked me showing those guys like that, huh?”
“Yes I liked it…. The way you had your fingers inside me and stretched me open – I loved that for some reason. It was so exciting when they both leaned in close with the phone light.”
Adin nods and swallows. “Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking when I did that. It was like some kind of frigging porno scene, but the way they were trying to get a look with the phone – it just seemed like the thing to do…. We could see quite deep inside of you. Could see how full of cum you were.”
“Uh huh…. I’m glad they saw me full of cum – the best way to be for a guy.” Miranda lifts to whisper while cuddling close, “The way they wanted to make me themselves.”
“Oh yeah – they wanted to, baby. That’s for certain.”
“Mmm – and so did some other men tonight,” Miranda teases back over her shoulder as she leads the way into the café.
The place is quiet this late in the evening. They order at the counter and sit in a corner booth.
“So, you danced with a few other men too?” Adin asks.
“Yes, the guy you watched with me that other time was there and I danced with him earlier on and then again after Carlton left. He sort of backed off and just watched while Carlton was with me but came back afterwards.”
Adin’s chest has tightened. “When Carlton was with you – in what way, baby?”
Miranda’s blush rises. She shrugs guiltily. “He just kissed me a few times…. He’s so hard to resist though, Adin. He did it while we were dancing the first time. Then just before he left he cornered me against a wall, and once he got his tongue in my mouth I couldn’t move or do anything. Then he kept me there for ages kissing me so nicely and pressing against me….” Miranda stops talking to breathe. “And after he left me standing there, that other guy pressed me against the wall and took me as well – but I was so out of it by then.”
“Aw fuck,” Adin groans.
“I know! Plus there was these other guys cheering that other guy on. And all I could think about was that you’d be here soon and that I wanted you to fuck me.”
“Aw fuck, baby, I should have come in earlier and got you. I was waiting down the street there for ages – probably while all that was going on.”
“Yeah, but that’s why I was so turned on for you, Adin. Because of those guys kissing me like they did, and in front of those others.”
“Yeah, well, what about this fucking Carlton? I thought he was gone. What the hell is he doing back here?”
A young guy brings their coffees. Miranda waits until he’s gone.
“Carlton said his company sent him to tidy up another property deal – nothing to do with us this time – just here in town, and he’s staying for a couple of weeks again.”
“Yeah, it’s a free country, I suppose.” Adin huffs his dissatisfaction. “At least he won’t be trying to get onto you at work this time.”
“No, he just said he likes the food at The Boardwalk. That’s why we bumped into him…. He’s interesting to talk to, though. He was telling us about doing naturalist stuff actually. I mean, I didn’t even mention that we’d been talking about it. He was just telling Anne and Cynthia about trying it a few times and I was keeping out of it and just listening at first.”
“Oh right…. So, he’s one of these nudists, then? That figures with his pretty boy looks. Bet the women love it.”
Miranda giggles. “I’ll tell you who loves it – or the idea at least – Sienna! A bit later on I was telling Carlton that we know someone who has a naturalist resort and Sienna was all over the idea of going there. And she’s dead serious too. She wants us to go with her and Paul – if she can talk Paul into it, that is.”
“Wait! You mean just Sienna and Paul? Not with Carlton? I seriously don’t trust him, baby…. I know where he’s staying. I feel more like waiting for him to come down from his room in the morning and putting a couple on his chin for hitting on you again.”
“Oh, don’t you dare!” Miranda scolds playfully. “You’re not allowed to punch him again – just because he’s frigging gorgeous!”
“No, it’s because he keeps initiating shit with you!”
“Huh? So, what’s the big deal about that? I mean – now that we’ve done a lot more with these other guys.”
“Yeah, I know it’s kind of different now, baby. But I just have a weird feeling about him. That one look into his eyes that time was all I needed.”
“Okay – so, you’re saying he’s definitely off limits, huh?” Miranda asks, and she pouts exaggeratedly.
Adin chuckles. “Yes, but on the other hand, the nudist idea
with Sienna and Paul could be fun….”
Chapter 14
Miranda: Hi it’s me. Adin said yes to doing the nudie thing as long as Paul comes too. He wants to go tomorrow. Call me!
Miranda puts her phone on the bathroom cabinet and gets in the shower. It’s after midnight and they have just gotten home. She’s all sticky between the legs from being fucked a second time in the alleyway by her husband. That time in a doorway closer to the main street but without any spectators – just with cars passing and the voices of people walking quite close by.
There’s a missed call and message on Miranda’s phone when she’s done in the shower.
Sienna: What time are you picking us up in the morning? Paul’s all for it.
Miranda: Oh my god! Let’s say about 10.
Sienna: See you at 10 girlfriend. Can’t wait to see Adin.
Miranda giggles and crawls into bed, cuddling up to her sleeping husband and falling asleep herself immediately. She wakes early and shows Adin the text chat with Sienna, leaving the phone with him and going for her morning jog.
Adin has a plan ready by the time she gets back. “I think an hour or two will be plenty of time. If we like it we can go for a full day or book a weekend or whatever.”
“Five minutes might be enough time yet,” Miranda suggests. She’s quite unsure about the whole nude-in-public thing. “I don’t know how I’m going to go stripping off in broad daylight in front of a whole bunch of nude men.”
“I don’t even know if I’m going to strip down completely at all yet,” Adin tosses back, chuckling.
“Oh, yes you are, buddy! If I’m doing it – so are you.”
“Aw shit – seriously? I was thinking Speedos would be good enough for me.”
“No way! That sucked in the photos where the guys had swimmers on and the women were nude. How fair is that?”
Adin cuddles from behind. “Yeah, but you don’t want to see me.” He’s teasing now.
“Sienna does,” Miranda shoots back. “Didn’t you read her text?”
“Yeah, but that’s just extra pressure….”
“Good. That’ll make two of us under pressure,” Miranda concludes and leaves her husband with a peck to his cheek.
They pack lunch and find Sienna and Paul waiting on their front step. Miranda gets out and into the back seat with Sienna. The two men exchange a handshake and greeting. They’re not exactly close, but always seem to get on okay.
Miranda is sitting behind Adin and feels Paul’s eyes upon her legs quite often as they all chat and laugh about their nudist adventure. Miranda quite likes Paul. He’s kind of square, but he’s smart and has a good sense of humour. He also makes it known that he thinks she’s attractive – always giving compliments and checking her out whenever he can get away with it. Miranda is seriously nervous about the prospect of undressing in front of him, more so than she will be with strangers, she imagines.
Miranda notices Sienna watching as Paul checks out her legs again. She lets the moment pass and waits until his gaze roams elsewhere, then she leans in to whisper, “It took him about a second to agree to getting naked with you, Mi…. Maybe half a second.”
Miranda blushes and rolls her eyes.
Sienna leans in again. “But I don’t mind as long as I get to see what your hubby’s packing in those shorts.” She leans closer. “I can’t wait to get a look at it.”
“Hey, enough with the secrets back there,” Adin says into the rear view mirror. Sienna lifts her top and flashes her little tits at him. “Err….” he says, gawking.
“Sienna!” Miranda scolds, slapping her knee.
They all laugh. The conversation rolls on as they head out of the suburbs and join the expressway. Miranda feels Paul checking her out again, and she parts her legs a little bit for him. Sienna and Adin are talking distractedly. Paul is watching them but his gaze keeps flashing down to Miranda’s thighs. She has on a straight denim skirt and pretty pink panties. She has already been wiggling forward in the seat to get her skirt to hike up. This is the first time she’s allowed her knees to part at all. She’s pretending to be entranced looking out her window but is intensely aware of the heat from the man’s furtive little glances.
Paul clears his throat. “So, this resort, Adin – it’s your uncle who owns it?”
“Yeah Uncle Wes…. He’s pretty cool. He said it’s a good time to come up for a look around on a Sunday because the place is winding down from the weekend.”
“Oh…. I would have thought Sunday would be popular.”
“Apparently Friday and Saturday night are big, but it’s a few hours from the city and people tend to head back after lunch on a Sunday…. Wes said we’ll see a few of the regulars this afternoon is about all.”
“Well that’s okay,” Miranda suggests, quite pleased. “This is definitely the best time to do this, then. I’ll be happy if there aren’t many people this first time at least.”
“Same here,” Paul agrees, smiling back and squeezing Sienna’s knee.
“Oh, you’ll be fine,” she tells him. “You have a very nice cock, darling…. Miranda’s going to love it.”
“Hey!” Miranda cries, glaring at her girlfriend. She’s blushing fully. Everyone’s laughing – Paul also quite red-faced.
Two hours into the drive, they pull up at a truck stop for lunch, just getting drinks to go with the sandwiches Miranda has brought. Sienna tags along when Miranda goes to the bathroom before getting back on the road.
“Sooo, I don’t mind if you want to tease Paul a bit, Mi. I’m hoping he has a great time today so we can start doing this kind of thing like you and Adin are.”
“Hmm – he’s already been looking up my skirt. And I’ve been letting him,” Miranda confesses with a giggle.
“Yes – I noticed. But just so you know I’m completely cool with it. I’m not going to get jealous like you might if I try to play with Adin too much.”
“Hey, I’m not going to get jealous,” Miranda tells her friend. “You should tease him! He’ll love it.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah of course…. Adin thinks you’re hot…. It took him about a second to agree to this when I told him you were coming too, Sienna.”
Sienna hugs Miranda and kisses her cheek. “Thank you for this then,” she says sincerely. “Paul and I really could use a boost, and this might just be what we need.”
“Great! So, you should let Paul see you teasing Adin. That’ll work.”
“I know…. I want Paul to see some other men checking me out as well today if possible…. I hope we’re not too late and everyone’s gone home.”
“I know, but Adin’s uncle will definitely be there, and he’ll be checking us out for sure. But let’s go so we’re not too late!”
The girls find the guys waiting in the car. Miranda deliberately hikes her skirt up and sits in panties on her seat. Sienna notices and smiles, and she hikes her skirt up too. Both men are stealing glances as Adin drives and they all chat. Miranda keeps her knees together for a while, but after another half hour of driving and everyone just watching the view of the lake she opens her legs for Paul again. He has an excuse to be turned her way since the lake is on her side of the road.
Paul draws a big breath and expels – his eyes rolling down. Miranda parts her legs a tiny bit more as she keeps her head turned toward her window. Sienna then shifts and tucks one of her legs up beneath the other, spreading herself wide, and she places a hand upon Miranda’s knee and tugs it toward her.
Miranda bites down on her grin as she allows her girlfriend to open her legs further. She keeps her head turned and refuses to look as she lifts her foot onto the back of the centre console and lets her thighs sway wide open.
“Aw fuck me,” Paul groans, swallowing hard.
Adin cranes back over his shoulder for a quick look. Miranda rubs up her inner thighs and spreads her legs completely while still keeping her head turned and refusing to meet their friends’ eyes.
“Do yo
u like that?” Sienna asks her husband.
“I like it,” Paul answers and checks with Adin. Adin is continually glancing back over his shoulder as he drives.
Miranda gives in and meets her girlfriend’s quite intense gaze, then she looks at Paul. He peers up from her crotch – his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open. Adin reaches back and squeezes Miranda’s lower leg, rubbing up to her knee and squeezing there as well. He then reaches further back and feels the crotch of her panties but she claims his wrist and pushes him away. “Hey you!” she scolds.
He smiles back at her and Sienna, then tilts for a deliberate look at Sienna’s crotch while everyone is watching him, but he has to quickly look back at the road after swerving off it a little.
“Ooh this is going to be fun!” Sienna says.
“Yeah, well, I think this might be it.” Adin slows and turns into an unmarked driveway, the GPS indicating they have reached their destination.
Miranda sits up and tugs down her skirt. The driveway winds through forest for a while and emerges to a parking area and a two level brick building, also a helicopter on a landing pad.
“Holy shit,” Paul exclaims looking at the glistening white machine as they swing by.
“Yeah, that would be my uncle’s mode of transport out here no doubt,” Adin explains.
There are half a dozen cars parked under a shade sail and places for twenty more. The four curious visitors take their beach towels and bags and enter the foyer of the building. There’s a reception desk but no one there. Adin hits a bell while Miranda leads their two friends over to huge glass doors and looks through at a restaurant and band stand, empty and with place settings on only a few of the tables.
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