Unknown - The swap club

Burgers and fries didn't take long, and we were soon on the road again. We still had about a good hour to go, but the break had refreshed me. About fifteen minutes down the highway, traffic lightened considerably. I leaned over to where Debby was sitting, pelvis twitching again. Reaching over, I rapidly unbuttoned all the buttons I could reach, all on her jacket and as many on her skirt as were not under the laced up section. Her jacket fell wide away from her heaving tits. Leaving my hand in place, I began tweaking and rubbing her prominent nipples. Debby's response was immediate. Spreading her legs wide, she pulled her skirt above her crotch, and both hands dived between her thighs. Debby moaning, we drove another twenty minutes, until we left the interstate.

We composed ourselves for the remainder of the trip down the state highway to North Beach. Finally I pulled into the parking lot of the motel. Getting out, I went in and registered. I was a little surprised when I got out to find Debby out of the car, leaning into the back seat, but she was simply packing her discarded clothes from this morning into her gym bag. I pulled the car around to a side entrance. I can live out of a single hanging bag, albeit a large, well packed bag. Debby had brought three suitcases, in addition to the gym bag. Debby imperiously led the way in, as I, looking and waddling like an overburdened pack mule, followed.

Debby looked around the room and nodded her approval. It wasn't too small, it wasn't too big. It had a small couch facing a TV on a swivel mount, so it could be seen from the bed, as well. The place was a couple blocks back from the boardwalk, so the price was reasonable, yet we were close enough to walk to the beach. I threw the bags on the floor, and the key on the dresser.

Debby hopped up on the bed and opened her jacket again, along with the skirt. "Fuck me right now," she demanded. "I took that gizmo out when you went inside." She raised her knees and spread them, and her bald cunt stared at me.

"My pleasure, madam," I said, because I knew it would be. Unzipping my pants, I let them slide to my knees. Kneeling on the bed between her spread legs, I put my arms under her legs, and grasping her ass, plunged in. Boy, that ball had really worked, she was hot as a pistol, and really wet! She let out a small shriek and came immediately, thrashing wildly on the bed. I really started jack hammering into her then. Her nipples were harder now than in the car, if possible. Ramming vigorously, I soon exploded into her cunt, as she cried out her second orgasm.

I collapsed on top of her, and after several minutes of impassioned kissing, rolled off to her side. But she wasn't done yet. Debby sat up and removed her jacket and skirt. Now clad only in garter belt, stockings and shoes, she removed the rest of my clothes with her teeth, working me to another erection. We sucked and fucked the rest of the afternoon, until I was literally too limp dicked to continue. Then we both took a well deserved nap.

We fell into a rather wonderful rut the next day. When we woke, Debby and I would screw once or twice, then get up and go to breakfast. Then we would change into swimsuits and head for the beach. At lunch we would have something on the boardwalk, and maybe do some browsing in the multitude of shops along it. Then back to the beach until early afternoon.

Then we'd head back to our room, where we'd take a shower together, making sure to wash sand out of every possible crevice. Sometimes we'd fuck in the shower, other times we'd wait until we got out. We'd screw and nap the rest of the afternoon, and then go out to dinner. After dinner, we'd take a long walk, then back to our room. Debby would put on a nightie or such, and we'd usually fuck once on the couch in front of the television. Then we'd go to bed and bang away once or twice more.

What a way to spend a vacation!

I learned why Debby had such a large number of suitcases. She had apparently packed every sexy nightgown, dress, skirt, blouse, and swimsuit she owned. No underwear, however, and no pantyhose, just stockings, both thigh high and garter length. Every day she wore a different swimsuit, mostly bikinis, every evening a different dress or outfit, all showcasing her breasts and legs, and every night a different nightie, all sheer and easily fucked in.

Of course, a little variety helps, also. One day, we were both out in the ocean, and her suit got me going. It was a sheer white one piece number that became translucent when wet. I was wearing some cutoff shorts. I simply unzipped the zipper, and pulling her to me, pulled the crotch of her suit to one side and entered her. We were chest deep, so I also pulled one tit out of the top. If anyone saw us, they must have figured we were simply embracing. While not exactly the most comfortable position, for either of us, Debby responded enthusiastically. It took us several minutes before we both came, during which time sand got in rather inappropriate places, and we both damn near drowned. Still, I'm glad we did it, if only to say so.

Another day, rather than go to the boardwalk, we bought a cooler full of beer, and drove out to Lighthouse Point. Now, North Beach lies on the north side (obviously!) of a small peninsula sticking out into the ocean. It has a marvelous white sand beach. The south side is rather rocky and is fairly undeveloped, having a hellacious rip tide. The tip has an abandoned light house on it, and it and the south side are set up as a bird refuge. Still, you can drive out there for sun and fun, if you want.

It was midweek and fairly empty out there. We rubbed oil on ourselves and lay down on a blanket to catch rays and drink beer. By early afternoon we were alone. Debby rubbed some more oil on my back, and lay down on her stomach so I could rub some on hers.

Looking around, I could see nothing but sand dunes and sandpipers. Straddling her, I untied her bikini top and poured a fair amount of oil down her back. This I rubbed in well, not just oiling her, but massaging her as well. Then, I moved down to her feet. Pouring more oil on each leg, I slowly moved my way northward, oiling and massaging as I went. Debby's eyes were closed, but she was only half asleep, murmuring contentedly. When I reached her buttocks, I untied the strings holding her bikini bottom on. Gently pulling the fabric to the sides, and down between her legs, I proceeded to pour more oil on her upturned ass. I oiled this area most carefully, and massaged both cheeks and the cleft between them.

Debby seemed unbelievably relaxed. Taking once last look around, and seeing nothing but isolation, I made my move. Kneeling between her wide spread legs, I pushed my swimsuit down to my knees. I leaned forward gently, and placed my erection in the crack of her oily ass. Debby's eyes opened wide as my cockhead probed for her anus, but her hands snaked back and spread her cheeks wide. Slowly, but surely, my well lubricated cock slipped into her asshole. Debby moaned her pleasure as I sank to the hilt. My hairy balls were tickling the backs of her thighs before I stopped. Resting a moment to allow her tail to accommodate me, I soon began a slow motion ass fuck. I'd pull out until only the head was buried, then slowly move back in. Debby moved her hands beneath her, and her breathing became more ragged as she diddled her clit. I was resting my weight on my extended arms and hands, only my hips moving, in and out, in and out. I made this a long fuck, and she came several times. Then, my endurance being stretched to the breaking point, Debby clamped her asshole around me, and one final plunge took me over the top. I spewed for what seemed an eternity, and Debby swore she could feel every pulsing jet of my jism coat her entrails.

But, still, none of this was all that unusual. I mean, everybody has fucked al fresco on occasion. I remember, shortly before we got married, Debby and I went camping in the mountains. Five minutes after setting up camp, we were buck naked and rutting by the campfire. Even the bit in the ocean. Why, hell, one time we tore off a quickie in Jerry and Carol's pool, when they went inside to make drinks!