Liberated Wife by Bartolo Nepomuceno

Author:Bartolo Nepomuceno [Nepomuceno, Bartolo]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2022-10-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter IV

She Takes the Initiative

I opened my eyes several hours later. My wife was lying on my chest, stroking my cock. I replayed the scenes of the previous night and my erection became firmer. When I felt close, I pushed her to my pelvis. She understood and started sucking me. Two minutes passed and for the first time in my life, I came in her mouth. She swallowed my cum.

I stretched and felt a delicious languor. We fell asleep again. Time passed and eventually I felt her waking up. She kissed me and stood up to take a shower. When she finished she came back to bed. We hugged. We ordered room service and watched a movie. We acted like nothing had happened. At some point, under the covers, I tried to caress her pussy but she closed her legs. Not today honey, they left me scalded. We burst out laughing. I felt complicity between us. We decided to stay in the room, watch TV and sleep early. That’s also valid on a vacation.

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Next morning we woke refreshed. My wife was getting ready when she discovered the Brazilian bikini I bought at the store.

“What’s this?”

“Oh, it looked so good on you that I decided to buy it.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” naturally, without thinking, I decided to keep challenging her, “in case you want to keep it, but if you don’t dare to wear it, no problem, I’ll return it.”

Her eyes lit up again. She went into the bathroom and finished getting ready. She came out wrapped in a long pareo that completely occulted what she was wearing. I asked her but she ignored my request.

Needless to say, I was dying of curiosity. It was early and there were few people on the beach. We sat in a palapa and she took out her book. She kept me suffering for half an hour. When the beach was crowded, she announced: I’m going for a swim. She got up and finally took off her pareo: she was wearing the semi-thong.

“Wow, you look delectable.”

I wasn’t exaggerating. Her desirable body looked lustful, with the tight top squeezing her tits and her ass almost totally uncovered. She walked sinuously to the surf and of course all men coveted at her. Far from being embarrassed, she moved with poise and assurance. Her buttocks trembled with gusto. My, what a spectacle.

When she came back, she said: “Do you regret your gift now, my love?”

“Why do you say that?”

She smiled mischievously. “I feel like everyone is staring at my butt.”

“Do you like it?”

She shrugged as if to say: yes.

“I remember when the normal bikini embarrassed you.”

She laughed. “You are the one that likes dressing me as a slut.”

Her words were turning me on. Her attitudes too. She wouldn’t stay still. She changed positions in the beach lounger. She stood to put some sunblock. I know her: she was showing off to generate attention.

Then the boys of the staff arrived to organize another game of volleyball. My wife got up and went to play.

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