It was their first day in the tropical resort made for couples only.  “I think I may go t

It was their first day in the tropical resort made for couples only.  “I think I may go topless today,” Brenda said, picking through the several bikinis she had brought with her.  She was trying to get a rise out of her husband.  She had noticed him ogling the other women on the beach, even though he had tried to be subtle.“Great! Go for it,” Rob told her. “We’re on vacation,” he said with an “anything goes” tone.Later, on the beach, Rob reminded his wife. “I thought you were going topless?” he asked.“What? Here?” Brenda said.“Come on, you always said you wanted an all-over tan…no tan lines, right?”  “What if someone sees?” Brenda asked, suddenly less adventurous.“We’re on vacation!” Rob repeated. “Nobody here knows us…it’s fine!”Brenda tentatively removed her top while she was laying face down. A few minutes later, she bravely turned over. No one laughed or pointed. The sky didn’t collapse in on itself.  As the day wore on, Brenda got more and more brave. She even went into the warm, tropical water without her top on.The following day, her husband encouraged her to leave her top in the room.  “Here, wear this if you want,” he said, offering her a thin sarong, which she wrapped around herself.Brenda felt liberated walking around the resort with nothing but a thin piece of fabric covering her breasts.  Her nakedness brought her confidence which made her feel even sexier.The next day, Rob pulled her into one of the changing rooms by the beach and pulled down his own shorts. “Here? Now?” Brenda gasped. She was shocked, first by her husband’s abruptness, but then by the hard, nearly purple cock he was sporting.“I need to fuck your pussy right now,” Rob growled turning her around and bending her over.  “Nobody knows us here, we’re on vacation!” he reminded her as he sank his cock deep into her wet and aching pussy.When they emerged a short while later, the beach was almost empty as storm clouds had rolled in.  “Aww, I missed it,” Brenda sighed.  She had become addicted to the attention and brazenness of going topless.  She took her time walking back to the room.Brenda decided to watch the storm roll in from the balcony. She decided to go a step further and wear nothing but the sarong, not even her bikini bottom.  “I’m gonna grab a snack,” Rob told her, famished from fucking his wife in the cabana just then.Rob returned a short while later. He found his wife on the bed, one of the young, virile resort staff between her legs.  He was pumping his cock in and out of Brenda’s pussy as she pulled and grabbed at his shoulders and back.“Fuck me from behind,” she commanded. The young man flipped her over and easily shoved his cock inside of her wet, waiting snatch.  Rob was standing over her sarong and the young man’s polo shirt uniform when her eyes met her husband’s.  “We are on vacation,” she said before moaning as her lover’s cock filled her again. -- source link

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