Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

It took Mark about 2 weeks to arrange for this holiday we were supposed to take half a year ago. Me and Mark have been married for about 2 years now. I am 28 and he is 32. Other than the honeymoon that we experienced 2 years ago in the Austrian Alps all our vacations and holidays have been spent on accommodating both sides of our family. This was our last chance to experience the sun, the beach, remove all the tan lines from my body before we plan to start a family together.

It was my suggestion to select the all-inclusive exclusive adults-only nudist resort in Mexico. Mark knows that I am quite an exhibitionist and flirt but that’s it. He even has a fantasy of letting other men fuck me nibbling and biting my small A cup tits and sucking my pierced nipples while they bounce making me scream at the throes of passion. According to him, he can’t enjoy watching my gorgeous body when he himself is in throes of pleasure. He didn’t know how much his wild talks affected me, but I kept it to myself.

Mark had an average-sized cock and he wasn’t shabby in bed either. Overall our sex life was neither horrible nor magnificent. It was average. Midlife crisis and pressure in jobs sometimes made sex the furthest thing in our minds.

Two days later I stood in the balcony of our clothing optional resort letting the wind seep into my face, blowing my hair. “Jesus, what the hell”, I screeched as Mark hugged me from behind. “I thought you had to complete the formalities”.

“Oh that went faster than I expected”, replied Mark.

“Oh Thank God!! It’s six o’clock in the evening but I am too tired to go to one of the restaurants to grab dinner “.

“Hmmm”, Mark continued “Why are you wearing your bikini, we are in a nudist resort”.

I heaved a sigh “I didn’t gather up the courage yet”.

Mark laughed and complimented that I was too beautiful for my own good.

We changed into our birthday suits. I was self-conscious as I passed through the lobby. I was quite insecure being flat-chested in college and moaned about getting a bigger pair but slowly I realized my nubile form was quite attractive particularly to older guys. Mark was 4 years senior to me when we met during my internship in his company, not old old but yet definitely older than me. Mark always reminded me that I was the definition of a flat-chested bombshell, with burgundy hair, 5’3 height, slim build, and sultry lips. But it took some time for my insecurities to leave.

I had got one of my nipples pierced after one drunken bet with college friends to particularly remove my small boobed insecurities and increase my sex appeal, and I remember it did hurt like hell for the initial months. Most men seemed elated about my simple barbell-shaped single nipple jewelry and Mark was no exception and he paying more attention to my boobs after that instead of simply shoving his dick into me. I started skipping bra whenever I went out and loved all the attention my tiny boobs received from those public adventures. But all these ordeals didn’t make me completely comfortable showing off in my birthday suit with only a nipple jewel. The single nipple jewel increased my sex appeal much more than a pair. Still, I was more comfortable in my skin compared to Mark who was constantly fidgeting.

“Stop fidgeting, people are watching”, I whispered after the waiter took our orders. There were about 8-10 people in the poolside restaurant. One was a group of randy men of 6, another was a couple.

“They are watching you, not me fidgeting”. He was not altogether wrong, people were looking. Excitement flared in the pit of my belly. The exhibitionist in me traded places with the girl a few minutes ago who was afraid of shredding her bikini. I turned around a little and adjusted my position giving the voyeurs a glimpse better than the peek they were getting, jingling my perk boobs in the process. Some of the eyes from the neighboring tables went bigger as light reflected from the barbell. I had shaved my pussy before the vacation started, but no way any voyeur can get any peek unless they prod under the dining table.

We completed a simple dinner of Lobster bisque. The wind was blowing and it had just started to get a little bit cold, I was shivering quite a bit. We wanted to check out the beach and the shoreline but first Mark suggested we return to our rooms and wear a cover-up. I didn’t want a cover-up hell after all I paid all those bucks so that I can flash my goodies to everyone. But it seems practical, so I compiled and Mark changed into swimming trunks

The crocheted cover-up gave a pick a boo glimpse of my nipples and shaved crotch.

We walked down the hidden beach, the balmy and salty night air kissing our faces. There were few people in this area of the beach as most were out partying on the other side of the beach.

It was then I glimpsed a golden-skinned Adonis came out of the ocean after a nightly swim. I was caught up in viewing his ripped muscles. He was lean yet ripped until I viewed his cock, I let out a soft moan. That was magnificent. Not an ultra gigantic bit still it has quite the girth that can deliciously fill any pussy.

Fortunately, Mark was viewing the gorgeous ocean ahead while I was left in my own musing and ogling. The man stopped as he realized the weight of my stare on him. He gave me a slow head to toe appraisal. I understood that he liked what he saw. It was then Mark tugged my hands, breaking the thick tension suggesting we take a nightly swim. The man realized that I was with someone, smirked at himself, and headed towards the resort.

That night I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to get the image out of my head, unable to believe it was fantasy or reality.

The next day I took a long morning shower trying to wash away the jet lag and sexual frustration from last night. Mark woke up when I was toweling myself dry as I came out of the shower. He grabbed me from the dressing stand and tried to poke his dick into me without much foreplay.

“Mark, stop it”. I said with frustration gathering in my tone from all the pent-up sexual frustrations of previous night.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“Oh baby, but you look quite frisky this morning. Let me do the honors.”

“We have a long day ahead, lets go to the beach”

Though he was not much enthusiastic about the idea he pulled his ass off the sleep ramped bed and headed for the morning shower. After a few minutes, I smiled at myself listening to his moans as he jerked himself off.

I donned menial makeup for the beach day and chose a light black sundress with a halter top and matching black pants. I packed the day bag for us tossing in a couple of speedos for Mark, also some towels, and a paperback. I didn’t pack any bikini as I didn’t want to chicken out at the last minute and wear the alternative.

“Take some of the energy bars that we bought in the supermarket”, Mark recalled as he came out in his speedos. I gathered them with significant others.

After completing the breakfast of avocado toast in the breakfast bar we left for a wonderful beach day.