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Note:
I wrote the first few chapters of this story a few years ago for Literotica. I’ve made some updates, and would like to finish it here on Reddit! Call chapter 1 a long tease ?

This multi-part series is inspired by, although not beholden to, real events. While their names have been changed, the characters are real.

Ch.01

Playa del Carmen! Mark was ecstatic. It had been a year since he and his wife Michelle went for their honeymoon, and all the memories from that amazing trip flooded back the moment they stepped off of the plane. He breathed in that fresh ocean air and sighed. “Yes dear, this is exactly what we needed!”

The look on Michelle’s face must have matched my own, because she agreed wholeheartedly, “something about the air down here is so liberating. It’s like I’m 10 years younger!”

Mark smiled mischievously. “So that means I’m in Cancun with a 20 year old sex-crazed coed? How did I get so lucky?”

Michelle shot mark a sideways glance, “Who says you can’t go wild at 30? Besides, now I actually know what I’m doing.”

Mark stopped as she continued walking confidently ahead, admiring how his wife’s sexy ass swayed in her tight, form fitting dress. He smiled and took another deep breath before following her. Yes, this was gonna be an amazing trip.

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The ride to the resort had been bumpy, but the driver eased their 50 minute journey with a steady supply of beer from the moment they sat down. Ocean Riviera Paradise is located on a stretch of road with a Western oriented resort every few miles. For all Mark knew, it was a dime a dozen, but that didn’t make it any less exceptional. From the entrance to all the way down to the beach is half-mile of all inclusive bars, restaurants, pools, spas and clubs, staffed with peppy service and teeming with ready-to-party patrons.

“Did you get us VIP again this year?” Michelle asked, innocently.

“Of course, what am I, an amateur? I know how to treat my lovely wife right” Mark replied. The VIP package not only smoothed your way in every interaction with staff, it awarded you access to top of the line alcohol and reservation free seating at all of the restaurants.

Last year they’d brought their friend Lucy, the colloquial name for a certain psychedelic, and they’d microdosed through 5 fantastic days of stress free fun, The VIP pass ensured that they didn’t have a thing to worry about a thing.

This year they were skipping the Lucy, but did not hesitate to get the VIP designations.

Fantastically, he’d been able to get the same room they had the previous year for their honeymoon – a rooftop suite with jacuzzi and a balcony overlooking the famed “adults only” pool. It also had a fantastic view of the ocean.

This sort of travel wasn’t normal for either Mark or Michelle. Mark had been a Peace Corps volunteer, and considered adventure to be his namesake. Michelle was a bundle of relentless energy on trips, needing to see and do everything the city had to offer. They both preferred lower-key airbnb’s, budget airlines, and restaurants off the beaten path. But they’d both discovered new kinds of luxuriant adventure on their last trip to Mexico, and they wanted to take it to the next level.

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“Alright, what are your goals for this trip?” Michelle asked. They were having a quiet dinner over a bottle of wine in the VIP lounge, settling in for the week.

Mark was incredulous “Goals? Love, we’re in paradise, my goal is to not hear the word goal for the next 2 weeks.”

Michelle laughed “Deal, after tonight. But I mean is there anything at all you’d like to do to make this vacation memorable? Last year was great, but we shouldn’t do everything exactly the same.”

Mark wondered about that a little more. “You’re right, of course. Let’s agree to take it to the next level.”

“How so?”

“For starters, we should meet other people from the resort. You know, we didn’t talk to a soul last year,” responded Mark.

“That’s true, Michelle replied.” Fine, vacation friends. What else?”

“I want to fuck you in public, where we might get caught. I also don’t want you to hold back on anything, you know how I like to show you off” Mark said.

Michelle shifted her legs and leaned back, looking curious “Oh you want to show me off do you? That’s fun. How exactly. If you don’t mind me asking.”

“I’m not sure,” said Mark, looking pensive. “For starters, show that booty off. I want heads turning and admirers. Flaunt it. And when someone hits on you, tease him a bit. Don’t forget about me of course, but have some fun!”

“Really, Mark? You want me to flirt back when some 25 year old hunk is hitting on me? Now that’s a bit of a surprise,” Michelle replied, looking intrigued. “But I love it.”

“Honey, it’ll be like that time in New York, when those guys at the club were obsessed with you” Mark replied. “I’m so infatuated by you that I just want to give others a small taste of what I’m lucky enough to experience every day. And I know in the end that you love me, so let’s have some fun.”

“Well, I am not sure I know what you mean by “taste,” but I think I like this idea. A lot.” she replied. “Aren’t you going to ask me about my goals?”

Mark leaned forward, suddenly serious “My goals are your goals for the next two weeks.”

Michelle bit her lip and looked at her husband “You always know exactly what to say to a woman. Maybe I need to show my man off as well. Yes, I think seeing your legendary charm in action would be a fine goal for me.”

“I like the sound of that honey. Where to first?”

“Our rooms so I can fuck your brains out. We have an early day tomorrow with the foam party tomorrow morning.”

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They woke up to the sound of hundreds of people bumping to Biggy in the Adult pool below them. Looking down from their balcony, the pool was a seething mass of people in ample amounts of foam. They didn’t waste any time in putting on their bathing suits and getting down there.

True to her promise, Michelle did not disappoint. She wore a sexy red one piece, that teased her ample cleavage and, more importantly, beautifully round and perfect ass. He didn’t think it was supposed to be a thong, but her ass certainly treated it like one. Michelle, to be short, was beautiful. At 5’6″ and 120 pounds, she was all woman – she was lithe enough to climb Mark like a tree, but curvy in all the right places. Her tits were each more than a handful and her reddish-blonde hair spilled down to her shoulders.

Mark inspected himself in the mirror. He caught women’s eyes as well – at 5’11” and 175 pounds, he kept himself in good shape and had the shoulders to show for it. He had blue eyes and curly, dirty blonde hair – Michelle’s friends like to compare him to Justin Timberlake, but what she appreciated most were his muscular, manly legs. If any woman can be described as a leg girl, it was Michelle.

The two made their way down as the DJ ripped into a new set and the pool seethed with activity. Mark made his way to the pool bar and came back with two Pina Coladas, but he slipped and fell on his way back to her, dunking the drink as he went. They laughed and shared the drink, watching the debauchery unfold around them.

After 10 minutes or so, Mark was readying himself to go back to the pool bar when a woman’s voice boomed through the loudspeakers.

“ALL RIGHT PARTY PEOPLE! WHO’S READY FOR THE TWERK-OFF??!” A 22 year old woman revealed herself as the MC, in a bathing suit that didn’t leave much to the imagination. She stood, rallying the crowd, on a stage next to the DJ beside the pool.

“Twerk contest!” said Mark with a smirk, “now this is my kind of competition.”

“And that’s why you’re my husband” replied Michelle with a mischievous grin.

“I NEED 6 of the BADDEST BITCHES up on this stage, Come on ladies – SHOW THIS CROWD WHAT YOU’VE GOT” the MC engaged the crowd enthusiastically.

“Hey look, they’re taking volunteers” said Mark, eyeing his wife.

“Do you think I should give it a go?” asked Michelle.

Mark looked at her in surprise “you want to be a contestant?”

“Well, you did say you wanted to show me off,” she said, standing to her feet and giving her ass a little shake. “You really think I should?’

“Woman I love you but if you don’t get that sweet ass on that stage before they reach 6 volunteers we will be fighting for the rest of this trip” Mark replied, grinning.

Michelle shot him a sexy look, turned around, gave him a little shake, and walked around the pool to the DJ – contestant 6. Mark grabbed a beer and moved through the crowd in the pool towards the stage to get a better vantage.

The crowd was evenly split between men and women, who were already fawning over one another. The energy was intense. Alcohol had been flowing for several hours, and the combination of exposed skin and close quarters made for an arousing atmosphere.

Mark looked up on stage and could barely believe his eyes – there was his wife, standing next to 7 beautifully curvy, flawless women, and she was among the hottest of them. His heart beat rapidly in his chest as he realized all of the people – all of the men – who were feasting on her with their eyes at this very moment. He was almost overwhelmed with excitement.

Part of what made it so exciting for Mark was how out of character this was for Michelle. She loved to dance, and god damn she could twerk on his cock like a professional, but she had terrible stage fright, and publicly almost never let her dirty side show.

As he watched the MC briefly gathered the contestants around, probably arranging logistics. Then she stepped back, to the middle of the stage and addressed the crowd, “WHO’S READY TO KICK THIS OFF?” The crowd roared in response.

“Contestant 1, get your sexy ass out here!”

The crowd was going wild all around Mark. His wife looked somewhat nervous but was clearly beaming at the attention.

The first contestant was an early 20’s something, college-aged blonde with a fantastic figure and skimpy 1 piece bathing suit that fit her like a thong. The DJ nodded and blasted ‘Wiggle Wit It’ through the pool speakers. Mark could feel the water in the pool vibrating with the sound.

Contestant 1 turned around, revealing one of the best asses Mark had seen in his life. She twerked, slowly, showing some skill but clearly unpracticed, rolling her hips rather than throwing her ass back. Nonetheless, the crowd went wild she stepped back to the group of waiting contestants, flushed with excitement.

“Let’s hear it for contestant 1!” yelled the MC into her mic. She looked back at the contestants. “Let’s do this contestant 2!”

Contestant 2 was a young Black woman in her late 20’s. Mark stared somewhat lustily – her body was the stuff of legends, her curves threatening to burst out of her black bikini. She slowly turned around as Nikki Minaj’s Anaconda reverberated through his skull, swaying back and forth until she suddenly picked up tempo, moving her ass in methods that shouldn’t have been efficient. She ended her dance in a skillful split. The water around Mark churned in excitement.

Michelle was next!! She stood out, among women nearly ten years her junior, her quiet sexy confidence emanated out in a clearly discernible presence. She raised her hands in the air squinted her eyes and cheered, the crowd roared back in response.

Mark wasn’t sure if she got to choose her own song, but it couldn’t have been more perfect. The soft beats of Drake’s “The Motto” filled his ears and he watched his wife roll subtly roll her hips, her control and rhythm perfect, facing the audience. Slowly she teased them, her hips rolling more passionately, dancing more aggressively. As the hook came on she finally turned, prompting a quake of approval from the crowd around him. Her ass was the definition of a bubble – not as large as the previous two contestants, but she had the figure of a model with the ass of a porn star, and she wielded it with guided missile precision. She was simultaneously subtle and aggressive, reserved but confident. She left the impression that she had tantalizing tricks up her sleeve and left everyone wanting more. She ended her twerk thrusting her ass out, shaking it and then dropping it down to the floor 3 times.

Mark erupted, his cock hard and pressing against his suit. Judging from the reactions of the men around him, he wasn’t the only one. Oddly, he found himself even more excited by their clear lust for her – here was his wife, idolized and lusted after by a group of sex-crazed springbreakers. Looking up at her sexy, subtle smiles, lost in her own moves, he could tell that she was enjoying this moment as much as he was. He smiled and cheered with the crowd.

Michelle was followed by 3 unremarkable contestants of varying skill, but by the end the crowd was ready to party and the alcohol was flowing. Michelle took second, the Black woman took first and the young spring-breaker finished a close third. Watching his wife enjoy the crowds roar of approval for her dance nearly brought him to his knees. This was gonna be a great day.

Mark watched Michelle jump into the pool with celebratory pep. As she made her way through the crowd, she was immediately surrounded by a group of admirers, both men and women. The contestants became a focal point of sexual tension as they made their way back into the party, as much the center of attention as they were on stage. Mark leaned back against the bar, Michelle’s favorite cocktail in hand, and grinned from ear to ear as he watched her high five her way through the crowd.

She finally squeezed her way through the press of admiring bodies, smiling brightly as she threw her arms around Mark’s neck.

“Well, if it isn’t the twerk queen!” Mark said. Michelle laughed and gave her ass a playful slap. That’s when he noticed Michelle had a party entourage in tow – four men and two women, all school aged and ready to party.

“Guys, this is my husband, Mark!” Michelle said to her new group of admirers. Some of the men’s faces momentarily fell at his introduction, he noticed with some satisfaction, but only for an instant before they heartily embraced him. He couldn’t believe what he was feeling, his wife was an object of desire and he loved it.

The tallest of the group leaned in with a slightly tipsy smile, “I’m Alejandro, this is Jake, and we’d love to buy you and your wife a round of shots!!!”

“Sounds awesome.” replied Mark. Both Alejandro and Jake were built, clearly no strangers to the gym. Alejandro had brown hair, green eyes and washboard abs. Jake was shorter and stockier, with thicker shoulders and a long blonde beard. Alejandro turned and introduced him to Aden, a red-headed, lanky kid who Mark had trouble believing was 21, and William, a slightly overweight but extremely but jovial man with a sarcastic grin and an unkempt beard.

“These two vixens are Isabel and Bri,” Alejandro continued, flashing two women a toothy grin. Isabel was a curvaceous brunette with gleaming skin and sultry, dark eyes, and Bri a scantily clad (even in a pool full of bikini’s so tiny they’d be mistaken for floss) woman of Asian descent with an air of mischief and a piercing gaze. Mark tried not to stare as he hugged them in turn.

Michelle was flush with excitement and teasingly touched Mark’s chest, “did you like what you saw babe? Did I make it clap enough?” she swayed her hips back and forth in the water.

“Your wife knows how to shake that booty!” said Isabel, patting Michelle’s butt, as Alejandro and Jake returned from the pool bar laden with shots of tequila. Mark noted that Alejandro eyed Michelle as he returned, and was surprised when she caught his gaze and beamed, just for a moment. “Your girl sure can move, Mark,” Alejandro said with a grin, nodding in agreement with Isabel. He handed out the shots.

“Well , here’s to my wife’s moves, and 6 more days of them!” Mark raised his glass in a toast. Everyone downed the shots immediately.

Mark took a deep breath and looked around him. The pool was surging with sexual energy and people having fun. He turned to Jake, who was talking with Isabel.

“So, do you all know one another? Mark asked.

“For the most part” grinned Jake. “We met at Spring Break in Cancun 3 years ago and now meet twice a year on trips.”

“Party friends, we all need a group of those,” Mark said, observing Bri playfully jump onto William’s back.

Isabel giggled “You’re right about that. Fun is the name of the game. Do you like to have fun Mark?” she caught his eye flirtatiously.

“That’s why we’re here, aren’t we?” He glanced at his wife, who was saying something evidently engrossing to Alejandro. He leaned into her to hear her better, his hand lightly touching her back, her mouth just a few inches from his ear. He glanced at Bri playfully biting William’s ear. “So, uh, are any of you together?”

Jake laughed and took a moment to respond, “Not exactly.”

“We just have fun” explained Isabel, glancing over her shoulder at Bri. “Things can get wild. we try not to overthink it.”

“The beer helps” said Jake, grunting as Isabel punched him in the side

Mark laughed, “sounds perfect. The mood she’s in, I’m pretty sure she’d have no problem shaking that rump of hers again.”

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go to the room!”

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As they walked back to the room, Mark grabbed his wife’s hand and hung back, letting the group lead the way. Miguel playfully shoved Jake, and the two began to wrestle..

“I think you have an admirer in Alejandro” Mark said with a smile.

“You think? He’s just being nice,” Michelle responded.

“It’s a bit more than that,” said Mark “and you like it.”

“What? I…” Michelle started to protest, and Mark held up his hand smiling. “It’s ok. I think I do too. Remember what we talked about, me showing you off?”

“Yes..” Michelle’s reply was hesitant but intrigued. “So you want me to what, flirt with him?”

Mark paused for a second “yes.”

“How much?” Michelle asked. “So you want me to tease him?”

“I want you to do whatever feels right. Pretend you were single. For a minute.”

“And so I can whisper in his ear, and look at you teasingly across the room?” Michelle asked. She was flushed and smiling now.

“Now you’re getting it. Good girl” Mark replied.

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Things got interesting when they got to the room. Isabel put on some music and we were introduced to their friend Tracey. Alejandro brought Mark and beer and then brought Darcy to the kitchen to make margaritas.

Isabel beckoned him from the balcony “come here Mark, you’ve got to see this.”

Jake had set up speakers on the balcony, and was busy chugging a beer with Aden. The main party pool of the resort was directly below them, and every now and then Tracey would cheer the enthusiastic people below.

As Isabel was pointing out a particularly drunk group to Mark, Michelle came out to the balcony, smiling mischievously, followed closely by an attentive Alejandro. Mark couldn’t help but notice how Michelle swayed her hips seductively as she walked, and how much Alejandro stared at her ass. She looked Mark directly in the eye and held his gaze for a moment, knowingly.

“Who’s ready to party?” said Mark, grabbing his wife by her slim waist.

Tracey whooped and walked the balcony, pulling her shirt off and twirling it around her head, her perky tits springing free. She whipped the shirt above her head and caught the attention of the crowd down below, who greeted her with enthusiastic cheers.

She turned around and looked over her shoulder, “come on ladies,” she said, “we’ve got some admirers below.”

Mark laughed. There’s no way his wife would do this. Of course she;d danced in front of this same crowd, but to show her tits would be so out of character as to be a tremendous surprise.

Isabel joined Tracey, calling Michelle to come over as well, and to Mark’s surprise, Michelle followed her to the railing, looked over her shoulder at Mark, winked and lowered the top of her one piece bathing suit over each shoulder, her beautiful titits s, perfect handfuls of temptation, spring free. She shook them as she showed them to the crowd.

Mark couldn’t believe it! Here was his conservative wife, flashing her tits to a bunch of strangers. He looked back at Alejandro, and smiled. Alejandro, eyes wide, wore a toothy grin that stretched ear to ear. Unexpectedly he noticed that Alejandro was hard, too, his clearly large member bulging in his taught swim shorts. His eyes were glued to Michelle’s. He was a man with a singular focus, it seemed. Luckily, Mark just happened to distribute it.

Michelle turned, her tits still out, and locked her gaze with Alejandro. Mark watched Michelle’s eyes, scan Alejandro from head to toe. Her eyebrows rose perceptibly when her gaze passed over the obvious bulge in Alejandro’s shorts. She stared a bit too long, before averting her eyes in a blush. She’d certainly noticed his huge erection. Suddenly self-conscious, she slowly raised her bathing suit up, re-covering herself. She glanced at Mark and met his eyes, and then gave him a mischievous smile that he would remember forever.

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Mark was happily buzzed – and looking around, so was everyone else. The balcony hummed with energy and conversation. The group, as one, became more touchy, talked a bit closer and stared more intimately. Michelle couldn’t help but move her body to the bass of the speakers, her ass jiggling subtly. She stared at Alejandro obviously, as much as she eyed Mark.

While it was slightly uncomfortable for Mark, it was also intriguing. He wanted to explore this more and see where it led.

“Let’s play a game!” Isabel said with playful mischief. “Everyone follow me, please. Grab chairs and make a circle”

We didn’t have much of a choice as she grabbed the speakers and went inside. We followed her and found chairs, gathering in a circle in the living room.

After everyone was seated, Isabel eyed the room and leaned back. “We’re going to play truth or dare, with a twist. If you take truth, you also take a shot of Tequila. This game is emphasis on the dare – don’t be shy, now.”

Michelle made a face. She hated tequila, but she didn’t say anything. She looked at me and gave me a shrug that said “why not?” Everyone else seemed very excited, and the room pulsed with sexual energy.

I shrugged back at Michelle and said her thoughts out loud, “why not?”

NSFW: yes

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