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A bit of history if you are just catching up. My wife, Sarah, and I decided to take a vacation after several years of busy schedules with the kids and work. She was very conservative in nature, but decided to open her mind on this trip. On our first day in Playa del Carmen, we ran into a couple in a cove having a threesome with a large black man. The black man caught us watching them while we were engaged in our own “handsy” activity. My wife exposed herself to the man in the process, and later, we ran into him while we were having dinner. The man, Jax, introduced himself, and we exchanged numbers. Sarah admitted she was very attracted to him.

The next day, I sent Jax a picture of my nude wife, and she intentionally exposed herself to him while on our balcony. We ended up having sex on our balcony while Jax watched us. It was obvious what our act was doing to Jax, and he had a raging hardon. Our fantasy talk ended with me convincing Sarah to give Jax a blowjob to relieve the tension she created. We called him up to our room, and she gave Jax a mind-blowing performance.

On day three of our vacation, Sarah admitted she wanted to have sex with Jax. We spent most of the day having sex with my wife, and Jax spent the night in our bed.

Today:

Sarah and I explored the Mayan ruin, Coba, the next morning after Jax left. Sarah wore a light blue sundress that came just below her ass, with strappy sandals. Her new wardrobe was so different from anything she wore in the past. She looked amazing and confident.

The Mayan ruins were mesmerizing. It raised so many questions about advanced civilizations of the past, that we know so little about. Visiting these sites should be on everyone’s to-do list as it opens the mind about who we are and where we came from.

We stopped in Tulum for lunch, and we ate at a quaint taqueria. As we sat and talked, the subject of our last three days with Jax came up.

“I think we need to talk about everything, Steve,” Sarah said. “I feel like our sex life went from zero to one hundred in two seconds.”

“I agree, these last few days have been exciting, but a lot to take in,” I said.

“I don’t regret any of it, I just want to slow down and catch my breath,” Sarah said. “Are you okay? Are we okay?”

“This has been the most intense sexual and mental situation we’ve ever been in,” I said. “Seeing you completely submit to Jax was like an outer body experience. I felt so many emotions at the same time.”

“What were you feeling?” Sarah asked, looking vulnerable.

“I felt jealousy, pride, fear, and arousal to name a few,” I replied. “I felt jealousy seeing how Jax took you. I’ve never been able to do what Jax did to you, and I’ve never seen you respond that way to me. But at the same time, I loved seeing you totally give yourself over to your sexual being. I felt pride that my wife could do what you did. The fact that another man would desire you so much made me proud to have you as my wife. I felt fear that you’d never be the same after this, and this could hurt our marriage. But I overwhelmingly felt arousal. Seeing you reach your full potential as a sexual being has been incredible. What are you feeling?”

“I’ve been feeling all of those feelings as well,” Sarah admitted with tears in her eyes. “I knew this was what you wanted, but part of me was afraid that you would lose respect for me as your wife. I broke our marriage vows in a serious way, over and over again. I said a lot of the things I said for your benefit, but it also turned me on to be so naughty. But there is no coming back from where we went. I’m glad we are talking about this. And I really think we should just spend the rest of this vacation together, just me and you. We need to get back to firm ground. I don’t regret what we did, but I really need to feel close to you, just you.”

“I feel the same way, Sarah,” I said. “You are my whole world, and I want nothing more than for you to feel good, to feel love, to experience everything life can give. I don’t regret our experiences this week. If it’s a once in a lifetime thing, I am fine with that. I really feel that this experience will make us even closer. I love you more than ever, Sarah.”

“I love you too,” Sarah replied as she jumped in my lap, hugging and kissing me deeply.

We spent the rest of the day relaxing at the resort. Sarah did wear a sexy blue thong bikini when we went to the beach, but she kept her top on. We took a long walk on the beach, and we had a romantic dinner with just the two of us.

We made love that night, and it felt like just that, love between just us. I was amazed that her body felt the same, after everything she went through in recent days.

The next morning, I received a text from Jax, saying, “Hey, you two. I hope everything is well with you both. I hope I didn’t cross any lines or cause any problems between you. Thank you again for everything.”

I replied, “No issues at all Jax. Sarah and I feel closer than ever. Just enjoying the rest of our vacation. Enjoy your time with your friends at the wedding. I’ll tell Sarah you checked in.”

“She’s a special woman, Steve,” Jax said.

“I know,” I replied.

I had breakfast delivered to our room around 10:00. The noise of the plates on the tray and the smell of the coffee and food woke Sarah. Sarah had a serious case of bed head, but she looked amazing as usual as she sat up and stretched her arms out, forgetting she was nude and exposing her breasts to the room service staff.

The server took in her round breasts as he looked at her. He averted his eyes while trying not to stare. I could tell he liked what he saw. Sarah finally realized he was still in the room, but she made no effort to cover herself. She was becoming comfortable exposing herself. He took one last look as he walked out the door.

Sarah sat at the table, and we ate our breakfast. She did not bother putting any clothes on. I still became aroused looking at her in the nude, doing something as mundane as eating breakfast. It was just so out of character from what I was used to. She brushed her hair out before sitting down, but she still had that sexy look about her. Her round breasts and puffy pink nipples just begged for attention.

“Jax texted this morning,” I told Sarah. I could see her pupils dilate as I mentioned his name, and her nipples stiffened noticeably.

“What did he say?” Sarah asked.

“He was just checking in to make sure we were okay,” I told her. “I told him we were just enjoying the rest of our vacation and told him to do the same at the wedding.”

“Well that was sweet of him,” Sarah replied. “Did he say anything else?”

“He told me you were a special woman,” I replied.

I could see Sarah’s face flush slightly as she wondered about the black giant thrusting his big cock in and out of her. Her mind was somewhere else, and I remained quiet, letting her imagination go where it wanted. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds and she bit her lip again, forgetting about the food in front of her.

“You’re thinking about him now, aren’t you?” I asked.

“I still can’t believe I did all those things with him,” Sarah said. “It’s surreal when I think about it.”

“It was very real, Sarah,” I told her.

Sarah’s mind snapped back to the present, and she smiled guiltily. We finished our breakfast and resumed a typical conversation. I booked us a couples massage, and we cleaned up after breakfast and made our way there.

The massage room was inside a cave and lit with candles and other dim lighting with the sound of water trickling down small water features. The concierge left us to get undressed for the massage. Sarah removed her robe and was nude underneath. I kept my boardshorts on and laid on the table. Sarah put a towel over her midsection, leaving her back and legs uncovered.

Our masseuses were two attractive Hispanic females who looked like they were in their early twenties. Their massages were very relaxing, and I almost fell asleep during mine. I looked over at Sarah, and she was breathing heavily and looked like she was very relaxed.

After our massages, we went to the sauna, which was empty except for us. We both wrapped ourselves in towels and sat in the heated room. The heat relaxed our bodies even more. As the heat started to make our bodies sweat, Sarah dropped her towel, leaving her nude in a public sauna. I looked out the door to see if anyone was coming, before I loosened mine and dropped it on the bench, leaving us both fully exposed.

The heat of the sauna gave Sarah’s skin a sexy glisten that aroused me. She looked down at my hard cock and smiled.

“You really do like looking at me, don’t you Steve?” Sarah said.

“I like seeing you exposed, especially when there’s a chance someone else could see you too,” I said, honestly.

“I like the way you look at me,” Sarah said. “It’s like you are starving for me and can’t get enough.”

“I really can’t,” I admitted.

“You’re turning me on,” Sarah said.

“Come here,” I told her.

With that, Sarah stood up and bent over in front of me. She pushed her ass back at me and sat down on my cock. She grabbed it as she sat down, inserting it into her warm depths. I reached around her and cupped her breasts in my hands, caressing her soft flesh.

Our bodies were dripping with sweat, and our connection was even more moist. I pinched her nipples and sucked on her neck. I could still see the hickey that Jax left on her. His mark on her from when he fucked her in front of me.

I thrust up into her as she drove down into me. I reached down and stroked her clit as we were lost in our passion. Her body writhed as we fucked in the hot sauna. Her blonde hair was wet with the steam and the sweat coming from our bodies. Everything about her was wet and dripping.

“I love you, Steve,” Sarah moaned.

“I love you too, Sarah,” I breathed.

I ran my hands over everything I could touch on her as she bounced her ass on me. The heat and the steam were adding to the sensations running through our bodies. The intensity of the heat was bringing us to a rapid climax, and I could feel my balls tightening. Sarah’s bucking increased, and her tits were bouncing around with every thrust. Sarah’s body stiffened as her orgasm overtook her.

“Oh fuck. I’m cumming!” Sarah cried as her body spasmed on my cock.

I held onto her hips and pulled her down on me as she rode through her orgasm. I was amazed at the sensations of her pussy squeezing me with each contraction of her orgasm. I was quickly approaching my own climax as she bounced on me.

“I’m about to cum, Sarah,” I groaned.

She quickly dismounted me and took my cock into her mouth. Without Sarah in front of me, I could see through the door of the sauna. A man and woman about our age were standing just outside watching us. I was powerless at that moment to stop what was happening.

Sarah was bent at the waist with her ass facing them with my cock down her throat. I came as I looked at the shocked couple watching us. She swallowed jet after jet of my cum as it blasted the back of her throat.

I locked my eyes with the woman watching us as I finished cumming in my wife’s mouth. I smiled at her as she licked her lips. It felt even more intense to cum while being watched by two complete strangers. The man was focused on Sarah’s ass and exposed pussy that were inches from the door. Sarah swallowed my cum and stood up, hugging me. She then collapsed on the bench next to me, laying back with her legs slightly parted.

“I think we put on a show, babe,” I told Sarah, looking towards the door.

Sarah opened her eyes and looked out at the couple watching us. When she saw the couple, she covered her breasts apprehensively and closed her legs. But then her sideways smile returned to her lips, and she spread her legs again and brought her finger up to the dollop of cum dripping down her chin. She scooped it up, brought her cum coated finger between her lips, and sucked it like a cock. She smiled at the couple and then rewrapped herself with her towel, ending the show.

I wrapped myself up in my towel, stood, and opened the door for Sarah. We walked out as the awestruck couple stared at us without saying a word.

“Enjoy your sauna,” Sarah said, smiling at them sexily.

We showered and met up in the lobby a few minutes later. We returned to our room to put our suits on for the beach. Sarah wore a purple thong bikini that left little to the imagination. She wore a matching purple wrap dress to cover her as we walked to the beach.

As we were walking down to the beach, we ran into a group of five women who were walking in the opposite direction. I had to do a double take because the woman leading the pack looked identical to Sarah, from her mannerisms, to her body, to her hairstyle. She looked at Sarah as we passed and did a double take as well.

“Holy shit, you never told me you had a twin sister,” I said after we passed the group.

“No kidding,” Sarah agreed. “I guess I have a doppelganger.”

Sarah and I found a couple empty chairs on the beach and laid down to enjoy the view. Sarah took her wrap off, revealing her thong bikini. She looked around as she untied the string around her neck, letting her top fall. She applied sunscreen to her legs and arms before rubbing it into her naked breasts and pink puffy nipples. She flipped over into her stomach and handed me the bottle.

“Can you do my back?” Sarah asked.

“Of course,” I replied.

I rubbed her mostly nude body with the lotion. My board shorts tightened as I savored my wife’s firm body. Thinking about how her body was used just a couple days ago by Jax over and over again was getting to me. His dark hands caressing her skin and the image of her peeling the condom off before she dropped her pink pussy on him was embedded in my head.

“I still can’t get the vision out of my head of you pulling Jax’s condom off and dropping down on him,” I whispered.

Sarah silently reflected on that moment before she replied, “Mmm, I knew how excited that would make you. His cock felt so good, and I wanted to experience all of it at that moment…”

“Buenos dias,” a waitress broke us out of our trance. “Can I get you a drink?”

“Absolutely,” I smiled. “I’ll have a Modelo.”

“And for you, senora?” the waitress asked Sarah.

“I’ll have a michelada,” Sarah replied.

The waitress returned five minutes later with our drinks. We sipped them while we talked and enjoyed the ocean view as the sun warmed our skin. The beach was a bit more crowded today, and several men and a few women checked out my wife’s bare breasts as they walked by. We finished our drinks and decided to take a dip in the water.

I let Sarah walk in front of me so I could watch her ass shake as she walked and also to see people react to her. Several men turned their heads to look at her breasts as she bounced down to the water. They were treated to an equally dazzling view of her toned naked rear as she passed them. Her thong was a little more than a piece of string cutting between her round cheeks. The oil on her skin made her shimmer in the sunlight.

I caught up with her and held her hand as we entered the turquoise water. We waded into the deeper water, and dove under it to refresh our bodies.

Sarah looked dazzling as the water cascaded off her blonde hair. Her pink puffy nipples stiffened noticeably from the cooler water and the ocean breeze. Sarah was ravishing.

“You are so beautiful, Sarah,” I told her.

“Thank you, Steve,” Sarah said as we embraced in a kiss.

I felt like the luckiest man alive to have such a gorgeous woman in my arms. Seeing her topless in front of the world wearing a small piece of fabric was mind-blowing, knowing how far she had come. Her bare breasts felt warm and soft against my skin, and I could feel her nipples poking into me.

“Would you have ever thought you’d be here like this?” I asked.

“Not in a million years,” Sarah replied smiling. “But I’m glad I am.”

“Me too,” I replied, kissing her again. “I feel like the luckiest man in the world right now.”

“I feel like the luckiest woman in the world,” Sarah replied. “You are my world.”

We made out in the ocean water for several minutes. Sarah wrapped her long legs around my waist as we held each other. I had to wait a few minutes before exiting the water for my tent to go down in my trunks. Sarah laughed at my discomfort. Her thong became fairly transparent when wet, which did not help my issue much.

We decided to have lunch at the swim-up bar. Sarah put her top back on, and we walked to the pool. The bartender gave her an appreciative look as we ordered our drinks. The triangles of Sarah’s purple bikini top enhanced her breasts rather than covered them.

We enjoyed our lunch at the bar and met a couple vacationing from Canada. Like most Canadians I’ve met, they were very nice people. We spent the rest of the afternoon laughing and talking with them before returning to our room to get ready for dinner.

We went to a quiet dinner at one of the nicer restaurants within the resort. While we were eating, my phone rang, and it was Jax.

“Hello Jax,” I answered on speaker phone.

“Hello lovebirds, how are you two doing?” Jax replied.

“We’re good,” Sarah replied. “What’s going on with you?”

“I’ve been busy helping out with the wedding, which is why I wanted to talk to both of you,” Jax said. “Can I meet up with you to discuss something?”

“Sure, we’re at the Xaak restaurant if you want to stop by,” I told him.

Ten minutes later, Jax rounded the corner and approached our table. I stood and shook his hand. Sarah hugged him as he leaned down and kissed her cheek.

“Have a seat, Jax,” I told him. “What’s on your mind?”

“I wasn’t sure how to ask you this,” Jax hesitated. “I wanted to talk to you both in person.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” Sarah replied. “Spit it out.”

“I’m trying to plan James’ bachelor party, and I wanted to get some entertainment for him,” Jax said nervously. “Being here in Mexico, I wasn’t sure where to look, and I didn’t want some nineteen year old girl stripping for a 42 year old bachelor. When I met his fiancee, Jessica, it blew me away how much she looks exactly like you, Sarah. It’s like she’s your twin sister.”

“I think we saw her this morning,” Sarah interrupted. “It had to have been her.”

Jax pulled out his phone and showed Sarah the picture of Sarah’s doppelganger.

“Yes, that’s her,” Sarah said. “Her eyes are even the same color and shape as mine.”

“Yes, when I saw her, I thought I was looking at you, Sarah,” Jax replied. “As I was trying to plan this party, I started thinking about how hot it would be to have you pretend to be a naughty bride for him. I can’t imagine his reaction to seeing you strip for him, knowing how much you look like his future wife. I know this is asking a lot from both of you, but is there any way you could do it?”

“I don’t know, Jax,” Sarah replied. “I know I’ve been prancing around in the buff for most of this vacation, but stripping for a group of men at a bachelor party seems like too much. And without Steve there. No way.”

“Steve can come as your security guard,” Jax explained. “And there’s only five of us. It’s a small wedding party.”

The wondered of my wife stripping for five men had my pants tightening at the table. Sarah was a hell of a dancer, and I could only imagine how good she’d look stripping at a bachelor party.

“I think you should do it, Sarah,” I blurted.

“You really want me to be a stripper now, Steve?” Sarah responded, looking agitated.

“You are so beautiful, and I can only imagine how much the groom would love to see you strip for him,” I argued. “You look just like his bride to be. You could just strip down to your panties. That wouldn’t be showing more than you have on the beach this week.”

“I know, it’s just so intimate,” Sarah said, starting to give in. “What would I wear?”

“That’s the thing,” Jax said. “There’s a bridal shop not far from here that sells dresses. I’ll go with you tomorrow to help pick out a dress. There’s a lingerie store there too, and I’ll pay for everything to go with it.”

The wondered of Sarah dressing in a white wedding dress and stripping it off in front of a group of men was arousing all of us. I could see Sarah’s wheels turning as she bit her lip thinking about it.

“Okay, I’ll do it,” Sarah replied. “But I’m only stripping down to my panties, and Steve has to be there.”

“Done,” Jax smiled. “I’ll owe you both, big time. If you ever want to stay in San Diego, I have several Airbnb’s.”

“No payment needed, Jax,” I replied. “What time do you want to meet in the morning?”

Later that night, Sarah and I laid in bed talking about our agreement with Jax the following day.

“I can’t believe you convinced me to do this,” Sarah said as she wondered about what she’d have to do the next day.

“You’ve already been nude on the beach and even had Jax’s fingers in you as people watched,” I reasoned. “This will be tame in comparison.”

“But this is much more intimate,” Sarah argued. “I just can’t believe I’m actually going to strip in front of complete strangers.”

“I can’t wait to watch you,” I admitted.

“You would, you pervert!” Sarah laughed.

“Honestly though,” I continued. “The thought of you stripping out of a wedding dress in front of a group of groomsmen does sound fucking hot.”

“What if they get handsy with me?” Sarah asked, concerned. “I have a hard time when I’m around Jax. He’s just so… persuasive.”

“I’ll be there with you,” I reasoned. “Plus, you are in control.”

“I know,” Sarah sighed. “That scares me right now. I’ve lost quite a bit of that lately.”

We met up with Jax at 10:00 and took a shuttle to the shopping mall. I was surprised how much it felt like we were back in the states inside the mall. It had all the major brands and of course, Starbucks.

The bridal store we went to was surprisingly expensive when I looked at the tags. The assistant helped us select a dress in Sarah’s size, and she went into the dressing room to try it on.

Sarah walked out a few minutes later, wearing a flowing white flowery dress that complimented her perfectly. Her cleavage was exposed with the deep cut that went almost to her navel. She would not be able to wear a bra with the open front.

Her back was almost bare, and the dress cut to a “V” that went to an inch above the crack of her ass. A white zipper went into the middle seam. Her round ass was accentuated perfectly where it hugged her hips sexily. This dress fit her perfectly. Seeing her like this reminded me of our own wedding day 20 years earlier.

“We’ll take it,” Jax said.

“Are you sure, Jax?” Sarah questioned, looking at the price tag. “It’s $4,000.”

“You look perfect, Sarah,” Jax said as he looked at her lustfully.

The clerk bagged up the dress, and Jax paid for it. We left the store and went to a shoe store to select some heels to go with the dress. We went to a Christian Louboutin store. We selected a pair of silver metallic strappy sandals with five inch heels. Sarah sat down to try the shoes on, and Jax kneeled down to help her slip them on. She parted her legs slightly presenting Jax with a view up her creamy thighs. My cock stiffened again watching him with his hands on her.

Sarah stood and walked up and down the row as we admired her long legs and round backside. The heels accentuated her legs and ass sexily.

“These are perfect,” Jax said. “We’ll take them.”

“Are you sure, Jax?” Sarah again questioned. “These are $850.”

“Absolutely,” Jax replied. “And you can keep them. Just think of me whenever you wear them.”

“Wow, thank you, Jax,” Sarah kissed his cheek.

Next, we went to a La Perla lingerie store to complete the ensemble. Jax selected a white lace thong with a garter belt, stockings, and a lace garter. He was sparing no expense on any of these items. This set cost another $700.

“I need to try this garter belt on,” Sarah said as she led us to the dressing room, shutting the door behind her.

Jax and I made small talk as Sarah tried the piece of lingerie on. The door opened again a few seconds later.

“What do you think?” Sarah said, biting her lip.

Sarah was standing in the dressing room in her garter belt and nothing else. Her pink nipples were engorged and her round breasts were pushed out towards us. The white lace of the garter belt hugged her hips snuggly. The straps framed her bald pussy nicely.

“It looks great on you, Sarah,” Jax said with a look of lust in his eyes.

Sarah’s face flushed as she stared back at Jax. She slowly closed the door again, leaving us speechless.

We left with all of our items in hand. Jax booked Sarah a salon appointment for a pedicure, manicure, hair styling, and makeup. Jax wanted us to arrive at his suite at 8:00. He was holding the party in his presidential suite, which had a rooftop patio.

Sarah arrived back at our room looking stunning in her white robe. Her hair was styled with white flowers woven into her golden waves. Her nails were sparkling, and her makeup made her look like only a bride does on her wedding day. It was hard to believe she was shimmering like this to strip for a group of men.

I gave Sarah a glass of wine to calm her nerves. She gulped it down quickly and asked for a refill. She dropped her robe and began putting her lingerie on, starting with her garter belt. I was amazed at how much the garter and stockings matched her dress. She pulled it up her waist and began rolling up her white stockings. Her labia looked engorged as she spread her legs while pulling her stockings up her legs. Once they were situated, she attached the garter clips. Next she stepped into her white lace panties. Finally, she added the lace garter.

“Can you help me with my dress?” Sarah asked.

“The last time we were together like this, I was removing your wedding dress, not putting it on,” I smiled.

Sarah stepped into her dress and pulled it up to her shoulders. I helped her with the zipper in the back. She looked more gorgeous than she did on our wedding day. She sat down, and I helped her with her heels. While on my knees, I pulled out a box and opened it.

“I thought you’d need these,” I said as she looked down at the teardrop diamond earrings.

“Oh my God,” Sarah gasped as she marveled at the diamonds.

I helped her put them on, and she stood to look at herself in the mirror. Sarah’s beauty took my breath away. I wanted to kiss her, but I didn’t want to mess up her makeup. She looked like she was 21 again on her wedding day.

“This has to be the nicest stripper ensemble ever,” Sarah laughed.

Our doorbell rang, and I went to answer it. Room Service delivered a bouquet of flowers to complete her look. I felt underdressed with my slacks, shirt, and tie next to my knockout wife. Her cleavage was glimmering in the light from our room and she was almost as tall as me in her high heels. I looked at my watch, and it was ten minutes til. Sarah drank the last of her wine and we exited the room.

I knocked on Jax’s suite, and he answered the door. The look on his face was priceless as he admired my gorgeous wife. Their eyes locked in a lustful gaze. Jax was completely lost in her beauty and forgot why we were there for a moment.

“Oh, sorry, come in,” Jax recovered. “You are gorgeous, Sarah. You are absolutely stunning.”

“Oh shit, I forgot about my ring,” Sarah said as she looked down at her wedding ring set. “What should I do with it?”

“Leave it on, Sarah,” Jax smiled. “You are James’ naughty bride tonight.”

NSFW: yes

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