Bonnie Gentry and her husband Lester have already passed through the stage where they begin seeking ways to spice up their sex life. The swinging scene was fine for a while, but turned out to be too much trouble for them to handle on a regular basis. It takes a night of naked heat on the sands of Panama City Beach to reveal to them the next step in their journey.
Bonnie Gentry, soccer mom extraordinaire, loving wife, and active member of the PTA, harbored dark secrets behind her façade of All American Mom. She and her husband Lester had years before gone through the period of married life where they had tried sexual exploration as a means to spice up a sex life which had become routine and boring. Still deeply in love, they had tried and enjoyed swinging for a while. After a short time, the novelty had worn off and they had turned to other things, though they still had a few couples that they occasionally partnered with.
A slender, attractive, and youthful looking brunette with a flowing black mane of hair and green eyes in her mid thirties, she looked like anything but a soccer mom. Bonnie had discovered while they were swinging that she had a serious penchant for being watched, especially when Lester was doing the watching. She had discovered that being watched was a special thrill for her during a double date with another couple. She had enjoyed dancing close with Tom, husband of her very close friend Vivian, and blatantly causing him to come erect by rubbing against his cock on the dance floor while Vivian sat in Lester’s lap and watching them. Each time Bonnie and Tom returned to the table, Tom was embarrassed by his huge erection, which he was unable to hide.
Vivian had been the one to suggest they go to a strip club, and she and Bonnie had ridden in the back seat during the ride over to the club, whispering and giggling in the back seat as the men chatted up front. Both women were bisexual, and what happened later was partially Vivian’s fault because she had been pinching Bonnie’s nipples and teasing her pussy throughout the short ride. When the four of them took a seat in the strip club, Bonnie was already wet and ready for anything.
The strippers loved to tease affluent married couples, and the four of them were constantly surrounded by girls offering lap dances. Lester and Tom were in their glory, but Bonnie had become fascinated with a young soldier who was sipping at a beer and watching longingly the near naked women who were dancing for people with more money than he had. In short, he looked like what he was, a lonely young man far from home with an income insufficient even to buy himself companionship for a few minutes. Bonnie’s heart went out to him.
“If you feel so sorry for him,” Vivian said, well into her fourth vodka martini, “Why don’t you take him in the back parking lot and suck his cock?” The two men laughed at Vivian’s semi drunk comment, and Lester chimed in.
“Back parking lot hell baby, why don’t you blow him right here where we can watch?” It was a challenge that Bonnie couldn’t refuse. Carefully, she unbuttoned her blouse as far as she dared without risking getting arrested, shaped her hair quickly by running her fingers through it, and chewed on her lips to make them redder and appear fuller. She stood up and walked towards the soldier with a sway in her stride designed to attract any man’s attention.
She walked up beside him and bent over to whisper in his ear, making certain that he had a clear view down the front of her blouse, where her firm unfettered breasts were on full display for his pleasure.
“My husband said I didn’t have the nerve to suck your cock right in here in the club, and I’m here to prove him wrong,” Bonnie said with a grin. She nipped at his ear gently with her teeth. “Are you game?”
The soldier was too young to be suspicious, and he quickly stood up, offering Bonnie the chair next to his with a wide grin on his face. Bonnie had grinned back at him and pushed him to a more dimly lit table, arranging him so that Lester, Tom, and Vivian had a clear view of his lap while remaining hidden from most of the club. Bonnie pushed him back in his chair and looked around before dropping her head to his lap. Reaching for his zipper, Bonnie felt him become very still as she freed his penis from his jeans. She looked up to see Lester’s eyes burning into her own, and she opened her lush lips and sucked the tip of the man’s cock inside her mouth. Lester’s lips were parted too, and Bonnie could see the excitement on his face…as well as the erection in his pants.
The young soldier’s cock was not any more than six inches long, and Bonnie took his length easily into her throat, milking his shaft by making swallowing motions with the muscles there. He was evidently unfamiliar with that particular pleasure, because the inexperienced cock was thrusting rapidly and eagerly into the warm moist cavern of her mouth and he was grunting and groaning with enthusiasm. Bonnie’s eyes were still fixed on Lester’s as she tried to make the young man cum as quickly as possible. When she felt the impending orgasm, Bonnie pulled back so that Lester, Tom, and Vivian could watch the thick stream f hot cum jet into her mouth in huge spurts. When it was over, Bonnie climbed onto the young man’s lap, cradling his head to her all but exposed breasts and allowing him to play with them for a short while before returning to her place between Lester and Tom.
“Did you like the show?” she asked provocatively, her hands passing over their cocks as she spoke.
Her voice was a little unsteady, the experience headier and more exciting than she had anticipated. She was dripping wet, and both men were rigid.
“That was hot as hell!” Vivian breathed, “I’ve got to try it.” She looked around, but didn’t see anyone who particularly impressed her, nobody she wanted. “Fuck it,” Vivian said, “let’s go out on the beach!” They left the club together, and strolled across the highway to the beach.
Vivian, a petite redhead with skin like cream and a slight scattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose, was bustier than Bonnie. She delighted in showing off her tits at every opportunity, and Bonnie envied the tiny woman her larger breasts. When they reached the beach Vivian casually lifted her shirt above her head and then reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. A group of teenaged boys passed by on their way to a bonfire lit volleyball game a couple of hundred yards down the beach. When they saw Vivian’s naked breasts they stopped, their mouths gaping. “Jesus Christ,” one of them gasped.
Vivian chuckled deep in her throat, a deliciously wicked sound as she walked towards them, her tee shirt casually dangling from her fingertips. “Do you like what you see boys?” she asked in a low voice.
“Jesus Christ!” Bonnie heard, and she could have sworn it was the same voice she had heard earlier. Vivian reached out and grabbed a pair of hands, tugging them to her soft mounds and sighing with pleasure as the boys fondled and sucked her breasts.