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Old 02-05-2020, 04:44 AM
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Default One Night at a Nude Dance

My wife and I were at a dance at a nudist resort. It was near the end of the dance club evening. We were both pretty drunk, as were many other people at that late stage of the evening. My wife and I were totally nude. It seems at a nude dance, people began to arrive clothed in very sexy outfits, but slowly get und****d as the night rolls along. We started dancing with other people, and this one couple kept coming by asking us individually to dance. As the last dance began, Christie and her husband Ed asked to have the night's final dance with us. It was a slow dance, and all four of us were naked at the time. I started dancing with Christie to "You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling" I pulled her tight against me. She, in response, reached around and grabbed my ass while pulling my pelvis into her pussy. Midway through the dance my dick was beginning to stand at attention (which is a no-no at a nudist resort). She said, "It seems that he (my dick) is happy to be here with me." I replied that it did seem so. With that, she reached down and wrapped her hand around my erection, and said, "It appears that he is getting bigger all the time." I told Christie that she was going to get me thrown out of the resort. She laughed and said, " Stay close to me as we leave the dance floor, and I will cover you." Once the song concluded, my dick was rock hard. She turned her back toward me and grabbed both of my hips pulling them toward her ass. I was just about poking her with anal sex as we made our way back to our table. I quickly slipped into my chair while now using the table for cover. Ed had also returned my wife to the table and said, "Why don't we join you guys, and all finish our drinks. I told them to please do so. They collected their drinks and sat down with us. I really don't know what Ed and my wife did during that last dance, but she appeared to be a little flushed as well. We talked while finishing our drinks, and Ed suggested that it would be nice to conclude the night in the hot tub. He said that he and Christie had their home in the resort very close to the hot tub, and he would grab cups and a bottle for us to share. My wife initially said that she was pretty intoxicated, and really should go home for the evening. I said that she shouldn't be a party pooper, and we had time for a quick soak. Christie, my wife and I headed into the hot tub, while Ed retrieved the bottle of Jack and four cups.

Once in the hot tub, Christie's hands were all over me. She offered to give me a massage as she slipped in behind my ass while straddling me and pushing her pussy into me. She initially worked on my shoulders. Ed arrived with the cups and booze and poured us all a healthy drink of straight Jack. I did note that Ed had developed a significant hard-on while he was away. I thought that was somewhat strange as he climbed in next to where my wife was sitting. Once everyone was in the hot tub, Ed began saying how he had found the fountain of youth for sex. Ed was about 65 years of age, and said that he had gotten to the point a year earlier where he couldn't get an erection, but now he had found the secret. He would give the shaft of his penis an injection that would provide an almost instant hard-on that kept Christie very satisfied Except. he exclaimed, she liked to have her share of strange. She nodded her head and looked hungrily at me. Ed's explanation of his magical injections made me think that he had injected himself while he was grabbing the Jack and cups. He appeared ready to get some strange for himself from my wife as I could see him feeling of her boobs and beginning to work his way down to her thighs and pussy. She was pretty drunk and maybe a little horny and was not putting up any fight. In the meantime, Christie had moved from my shoulder massage and was reaching around me and stroking my dick. This went on for about 15 minutes, and I was also giving Christie a pretty rigorous finger fucking. Then Christie moved around in front of me and gave me a nice, long wet kiss. She started working down my body -- kissing my chest as she headed downward. I finally sat up on the edge of the hot tun so she had easy access to my lower half. She worked down to my balls and took them in her mouth and hummed as she did. Then she worked up to the head of my dick and engulfed the full length of it down her throat. She began to slowly move her head and mouth up and down.

In the meantime, Ed had set my wife up on the edge of the tub, spread her legs out wide, and placed both her legs over his shoulders and began to eat her out. My wife was breathing heavily and moaning, but she was weaving back and forth as well. It wasn't long before she just slowly laid back. Ed thought that she was laying back in ecstasy, but I thought differently. Ed said, "I have an idea. Let's all go back to our house." About that time, my wife softly said, "I am passing out and need to go home." With that she dropped her head back and passed out. I think the long night of drinking, and the grand finale of hot water an and overly generous pour of Jack was just too much. I told Christie and Ed that I was sorry, but that I had to get my wife back to our motor home. Christie asked, "So how many beds do you have in your motor home?" I replied that unfortunately I only had one. So Ed and I carried my wife's limp, unconscious, naked body back to the motor home and put her to bed. Christie had followed us over to the motor home. She gave me a really nice, deep, wet kiss, and whispered that she really needed me to fuck her tonight." I told her that I had better give my wife a little attention and make certain that she was O.K. I told her that I was certain that other opportunities would be available to us in the future. With that, she dropped to her knees and took my dick in her mouth and gave it what I guess was a dick French kiss. She raised up and said, "See what you missed." I think I knew what I missed, but my wife required some of my attention. There will be other opportunities. But it was a missed opportunity. By the way, my wife woke up fine the next day and remembered very little of the evening.
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