CHAPTER ONE: THE BEGINNINGnnAs the car continued down the highway inevitably towards its destination, Dave sat in the passenger seat thinking about the vacation in front of him. He'd been to the coast many times before; in fact he practically lived there. However, he got a tingling feeling all over when he thought about this particular trip as something seemed like it would be different from his past adventures on the Texas gulf coast.nnHis mother, whom was the driver of the car, had invited him on the trip as she knew he loved to go. She had explained to him that they'd be staying with some of her friends from work, Haley and Jennifer. Dave had met Haley before numerous times at previous engagements. nnBeing a young man of only twenty years, his thoughts quickly trailed off into a sexual analysis of Haley. He recalled in his mind what she looked like from head to toe, eventually coming to the conclusion that she had a nice ass for an older woman and that he wouldn't mind tapping it. The analysis moved into a fantasy as he began to picture what she might look like in a bikini, followed shortly by nothing at all. As a little bit of driftwood appeared in his pants, he became even more excited about the trip and couldn't wait to get out of the car.nnDave's only complaint for the entire trip was the accommodations. They were staying in a beach resort a large hotel chain had erected, which did not thrill him in the least bit. He was a modest fisherman and surfer, so high-end, fancy resorts just meant too many people and overpricing. What Dave failed to realize, however, was that it was the end of July - the prime eye candy season.nnAs the car pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, Dave's thoughts and harsh feelings of the hotel were quickly overcome with excitement and horniness. A view of the pool revealed a large mass of people in which most the members were young women in skimpy bikinis. There were more towards the beach, too. Dave was so hard now that he had to readjust his position so as not to embarrass himself in front of his mother. He felt lucky to be wearing sunglasses as his eyes moved all about taking in the tremendous views.nn"They told us they'd meet us on the beach" his mother said as they both climbed out of the car.

My wife, Lisa, and I went on this vacation to Oahu to get a little rest and relaxation. We also came to enjoy a little healthy sexuality, which has only gotten better since Lisa showed a proclivity towards exhibitionism. nnWhat started as my wife simply teasing me by wearing only a t-shirt and baggy cotton shorts (with nothing underneath) while some contractors were working in our home, continued with a more brazen exhibition (Lisa dropping her towel after an outdoor shower) witnessed by a caretaker at a vacation cottage. nnNow her exhibitionism was in full force here in Waikiki beach, Honolulu! nnLisa had swum nude in the waters off Waikiki beach even though there were surfers nearby, waiting for waves on a still afternoon. She even took some impromptu surf lessons afterwards. Though she had her bathing suite on during the instruction, her being helped onto a surfboard in that very minimal outfit by some young surfers was certainly stimulating for both of us. nnEach of Lisa's exhibitionist occasions led to incredible sex for us afterwards. nnOne complication arose during this particular trip, however: nn "Greg?" A gravelly but polite voice called out. nnI turned to see Jeremy, one of my road warrior acquaintances. Unfortunately he was one of the guys that I had shared the story to about Lisa and the contractors. He had hinted he might like similar encounter with Lisa. Now he was here talking to us in Honolulu! nn"Greg talks about you all the time." He smiled while introducing himself to my wife. (See A Tale to Tell - Waikiki).nnI tried to avoid running into Jeremy after that introduction and actually forgot about him, which is how I let my guard down later. nn=======nnAfter enjoying a snorkeling trip run sponsored by the Hotel, Lisa and I decided we wanted to take a tank dive. We updated our certification and then found a mid-sized Catamaran charter that took us out to a reef for the dive.

Beginning with the day my wife played strip poker with me, while the contractors worked in our basement (see "A Tale to Tell"), Lisa has shown a zest for exhibitionism. It's not something she commonly does just anywhere. That was the first time. Since then, however, she has been very amenable whenever the situation lends itself. I'm not sure if it's the possibility of being caught or the rush of actually being seen that gets her so excited. I certainly know how excited I get after one of her performances.nnAlthough she was able to whip some clothes back just as the contractors came up the stairs, they fell over themselves looking at her bra less t-shirt and trying to steal a peak of her crotch as she sat panty-less in her baggy cotton shorts. The idea of Lisa being half undressed around other men turned me on and has spiced up our sex life. After one her shows, I get to do what the others were thinking: ravish my wife. Lisa gets very turned on during these exhibitions, and seems to enjoy sex with me more than ever.nnLisa showed her exhibitionist tendencies again when we rented a cottage in Cape Cod, Massachusetts, when she used an outdoor shower stall at the cottage to tease the caretaker (see "A Tale to Tell – At the Cape"). That was the first time she was actually nude in front of someone other than myself, or at least that I know of!nnLisa works part time. Her job is flexible and allows her to go with me on some of my business travels. I work for a company that tends to computer hardware at large corporations. The travel takes me away from home quite a lot. While I m away, I think of Lisa's exhibitionism and what she might be doing without me. But the way she acts when we're together convinces me that she reserves her little shows solely for me! nnI have learned that Lisa likes anonymity when she feels like showing herself off or dressing to tease. But after dropping her towel in front of the caretaker of the cottage in Cape Cod, I wondered if she still required anonymity, or if she might eventually want to show off in front of someone we would see again.

Mareike, meine Lieblingskommilitonin, Prisca, meine Mitbewohnerin und ich standen auf der großen Dachterrasse, unserer Penthousewohnung. Ich hatte Mareike zu einem Grillabend zu Prisca, Carina und Mir in die WG eingeladen. Der Grillabend war ziemlich schnell zu einem Sexabend geworden. Carina war bisher noch nicht zurück vom Lernen mit einer ihrer Kommilitoninnen, aber Mareike war schon kurz nachdem ich den Grill angefeuert hatte, angekommen. Sie und Prisca hatten dann versucht eine Sektflasche zu öffnen, was ihnen zwar gelungen war, allerdings waren dabei ihre Blusen total durchnässt worden. Prisca hatte offensichtlich nur einen Grund gesucht, sich ihrer Bluse zu entledigen und Mareike dann gebeten, ihr ihre nassen, kleinen Titten vom Champagner sauber zu schlecken. nnDaraufhin hatte Mareike all ihre Hemmungen über Bord geworfen und sie und Prisca hatten sich gegenseitig heiß geleckt. Schließlich hatte ich dem Anblick dieser beiden wunderschönen, sich gegenseitig die Fötzchen leckenden, Mädchen nicht wiederstehen können und meiner Kommilitonin Mareike mein hartes Glied in ihre geschmeidige Pussy gerammt. Nachdem Mareike, Prisca zum Orgasmus geleckt und gefingert hatte, nahm sie die Liebeskugeln, die Mareike vorher in ihrer Fickgrotte getragen hatte und führte sie ihr in den Arsch ein, den ich vorher schon mit meinem Daumen leicht gedehnt hatte. Dann fingerte sie Mareikes drallen Arsch mit zwei Fingern, während ich Mareikes Pussy mit schnellen, tiefen Stößen fickte. Das brachte Mareike schließlich ihren intensivsten Orgasmus, ihres 18 jährigen Lebens ein. nnDabei sog ihr enger Fickkanal so unnachahmlich an meinem harten Schaft, dass ich merkte wie es mir langsam kommen würde. Ich zog meinen dicken Schwanz schnell aus ihrer schmatzenden, schleimigen Fotze und die beiden leckten und saugten gierig jeden Tropfen meines heißen Spermas aus meiner großen, pulsierenden Eichel. Danach hatte Mareike uns versprochen in Zukunft, nach Elke, unsere zweite kleine Sexsklavin sein zu wollen. Prisca und ich hatten ihr gerne das Versprechen abgenommen, uns von nun an mit ihrem Körper voll und ganz zur Verfügung zu stehen. Das hatte ganz besonders mich sehr glücklich gemacht, denn Prisca hatte mir geschworen, sich meinem langen Speer zu öffnen, wenn ich nur ausreichend viele junge, süße Sexspielzeuge liefere. Ich war meinem Ziel wieder ein Stück näher gekommen. Als ich diesen Gedanken gerade zu Ende gedacht hatte, hatte es geklingelt an der Haustür. Prisca schaute mich lächelnd an und sagte:nn"Na ob das wohl Carina ist? Sie müsste doch eigentlich schon längst wieder da sein.