When Pam and I married we were both virgins in the sense that we had never had sex with anyone else. We met in our late teens and married when we were 21. When we finished having children we were still relatively young. Pam is an attractive blonde, petite, smallish breasts (but nice, with perfect nipples), lovely legs, flat tummy and small butt. I remember a workmate once told me that he would love to fuck her so I very early accepted the fact that she had wider sex appeal.
Our sex was, and still is, very satisfying. I am a good match physically with the possible exception of cock size. I have a six inch cock in both length and girth which is not small, but I always felt slightly wanting in this area when we fucked.
If anything, I lean towards being oversexed and this explains a lot of things in respect to our relationship. The fact that we were 'virgins' (as defined) also contributed to our sexual state.
For example, from a very early stage in our relationship I was keen for her to take another man and I openly encouraged her to do so. She had similar desires, but being a very reserved person she was never likely to be the initiator. Yes, she fantasised. Sometimes with her boss. Sometimes with a black man because of their legendary big cocks. She also had erotic dreams from time to time and would tell me how realistic and beautiful they were.
Importantly she always maintained that if she ever got the opportunity, I would not be allowed to watch because she would likely, in her state of sexual excitement, do things to him
I might not approve. For example, suck his cock. I hadn't ever said that I would object to this but she felt that I might and end up spoiling her pleasure by attempting to stop it. We had always imagined the act being performed in our bedroom with me outside a closed door.
My main fantasy was always one of her being fucked by someone with a bigger cock than mine. We both knew that it would be something special providing the man was decent and caring and a total stranger, black or white. It had to be sensual not mechanical like porn videos are.
We both had the feeling that eight inches would be her perfect size. During our sex when she started to stroke my balls I would invariably say "how would like to put your hand down to stroke the balls of an eight inch cock and find only the balls hard up against the lips of your vagina?" The thought a big cock totally inside would quickly bring us both to orgasm
For some time I believed that her doctor had fucked her a number of times. She told me that on one occasion he was performing a legitimate internal examination then started fingering her for pleasure. She knew what he was up to and moved her pelvis to show him that she approved. She noticed that he had an erection. He asked her whether she was enjoying it and she said that she would enjoy it more if it were his cock. He locked his door stripped down, got onto the table and fucked her. At least this is what she told me and I believed her because I knew that she liked and trusted him.
We would use this experience as stimulation during sex for some time. I would ask her whether she had taken his cock in her hand, yes she had, mainly to guide it. I would ask whether it was bigger than mine and she would say fatter not longer. Did we have sex on the days when he fucked her? No, she manufactured an excuse on those days. Did she feel a sense of guilt when she walked back into the waiting room? Yes and she felt that the staff had an inkling. She was, after all, full of his semen. She would change and wash her panties as soon as she got home.
I absolutely loved this talk and it was a massive turn on for me.
Then after a year or so of absolutely believing this, she admitted that it did not happen. She had been stimulated by his examination, she did display her pleasure but the rest was made up No doubt a reflection of what she would have liked to happen which became the basis of her fantasies.
Some years went by without the result we had been seeking. I remember we went into the sex precinct of the city one summer night and I insisted she wear no bra or pants. Her nipples were on show through her lightweight top and the fact that we knew she was not wearing panties under a lightweight skirt made us both very sexy. I had a fair idea that it would not lead to her perfect fuck and it didn't. As we sat in a male strip club (our one and only visit to such an establishment) a man sitting behind ran his hand up her back but that was as close as we got that night. I'm glad that nothing eventuated because it was a little on the seedy side and potentially a bit risky..
I also suggested that we visit a swingers' club but she was averse to the idea of taking pot luck and potentially being disappointed. On reflection I'm glad we didn't, given what was to come.
A couple of years later I suggested we start going to a nude beach near our interstate holiday unit which we visit twice a year. Pam was hesitant and somewhat concerned at the thought but succumbed after much encouragement. I too had some reservations about taking off the gear and going starkers but I quickly settled into it.
This beach is quite difficult to get to and is scarcely populated during the week when we go. It is not legally nude but the state government turns a blind eye. Nudies are up one end and clothed the other. It is a large beach and the two groups don't mingle. It borders a national park and clothed hikers regularly walk from one end to the other to continue their national park sojourns and perv a bit as they go past. The rear border of the beach comprises a steep inaccessible hill (part of the national park) and a wire fence runs along the back of some small undulating sand dunes separating bush from sand.
It is quite usual to have the beach almost completely to oneself on early morning weekdays, with a small increase in population occurring from about 10:00am onward. Most of the nudies are elderly and mind their own business. The men (who outnumber women by about 5 to 1) enjoy putting their cocks on display but never interfere with the privacy of others. In the early days Pam quite enjoyed perving on them but became a bit blasé after a while. I would encourage her to perv but she would say "what's the point? they're not likely to come over and ask for a fuck with you here."
On one occasion she pointed out to me that a young couple were having sex under a towel near us. We were up in the dunes on that day. That was the only time we had ever seen any sex act. Once or twice we saw men with erections walking into or out of the water but, again, this was rare. We would never have expected a sexual liaison there.
The water is warm when we go in Spring and Autumn and the sun has plenty of kick in it. Surfing nude at this beach is a sheer joy and is one of the reasons I go. As is being naked in the warmth of the Queensland sun.
