Estela's Awakening Pt. 02

This is a work of fiction and is my own work but is based on a conversation I have had with Estala and Carlos.

This is Estela's fantasy.

My husband had just grabbed me as I walked into the hallway. He had pressed me up against the wall and whispered in my ear, "The door is still open. I want you to scream loud as I fuck you."

I gasped as his cock plunged inside my wet, slick pussy. His trusts lifted my feet off the floor.

I'm a sexy, fifty-two-year-old mother of three. Recently, my husband and I moved into a new area. We now live in a small apartment block in the coastal town of Italy.

My husband had let skip a secret that he will desire me more, knowing that other men are wanting me as well.

My husband had just watched me play with myself from the window of our spare room that overlooked the courtyard that I was sunbathing in.

I was pumping my pussy with two fingers. I was looking up at my neighbour who was looking on from his apartment next door. My breathing had slowed down, and I could feel a tingling sensation in my lips as my body was deprived of oxygen.

I had my orgasm at just about that same time he did. I could just make out seeing cum spurt out of his hard cock.

I got up and walked inside, feeling slightly embarrassed and horny after my orgasm.

My husband grabbed me as I was in the hallway and pressed me up against the wall. His cock plunged inside me.

"The door is still open. I want you to scream loud as I fuck you," my husband panted as he fucked me pressed up against the wall.

"OH, YES . . . FUCK ME . . . OH . . . FUCK . . . YES . .!" I screamed.

What had got into my husband? We usually had good sex and, over the last few days, he had been more attentive to me as I wore the skimpy bikinis that he had bought me.

I had worn an incredibly tiny bikini made by Wicked Weasel. I was still wearing my leopard mesh print tri top. While outside, I had slipped the micro bikini off as I played with myself in front of these two men: my husband looking on from our spare room and our Russian neighbour upstairs.

My husband was fucking me with an intensity that I had not experienced before. I am 165cm tall, and as he thrust into me, my toes only just touched the floor. My whole being was balanced on his beautiful, hard cock. I had to push my hands on the wall to remain upright.

"OH . . . OH . . . OH . . . OH . . . OH . . . OH . .!" I panted loudly in time to his thrusts.

"You want me to fuck you hard, you brazen hussy. Don't you?" groaned my husband.

"OH, YES . . . FUCK . . . ME . . . HARD . . . OH FUCK . . . YES . . . FUCK . . . ME . . . HARDER!" I screamed.

"I'm going to fuck you, senseless," he groaned. "You enjoyed showing off to our neighbour?"

"OH, YES . . . FUCK . . . YOU . . . ENJOYED . . . WATCHING . . . ME . .?" I panted.

"Yes, I enjoyed watching my shameless wife play in front that man upstairs." He replied in his breathless voice.

"I . . . DID . . . IT . . . FOR . . . YOU . . .' I panted. "OH . . . FUCK . . . I'M . . . CUMMING . . . OH . . . I'M . . . CUMMING," "I screamed over and over again as an orgasm ripped through me. My legs started to shake as my body was flooded with that amazing hot orgasmic flush as I came uncontrollably.

My husband thrust one last time into me, lifting me clear of the floor as his cock pumped his cum deep inside me.

When I calmed down, all I could hear was my husband's panting breath as his head was tucked into the side of my head.

When he pulled out of me, I became aware of how wet I was. My thighs were slick with my juices, and I could feel my husband's cum oozing out of my pussy as well. I cleaned this up with my hand and then licked my fingers clean.

"Well someone gets excited watching me being naked," I said as I stroked my husband's still hard cock.

"Estela. It was knowing you were playing for an audience that I found most exciting," he revealed.

"Well, I found it exciting, as well," I responded.

THE WEEKEND

Saturday started looking overcast, and it did not look like the weather would be any good for sunbathing. I had wanted to get some exercise in and suggested to my husband that we go for a short walk along the coast.

"I'll go only if you wear that new beach dress," was his reply.

"You mean that blue Sailor Stripe dress you bought me?" I asked.

"That's right."

"What else should I wear, then?" I asked.

"Nothing," was my husband's laconic reply.

"You mean you want me to wear just that short Wicked Weasel dress and nothing else?"

"Yes."

'Oh. Ok. If you insist," Was all I could think of at the time.

I went and got changed into the dress. If I am honest, I love the look of the dress. It has these broad horizontal blue stripes that really accentuate my figure.

The dress has thin straps that tie behind my neck, making the dress into a halter neck. Sometimes I cross the straps over in front, which really highlights my big, firm tits. Two broad blue strips sit under my ample cleavage, and my hard nipples can easily be seen through the thin material even though it is opaque.

I stretched the dress down to make sure it was not too revelling as we walked to the beach. Stepping out into the front room, I announced that I was ready for our walk.

"Estela. You look gorgeous."

"Come on. Let's go before I back out."

Grabbing my hand, my husband led me out into the wide world with me dressed in a skimpy thin dress.

Once we got to the beach, I suggested that we walk along the coast. It gets quite rocky, and fortunately, there were not many people about. Ever the gentleman, my husband let me go first as we climbed over the rocks. I know he did this so he could get many looks at my bare, hairless pussy as I climbed in front of him.

I needed to keep pulling the hem down as it would always ride up my thighs.

"You don't need to do that," said my husband. "There's no one around to see."

"You can see," I commented.

"I like looking," was his reply.

We came to a particularly tricky set of rocks to climb over. My husband's hand rested on my bum as I struggled to climb up one rock in particular. His fingers drifted to my pussy.

"My, you're wet!" he commented as one of his fingers brushed my pussy lips.

"I've been thinking of the little show I'm giving you'" I said.

"You like showing off. Don't you?" he asked.

"Yes. It's exciting."

When we got over these rocks, we found ourselves in a small secluded beach. It was then that I realised that the sun was out and that the day had cleared up.

I was short of breath and so bent over to rest my hands on my knees. Just then, my husband grabbed my hips and thrust his cock into my willing pussy.

"I've been thinking about fucking you ever since you came out wearing this dress," he said.

I spread my legs apart and bent over so my hands could get some support from a nearby rock.

My husband's hands moved up to cup my tits through the fabric of the dress. His fingers teased my nipples.

"Oh . . . that . . . feels . . . good," I hissed.

"Oh Estela, I love fucking you," moaned my husband.

Just then, two fishermen climbed over the rocks.

I reached up to pull down the hem of my skirt, but my husband had other ideas. Grabbing my arms and pulling my shoulders back, he made me stand up as he continued to fuck me. With his teeth, he undid the straps holding the halter top up which exposed my tits to these two strangers.

"Start moaning," he breathed in my ear.

"Oh . . . that . . . feels . . . good," I moaned again. "Play with your cock for me," I asked the two voyeurs.

One of them took me up on the suggestion and pulled out his cock. He was stroking his beautiful cock in time to my husband's thrusts.

"That's it. Watch me being fucked," I said to him. "Oh . . . that . . . feels . . . good," I said to my husband.

My husband was thrusting his hips, which made his cock push deep inside me. My dress had bunched up around my waist, and I was fully exposed to these two men.

"Oh . . .fuck . . . this . . . is . . . so . . . good . . . that . . . feels . . . sooo . . .good," I moaned.

The young fisherman was the first to cum. As his cum erupted from his cock, my husband thrust one last time into me as I got filled with his hot seed.

Watching the young man in front of my cumming on the sand and feeling hot cum fill me up was all it took for me to have a fantastic orgasm.

I could feel the skin around my neck become flushed as the orgasm raced through me as my tits rose and fell due to my heavy breathing.

I reached behind me with my arms and gave my husband a hug. "That was beautiful," I said, looking at the young man in front of me.

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