This happened during the summer of 2023

My wife and I (M29 and F28) went to the beach with two friends of ours who are also a couple. All four of us stayed together in this nice oceanside hotel that sat just across the street from the beach. It was a nice place and a beautiful area, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say that after a couple of days, my wife and I were getting a bit tired of our friends’ company. You know what I'm talking about - friends can be great to hang around, but being around them for days at a time can become grating. We never got much time to ourselves due to all four of us staying together in one big hotel room with two beds and two couches (cost-saving and whatnot). Because of this, we didn’t really get to tend to our "natural" needs as a married couple. After 5 days, the sexual frustration had set in bad. We were both on edge, wound up, and in need of a release.

It was our final night there. Our friends had turned in early that evening due to tiredness and slight sunburn. My wife and I weren’t tired at all, so we decided to go walk around town for a bit so we wouldn’t keep our friends awake. We set out at about 9:30 PM. As we walked hand-in-hand, I was continuously enamored by how gorgeous my wife looked under the soft glow of moonlight and the street lights paced throughout the walking paths of the town. She’s a curvy little thing at 5’2 tall with D-cup breasts and wonderfully soft thighs, and with an ass that I love to watch from behind. Her hair reaches her shoulders and is a soft brown she usually likes to dye blonde. Her eyes are a kind of caramel color that I love to stare into for long periods of time. That night, she was dressed in what was comfortable to her - basic panties, shorts, and a slightly oversized t-shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra. That was a bit noticeable to onlookers as we walked around town, but she’s not the type to care. She had a tiny bit of a show-off-y exhibitionist streak in her and I love her for that.

The first place we went was a cozy little bar with an open patio where we each had a strawberry daiquiri. It loosened us up just the right amount. Afterward, we went to an arcade that was just down the street. We couldn't stay long since it was already past 10:00 PM when we arrived and they closed at 10:30 PM, so before long we began to make our way back down to the hotel. My wife suggested we walk the distance back to the hotel on the beach instead of the sidewalk by the road, and I agreed. The soft glow of the moonlight illuminated the beach just enough for us to make our way. The experience was very calming and pretty from the get-go, and we had a bit of fun walking around and looking at all the little crabs that had come out in the nighttime and were scurrying away as we got close. Before long, the atmosphere had really begun to trickle down upon us like honey. The gentle sounds of crashing waves, the icy water occasionally tickling our feet, the warm yet cool breeze coming in from the ocean…

On that particular night, the way the night sky and its moonlight enunciated and wrapped around my wife's figure made her even more beautiful and irresistible to me. The gentle swaying of her breasts underneath her shirt as her bare legs confidently strode forward through the sand and her hair moved with the breeze, the way her eyes and lips glittered in the night…I felt like the luckiest man in the world, getting to spend my life with this perfect woman. We were still holding hands, fingers interlocked, when my wife looked up and noticed the way I was looking at her. She smiled at me lovingly and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. And then moments later, she stopped walking. I stopped with her, a bit confused. I looked at her and she looked back at me with that mischievous little grin on her face that always let me know that she was up to no good in the best kinds of ways.

Without muttering a word, she slipped her hand out from mine and took a couple of steps forward. She turned to face me and, in one quick motion, lifted her shirt up and off of her body. My jaw must’ve hit the floor - she had always teased and tickled me with the idea of public exposure before, but she hadn’t done anything like it yet. This was the first time. My mouth still agape, she playfully tossed her shirt at me. I caught it and before I even had time to think, she was pulling her shorts and panties off as well. She lifted her tiny sand-covered feet out of the shorts slowly, one at a time, to make sure she got as little sand as possible on them. And then, she tossed them at me as well.

I still couldn’t believe what was happening. My wife was standing right in front of me, out in public on the nighttime beach, completely naked. I finally managed to stammer out “Wh-what if someone sees you?!” She giggled back at me and confidently shrugged her bare shoulders. “Then I guess they see me. I'm okay with that. Are you?” I smiled back and nodded yes confidently. I had talked to my wife at length before about how arousing I found the idea of others seeing her incredible body. She knew exactly what she was doing to me, and I loved it. She then motioned down at my shorts. “Those dorky cargo shorts you’re wearing can finally come into use. Fold up my clothes and stuff them in those pockets, okay? I want your hands free, but I don't want our clothes tossed down onto the sand” I chuckled at her jest and nodded again, doing just what she asked. I was able to fold the shirt, panties, and gym shorts up neatly enough to barely fit into some of the pockets. My hands now free, I looked back up at her...

I swear, it was like I was seeing her naked for the very first time all over again. Her breasts sat gorgeously on her chest in the semi-darkness, her beautiful pink nipples still easily visible. Her milky white skin glowed softly in the dim nighttime lighting that elegantly wrapped her entire figure. Her waist traced down into her voluptuous thighs perfectly, both of which neatly pressed together with her abdomen to form a perfect V. Her vagina was a very cute innie, and the outermost lips of it pressed together to form a very straight and seamless line that sat beautifully within that lower V of her abdomen. My wife chuckled at the expression I had on my face as I looked her up and down. She took a step forward, wrapping her arms around me rather forcefully as she pressed her lips into mine. I pressed back into her, gently wrapping my arms around the small of her naked back. She was aggressively forcing her tongue into my mouth, and I hers. All of our sexual frustration was pouring out like a burst dam. My hands lowered from her back and took tight grasp of her bare ass. She pulled her mouth slightly back from mine as I did this, smiling at me and looking into my eyes. Without a word, she slid her right hand into my pants. My cock was practically bursting at that point, and she gave it a couple of strokes to confirm that I was ready to erupt.

She knelt down and quickly thrust my shorts down to my knees, leaving my erect dick out in the open. She smiled up at me before planting a kiss on the tip of it, and then began to trace her tongue up and down the full length of it. I wasn't able to hold back my groaning as she did that. The euphoric ecstasy of her working her mouth on me, along with the cool ocean breeze gently whipping against my body, is undoubtedly one of the best things I've ever experienced. Once she had begun to fully slide me in and out of her mouth, I was unable to last. After just a minute, I came loads straight into her mouth. Once the last drop of it had left me, she pulled back, smiled at me once more, and then spit it out into the ocean waters to our left. She had never been a fan of swallowing. Not that it made any difference to me - I still get a blowjob either way. She wiped the last bits of it from her mouth and stood up. I pulled my shorts back up and gently took her in my arms. I caressed her breasts gently between my hands, tracing my thumbs over her nipples. I could see goosebumps trailing across her body from the breeze. Her nipples, too, had begun to stiffen a bit. I knelt down and took her breasts into my mouth one at a time, returning warmth to her nipples as I sucked them. Her breathing had begun to quicken a bit, and she was running her hands through my hair. After finishing her breasts, I gently trailed kisses down to between her legs. I placed a confident kiss on the outside front of her vagina, followed my a firm lick. She giggled and yelped when I did this, and I asked if she wanted me to continue "No, I don't want to lay down in the sand..." she said, rather frustrated with not being able to proceed. Thankfully, I knew what to do.

"Can you turn around?" I asked. She nodded and did so. I pressed myself into her naked backside and wrapped my arms around her. With my left arm, I took hold of her right breast. With my right arm, I placed my hand between her legs and began to push inward. My wife turned and smiled at me as I did that, kissing me on the cheek. I gave her a kiss back on the lips before lowering my head to instead kiss and suck on her neck. With my fingers, I gently pressed in past the fold of her innie until I could feel her pink labia at my fingertips. She was very wet. I chuckled at her as I felt it, and she chuckled back realizing what I had noticed. I then placed my three middle fingers onto her clitoris and began to rub in the delicate circular motions that she loves. She craned her neck back as I did so, letting out a primal sigh as she leaned her entire body into me. She closed her eyes and lost herself entirely to the bliss of it all. As I sucked on her neck and pleasured her, I looked up and around us. It was too dark to see if anyone was in the distance watching us, or if they even could see us. The mystery and thrill of it enamored us. Over the next few minutes, I increased the speed and force with which I was stimulating her clitoris. I began to grasp and caress her right breast more forcefully as did so, tracing my index finger back and forth across her nipple. The pacing with which I worked both of my hands on her synchronized perfectly with her mounting orgasm. I could feel her legs begin to shake and tremble from the pleasure, her feet starting to slip as they buckled and sunk down into the sand. I grasped her against me tightly, helping her stay upright as I didn't let up. I could feel her fluids beginning to push out from between my fingers now, trailing down my wrist a bit. My wife has never been one to be vocal during sex, but moans were escaping her mouth here in ways they hadn't before. The moans increased in pitch and frequency until her naked body shuddered violently against mine like a burst of electricity was coursing through her. This continued on for a moment in what felt like three separate waves. After that, the moans stopped, and she started panting for air now that her orgasms had ceased. We laughed and smiled together she she slowly regained her footing. Once she took a step forward, I could clearly see that the insides of her upper thighs were glistening with her wetness. She had trouble standing upright on her own in the sand and needed me to help her maintain balance as she (sadly) got dressed again. Once we were both clothed again, she turned and kissed me once more. "Think anyone saw us?" she asked. "I'm not sure" I respond "Would you prefer if someone had?" She smiled back at me with that same mischievous grin and said "Maybe. Maybe not."

When we got back to the hotel room, our friends were dead asleep and lightly snoring. My wife quietly made her way to the bathroom and washed her body off in the shower to try and get rid of the distinct scent her wetness had left on her. After she got out, we cuddled up against each other in bed and quickly dozed off. We slept like rocks that night. This was the start of my wife beginning to experiment more openly with exhibitionism. We do have other stories. Maybe we'll share them, maybe not. Thanks for reading!