The next day after the wedding night, I said I would fly to Europe with the North and start a honeymoon trip for two people.
We, who were newlywed, have not even recovered from the passion of the previous night. As husbands, the north of the north, hugged his petite wife in his arms, wrinkled my ears and wrinkled me.
I snuggled in the arms of the north like a gentle little wife. Listening to the north constantly saying sweet words, I let out a silver bell-like laugh from time to time, which occasionally attracts the attention of passengers around me.
I didn't understand these passengers much. My heart was filled with joy. I really couldn't control my joy. I could only apologize to the passengers around me with a smile.
Fortunately, we were in the first-class warehouse. There were not many passengers, and many of them were foreigners who seemed overly enthusiastic. When we learned that this was a newlywed couple, we all returned the bride's complacent behavior with an understanding smile. Even under the leadership of a warm man, we all expressed our blessings to the newlyweds with applause.
I was so shy that I was so embarrassed by the applause that I couldn't help but bury my face in the arms of the north. I had an inexplicable idea. If these applauded passengers knew that the man I married was the same as me, what expression would we have?
If I tell us again, what expressions would they have if my pussy still remained in my vagina last night when I was ejaculated in the semen I used to ejaculate in it?
They will be excited!
I seemed very excited throughout the flight journey, and all kinds of weird thoughts emerged one after another, and I felt full of desire.
For some reason, I really want to have sex with the North now. I really want to hug him naked. I really want to keep sucking his big cock and then let him spray his thick, hot semen in his little mouth. I also really want him to insert his big cock into my pussy to fill the emptiness, and finally fill his seeds full of descendants without reservation.
But I also know that this is unlikely, and I can't do these crazy things in broad daylight.
I could only endure the torment of lust. My lower body was so itchy that itchy that it kept secreting honey. The honey continued to penetrate my underwear and my jeans... I really believed that the seat I was sitting in had been soaked in a large area with my love juice.
What a shame!
Even if it will not be discovered on the spot, it will eventually be discovered by the flight attendants. I will become our new chat topic. From then on, another classic story will appear in the flying club: the newlyweds’ honeymoon trip, the lewd bride’s love fluid is everywhere... The plane finally landed and the destination has arrived. In the luxurious presidential suite of the five-star hotel in Paris, I once again got up with the north, entangled enthusiastically, moaned happily, and throbbed happily... The newlyweds spread the enthusiasm of the newlyweds throughout the bedroom without hesitation, which also means the official beginning of our honeymoon.
France, Spain, Greece, the Netherlands, Britain, Italy... As newlyweds, our footprints are covered with many beautiful and romantic countries in Europe, and we have also left our love in these places...
During the day, we visit and visit these picturesque European cities or countrysides, leaving our beautiful figures everywhere; at night, we look for various romantic places to engage in a romantic couple life.
There are traces of our love in the hotel, by the sea, on cars, on yachts...
...The city we came to today is Nice City, France.I am located on the beautiful Mediterranean Sea, a famous coastal city in France and a famous Costa del Blue in Europe.We stayed in this place for five days, and my husband was always reluctant to leave here, and even wanted to stay here for a long time... Humph, how could I not know his little bit of fun?It’s all because there are so many beauties on the beach there, and they are all naked in tops, and many of them are even naked...
While I was writing a diary, I recalled the way I saw these scenes in the north at that time, and couldn't help but feel happy and jealous. I continued to write:
Those European women are indeed very beautiful, but am I not more beautiful?So Ah, men are lustful. No matter how good he treats you, they always have evil thoughts when they see other beauties.
...The beach in Nice stretches out to both sides along Angel Bay, and the beautiful blue Mediterranean bay is beautiful and charming.The sea water here is very clean and looks very blue.The blue sea and the white waves complement each other, making them extremely beautiful.The 3-kilometer-long Anglu Street along the coast is covered with flowers and palm trees. The sea breeze blows and the sun shines brightly, making people feel relaxed and happy.
While I was describing this beautiful bay, my mind kept popping up with those vivid scenes.
Actually, I like this place very much, of course not because there are men and women who don’t wear clothes, but because it is full of sunshine and vitality, which can make people feel comfortable and cheerful. I have made an agreement with the north and will come here often for vacation in the future: we two, and maybe we will have our children in the future.
...This is a large bay. Looking around, there are bright sunshine, the sky of the blue, the turquoise sea water, the golden sand... In the distance, there are many various private yachts moored on the bay.The beautiful, fashionable, luxurious and grand yachts also form another beautiful scenery here... The idea of renting a yacht to go to sea was formed in my mind at this time.When I talked to the north, he agreed without hesitation... I smiled and complained to him: It's just a month's honeymoon, I don't want to waste my time on these things.
I wrote with a shy smile that although I could take out the money, I did not tell the North that it actually owned. Of course I knew that it was just that the North was spending the honeymoon on regaining its dignity as a man.
I told him that I had won the lottery, so I should pay for my honeymoon money, and this was my wish at that time.
...The beach in summer is definitely a place with all its charm. The sea water is green and clear, the sand is small and white. When you walk barefoot on the beach, you will feel that you are in contact with hard and elastic fine sand. They seem to have a powerful suction force to absorb all the unpleasant feelings in your body. After walking, you will feel that your heart has been washed and extremely comfortable... The waves gently slapped the shore, and when the cold sea water brushed past your feet, the refreshing feeling surged into your heart again... What's more magical is that the seagulls here are not afraid of people! From time to time, you can see three or five seagulls walking happily on the beach, carving the food on the beach.
...Of course, the most attractive thing to us foreign tourists are those naked men and women.
Before we arrived in France, the tour guide told me that Nice Beach was the only beach in France that allows women to be naked, and we were prepared for this.
But when we arrived here, we were still shocked by what we saw!
The entire beautiful beach is full of naked men and women. Some of us are lying on the beach and basking in the sun freely, some are chasing each other and smiling happily, and some are sitting on the beach talking about love... The beach is full of spring.
...What's abominable is that my lustful and stinky husband, as soon as he arrived at the beach, looked at the half-naked beauties with no clothes and no longer paid attention to me.But it’s no wonder that those beauties have really good figures: their proud and firm breasts, thin and tall waists, round and upright buttocks, and long plump thighs outline our soft and graceful curves... and with their long golden hair flowing freely in the wind, even if you walk a few steps on the sea, you can add infinite charm and temptation.
As I wrote this, I paused for a moment. Who said that only men like beauties? Women actually like beauties too.
I couldn't help but look at the beauties carefully like many female tourists. I was comparing the difference between me and us. Foreign women may have a more toned figure, but their skin was much worse than those of Asian women.
...Those beauties are not as good as me, this is what my husband said.He was so timid that he dared to pull my T-shirt out of his jeans in broad daylight, then reached out his big hand and grabbed my breasts directly... I was shocked and felt that this was inappropriate, but he stopped resisting without struggling for a few times...
Although I was a man, when I thought of this, I couldn't help but blush on my face. The pleasure and the feeling of having sex at that time were so stimulating that I couldn't suppress myself. I didn't want to resist at all, but I didn't dare to indulge in such an occasion with the north. I could feel the vaginal fluid in my body had already poured out like a spring, and it had even soaked my jeans shorts.
I found that since I married North, I seemed to be becoming more and more sensitive and even lustful...
Fortunately, the bad guy didn't take the opportunity to take off my T-shirt. He just pulled me down on the beach, hugged me in his arms, and began to kiss me gently... Kissing in front of everyone was a warm and shy thing, but my husband's gentleness gradually relaxed, and I also hugged his neck to repay his tenderness... In fact, this is my fault. Since we love each other, what's wrong with expressing love to each other in public?Now even junior high school students and even elementary school students dare to hold hands and kiss Ah in the public hall.In this way, I gradually relaxed my heart....It was always difficult for me to resist his temptation. In the afternoon, I was finally convinced by my husband and changed into a swimsuit with him.Although the North is not particularly paying attention to the stage, his muscles are still developed. In addition, he is tall and elegant, and he is not at a disadvantage compared to those Westerners. I also feel a sense of pride in my heart... Unlike a few Japanese, who are short and fat, ugly, but they keep horny and want to talk to those half-naked beauties, but they are rejection and disgust... Hahaha, I am so happy to see it.
My husband asked me to change into a red three-point swimsuit. The two small pieces of cloth could not cover my plump and towering breasts at all, and it was translucent. I lowered my head and looked at it, and I could clearly see the two huge nipples on the two pieces of cloth... What's even more fatal was the fig leaf below, which seemed to have only three lines, and even my vagina could not be completely covered... This was the first time I put on such exposed clothes and exposed them to other men, and I felt very uncomfortable all over.
I half-jokingly blamed my husband and asked him why he asked me to wear such an exposed swimsuit, and was not afraid of being eaten by other men... But my husband smiled and told me to see how many women wear more on the entire beach?
The characteristic of this beach is that women can wear naked and don’t care too much about each other. If you wear too much, it will easily attract others’ attention.
The words from the north made me feel a little calmer.
I observed the people on the beach again and found that what he was saying was right. Those women in supreme clothes showed their wonderful bodies in nature without hesitation, without any shame.
This is our own body. We want them to face nature more directly and absorb the essence of heaven and earth more directly. There is nothing wrong with this... After thinking about this, I gradually opened my heart.
...My husband suggested that I experience the feeling of being buried in the sea sand, and I agreed.
It is better to let him focus on me than to let him observe the beauty everywhere.
With the help of my husband, my whole body was buried in the fine sea sand... The feeling was really great: the soft, moist and warm fine sand automatically massaged every inch of my skin at the slowest speed, allowing me to relax all over my body, from inside to outside...
I looked up at the sky, and a few white clouds were floating in the blue sky; I looked down at the sea, and the sea surface in the distance was dotted with white sails; I looked at the north, but he threw himself on me with a smirk... As we have happened countless times, my husband pressed on me and kissed me, completely ignoring this was a public place.
The heavy burden, the warm kiss, the sound of waves in my ears... made me gradually feel a wild feeling of returning to nature.
Didn’t our ancestors fall in love and unite in such a place where the sky is quilt and the earth is bed?
The pleasure of indulgence made me warmly repay the north, and the desire in my body gradually burned.
However, the constraints of my hands, feet and even my body made me unable to move. The passive kissing was like being raped... Hehe, I was raped, I was raped by my hateful husband... Actually, I really want to try the feeling of being raped. Of course, I can only rape me from the north. I really want to feel how it feels like to have sex passively when I can't resist... My face turned red, and I don't know why I suddenly had such a perverted idea.
...My husband's movements are getting bigger and bigger, and I really feel a little breathless.
What I felt most unbearable was that the tiny sand was constantly squeezed into my clothes by the heavy body in the north, and some of them were actually squeezed into my lower body bit by bit. The hard particles mixed with the vaginal fluid I secreted, constantly rubbing against the inner wall of my vagina. The itchy and crisp feeling was really wonderful and uncomfortable.
I could clearly feel my vagina subconsciously contracting, trying to squeeze the hateful foreign object out of my body, but this feeling became stronger and stronger. I suddenly couldn't help but moan...
My husband's movements suddenly stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He asked me with a smirk, why I moaned.
What a bad husband!
When I told him that I was so uncomfortable that I moaned because the sand had entered my vagina, he actually burst into laughter.
For a moment, I felt all my eyes looking at our place, which made me so embarrassed that I closed my eyes.
...As the sky gradually darkened, the temperature of the sea water became cooler.
The people basking in the sun on the beach have already left, and the rest are young men and women.
My husband and I were lying on the beach chair, looking at the beautiful sunset.
Suddenly, my husband pointed at the beach and asked me to see it.
Following my husband's pointing, I was stunned: there were many young people naked on the beach, including men and women!
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, each of us was like a golden light. We were chasing each other, hugging each other, playing with each other, and having a different scene on the beach than during the day... Those women were running without any worries, their huge breasts shaking up and down on their chests, long hair flowing in the wind and the bright smiles on women's faces were enough to make any man look at them...
Of course, there are things that we women see, and they are not inferior at all.
Those who play with those naked women are those men who are also naked.
A tall figure, agile body, and strong muscles... are enough to make women all over the world obsessed with us.
What is even more amazing is the thing hanging between our thighs, like big snakes, swinging around while running... It is a characteristic of men and a tool for us to conquer women.
Dear, do you want to take off this rag, without any restraint like us?
The North suddenly asked me and I noticed a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
I won’t take it off!I am yours, you are alone, and my body can only be seen by you alone.I answered.
Haha, it's really my good wife.So do you want me to take off?North asked me again.
In no mood.I answered firmly.
You are mine, I am alone, and your body can only be seen by me alone.
Obviously, my husband didn't expect me to answer like this. He was stunned for a while before he hugged me in his arms.
I looked up at his eyes and smiled and said: Good husband, no matter how many women you have had before, I won’t care about how many women you have been good to. I just hope that from the moment we got married, you can treat me well, I hope I am the woman you love the most, and you can treat me better than all women.
My husband didn't say anything, he just stared at my eyes gently for a while, and then pressed his wet and warm lips on my little mouth...
As I wrote this, my eyes became a little wet again.
I didn't want to completely tie the heart of the north, because this is unlikely, because which man is not lustful?
Under my husband's gentle and passionate kiss, I had completely released my lust. I no longer shy or shy: I no longer refuse the big hand in the north that stretched into my swimming trunks to touch the inner side of my thighs, nor refuse the big hand that pushed away the two small fig leafs on my chest and directly kneaded my breasts...
The pleasure of the body, the desire that keeps rising in the heart, and the awareness of putting aside all common thoughts in my mind made me completely intoxicated by my husband's caress, and soon entered the role: my arms tightly hooked my husband's neck, my little hand reached into my husband's swimming trunks and grabbed his buttocks, my little hand stroked his big cock through the thin swimming trunks, and I reached into his swimming trunks, while stroking his thick big cock, while gently caressing the two heavy scrotums...
We were surrounded by my moans and my husband's gasping... My husband's fingers even reached into my vagina, and some rough fingers rubbed against my clitoris, making me feel a strong stimulation and causing my vaginal fluid to gush out...
I even jumped onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist. While kissing him passionately, I pressed my itchy vagina against his big cock. I kept pressing down and moving my buttocks. I could feel my small swimming trunks being slowly pushed in by his huge glans. I could feel the outline and heat of his glans, and I could also feel it pushing away my labia bit by bit and inserting it into it...
Am I going to have sex with my husband in swimming trunks?
...My husband slowly couldn't stand this intense desire. While thrusting his big cock rhythmically, he bit my ear and said quietly: Good wife, I want you, let's do it here once.
After hearing my husband's words, I was not surprised or shy. In fact, I was already in a state of desire.
I smiled at him and said: Is it right here?This is a public place.
Unexpectedly, my husband smiled at me again, and did not speak, but instead slapped me and signaled me to look at the beach.
I turned my head again and looked at the beach, my day...
I exclaimed, and the scene in front of me shocked my mood again: the golden seaside is even more springy: there are many naked men and women, and we all devoted ourselves to the beautiful scenery of nature without any worries.
What's more, there are several couples who have started having sex in front of everyone: some of us are lying on the beach, and the woman is riding on the man, shaking her body up and down like a crazy female knight. Occasionally, we can see the straight cock of the man when the woman raises her buttocks; some are on the top of the woman, and the slender thighs are tightly wrapped around the man's waist, while the thick cock of the man rhythmically enters the woman's spread thighs; some are lying on the beach, raising my buttocks high, exposing my plump vagina to the eyes of my boyfriend to the greatest extent, and my boyfriend inserts his big cock into my vagina mercilessly and thrusts quickly; there is also a man holding his girlfriend, walking on the beach while having sex...
Dear, I forgot to tell you that this beach is also a famous sex holy place. At night, many lovers come here to have sex in public, enjoying this unrestrained and natural feeling of the wilderness... You see, there are more young men and women in the world who yearn for an unrestrained life.My husband said.
Good Ah, have you planned it for a long time?Instruct honestly.I felt jealous again.
My husband was stunned and couldn't speak, just smiling at me.
After a while, he said to me: Dear, we finally did it once. Do you dare to do it with me like we did?
I know my husband must have planned it for a long time last time. Although I was a little dissatisfied, his suggestions and the environment around me also made me bold. After all, I don’t have much reserved as a woman.
So I told the North:
If you dare not do anything, do it!
...After all, I can't resist the temptation of the north and desire, of course, this is also something I'm looking forward to: he and I really made love on that beach like those men and women.
Of course, we still couldn't be as open as we did. With my insistence, we came to a place with few people on the side of the beach and entered the sea.
The sea water is a little cool, but it cannot compete with our hot bodies. We are like a pair of ovens that constantly emit heat, even making the surrounding sea water heat up.
My husband first hugged my body into his arms, then kissed me. During his gentle kiss, my swimming trunks were taken off by him without realizing it. I also helped him take off the swimming trunks. The already thick big cock jumped out tremblingly and swayed in front of my eyes.
My husband slowly sat in the sea water, pressing his hands back against the ground, and he looked at me with a smile, because it was up to me to complete the next thing: I slowly sat on his lap, straightened the hot big cock with one hand, and pointed it at the entrance of my vagina. Just when I was still considering whether having sex in the sea water was clean and hygienic, my body couldn't help but sit down slowly. My husband's huge glans separated my labia and squeezed into my vagina...
... Looking at my husband's ridiculous look, I also took the initiative. It was already evening and others couldn't see us clearly.
I was rising and falling my body, shaking my buttocks, and my husband's big cock kept running through my vagina: full, hard, hot, and refreshing...
I looked at my husband's eyes in protest and vented my desires quickly. I could see the sea water around my body being waved by my ups and downs, or my breasts were constantly shaking, or changing various shapes under the kneading of my husband's big hands...
Gradually, the pleasure in the lower body became stronger and stronger, and my husband's big cock became harder and hotter.
I know that my vagina is already filled with liquid, but I can't tell whether the liquid is my vaginal fluid or the sea water that is poured into it... In short, when my husband's big cock squeezed in, I seemed to be able to feel the sound of puff, puff... when the liquid was squeezed...
I could imagine how lewd the place where my husband and I were connected to each other... I finally reached orgasm. I hugged my husband tightly, and my husband also hugged me tightly. My breasts were tightly pressed by his chest, leaving no gap...
My buttocks were pressing down desperately, and my husband's big cock was pushing up desperately. When I finally let out a refreshing moan, my husband also reached orgasm: the hot cock that had reached the greatest extent of erect, squeezed into the depths of my vagina, and the huge glans separated the mouth of my uterus, and then began to erupt violently. There was cool sea water around me, but my husband's hot semen in my body. The two completely different feelings made me feel like I was ascending to the immortal...
Too unforgettable!Too exciting!
After writing this, I have completely returned to the situation at that time. I feel my body excited with my words, my genitals excited with my description, and I marry myself who became a woman to the north... I am also my former self.
I don’t know whether I am lucky or happy?
At this time, I was intoxicated by my happy honeymoon. I secretly swear that after I go back, I must write down all the romantic time of this month, including every detail and every feeling: I want to carefully outline the shape of my husband's big cock in the north, I want to describe every move of my love with the north, and I also want to describe the feeling of the big cock in my body... This will definitely be an exciting honeymoon autobiography, which will make countless men and women feel exciting and excited...
At this moment, I even wanted to post this autobiography to the website so that more people can share my joy... Of course, this is just a fantasy.
We, who were newlywed, have not even recovered from the passion of the previous night. As husbands, the north of the north, hugged his petite wife in his arms, wrinkled my ears and wrinkled me.
I snuggled in the arms of the north like a gentle little wife. Listening to the north constantly saying sweet words, I let out a silver bell-like laugh from time to time, which occasionally attracts the attention of passengers around me.
I didn't understand these passengers much. My heart was filled with joy. I really couldn't control my joy. I could only apologize to the passengers around me with a smile.
Fortunately, we were in the first-class warehouse. There were not many passengers, and many of them were foreigners who seemed overly enthusiastic. When we learned that this was a newlywed couple, we all returned the bride's complacent behavior with an understanding smile. Even under the leadership of a warm man, we all expressed our blessings to the newlyweds with applause.
I was so shy that I was so embarrassed by the applause that I couldn't help but bury my face in the arms of the north. I had an inexplicable idea. If these applauded passengers knew that the man I married was the same as me, what expression would we have?
If I tell us again, what expressions would they have if my pussy still remained in my vagina last night when I was ejaculated in the semen I used to ejaculate in it?
They will be excited!
I seemed very excited throughout the flight journey, and all kinds of weird thoughts emerged one after another, and I felt full of desire.
For some reason, I really want to have sex with the North now. I really want to hug him naked. I really want to keep sucking his big cock and then let him spray his thick, hot semen in his little mouth. I also really want him to insert his big cock into my pussy to fill the emptiness, and finally fill his seeds full of descendants without reservation.
But I also know that this is unlikely, and I can't do these crazy things in broad daylight.
I could only endure the torment of lust. My lower body was so itchy that itchy that it kept secreting honey. The honey continued to penetrate my underwear and my jeans... I really believed that the seat I was sitting in had been soaked in a large area with my love juice.
What a shame!
Even if it will not be discovered on the spot, it will eventually be discovered by the flight attendants. I will become our new chat topic. From then on, another classic story will appear in the flying club: the newlyweds’ honeymoon trip, the lewd bride’s love fluid is everywhere... The plane finally landed and the destination has arrived. In the luxurious presidential suite of the five-star hotel in Paris, I once again got up with the north, entangled enthusiastically, moaned happily, and throbbed happily... The newlyweds spread the enthusiasm of the newlyweds throughout the bedroom without hesitation, which also means the official beginning of our honeymoon.
France, Spain, Greece, the Netherlands, Britain, Italy... As newlyweds, our footprints are covered with many beautiful and romantic countries in Europe, and we have also left our love in these places...
During the day, we visit and visit these picturesque European cities or countrysides, leaving our beautiful figures everywhere; at night, we look for various romantic places to engage in a romantic couple life.
There are traces of our love in the hotel, by the sea, on cars, on yachts...
...The city we came to today is Nice City, France.I am located on the beautiful Mediterranean Sea, a famous coastal city in France and a famous Costa del Blue in Europe.We stayed in this place for five days, and my husband was always reluctant to leave here, and even wanted to stay here for a long time... Humph, how could I not know his little bit of fun?It’s all because there are so many beauties on the beach there, and they are all naked in tops, and many of them are even naked...
While I was writing a diary, I recalled the way I saw these scenes in the north at that time, and couldn't help but feel happy and jealous. I continued to write:
Those European women are indeed very beautiful, but am I not more beautiful?So Ah, men are lustful. No matter how good he treats you, they always have evil thoughts when they see other beauties.
...The beach in Nice stretches out to both sides along Angel Bay, and the beautiful blue Mediterranean bay is beautiful and charming.The sea water here is very clean and looks very blue.The blue sea and the white waves complement each other, making them extremely beautiful.The 3-kilometer-long Anglu Street along the coast is covered with flowers and palm trees. The sea breeze blows and the sun shines brightly, making people feel relaxed and happy.
While I was describing this beautiful bay, my mind kept popping up with those vivid scenes.
Actually, I like this place very much, of course not because there are men and women who don’t wear clothes, but because it is full of sunshine and vitality, which can make people feel comfortable and cheerful. I have made an agreement with the north and will come here often for vacation in the future: we two, and maybe we will have our children in the future.
...This is a large bay. Looking around, there are bright sunshine, the sky of the blue, the turquoise sea water, the golden sand... In the distance, there are many various private yachts moored on the bay.The beautiful, fashionable, luxurious and grand yachts also form another beautiful scenery here... The idea of renting a yacht to go to sea was formed in my mind at this time.When I talked to the north, he agreed without hesitation... I smiled and complained to him: It's just a month's honeymoon, I don't want to waste my time on these things.
I wrote with a shy smile that although I could take out the money, I did not tell the North that it actually owned. Of course I knew that it was just that the North was spending the honeymoon on regaining its dignity as a man.
I told him that I had won the lottery, so I should pay for my honeymoon money, and this was my wish at that time.
...The beach in summer is definitely a place with all its charm. The sea water is green and clear, the sand is small and white. When you walk barefoot on the beach, you will feel that you are in contact with hard and elastic fine sand. They seem to have a powerful suction force to absorb all the unpleasant feelings in your body. After walking, you will feel that your heart has been washed and extremely comfortable... The waves gently slapped the shore, and when the cold sea water brushed past your feet, the refreshing feeling surged into your heart again... What's more magical is that the seagulls here are not afraid of people! From time to time, you can see three or five seagulls walking happily on the beach, carving the food on the beach.
...Of course, the most attractive thing to us foreign tourists are those naked men and women.
Before we arrived in France, the tour guide told me that Nice Beach was the only beach in France that allows women to be naked, and we were prepared for this.
But when we arrived here, we were still shocked by what we saw!
The entire beautiful beach is full of naked men and women. Some of us are lying on the beach and basking in the sun freely, some are chasing each other and smiling happily, and some are sitting on the beach talking about love... The beach is full of spring.
...What's abominable is that my lustful and stinky husband, as soon as he arrived at the beach, looked at the half-naked beauties with no clothes and no longer paid attention to me.But it’s no wonder that those beauties have really good figures: their proud and firm breasts, thin and tall waists, round and upright buttocks, and long plump thighs outline our soft and graceful curves... and with their long golden hair flowing freely in the wind, even if you walk a few steps on the sea, you can add infinite charm and temptation.
As I wrote this, I paused for a moment. Who said that only men like beauties? Women actually like beauties too.
I couldn't help but look at the beauties carefully like many female tourists. I was comparing the difference between me and us. Foreign women may have a more toned figure, but their skin was much worse than those of Asian women.
...Those beauties are not as good as me, this is what my husband said.He was so timid that he dared to pull my T-shirt out of his jeans in broad daylight, then reached out his big hand and grabbed my breasts directly... I was shocked and felt that this was inappropriate, but he stopped resisting without struggling for a few times...
Although I was a man, when I thought of this, I couldn't help but blush on my face. The pleasure and the feeling of having sex at that time were so stimulating that I couldn't suppress myself. I didn't want to resist at all, but I didn't dare to indulge in such an occasion with the north. I could feel the vaginal fluid in my body had already poured out like a spring, and it had even soaked my jeans shorts.
I found that since I married North, I seemed to be becoming more and more sensitive and even lustful...
Fortunately, the bad guy didn't take the opportunity to take off my T-shirt. He just pulled me down on the beach, hugged me in his arms, and began to kiss me gently... Kissing in front of everyone was a warm and shy thing, but my husband's gentleness gradually relaxed, and I also hugged his neck to repay his tenderness... In fact, this is my fault. Since we love each other, what's wrong with expressing love to each other in public?Now even junior high school students and even elementary school students dare to hold hands and kiss Ah in the public hall.In this way, I gradually relaxed my heart....It was always difficult for me to resist his temptation. In the afternoon, I was finally convinced by my husband and changed into a swimsuit with him.Although the North is not particularly paying attention to the stage, his muscles are still developed. In addition, he is tall and elegant, and he is not at a disadvantage compared to those Westerners. I also feel a sense of pride in my heart... Unlike a few Japanese, who are short and fat, ugly, but they keep horny and want to talk to those half-naked beauties, but they are rejection and disgust... Hahaha, I am so happy to see it.
My husband asked me to change into a red three-point swimsuit. The two small pieces of cloth could not cover my plump and towering breasts at all, and it was translucent. I lowered my head and looked at it, and I could clearly see the two huge nipples on the two pieces of cloth... What's even more fatal was the fig leaf below, which seemed to have only three lines, and even my vagina could not be completely covered... This was the first time I put on such exposed clothes and exposed them to other men, and I felt very uncomfortable all over.
I half-jokingly blamed my husband and asked him why he asked me to wear such an exposed swimsuit, and was not afraid of being eaten by other men... But my husband smiled and told me to see how many women wear more on the entire beach?
The characteristic of this beach is that women can wear naked and don’t care too much about each other. If you wear too much, it will easily attract others’ attention.
The words from the north made me feel a little calmer.
I observed the people on the beach again and found that what he was saying was right. Those women in supreme clothes showed their wonderful bodies in nature without hesitation, without any shame.
This is our own body. We want them to face nature more directly and absorb the essence of heaven and earth more directly. There is nothing wrong with this... After thinking about this, I gradually opened my heart.
...My husband suggested that I experience the feeling of being buried in the sea sand, and I agreed.
It is better to let him focus on me than to let him observe the beauty everywhere.
With the help of my husband, my whole body was buried in the fine sea sand... The feeling was really great: the soft, moist and warm fine sand automatically massaged every inch of my skin at the slowest speed, allowing me to relax all over my body, from inside to outside...
I looked up at the sky, and a few white clouds were floating in the blue sky; I looked down at the sea, and the sea surface in the distance was dotted with white sails; I looked at the north, but he threw himself on me with a smirk... As we have happened countless times, my husband pressed on me and kissed me, completely ignoring this was a public place.
The heavy burden, the warm kiss, the sound of waves in my ears... made me gradually feel a wild feeling of returning to nature.
Didn’t our ancestors fall in love and unite in such a place where the sky is quilt and the earth is bed?
The pleasure of indulgence made me warmly repay the north, and the desire in my body gradually burned.
However, the constraints of my hands, feet and even my body made me unable to move. The passive kissing was like being raped... Hehe, I was raped, I was raped by my hateful husband... Actually, I really want to try the feeling of being raped. Of course, I can only rape me from the north. I really want to feel how it feels like to have sex passively when I can't resist... My face turned red, and I don't know why I suddenly had such a perverted idea.
...My husband's movements are getting bigger and bigger, and I really feel a little breathless.
What I felt most unbearable was that the tiny sand was constantly squeezed into my clothes by the heavy body in the north, and some of them were actually squeezed into my lower body bit by bit. The hard particles mixed with the vaginal fluid I secreted, constantly rubbing against the inner wall of my vagina. The itchy and crisp feeling was really wonderful and uncomfortable.
I could clearly feel my vagina subconsciously contracting, trying to squeeze the hateful foreign object out of my body, but this feeling became stronger and stronger. I suddenly couldn't help but moan...
My husband's movements suddenly stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He asked me with a smirk, why I moaned.
What a bad husband!
When I told him that I was so uncomfortable that I moaned because the sand had entered my vagina, he actually burst into laughter.
For a moment, I felt all my eyes looking at our place, which made me so embarrassed that I closed my eyes.
...As the sky gradually darkened, the temperature of the sea water became cooler.
The people basking in the sun on the beach have already left, and the rest are young men and women.
My husband and I were lying on the beach chair, looking at the beautiful sunset.
Suddenly, my husband pointed at the beach and asked me to see it.
Following my husband's pointing, I was stunned: there were many young people naked on the beach, including men and women!
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, each of us was like a golden light. We were chasing each other, hugging each other, playing with each other, and having a different scene on the beach than during the day... Those women were running without any worries, their huge breasts shaking up and down on their chests, long hair flowing in the wind and the bright smiles on women's faces were enough to make any man look at them...
Of course, there are things that we women see, and they are not inferior at all.
Those who play with those naked women are those men who are also naked.
A tall figure, agile body, and strong muscles... are enough to make women all over the world obsessed with us.
What is even more amazing is the thing hanging between our thighs, like big snakes, swinging around while running... It is a characteristic of men and a tool for us to conquer women.
Dear, do you want to take off this rag, without any restraint like us?
The North suddenly asked me and I noticed a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
I won’t take it off!I am yours, you are alone, and my body can only be seen by you alone.I answered.
Haha, it's really my good wife.So do you want me to take off?North asked me again.
In no mood.I answered firmly.
You are mine, I am alone, and your body can only be seen by me alone.
Obviously, my husband didn't expect me to answer like this. He was stunned for a while before he hugged me in his arms.
I looked up at his eyes and smiled and said: Good husband, no matter how many women you have had before, I won’t care about how many women you have been good to. I just hope that from the moment we got married, you can treat me well, I hope I am the woman you love the most, and you can treat me better than all women.
My husband didn't say anything, he just stared at my eyes gently for a while, and then pressed his wet and warm lips on my little mouth...
As I wrote this, my eyes became a little wet again.
I didn't want to completely tie the heart of the north, because this is unlikely, because which man is not lustful?
Under my husband's gentle and passionate kiss, I had completely released my lust. I no longer shy or shy: I no longer refuse the big hand in the north that stretched into my swimming trunks to touch the inner side of my thighs, nor refuse the big hand that pushed away the two small fig leafs on my chest and directly kneaded my breasts...
The pleasure of the body, the desire that keeps rising in the heart, and the awareness of putting aside all common thoughts in my mind made me completely intoxicated by my husband's caress, and soon entered the role: my arms tightly hooked my husband's neck, my little hand reached into my husband's swimming trunks and grabbed his buttocks, my little hand stroked his big cock through the thin swimming trunks, and I reached into his swimming trunks, while stroking his thick big cock, while gently caressing the two heavy scrotums...
We were surrounded by my moans and my husband's gasping... My husband's fingers even reached into my vagina, and some rough fingers rubbed against my clitoris, making me feel a strong stimulation and causing my vaginal fluid to gush out...
I even jumped onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist. While kissing him passionately, I pressed my itchy vagina against his big cock. I kept pressing down and moving my buttocks. I could feel my small swimming trunks being slowly pushed in by his huge glans. I could feel the outline and heat of his glans, and I could also feel it pushing away my labia bit by bit and inserting it into it...
Am I going to have sex with my husband in swimming trunks?
...My husband slowly couldn't stand this intense desire. While thrusting his big cock rhythmically, he bit my ear and said quietly: Good wife, I want you, let's do it here once.
After hearing my husband's words, I was not surprised or shy. In fact, I was already in a state of desire.
I smiled at him and said: Is it right here?This is a public place.
Unexpectedly, my husband smiled at me again, and did not speak, but instead slapped me and signaled me to look at the beach.
I turned my head again and looked at the beach, my day...
I exclaimed, and the scene in front of me shocked my mood again: the golden seaside is even more springy: there are many naked men and women, and we all devoted ourselves to the beautiful scenery of nature without any worries.
What's more, there are several couples who have started having sex in front of everyone: some of us are lying on the beach, and the woman is riding on the man, shaking her body up and down like a crazy female knight. Occasionally, we can see the straight cock of the man when the woman raises her buttocks; some are on the top of the woman, and the slender thighs are tightly wrapped around the man's waist, while the thick cock of the man rhythmically enters the woman's spread thighs; some are lying on the beach, raising my buttocks high, exposing my plump vagina to the eyes of my boyfriend to the greatest extent, and my boyfriend inserts his big cock into my vagina mercilessly and thrusts quickly; there is also a man holding his girlfriend, walking on the beach while having sex...
Dear, I forgot to tell you that this beach is also a famous sex holy place. At night, many lovers come here to have sex in public, enjoying this unrestrained and natural feeling of the wilderness... You see, there are more young men and women in the world who yearn for an unrestrained life.My husband said.
Good Ah, have you planned it for a long time?Instruct honestly.I felt jealous again.
My husband was stunned and couldn't speak, just smiling at me.
After a while, he said to me: Dear, we finally did it once. Do you dare to do it with me like we did?
I know my husband must have planned it for a long time last time. Although I was a little dissatisfied, his suggestions and the environment around me also made me bold. After all, I don’t have much reserved as a woman.
So I told the North:
If you dare not do anything, do it!
...After all, I can't resist the temptation of the north and desire, of course, this is also something I'm looking forward to: he and I really made love on that beach like those men and women.
Of course, we still couldn't be as open as we did. With my insistence, we came to a place with few people on the side of the beach and entered the sea.
The sea water is a little cool, but it cannot compete with our hot bodies. We are like a pair of ovens that constantly emit heat, even making the surrounding sea water heat up.
My husband first hugged my body into his arms, then kissed me. During his gentle kiss, my swimming trunks were taken off by him without realizing it. I also helped him take off the swimming trunks. The already thick big cock jumped out tremblingly and swayed in front of my eyes.
My husband slowly sat in the sea water, pressing his hands back against the ground, and he looked at me with a smile, because it was up to me to complete the next thing: I slowly sat on his lap, straightened the hot big cock with one hand, and pointed it at the entrance of my vagina. Just when I was still considering whether having sex in the sea water was clean and hygienic, my body couldn't help but sit down slowly. My husband's huge glans separated my labia and squeezed into my vagina...
... Looking at my husband's ridiculous look, I also took the initiative. It was already evening and others couldn't see us clearly.
I was rising and falling my body, shaking my buttocks, and my husband's big cock kept running through my vagina: full, hard, hot, and refreshing...
I looked at my husband's eyes in protest and vented my desires quickly. I could see the sea water around my body being waved by my ups and downs, or my breasts were constantly shaking, or changing various shapes under the kneading of my husband's big hands...
Gradually, the pleasure in the lower body became stronger and stronger, and my husband's big cock became harder and hotter.
I know that my vagina is already filled with liquid, but I can't tell whether the liquid is my vaginal fluid or the sea water that is poured into it... In short, when my husband's big cock squeezed in, I seemed to be able to feel the sound of puff, puff... when the liquid was squeezed...
I could imagine how lewd the place where my husband and I were connected to each other... I finally reached orgasm. I hugged my husband tightly, and my husband also hugged me tightly. My breasts were tightly pressed by his chest, leaving no gap...
My buttocks were pressing down desperately, and my husband's big cock was pushing up desperately. When I finally let out a refreshing moan, my husband also reached orgasm: the hot cock that had reached the greatest extent of erect, squeezed into the depths of my vagina, and the huge glans separated the mouth of my uterus, and then began to erupt violently. There was cool sea water around me, but my husband's hot semen in my body. The two completely different feelings made me feel like I was ascending to the immortal...
Too unforgettable!Too exciting!
After writing this, I have completely returned to the situation at that time. I feel my body excited with my words, my genitals excited with my description, and I marry myself who became a woman to the north... I am also my former self.
I don’t know whether I am lucky or happy?
At this time, I was intoxicated by my happy honeymoon. I secretly swear that after I go back, I must write down all the romantic time of this month, including every detail and every feeling: I want to carefully outline the shape of my husband's big cock in the north, I want to describe every move of my love with the north, and I also want to describe the feeling of the big cock in my body... This will definitely be an exciting honeymoon autobiography, which will make countless men and women feel exciting and excited...
At this moment, I even wanted to post this autobiography to the website so that more people can share my joy... Of course, this is just a fantasy.
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