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your bedtime pleasures even more exciting. Charity ran her flat
iron through the last piece of blonde hair and then
unplugged the device. She rubbed the ends of her hair
with some conditioning oil, reached for her perfume, and gave
herself an all over sprits. The new Chanel scent had
been a birthday present from her husband. Last month. Marcus
had also brought her a new outfit, and she slipped
it on. Now a glittery pink skirt, pink block heels,
and a white crop top that hooked her large breasts
very snugly. Charity twirled in the mirror just as Marcus
reappeared from the hotel room's bathroom. Wow, he said, letting
out a low whistle. My little airhead looks so hot tonight.
Charity giggled and beamed at him as Marcus took her hand.
They were on their yearly beach vacation, although they had
chosen a difference smaller beach this summer. The hotel was
right next to the boardwalk, which offered lots of different
bars and restaurants. Outside in the humid air, Marcus led
Charity to the bar that was practically right behind their hotel.
She loved the feeling of being ogled at, of having
people stare as she walked by. Sure, maybe it was shallow,
but especially when they were on vacation, there was a
different air to the ogling. She knew she looked good,
that her hair, makeup and outfit were impeccable. I don't
think this is your typical beach bar, said Marcus, squeezing
his wife's hand as he caught his first glimpse of
the place. The sand Castle was very much not a
regular bar. The two of them walked through the group
of couples who were making out and having sex on
the very lounge chairs that surrounded the small indoor pool
area in the center of the room. It was designed
to look like a lagoon, and as Charity and Marcus
took to an empty chair, the lights on the ceiling
began to change colors. Music started to play as Marcus
began to kiss Charity, his mouth connecting to her plump,
glossy lips. This is like the funnest bar ever, chimed Charity,
grinning at Marcus as he pulled up her shirts so
that her breasts were exposed. He smiled back at her,
said something that Charity couldn't hear over the thumping base,
and began to suck on her nipples. Charity moaned, fully
aware that everyone was looking at her and her large breasts.
They were fake and and in her opinion, perfect. Charity
giggled again, pushing her hands through Marcus's hair. It was
still thick and wavy, despite being streaked with gray these days.
Her back pulled away from the lounge chair as the
green light flashed over her face. Her lips pursed in pleasure.
People milled around them, the sounds of moans filtering over
the gentle noise of the water in the middle of
the room. They had gone to a swinger's resort before,
but it had been years ago, and it hadn't been
so spontaneous like this. Still, Charity felt right at home.
As Marcus slid down the lounge chair until he was
reaching up underneath her skirt to pull down her underwear.
It was a whisper of a thought, pretty much with
bejeweled bows on either side. Charity moaned, Oh baby, she cried,
this pussy needs you. Marcus let out a low growl
as he sank against her clit. Her barely there skirt
was bunched up around her waist as Marcus spread her
legs nice and wide. Charity let her head roll to
the side and saw a curvy brunette woman in the
neighboring chair began to bounce up and down on her
man's cock. She loved the way the woman was staring
at her, eyeing her tits like she had never seen
such a perfect pair before. Perhaps she hadn't. Charity turned
her attention back to Marcus as he picked up speed
with his tongue. She moaned louder and louder until she
was finally getting off her orgasm, making her tanned body
shake from head to toe. Her thighs shook as Marcus
kept licking her. When Marcus sat up, he licked his
lips and got to his feet. Charity watched with a
wide gaze as her husband pulled his cock out of
his shorts. He stood beside Charity and watched as her
lips opened up. She angled her face to give him
a dough eyed expression as she began to lick the
under side of his cock. Um Ah, fuck yes, Marcus groaned.
Charity got great satisfaction knowing how much she could please
her husband the way that he did her. After years
of marriage, the spark still had and fizzled, and she
hoped it never would. She began to lick the head
of his cock, tasting the beads of wet moss there.
He gently guided her face down his length, and she
moaned as she sank lower. The sound vibrated against his shaft,
making Marcus's noises grow louder. Then Charity worked her puffy
bimbo lips with even more enthusiasm. She sucked in her
cheeks and bobbed her face all the way from the
thick head of his cock to the long base, expertly
taking all of it without gagging. She practiced a lot
with Marcus and now felt like she was a deep
throat queen. She glanced over to see that the brunette
was now bent over the back of the lounge chair
while her man plucked her from behind. Charity loved the
feeling of being watched, which wasn't so surprising considering her
bimbo kink. With the woman's eyes glued to the action,
Charity sucked Marcus's cock so intensely and slappily that drool
spilled out from her lips. It dangled down from her mouth.
Marcus gently guided her with a hand on the back
of her head, pushing her face all the way to
the base. Finally, Marcus pulled back. Into Charity's surprise, he
tugged her shirt back over her breasts. She let out
a surprised little laugh as Marcus straddled her and shoved
his cock underneath her shirt in between her tits. The
shirt was so skimpy that she could look down and
see the wet head of his cock peeking out from
the collar. Spit on it, he ordered, and Charity did
just that. His cock was soaked as he fucked her tits,
sliding faster and faster while Charity moaned and kept urging
him to come. Finally, Marcus's eyes bugged out. His groans
were carried away by the loud music, but Charity could
still faintly hear them as his cum shot out from
the head of his cock and coated her chest. It
dripped over her collar bone and then between her tits.
As Marcus slowly pulled back his cock, he pumped a
few more times, smearing the come there, which felt deliciously raunchy.
He stared down at Charity, disbelief written all over his face.
He looked around as if to say, did you all
get a good load of this? Before leaning down to
kiss his wife. A towel suddenly flew through the air,
and Charity realized that the brunette had tossed it their direction.
It's clean, the woman said, well not for long, I suppose.
Charity laughed as Marcus cleaned her tits, the biggest and
best feature of Charity's bimbo body.
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