This story is the first one marked with (F), so we, at happy pi, deem it necessary to elaborate on its meaning. In stories rated (F), you might come across some fantasy themes or imaginative scenes. These scenarios are ones that the Christian couple find interesting to think about or discuss, but they actually do not seek or engage in them. This is an experimental change, but we hope to recognize that not everyone will feel burdened by real-life temptations and do the things they fantasize about, allowing them to freely pretend to each other without committing crimes.
Even so, F-grade stories are still not taken seriously. They may contain some dialogues, as if the events were real, but the narrative will clearly indicate that this is just an imaginative game between the couple. However, if you find it hard to accept that sexual topics with your spouse might involve forbidden scenarios, then it's best to skip the stories with this note.
My husband finally managed to persuade me to shave off all the hair below my neck, leaving not a single hair between my legs. Now he is planning to take me to a resort with a swimming pool and a beach, where there are free-access swimming pools and beaches. All the last bit of hair on my body has been shaved off, so I need to buy a swimsuit. I don't know which option is scarier for me. Maybe we can compromise and I'll just go completely naked? -- Completely naked? ！ What am I saying? But, we need to find a bikini. I haven't worn a bikini in a generation.
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When checking in, a young lady in a sexy floral dress told us that the storm had caused most of the guests to be delayed in checking in for a day. We would enjoy most of the facilities. Not long after, my husband convinced me with this reason. This was the first time I had worn a bikini. As the sun set, we walked around the courtyard in dim light. The garden was very beautiful. The front desk attendant was right. There were no other people around. The sign "You can wear whatever you like here" made my husband ask me to take off my top. He was very willing to help.
My chest was swaying back and forth, and the nipples gradually hardened in the cool night breeze. At that moment, we saw a hot tub. Well, more like a massage tub, with water bubbles coming out of the showerhead. After we got in, I felt much more comfortable just wearing my underwear. He took off his underwear and asked me to do the same.
"Take it one step at a time," I told him.
When the music started playing from the imitation rock speakers and the sound of running water filled our ears, we fully enjoyed this freedom. Kissing and caressing began to consume us.
"Do you mind if we continue our kiss?" A voice interrupted our kiss. The noisy music masked the arrival of a couple, who were probably about a dozen years younger than us. They quickly undressed and entered the other side of the vortex. Before I could even envy her firm breasts, his rapidly erect thick penis caught my attention. Staring at it might make me feel embarrassed, so I looked up at his gaze - only to find that his gaze was on my breasts! I had forgotten that they were freely floating, exposed, and clearly visible. My husband noticed this man's gaze and began to get hard too. Fear gave me a feeling of "wanting to escape", but covering up or running away might make me feel even worse.
The gurgling water flowed down below the nipple line and covered us. So when my husband moved my hand to his erect penis, I could hold him without being noticed. The hands of another couple were crossed, and it was obvious that they were pleasing each other while maintaining a very innocent conversation.
Then, the timer made a clicking sound, the spraying stopped, and the water became clear. The man's fingers moved over her body, and the hands of the two wives caressed her. These scenes suddenly became clearly visible.
We found some excuses to go back to our room. On the way, my husband said he couldn't wait to enter my body. We quickly climbed onto the bed, and the topic shifted to her firm breasts, his thick penis, and how seeing my nipples made him excited. We didn't need to take that little blue pill tonight. While slowly thrusting into me, he imagined that they were doing the same thing on another bed. His pace quickened.
"Come and reach out and touch it," he said. Then he ejaculated, filling me over and over again with his hot fluid. He handed me the booklet and asked me if I thought that was the place where we should go on vacation.