He asked me to fuck his wife.

This is my first story. I hope you like it. I'm a gym guy, but no exaggeration, normal athletic body. Tall, green eyes, beard, I can't complain about my appearance.
One day I went to sunbathe on the beach and saw a scene that caught my attention. A beautiful woman, apparently young, taking pictures with a digital camera, of those old 10 megapixels. I thought it was weird. Nobody uses these cameras anymore. Anyway, she was with a guy who looked like her father. She's skinny, looking twenty-something, small breasts, a pretty ass, pretty face, long, light hair. Him, half bald, hairy chest, low.
Eventually he walked away and disappeared. And she went on with the pictures and then she started coming towards me. He greeted me and I thought I was looking too much and I ended up getting her attention. But it wasn't gratifying. I just asked her to take pictures of her, which I also thought was weird, and I got suspicious. I just didn't know exactly what.
Don't take this the wrong way, I'm no saint, but I don't have a perverted mind that thinks everyone's thinking about "evil" all the time. Anyway, we started talking, and suddenly the guy came. He was a couple. They were in town for a walk, they had come from far away. I live in SC and they were from GO or MT, I don't remember. Talk, talk comes and they asked about the nude beach that's here in the region. Then I said that I had already visited once and explained how it worked, that there was a separate side for couples and women and another side for singles and asked if they went there to meet.
They said not because they were a little scared. And I wouldn't give you any more time because they were leaving the next day. They didn't know anything about the city, so I made an invitation. You said you'd take them for a walk. They went to the hotel to change and we went. To shorten, after eating a snack and talking (until then everything normal) we went for a walk on the riverside. They wanted to take pictures again. Now she's on his lap. Yeah. And then things started getting weird for me.
He asked if she didn't want to take a picture with me. Even though I think it's weird, I said it's okay. Then he suggested she sit on my lap. Even weirder, but I did. Next picture: he asked if she could kiss me. She made me look shy, and she said she'd be okay if I did, but I should have a girlfriend. I was single at the time, and I fucked up. I kissed her and he took pictures. I thought, man, I really am crazy. Besides picking up the guy's wife, you still have evidence.
It was weird, different. I can't say good or bad. Then they wanted to leave and I thought: I'm free, it's good for crazy for today. You're reading it. You might think it's normal, but it was new to me. I've never fantasized or considered that kind of situation. I left them at the hotel and they asked me up. Then I replied: “I think you are too modern for me. I prefer to go home.” The guy said he wanted to explain the situation and told me the following story.
They were married eight years ago and they had a baby. Sex was no longer the same and the very conservative family repressed them both. And they would take pictures with a digital pen because if the evangelical family saw any pictures of bikinis on the Internet, they would think it was absurd. Their coming to the beach was an escape and an opportunity to spice things up. Well, he also said it'd be the first time they've bothered to do that. That's what, you must be asking. He said he wasn't gay, that he wouldn't touch me. But they thought I was cute, and that it would be a gift to his wife, who married a virgin. They had already done so, but in the case, he had eaten a girl while she was watching. And now it was her turn. He insisted I come up to talk more and insisting I ended up going.
Coming into his room, not knowing what to do, he said he was going to take a shower. She kept talking to me and asked if she could sit on my lap. I did. Then she asked if she could kiss me and then I was there, I kissed her with all my will. Because she was very pretty. A lot of tongue, a wet kiss, me with a hard dick and she's already passing her hand on my body, took me to bed and things started to warm up. Suddenly the guy comes out of the bathroom wrapped in the towel, grabs the camera and starts filming. I wasn't even calling anymore. I took her shirt off, sucked those pink titties and went down kissing her belly by pulling her pants down. I fell in my mouth on that nice little pussy while the horn was shooting everything up close, away, up on the side. He then begins to make suggestions about what to do with it. I grabbed my dick and I rubbed it in the driveway of that cute little pussy and she just moaned.
I finally stuck my dick real slow so she could feel every inch. The more anxious, the slower I did it, and after a few seconds I accelerated every little stick she came. Her husband asked me to turn her over. I turned and kept eating as he came with the camera under it. I felt like a fifth-rate porn star. I couldn't get too comfortable, but I wasn't bothered enough to lose my boner.
Then she wanted to come over and flip on my dick, but despite her married years, I found it a little shy. She wasn't a slut. I just wanted to try a different dick from that guy who looked like her father. We continued for a while and ours, if it were today I would have enjoyed it more. She ended up giving me a blowjob with a hot little bitch until I cum on her titties. And while I was resting, she played her husband until he came.
Work done, I greeted them both and went home like a business transaction. I felt kind of dirty, but I think it's just the way we're repressed by society anyway.
A few days later, she texted me to go to their town. That they wanted to find another girl to play with us. I ended up getting scared of the story, blocked contact and never talked again. But it's nice to have a story to tell. If she wanted to have sex again without the cuckold around, I'd do it without thinking twice.