Horny Honeymoon : Part 2

Normally Ann and I don't get this wild as we did on the island, but when you are on your honeymoon, a long way from home, you can do as you feel, and we were relaxed and HORNY! Wanting a baby too. So we decided to just do as we feel. After being with another couple and having simultaneous orgasms in the ocean in front of the beach bums, we weren't embarassed at the idea anymore and found that our exitement can turn others on in their sex too. Its really when we opened up to just fucking each other, without alot of rules of when and how quiet, and where others were at. If we wanted each other, we took each other, and the more our bodies made each other cum, the more we wanted each other's bodies.

So the same afternoon that we fucked in the beach surf, Ann asked that we go where she could be fully natural as she took me inside her, so she could let my seed run out of her naturally without panties or bikini bottoms or dresses getting in the way. I wanted very much to see the aftermath of lovemaking on her bottom and thighs too. So we rented one of those plastic 2 seater canoes, grabbed some water bottles and snacks, and we both paddled away. No alcohol. First, we wanted my dick hard. Second, I already had Ann as horny as a woman could get, and feared the alcohol would have no positive effect, and maybe even put her to sleep when I wanted her pounding her clit against the base of my cock. Ann was not wearing her top since she developed confidence in the beauty of her bare breasts now, after seeing the men's bulge as she walked back to the beach after being fucked. This beach resort allowed topless women. But, Ann did bring her skimpy top along just in case we found a beach close to civilization that required clothing.

We found a very small, sandy beach - maybe ten meters long, nestled between some boulders, about four miles north/northeast of the Resort. The nearby ground was rocky and dry, with very little growing on the Northeastern portion of the island. It was the desert portion of the island, and the harsher Atlantic ocean was pounding this side of the island. However, that also meant it was not developed, leaving us to be truly alone. Ann pulled the strings on her bottoms, dropped her lower bikini onto the boat floor, stood up fully natural, and stepped out of the boat before me, standing with her hands on her hips, and her thighs well parted, showing off proudly her wide expanse of muff, and how swollen her pussy lips had already become at the thought of being fucked again. I pulled at my trunks, but took far longer to get out of them, as my cock was throbbing and long. She smiled and made a small low moan as she saw me stand up (in more ways than one )and get out of the canoe. We pulled the canoe up fully on shore (didn't want to lose all our clothes for a long walk back. LOL). She came to me, and we french kissed passionately as our hands found their way between the other's thighs.

She was as wet as I was hard. Her cunt lips were full and swollen and thus drawn widely apart. Her mouth was open and french kissing me too. Between kisses, I asked if she'd like to jump into my arms and wrap herself around me. Before I could finish my sentence her wide, full ass was in my hands, her arms around my neck, and my cock was starting the long slide into her tight, swollen, wet muff. She still had a bit of my early afternoon seed inside her, despite her earlier protests that her bikini bottoms weighed twice as much due being soaked with the weight of my seed. LOL. She pressed down on my shoulders as she bounced her full womanly bottom down my cock, pressing her full, rounded belly against mine. She then leaned back, interlocking her fingers behind my neck, as she pushed her pussy deeper onto my cock, taking in every millimeter of me inside of her. She moaned and screamed inside of two minutes, and I could only think that if this were our first fuck of the day, I could not have lasted to her first, full orgasm. She twisted and rocked and concorted her full body on mine for about three more minutes, coming rapidly with little time between, before we both became exhausted from the unsual use of our muscles. She slide off me at the end of her third climax, falling to the sand, and pulling me with her.

She suddenly pushed me back, laying me flat on my back in the warm sand as she swung one of her full curvy thighs over me. I got a quick glimse of her spread, swollen pussy lips, and how wet she was between her thighs after squirting three times on my hard cock. But before I could so much as comment, she was on top of me, strattling me and riding me like I was a horse being broken. Only it was her pussy that she wanted tamed, and it was very wild. I knew it would take me a very long time to subdue her pussy, and her desires. I was enthusiastically looking forward to this ride in the sand! She bounced, swayed, wiggled and jiggled, crying out, moaning, and even screaming at the height of each orgasm. Ann made the sexiest sounds when she came! She did not try to quiet her reactions to our lovemaking, since we were more alone than we've ever been when we fucked.

I lost track of the number of her climaxes, in part because she came so fast and in part because I was so hard and so thinking of making her womanly body pregnant. My two and one-half inch diameter, 7 inch long rod was pushing deeply into her pussy, now sopping with her own cum and exitement. As Ann bounced down on me, she spread her thighs ever wider, until she was doing the splits, and her knees were barely touching the sand, if at all. I felt strong pressure on my dickhead, and then a release, as Ann dropped even deeper onto me, screamed loudly in ecstacy, and then stopped. She had a look of complete fulfillment as I asked what we'd just done to get even more of me inside of her. She smiled with satisfaction and said "I knew you could do it! I just needed enough leverage at the correct angle, and my body weight was enough to force you in." Then she bounced some more on me lightly, keeping my arousal high, and my cock extra deep inside of her. I could feel the head of my cock tightly gripped, but a new sensation, and I one I rather liked.

I didn't know what she was talking about, and must have looked puzzled because she then said "You ARE going to make me pregnant, right?" I quickly answered "Of Course!" as we never use any form of birth control, even though she was 35. She bounced hard onto me, coming down a bit harder than the previous times, forcing me deeper inside her again, and said with a sexy, quivering, low slung pride in her voice, "Your dickhead is inside my womb now. Just give it to me . . . NOW!" I was shocked. I'd felt her opening before with my middle finger when she was on her back, legs drawn up, and knew, after the three kids before she'd met me, that it was somewhat open, about the same width as the tip of my middle finger. I'd even put my finger partially into her cervix once. But I never thought my relatively thick cock head would fit inside her womb! I told her I didn't know she could fit a cock inside her womb, and she giggled and said she didn't know before this afternoon that I could either! She then kissed me and said it was because I was so long and so hard. She also thought that somehow her numerous orgasms, which always make her womb open and spasm, opened her up enough to allow me access.

She continued to bounce and I thrust up to meet her demands, as she cried over and over again "Give it to me; give me your baby." It seemed like a forever, but it was probably only thirty seconds, before I came hard inside her womb. As she made me start to squirt, I gave her another orgasm too, making her womb spasm on my dickhead while my squirts filled her womb, her pussy muscles locked tight on my lower shaft, her bottom pressed tightly to my hips, holding her position as she felt me fill her with seed. When I'd given her my seed and caught my breath, l Iooked up at Ann, who was bent over me, also gasping, and told her, "Before we return to our resort tonight, you'll be carrying my baby." She smiled warm and bright at that thought, kissed me deeply, sat up, and said in a seductive voice, "With that much of your cum that deep in my womb, I've probably got twins!"

I looked up, laughing, and was startled to see a young woman in a light summer dress, looking over a rock at us. I've never fucked where someone could actually see us on land before, to my knowledge and my first reaction was a feeling of panic. My wife must have seen that in my face, because she whispered that she'd seem the girl watching us from behind the rock, as we were conceiving our child, and that it was OK. Ann seemed cool with it, and as I thought more on it, and on already being seen at the resort, I decided it was no big deal either. Ann whispered that the gal was probably just curious. She called up to her, while still nude and straddling me. The girl came down, near Ann's right side, and said in perfect British english, "Pardon me, but I heard your screams, and thought you might need assistance. I now see that isn't the case." She smiled a bit and turned her head away, as if she were about to leave. Ann, still sitting on me, as I lie on my back on the beach, said "Its OK, that was just me having orgasms while Jake made me pregnant. I didn't realize anyone was close enough to hear me when I conceived." The girl giggled a bit, turned back around, and asked coyly, "Did you really just make a baby?" To which Ann replied, "Yes, we did." She giggled again and apologized for interrupting our "intimacy". (I do love British talk). She got up to go again, but Ann reached out to her, touching her dark, slender, black arm, and said "What's your name?" The girl replied "Polly".

She was a short and pretty Carribean girl, with full heavy breasts like Ann's, a very narrow waist and flat tummy, and a wide bubble booty with full, curvy thighs. Ann then asked Polly how old she was, to which Polly replied 19. Ann asked where she was going, and the girl said she was just taking a walk, alone, to think over a problem. She seemed somewhat dejected. She told Ann she was not expecting to find anyone here, and that she'd come to be alone, as this was a rather private, remote place that she liked to call her own. Ann then asked an interesting question, particularly when you remember that she's still nude on top of me: "Would you like to talk about it with us?" The girl looked astonished at first, slowly shaking her head, then said, "Well, if you don't mind, as a matter of fact, I think I would like that very much." I think our openness, which must be evident from our nudity, allowed Polly to open up too. Ann acted like our lack of clothing was no big deal, and as a result, so did Polly. Ann told her to come closer and have a seat beside us in the sand. Polly pulled her light summer dress up a notch, and sat down next to us. I could not help but notice that Polly was braless, as her big chest giggled when she sat down. Ann told Polly to "spill it". I wasn't used to this boldness from Ann. It was a fascinating conversation, and great time, but that's another of many stories of our island fucking.