Aurélie and Eric, a twenty-five-year-old bride, are on their honeymoon in the south of France. They rent a small house with a courtyard, overlooking a path that borders the beach. Eric devotes himself to the pleasure of fishing, while his wife is bathing. It's five o'clock when they come back from the beach.Eric settles down in the garden furniture to clean his fishing rods, while Aurélie spreads out the swimsuits she has just rinsed. She is simply dressed in a sarong.Eric admires his young and lovely wife placed right in front of him. He advances a hand, lifts the sarong, and strokes Aurélie's still white buttocks.Without wondering if they are safe from prying eyes, Eric slips a hand between his wife's legs.-Hey, what are you doing, it's not okay.-Hum, my darling, but your little pussy is all wet ... -Well yes, I just rinse myself, Aurélie answers.Eric pulls on the sarong and lays his wife on his knees. In the action, the light garment falls to the ground. Aurélie finds herself completely naked, in a rather uncomfortable position.Eric starts to stroke her. First the breasts, not very big, but very firm. Then the hand slides lower, between the thighs. A finger plays with the intimate lips, then penetrates the pussy.-Stop, growls Aurélie, look as I am, legs apart.-Do not like, I feel that you wet there, and do not tell me that it is the shower.-You know it bastard, answers Aurélie, it's your fault if she gets wet. Come on, let's go to bed.-Why, continues, we are not well outside, the weather is so beautiful today.- Enough, ah… ah… you're going to make me cum… imagine if someone sees us out of the way.-But it is necessary that everyone benefits from it. You are so beautiful naked.And what had to happen happened. A young retiree who passed by there, attends the scene. This man, in his sixties, is very attractive, despite his white hair. He clearly sees Eric's fingers, going in and out of Aurélie's pussy.-You are right children, said the man, take advantage of it, time flies so quickly.Then you are so young. I would like to relive it all, but my wife is no longer there.Neither one nor two, Eric folds the wrists of his wife behind the back, and pushes her forward, to the fence. Aurélie tries to resist, but is not strong enough.-Approach small, let me put a finger on you, said the stranger.- You hear my darling, smiles Eric, the gentleman wants to scratch your little pussy.-But it's not going, complains Aurélie, please my love, stop this game… we just got married… -But we have our whole life ahead of us, continues Eric. Come on, let yourself go. I will support you my dear, you will tell me all what he does in my ear, you will?-You're a bastard, barely a week of marriage, and you want to give me to someone else.Slowly, Aurélie is pushed towards the gate. Already, the stranger's hand has passed through the bars, ready to pick the fruit of the young woman. There, it's done. Aurélie gives a long sigh, turns her head, puts her arms around her husband's neck, whispers in his ear.-Oh my darling, what a bastard. He stuck two fingers in my little pussy… he's jerking me off… um… he's exciting my little button… my god it's good… -You see, said Eric, enjoy yourself my darling. I am here to support you.Indeed, the very experienced man, wanks Aurélie's pussy, while the thumb fingers the small button out of its hiding place. The young woman is totally offered.Aurélie moans more and more, her breathing quickens. Suddenly, knowing that he is, the strang ...

... Log in to read the end of this erotic story | 100% free registration