Chapter 1 Recap

It all started with a THC gummy and a very bold suggestion from my wife, Autumn.

While lounging in our kitchen, she casually dropped the idea of us going to a nudist resort — completely bare, no hiding, total freedom. I tried to play it cool, but my insecurities came out fast. Extra weight, dad bod, the usual worries…

But Autumn? She wasn’t having any of it.

She teased me mercilessly, reassured me that she loves every inch of my “cushion,” and painted such a dirty, vivid picture of walking around naked together that I got painfully hard right there at the table.

By the end of the conversation, I was throbbing and told her:

“Autumn, my cock is starting to ache. I think you'd better show me how you plan to drain my energy in the hotel room.”

And that’s exactly where Chapter 2 picks up… and things get very spicy.

Chapter 2

Cumming Attractions

"Autumn, my cock is starting to ache. I think you'd better show me how you plan to drain my energy in the room at the resort."

Autumn’s eyes lit up with that wicked, THC-loosened hunger. She bit her lower lip, her short, messy ginger hair falling across one eye as she stood up from the kitchen table. Without a word, she rounded the table and slid onto Adam’s lap, straddling him so her round ass settled heavily against his thighs. The thin fabric of her sundress did almost nothing to hide the heat radiating from her trimmed ginger pussy.

“Mmm, is that right?” she purred, grinding slowly against the hard bulge straining in his jeans. “Poor baby. All worked up just thinking about me naked in public…”

Adam groaned, his hands instinctively gripping her soft hips, fingers sinking into the generous curves of her ass. At 58, his body wasn’t what it used to be—his stomach pressed warmly against her—but the way Autumn looked at him made him feel like the only man in the world.

She leaned in and kissed him deeply, her tongue tasting faintly of the fruity gummy. When she pulled back, her small tits brushed against his chest, nipples already stiff. “Then let’s practice,” she whispered against his lips. “Right here. Right now.”

Autumn slipped off his lap and sank to her knees between his spread thighs. Her fingers made quick work of his belt and zipper, tugging his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his throbbing six-inch cock. It sprang up, thick and heavy, the head already glistening with precum.

“Look at you” she murmured appreciatively, wrapping her hand around the base. “So hard for me already.” She stroked him slowly, twisting her wrist just the way he liked, her gaze flicking up to meet his blue eyes. “Is this what’s going to be poking out at the resort if you keep staring at my bare ass all day?”

Before he could respond, Autumn leaned forward and took him into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked him down greedily, her lips stretching around his girth as her tongue swirled along the underside. Adam’s hand tangled in her messy ginger hair, guiding her rhythm as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each pass until her nose brushed his pubic hair.

That’s new, Adam thought. “Fuck, Autumn…” he growled, his fat stomach rising and falling with heavy breaths.

She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. “Not yet,” she teased, standing up and lifting up her sundress. She wasn’t wearing any panties. He could see dew on her pussy hair. Her inner lips were peeking out. She turned around, facing away from him, so he could appreciate her fantastic ass.

Adam’s cock twitched visibly at the sight.

Autumn backed up until she was hovering over his lap, then reached between her legs to guide his cock to her entrance. She sank down slowly, inch by inch, letting out a long, satisfied moan as he filled her. “God, you feel so good,” she breathed, her ass settling fully against his thighs.

She began to ride him right there in the kitchen chair—slow and deep at first, then faster, her round ass bouncing with each downward thrust. The wet sounds of her pussy sliding up and down his cock filled the room. Adam reached around and cupped her small tits, pinching her nipples while she fucked herself on him.

“That’s it,” he groaned, thrusting up to meet her. “Ride my cock, hon. Show me how you’re going to wear me out before we even step outside at that resort.”

Autumn’s head fell back against his shoulder, her messy ginger hair tickling his face. “Every… single… day,” she gasped between bounces. “I’ll drain these balls dry so you can walk around that beach soft and relaxed… while I’m dripping your cum down my thighs under the sun.”

The dirty promise almost pushed Adam over the edge. She varied the angle and speed, grinding and bouncing with renewed intensity, her round ass slapping rhythmically against his thighs as she milked his throbbing cock with her tight, soaking wet pussy.

When he couldn't hold out anymore, he gripped her hips tighter, pulling her down hard as he came deep inside her, thick ropes of cum flooding her pussy. Autumn cried out, grinding through her own orgasm, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around him.

They stayed like that, panting, his softening cock still buried inside her.

They caught their breath and were still cuddling in the chair. Adam stroked her messy ginger hair and asked with a lazy, satisfied grin:

“Autumn… how did you learn to deep throat like that? You’ve gotten really good.”

Autumn let out a soft, wicked little laugh and turned her head to look at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She bit her lip for a second like she was debating how honest to be.

“Well…” she purred, tracing a finger down his chest, “a wife has to have some secrets, doesn’t she?”

She leaned in closer, her voice dropping into that sultry tone again.

“But since you asked so nicely… I’ve been practicing. There’s a thick, realistic dildo hidden in the back of my dresser drawer — the one shaped almost exactly like your cock. I’ve been using it when you’re at work or when I wake up horny in the middle of the night. I’ve been training my throat on it for months now, imagining it was you.”

She kissed the side of his neck and whispered hotly against his ear:

“I wanted to be able to take every inch of you without gagging… so when I finally get you somewhere like that nudist resort, I can drop to my knees in our room and worship this cock properly — no matter how hard you get from seeing me naked all day.”

Autumn turned her head and kissed him lazily. “So… about that nudist resort,” she whispered with a satisfied smile. “Still nervous?”

End of Chapter 2