From Surf to Birth

This short story concerns a wife cheating with another man. There is however a deep-seated reason for her cheating, although there is no significant character development to explain her behaviour. It is not however a cuckold story, although I'm sure the usual haters will have trouble getting their pea size brains around that concept. However, be warned!

© go4itnow

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It was meant to be a holiday to get away from everything. To forget about the stress and endless worrying concerning our attempts to start a family. But that's not how it turned out.

Joanna and I had recently turned 30 and we had spent over two years trying to conceive our first child after five happy years of marriage. We had both got to the age of 28 when we decided that we were both financially secure and were ready to become a family. After 18 months of wonderful uninhibited sex, we had eventually gone to see a specialist to see why Joanna wasn't conceiving. After many tests it was found that I had a low sperm count, but Joanna on the other hand was as fertile as could be.

We arrived home from our last appointment with the specialist numb and disbelieving. How could this happen to us we asked ourselves? This was something that happened to other people, not to us. We had assumed it would be so easy to conceive a child. How wrong we were!

And so, we had decided to take a break, to have a holiday somewhere warm. Ten days relaxing and trying to forget about babies and all the heartache that we had endured over the last two years. We had come to this wonderful Spanish island in late September and the temperatures were still in the high twenties. The resort we had selected had a beach with over three miles of golden sand lapped by a wonderfully warm sea.

The beach was wonderfully hedonistic with many people shunning clothes altogether and Joanna was more than happy to go topless. I had to admit she looked fantastic in a skimpy bikini bottom which showed her hourglass figure to perfection. Her ample breasts were on full display whilst the skimpy fabric of her bikini bottom did little to hide or disguise the neatly trimmed dark brown bush that adorned her prominent mons Venus.

By the fifth day of our holiday, we were both starting to acquire a tan, but Joanna in particular had managed to get a light brown glow to her body. She had always loved the sea, and it was very difficult to keep her out of the water for any length of time. I must admit that I enjoyed watching her lithe form frolic and splash in the water. I also became aware that her lovely body was drawing the eyes and attention of a number of men, but I really couldn't blame them. After all she was quite a spectacle flaunting her athletic body to everybody.

On the sixth day when we went to the beach, we noticed that the wind had picked up and the waves were bigger than normal. This however didn't deter Joanna from going into the sea although I did feel compelled to keep an eye on her given the size of the waves. As careful as she was eventually the inevitable happened and she got knocked over by a big wave. I could see her on her knees trying to regain her senses from the thorough dousing she had received. Suddenly out of nowhere an athletic looking man strode into the water stretched out his arm and helped Joanna to her feet.

Wiping the salt water and wet hair from her eyes she gazed at the stranger who had so gallantly helped her. I could see her smiling at the stranger and then standing facing each other, I could see that they were both in conversation. After a few minutes the man pointed to the incoming waves and said something to Joanna. I have no idea what they were saying, but the man reached out his arm and took Joanna's hand and then the pair of them headed back into the waves.

I didn't know what to think as the stranger walked hand in hand into the waves with my wife. I could see the next big wave approaching them and wondered what was going to happen. As the wave broke on to the man, he pulled my wife close and held her as the wave washed across them. As I was trying to process all of this, the next wave was rapidly approaching and much to my amazement as it hit them, the man pulled Joanna towards him again and she lept on to him with her legs spread wide around his waist and her arms around his neck. At the same time, I could hear her shriek as the wave and surf crushed around them.

For a moment time seemed to stand still. There was Joanna embracing this man who was not her husband, with her athletic legs wrapped around his waist! With her hands around his neck, her wonderful breasts were mashed against his hairy chest. When the sea calmed briefly, I watched as my embarrassed wife tried to disentangle herself from the stranger. It was not lost on me however that as she unwrapped her legs from around his waist and slid off him, the stranger deliberately inserted his muscular thigh against her, and I could imagine that her skimpy bikini did nothing to lessen the sensation of her cunt rubbing against his muscular hairy leg as she slid off him.

Smiling as if nothing had happened, the stranger once again took Joanna by the hand and led her out of the sea. They just managed to beat the next incoming wave and emerged from the surf still hand in hand like a couple without a care in the world. I could see that Joanna had now regained some composure and breaking free from his hand was pointing to where I was sitting on the beach. They were clearly heading my way. As they approached, I could see them talking again and as they got closer, I could see that the man was probably in his forties or perhaps even fifties. Notwithstanding this I could see that he had a superb body. He had to be just over six feet tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. With muscular arms and legs, he was obviously very fit.

As they closed the last few meters towards me, I also couldn't help noticing the very prominent bulge in his swim costume. In fact, the wet stretchy fabric did little to cover or contain what was inside and it gave the impression of a bag of potatoes, the contents moving around as he walked along. My musings over his athletic body were interrupted by Joanna who said "James, you'll never guess what happened, I got knocked over by a wave and this hero, that is Pedro, rescued me."

"I know love, I watched your antics in the water with some amusement."

"Oh" replied my blushing wife, "It didn't mean anything, I was just scared by the waves suddenly and well, I leapt on Pedro in alarm."

Before I could answer, Pedro cut in, "I was glad to be of help. These waters can be quite rough and well I never like to see anyone in distress."

Yes, I thought to myself, especially an attractive bare breasted woman!

"Anyway" gushed Joanna, "I said I would buy him a drink at the bar to say thank you, I hope you don't mind?"

"No, not at all, I will pack up our things here and we can all go."

Joanna looked nervously at us both and biting her lip she replied, "Actually James, I was just going to take Pedro by myself while you stay and look after all our things. I won't be long."

"Oh, I see" I replied somewhat lamely. As I was thinking of some reason to object to my wife going off for a drink with a stranger, Joanna said,

"You did say that I needed to get out more and well, meet more people and be more adventurous, and so I thought I would."

I sat there like an idiot, trying to formulate some response, some words, some logical riposte as to why it was wholly inappropriate for my wife to go off with a stranger semi naked. But I failed! Utterly failed to say anything. I just watched as Joanna grabbed her purse and then with a quick peck on my cheek, she set off with Pedro to the bar that was located some 30m behind our location on the beach. Pedro gave me a smirk that basically said 'you're not going to do anything about it are you? You're not going to object or stop us'.

And he was right, I just watched them stroll across to the bar as if they were a couple. Watched her gorgeous pert bum sway as she walked. As they queued up at the bar to order their drinks I watched as Pedro put his hand on Joanna's bum and she did nothing to object! They sat at a table and whilst sipping their drinks began an animated conversation. I lost track of time, but every time I cast a jealous glance their way, I could see them laughing and smiling. Pedro kept leaning over and touching Joanna, nothing over the top, but just little touches to her arms and shoulders.

Eventually the inevitable happened and he leant over and kissed Joanna. I say inevitable because it was clear that he was hell bent on seducing my wife. Joanna looked a little taken aback, but I was amazed that there was no stronger rebuke. No slap to the face, not even a 'well that was nice Pedro, but now I must get back to my husband.' Instead, she gazed into his eyes and then he stood and stretched out his hand for her to take. She obeyed his silent command and stood up and then taking his hand followed him as they exited the bar area.

I saw her glance over her shoulder towards where I was, but given the number of people on the beach, the brief glance was never going to catch my anguished face. Where the hell were they going I wondered? I had no know! So, I packed up our things and set off after them, weaving my way between the hundreds of fellow sun seekers. I could see them heading for a row of bamboo cabanas at the back of the beach by the sand dunes. I had thought them deserted when I'd explored the beach previously, but perhaps they weren't. If so, why were they heading there?

As I cleared the last row of people on the beach, I was still some 70 to 80m from the cabanas, but I was just in time to see Pedro lead my wife into one of these ramshackle structures. My heart was beating rapidly as I slowly began to realise what was happening and as I approached the cabana that they had entered, I glanced round to make sure no one else was around. Much to my relief they weren't, we were too far away from the sea and the bars for people to be taking any interest. I crept round the side of the cabana and saw that the rickety structure had a few gaps in the bamboo slats.

Steeling myself, I looked through the gap and was saddened but perhaps not surprised to see Pedro and Joanna kissing passionately. As I watched, he slid his hands down to her bikini bottoms and pushed them down her long legs. Standing up to face her I could see his smile as Joanna did the same to him and pushed his trunks down. I almost gasped aloud when the reason for his 'bag of potatoes look' became apparent. He was extremely well endowed with a big cock and huge pendulous balls that hung down heavy and swollen. My attempt at muffling my gasp of surprise was however masked by Joanna saying, "My goodness Pedro, I didn't know they made them this big."

Pedro smiled and said, "Bigger than your husband Joanna?"

There was no hesitation as she replied, "Oh yes, much bigger, there's no comparison, I mean..."

"It's okay Joanna, I'm only teasing, I know that I am better endowed than most men."

Sinking to her knees and grasping his now thickening cock, I watched spellbound as my wife took him into her lovely mouth and started to lick and suck Pedro. I could hear his loud sigh of pleasure as he looked down at this wife, my wife pleasured him. I knew from personal experience that no one could withstand my wife's oral talents for long and I waited for him to spew his load. He obviously had other ideas however and with some effort got Joanna to let go of his now rampant cock. Pulling her to her feet, he guided her to a large wooden cot type bed at the rear of the cabana and pushed her onto the old mattress.

Joanna lay on her back, legs spread as Pedro advanced on her. Climbing onto the bed between her legs, he knelt and drank in her beauty. She looked stunning, with her athletic five-foot seven body glistening and her skin illuminated here and there by shafts of sunlight that penetrated the bamboo cabana. At the apex of her long legs, her neatly trimmed bush did little to hide her inflamed sex and even I could see her blood engorged labia slightly parted and providing a focal point for this stranger's lustful stare.

Until this point, I had been in total denial as to what was going on and indeed what was about to happen. But my brain suddenly decided to wake up and confront reality. My wife was about to get fucked by a stranger. A stranger with a big cock. A stranger who, kneeling between my wife's open legs showed no sign of using protection. Did she want this? I mean did she realise she was going to get fucked bare, with no contraception in the equation? Was this really a spur of the moment sex or something deeper, more profound?

My brain slowly unwrapped the situation. She had probably told him about our fertility issues. Sorry, make that my fertility issues. And... well, it wasn't a stretch to imagine that he had seen a chance to kill two birds with one stone. For him, to seduce and fuck this gorgeous married woman, but also to offer her the chance to be thoroughly inseminated and who knows possibly impregnated. Was she fertile? Too dam right she was, she was ovulating and ready for some virile sperm to find her egg that lay in wait. A wait that she had endured for too long with me. My sperm had failed to do the job and now it was time for her to mate. She had found herself an alpha male who was happy to oblige!

I should have been outraged, but truth be told I was not. We had talked about a sperm donor. Okay so not a donor who would have sex with her, but did that really matter?

My musings were interrupted by Pedro saying, "Put me in Joanna."

Without hesitation Joanna reached for his now fully erect turgid column of flesh and pulled in down to her weeping womanhood. She was so ready to be mated. I could see her sticky secretions all around her labia and when she pulled his big bulbous cockhead into the split of her womanhood, she moved him up and down, parting her slit. I could easily hear the wet sloshy noises as she worked his big cock into her feminine portal. And then with a quick flick of his buttocks Pedro did the rest. He pushed around half his big cock into her. This elicited a gasp from my wife and then a long-drawn-out mewling as he rocked the rest of cock into her welcoming cunt. When his big, bloated balls pushed up against her I knew she had taken him all.

My own cock felt like it was going to tear my swimsuit! I had never been harder in my life and couldn't help but fish my more modest offering out and I started to stroke it in time to their mating.

Pushing himself up on his arms he stared down at the conquered beauty who returned his stare with unabashed lust. Whilst keeping his gaze fixed on her face, he started to flex his bum, causing his big cock to start its journey and task of delivering his precious cargo into her most special place. As he moved I could again her Joanna's mewling and sighs of pleasure as she felt his cock stretch and explore parts of her feminine core that no man had reached before. I was sure that his big cockhead had to be kissing up against her cervix, repeatedly demanding that that her inner portal open up a bit more for him on each penetration.

They moved so well together, and it wasn't long before I could hear the telltale sounds of my wife approaching orgasm. When it broke, she sobbed out loud and clasped his muscular arms, whilst at the same time lifting her athletic frame up against his thrusting masculine body. When her orgasm had subsided Pedro lowered himself down and allowed his hairy chest to mash against her lovely breasts, no doubt adding to the exquisite feelings that she was already feeling. At the same time Joanna moved her legs up and across his calves, which caused her legs to move in time with his thrusting bum.

My hand was furiously pulling on my own erection, and I was becoming more and more aroused by the sight before me. It seemed so right for her to be pleasured this way.

Pedro did not slow or stop his thrusting but continued his inexorable journey towards his own release. I guessed that it wouldn't be long until he climaxed, and I sensed that Joanna knew this as well. I could hear her whispering to her lover, "cum for me, cum deep in me" all the while staring up at his handsome face. For some reason Pedro turned to look sideways and looked directly at me! Despite the screening afforded by the bamboo lattice work, I could tell that he had seen me, and he continued to stare at me with a defiant look.

Staring at me but speaking to my wife he said, "I'm going to cum soon Joanna, where do you want it?"

In between laboured breaths that appeared to me to herald another orgasm, Joanna replied, "In me, I want you to fill me."

Still looking at me Pedro said, "You want my seed Joanna, are you sure?"

"Yes, yes I want to be a mother, please give me your seed."

With a smirk on his face, Pedro replied, "So you want my baby Joanna, is that right?"

"Oh yes, God forgive me, but I want a baby."

Through gritted teeth and with some difficulty Pedro said, "Ask me, tell me what you want Joanna."

Without hesitation, Joanna replied, "I want your baby Pedro, please give me your baby, oh ahhh, I'm going to cum again."

Smiling at me before leaning down to kiss my wife, Pedro gave a series of rapid thrusts and then his whole body seemed to go rigid and then he let out an animal like howl. "Here it is, your baby."

Joanna, who had by this time thrown her long legs around Pedro's heaving bum, shrieked out in orgasm, an orgasm perfectly timed to coincide with her lover. Together they writhed and sighed and moaned as she was mated by this alpha male. The contractions of Pedro's bum told of volleys of virile sperm being injected deep in my wife's open and very fertile womb. My own cum spewed uselessly against the side of the cabana and as I watched, they seemed to hold their mutual orgasms for what seemed an age, but in the end, Pedro collapsed down and proceeded to kiss Joanna's neck.

I didn't need to see any more. Having stuffed my now limp cock back into my swimsuit, I walked back to the beach to where we had been and waited. Waited to see what my wife would say, how she would behave, now that she had been thoroughly inseminated by another man.

Eventually some 30 minutes later I spotted her walking unsteadily back towards me. There was no sign of Pedro thank goodness, that could have been awkward! When she reached me, she was still looking flushed and as I looked up, I could see a small trickle of spunk on the inside of her thigh and a big wet spot on her bikini. She caught my gaze and looked embarrassed. "Where have you been?" I asked, "I was getting worried."

She sat down and looking me in the face said, "You know where I was, you were watching."

"Ah, I see, so Pedro told you then?"

"Yes, he told me."

"And...?"

"And what?"

"Well, you just fucked another man without protection when you are ovulating and well, I guess you owe me an explanation."

"Yes, I do, but I think you know why."

"You want a baby?"

"Yes, you know I do."

"And Pedro was the man to provide it?"

"No, that is yes, alright I mentioned our problems to him, and he said he could help. If I wanted that is."

"And you did?"

"Not at first, but I suppose I let myself be seduced by him and well, when he told me he had four children of his own, I knew that he was virile and could probably knock me up."

"I see" I replied in little more than a whisper.

"You're mad aren't you? I can't blame you James, I just cheated on you. I have no defence except I want a baby so badly."

I took my wife in my arms and kissed her. Looking into her eyes I said, "It's okay."

Looking at me with tears in her eyes, she replied in a whisper, "You mean you aren't going to leave me, divorce me?"