Thursday , May 26 2022

Seduction of newlywed at beach resort

Shekhar and I arrived at St Tropez on the French Riviera a few years ago, I was 29 years old and married about three years back. We had grown up in a rather conservative setting and I was not sure as to how I would respond to the nudity that this resort town was famous for. In fact I had butterflies in the stomach.

Shekhar was almost drooling at the local gentry as we got out of the taxicab. Attractive women with see-through tops and lots of off the hip styles. Lots of navels. The desk clerk was eyeing me up as we were signing in and I must say that it was an embarrassment and a turn on to think he was perhaps imagining me without clothes. At least that was what I could infer from his look. He gave Shekhar a knowing wink as he handed him the heavy metal key and he rang for the bellboy to bring our bags to the room. He too looked at me from head to toe and I realized that it must drive these guys crazy to work in such a paradise.

I was wearing a blue sari and a sleeveless blouse and a strapless bra. Like typical Indian women I had bangles on one wrist, chain in the neck, a nose pin, ear rings, anklets etc. In the room, we pulled back the dMolestations to look down from our second floor balcony at the courtyard below. Shekhar appeared to be somewhat disappointed to see that people were standing around in evening wear. They were holding cocktails and talking in small groups. A classy crowd but not very thrilling. Shekhar walked up to me coolly and started unbuttoning the blouse.

“Stop it! The damned window is open!”, I said as I pulled away from him.

“Are you kidding? These people will be seeing you naked anyway… ”

I stopped and looked at him like it was the first time I had thought about it.

“What makes you think I’m going to walk around like that? Topless perhaps but nude. No way. ” I said firmly.

” Remember that this trip was your idea. Please don’t crowd me. You know as well as I do that when in India good girls are expected to cover their breasts, in addition to a full shirt known as kurta, with another piece of cloth known as Dupatta. And if your mother came to know that I had stripped totally I would be shown the door before you could bat an eyelid. ”

“Aw come on now. You can be as wild as they come. Forgotten the time when you had become fully nude in front of the fisherman?” He said hugging me.

I smiled and blushed. There were certain things in our marriage that had kept the excitement going and it was largely due to the initiative taken by Shekhar.

Let me describe ourselves. I am fair, slim, stand 5 feet 6 inches in my bare feet in which you can usually find me because Shekhar says that my feet are very pretty. My breasts are 34 C, nipples are brownish chocolatey in color, with black eyes and hair. Shekhar is 5 feet 11 inches tall, lean, fair though not as fair as I am and is an excellent companion.

We went down to dinner in the hotel’s restaurant and I kept looking up at him as I stared across the room. He was looking at a beautiful thirtyish woman with a dress that was like a diagonal sarong but it only covered one breast. “Is that what you are looking at?” I asked, “I have nicer breasts than that babe and you know it. ”

“I know you do but that is such a turn on in a restaurant. ” No one else seemed to mind it, but I could see that everyone in the place was making little darting glances in that direction from time to time. The following morning we were having breakfast at the outdoor tables. I had on my bikini with a thin beach jacket over it and was bare footed. I suppose I looked good and was getting looks from everyone in the place.

“You look really good in that… do you see how the others are looking at you?” I started… To him it seemed that I enjoyed being in the center of things. “Don’t be silly”, I said. After the late breakfast we decided to take a walk down to the beach. St. Tropez is a place with a beach for everyone, from the straight to the gay, from the bathing suit to the nude. We decided to be adventurous and at least take a look at each one. We passed through the more conventional beach, seeing the usual collection of overweight middle aged Europeans, mainly sitting around and soaking up the Mediterranean sun.

There was a sign that said “Topless Beach” and Shekhar was extremely keen to go thise so we followed it to the left, walking along the water’s edge. That was when my eyes started to go crazy. Wherever I looked, there were topless women. Shekhar appeared to be chuckling to himself as we walked along. I would say he was salivating. They were lying down, sitting up and walking around and everywhere I looked were boobs. It was a sea of bare breasts.

“Do you want to stop here for a while?” I asked his, pointing to an empty area about 50 feet from the water.

“Sure. Throw the towels down here. ” We laid down the beach towels and both sat down, looking around us. I took off the outer covering, wearing just the thin bikini. The sight of so many topless women from virtually all nationalities had boldened me up.

“Rub some lotion on my back. ” I asked, as I went down onto my stomach. He began to squirt the white liquid onto his hand and started on my upper back.

“Mmmm. That feels good. Are you sure you can concentrate on me for a minute and stop ogling at all the females?”

“Yes, I think I can. ” Shekhar said as he was still looking all around him at the women and girls of all ages, literally letting it all hang out. I turned my attention to Shekhar who after the massage was resting his head on his crossed arms, eyes half closed and the hint of a smile was on his face.

“See anything you like?” I asked.

“What do you think?” he said.

“Silly question I guess. ” I said as I wiggled my body to a more comfortable position. I was looking at an attractive woman with beautiful full breasts slowly peel off his top, revealing full breasts and brown nipples. After he had rubbed the lotion into the skin on my back and legs, he reached up without any warning and unsnapped the back of my bikini top.

“Excuse him, sir. What are you doing?” I queried.

“Nothing, just helping you feel more comfortable. ” he said, looking at my face for a reaction. I lay there for a minute as I was watching a couple of girls in their late teens walk by topless. I must have been staring because one of them said something to the other and they both giggled as they walked by.

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