Beth’s submissive nature
Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2020 4:34 am
Beth and I have been married for a long time now. Since early in our marriage, I’ve been trying to get her to have a MFM with me and another guy of her choice. Time and again she said no. She didn’t mind teasing, flashing, fantasizing about other guys, but that’s where she stopped. Oh, there had been a few times when she seemed a bit closer to saying yes, usually when she was drinking...or, in recent years, high. But when it came time to put out or shut up, she shut up. She had on a few occasions taken another man’s cock in her mouth, but only for a minute or so. She has many times kissed other guys, deep kisses with tongue, while they fondled her tits but again she shut it down. She’s very sexual so I just couldn’t understand her refusal, but she wasn’t going to budge.
A few years ago, she told me her sister wanted to pay for them to take a vacation together to Cancun, Mexico. I was fine with it and told her to have fun. She went and seemed to have a good time, but said she and Anna (her sister) had 2 or 3 fights during the 10 days they were there. When they got home they weren’t speaking to each other but neither would say why. Anna had been coming around frequently prior to the trip, but after we rarely saw her. She had started dating a guy and spent all her time with him. Beth seemed to not want her around at all and even told her to stay away at one point. It was over a year and a half before they worked it out. It was quite a while before I found out what happened, I’ll explain that later.
We started going to a nearby beach a few times a month. It wasn’t a LEGAL nude beach, but people did get naked there. Beth would go topless, which was legal, but always work a g-string...though not a swimsuit g-string so she might as well have been naked. There were usually about a dozen couples and a TON of single men. A bit further down the beach was mostly gay men, but they stayed together. The single men would congregate near the couples and often came over and asked if they could set up near us. We usually set up a tent with an air mattress inside. We always brought a small Honda generator to power a fan in the tent. We also took an ice chest full of alcohol, and a little food. We’d hang out there and if we weren’t sober by dark we’d spend the night. Quite a few people would camp there, single men as well as a few couples.
We went one weekend and there were 7 couples and probably 10 single men all hanging out together with us. I had brought some horseshoes and a cornhole game as well as a nice sound system I had just purchased. We had a great party going with everyone having a good time. Beth was flirting heavily with a couple of the single guys, and one of the married guys. The married guy was named Lincoln. He was black, about 6’2” tall, he had a bit of a gut on him, and was the only black guy there that actually had the stereotypical large dick! His dick wasn’t hard, but even soft it was larger than anyone else’s there with the exception of a old man who had to be in his mid 80s...and I doubt he could have gotten a hard on if he’d tried! Lincoln’s wife, Susan, was white and clearly had given birth to several children...though apparently not Lincoln’s. She had a lot of stretch marks and her breasts were flat as pancakes, but she did have a nice ass. I talked to her quite a bit, she was as flirty as Beth. They had been married for 2 years and she said they’d decided an open marriage was the only hope for them to stay together. They spent almost no time together one on one but were nice and affectionate when they WERE together.
Beth and I talked for a while about them and some of the others. Most of the single guys were unattractive and pretty pathetic. They drooled over her and acted as if they’d never seen a woman’s tits before, though they could actually see her ass and, if they looked much at all, her pussy. Her g-string was white and sheer so you could easily see her shaved twat, especially after she got wet in the ocean. 2 of the single guys were “ok” according to her and she spent time flirting with them as well. I could tell that Lincoln didn’t like them and he would often walk over to where she was to try and get her attention. I could tell Beth was actually attracted to Lincoln, but she wasn’t going to let things go too far. He had groped her tits some, as had all the guys, and fondled her ass. But when he tried to kiss her she squirmed away. I asked her about it and she said “He’s married, I’m married. We are both taken and that’s that.”
Lincoln and I started pitching horseshoes. He told me he really wanted Beth to lose the g-string but he’d heard the other guys trying and she wasn’t willing. I actually hatched a plan that I felt would work. I have been pitching shoes all my life. I’ve entered, and won, many tournaments over the years. At one time I used to come to this very beach, though not this area, with a friend and hustle people...mostly for beer because I didn’t want or need their money. We’d challenge them and, after letting them play us close, we’d smoke them. Lincoln wasn’t bad at shoes either. He couldn’t beat me more than maybe 2 out of 10 games, but he was better than most. I went to get a beer while he went over to talk to Beth. I was behind them but could hear what he was saying. He asked her why she wouldn’t take of panties off, pointing out that you could see through them anyway. Beth said, “So there’s no need for me to take them off, is there?”
Lincoln laughed and said “I’d still like to see your pretty pussy without them in the way. So, what can we do to get them off?” Beth had been drinking quite a bit, as we all had, and said she didn’t know. She asked “What do you have in mind?” I knew her too well to get my hopes up, she was just teasing him into thinking there was a chance. Lincoln said “How about this? Your husband is pretty good at horseshoes, but I’m not bad. He should beat me 9 out of 10 times. So how about he and I play 5 games. If I win one you lose the panties.” She thought about it for a few minutes before countering with he had to win 2 games. Beth knows how good I am and had been watching us play. What she didn’t know is that I was in on the bet, and willing to cheat..LOL. I walked back over to the shoes and he walked up and winked. He told me he wanted to play 5 games with me to see if he could beat me. Beth seemed to be unconcerned and was flirting with a couple of the lurkers, but she was actually watching us closely.
I beat him easily the first game, and let him barely beat me the 2nd game. He now only needed 1 more win and Beth would be completely naked. I had a couple more beers as we played, and beat him the next 2 games. I pretended to be getting drunk and acted as if I was struggling to win. The last game I wasn’t hitting anything and he beat me handily. Beth came up and fussed at me demanding to know what happened. I shrugged it off as me being too drunk but said “It’s ok, we aren’t playing for money!” That’s when Beth told me about their agreement. She tried to weasel out of it, but Lincoln refused to hear it. She finally asked him “How long are you going to be here? Clearly, we are staying tonight because my husband is too drunk to play horseshoes so he damn sure isn’t going to drive!” Lincoln said he wasn’t sure, it depended on his wife and wanted to know why. Beth said “Because I really don’t want to be completely naked while all these drooling idiots are around. I’ll get naked as soon as they leave, if that’s ok.”
Lincoln said it was and we all went back to our partying. I saw Susan walk up and start talking to Lincoln. They appeared to be arguing, not badly but arguing just the same. She soon went back to hanging out with another couple and before I knew it, the couple and Susan left in their vehicle. Lincoln wasn’t bothered so we kept drinking. Around 5:00 or so, people started leaving. By 6:30 it was just Beth, me and Lincoln in our area with a few other couples further down the beach. If Beth thought Lincoln was going to forget about her debt, she was wrong. As soon as the last guy left, he told her “Ok babe! Let’s see that pretty white pussy!” She looked shocked at first, but laughed and cussed him as she slid her g-string off and tossed it in the tent. We had been drinking since around 1:00 that afternoon and I was pretty drunk...and I’m sure they were too. By 7:00 the mosquitos were out and biting. I told Lincoln we were going to go inside the tent until after dusk and hope they were better by then. He said he was going to nap in his truck.
We went inside the tent and I fell asleep. I wasn’t asleep for long though and when I woke up Beth was sitting right outside out tent talking to Lincoln. They talked about Susan and whether or not she would come back, he said no. He asked if we were swingers and Beth said “Oh Mark would love to be but not me.” He said she seemed pretty open to it and I didn’t seem to mind if she did. Beth said “Oh, Mark wants me to hook up with someone but I think he just wants that so he can justify fucking some young slut.” Though she was laughing as she said it. They continued talking for a while when he asked if she smoked pot or did any recreational drugs. She said she smokes pot, but it makes her act stupid, and she has done some other stuff before, but not recently. As he went to his truck, she got them each a beer from our ice chest. I was surprised to see she was still completely naked! When he came back he was smoking a joint. Beth hesitated but finally joined him. She hadn’t taken but 3 or 4 hits when she started getting talkative. She commented on how strong the pot was and Lincoln laughed saying “I call this weed my ‘panty droppers’...but since you aren’t wearing panties it won’t work with you!”
I was lying there wide awake now listening to them talking. Beth was sitting almost sideways in her chair and I could see her touching his arm or leg as they talked. Just watching this was turning me on! Beth said she had to pee so Lincoln told her “So do I! Let’s get in the water!” He stood up and pulled her to her feet with very little resistance, and led her out to the water. It was a few minutes after 8:00, I know this because her phone was on the mattress beside me, and still plenty of daylight. Had it been dark, I doubt she’d have gotten in the water. The temperature was still in the 90s, so it was plenty warm. They got in the water and Beth moved far away from Lincoln so she could pee. He walked over to where she was and soon they were splashing about in the water. Lincoln taking every opportunity to touch her, though they were too far away to tell where he was putting his hands. After about 10 minutes they came back and sat down again. Lincoln looked in the tent checking on me as I pretended to sleep. Beth commented that she was fucked up and wanted to know what they had smoked. He told her some particular type of week with something in it to “keep us awake”, but I’m not familiar with that and don’t remember what he said. He asked if she needed to go to bed but she said no, she was wide awake just very fucked up.
I guess the mosquitos started biting again because she told him they should move into the tent before they got “eaten alive”. He asked if it was ok and she assured him it was. They came inside but there was no room for the chairs because the tent isn’t tall enough, so they sat in the floor right in front of me. It was here that it started to get interesting!
This is my first story and I don’t know if there’s a limit on how long this can be. I’ll finish this in a bit.
A few years ago, she told me her sister wanted to pay for them to take a vacation together to Cancun, Mexico. I was fine with it and told her to have fun. She went and seemed to have a good time, but said she and Anna (her sister) had 2 or 3 fights during the 10 days they were there. When they got home they weren’t speaking to each other but neither would say why. Anna had been coming around frequently prior to the trip, but after we rarely saw her. She had started dating a guy and spent all her time with him. Beth seemed to not want her around at all and even told her to stay away at one point. It was over a year and a half before they worked it out. It was quite a while before I found out what happened, I’ll explain that later.
We started going to a nearby beach a few times a month. It wasn’t a LEGAL nude beach, but people did get naked there. Beth would go topless, which was legal, but always work a g-string...though not a swimsuit g-string so she might as well have been naked. There were usually about a dozen couples and a TON of single men. A bit further down the beach was mostly gay men, but they stayed together. The single men would congregate near the couples and often came over and asked if they could set up near us. We usually set up a tent with an air mattress inside. We always brought a small Honda generator to power a fan in the tent. We also took an ice chest full of alcohol, and a little food. We’d hang out there and if we weren’t sober by dark we’d spend the night. Quite a few people would camp there, single men as well as a few couples.
We went one weekend and there were 7 couples and probably 10 single men all hanging out together with us. I had brought some horseshoes and a cornhole game as well as a nice sound system I had just purchased. We had a great party going with everyone having a good time. Beth was flirting heavily with a couple of the single guys, and one of the married guys. The married guy was named Lincoln. He was black, about 6’2” tall, he had a bit of a gut on him, and was the only black guy there that actually had the stereotypical large dick! His dick wasn’t hard, but even soft it was larger than anyone else’s there with the exception of a old man who had to be in his mid 80s...and I doubt he could have gotten a hard on if he’d tried! Lincoln’s wife, Susan, was white and clearly had given birth to several children...though apparently not Lincoln’s. She had a lot of stretch marks and her breasts were flat as pancakes, but she did have a nice ass. I talked to her quite a bit, she was as flirty as Beth. They had been married for 2 years and she said they’d decided an open marriage was the only hope for them to stay together. They spent almost no time together one on one but were nice and affectionate when they WERE together.
Beth and I talked for a while about them and some of the others. Most of the single guys were unattractive and pretty pathetic. They drooled over her and acted as if they’d never seen a woman’s tits before, though they could actually see her ass and, if they looked much at all, her pussy. Her g-string was white and sheer so you could easily see her shaved twat, especially after she got wet in the ocean. 2 of the single guys were “ok” according to her and she spent time flirting with them as well. I could tell that Lincoln didn’t like them and he would often walk over to where she was to try and get her attention. I could tell Beth was actually attracted to Lincoln, but she wasn’t going to let things go too far. He had groped her tits some, as had all the guys, and fondled her ass. But when he tried to kiss her she squirmed away. I asked her about it and she said “He’s married, I’m married. We are both taken and that’s that.”
Lincoln and I started pitching horseshoes. He told me he really wanted Beth to lose the g-string but he’d heard the other guys trying and she wasn’t willing. I actually hatched a plan that I felt would work. I have been pitching shoes all my life. I’ve entered, and won, many tournaments over the years. At one time I used to come to this very beach, though not this area, with a friend and hustle people...mostly for beer because I didn’t want or need their money. We’d challenge them and, after letting them play us close, we’d smoke them. Lincoln wasn’t bad at shoes either. He couldn’t beat me more than maybe 2 out of 10 games, but he was better than most. I went to get a beer while he went over to talk to Beth. I was behind them but could hear what he was saying. He asked her why she wouldn’t take of panties off, pointing out that you could see through them anyway. Beth said, “So there’s no need for me to take them off, is there?”
Lincoln laughed and said “I’d still like to see your pretty pussy without them in the way. So, what can we do to get them off?” Beth had been drinking quite a bit, as we all had, and said she didn’t know. She asked “What do you have in mind?” I knew her too well to get my hopes up, she was just teasing him into thinking there was a chance. Lincoln said “How about this? Your husband is pretty good at horseshoes, but I’m not bad. He should beat me 9 out of 10 times. So how about he and I play 5 games. If I win one you lose the panties.” She thought about it for a few minutes before countering with he had to win 2 games. Beth knows how good I am and had been watching us play. What she didn’t know is that I was in on the bet, and willing to cheat..LOL. I walked back over to the shoes and he walked up and winked. He told me he wanted to play 5 games with me to see if he could beat me. Beth seemed to be unconcerned and was flirting with a couple of the lurkers, but she was actually watching us closely.
I beat him easily the first game, and let him barely beat me the 2nd game. He now only needed 1 more win and Beth would be completely naked. I had a couple more beers as we played, and beat him the next 2 games. I pretended to be getting drunk and acted as if I was struggling to win. The last game I wasn’t hitting anything and he beat me handily. Beth came up and fussed at me demanding to know what happened. I shrugged it off as me being too drunk but said “It’s ok, we aren’t playing for money!” That’s when Beth told me about their agreement. She tried to weasel out of it, but Lincoln refused to hear it. She finally asked him “How long are you going to be here? Clearly, we are staying tonight because my husband is too drunk to play horseshoes so he damn sure isn’t going to drive!” Lincoln said he wasn’t sure, it depended on his wife and wanted to know why. Beth said “Because I really don’t want to be completely naked while all these drooling idiots are around. I’ll get naked as soon as they leave, if that’s ok.”
Lincoln said it was and we all went back to our partying. I saw Susan walk up and start talking to Lincoln. They appeared to be arguing, not badly but arguing just the same. She soon went back to hanging out with another couple and before I knew it, the couple and Susan left in their vehicle. Lincoln wasn’t bothered so we kept drinking. Around 5:00 or so, people started leaving. By 6:30 it was just Beth, me and Lincoln in our area with a few other couples further down the beach. If Beth thought Lincoln was going to forget about her debt, she was wrong. As soon as the last guy left, he told her “Ok babe! Let’s see that pretty white pussy!” She looked shocked at first, but laughed and cussed him as she slid her g-string off and tossed it in the tent. We had been drinking since around 1:00 that afternoon and I was pretty drunk...and I’m sure they were too. By 7:00 the mosquitos were out and biting. I told Lincoln we were going to go inside the tent until after dusk and hope they were better by then. He said he was going to nap in his truck.
We went inside the tent and I fell asleep. I wasn’t asleep for long though and when I woke up Beth was sitting right outside out tent talking to Lincoln. They talked about Susan and whether or not she would come back, he said no. He asked if we were swingers and Beth said “Oh Mark would love to be but not me.” He said she seemed pretty open to it and I didn’t seem to mind if she did. Beth said “Oh, Mark wants me to hook up with someone but I think he just wants that so he can justify fucking some young slut.” Though she was laughing as she said it. They continued talking for a while when he asked if she smoked pot or did any recreational drugs. She said she smokes pot, but it makes her act stupid, and she has done some other stuff before, but not recently. As he went to his truck, she got them each a beer from our ice chest. I was surprised to see she was still completely naked! When he came back he was smoking a joint. Beth hesitated but finally joined him. She hadn’t taken but 3 or 4 hits when she started getting talkative. She commented on how strong the pot was and Lincoln laughed saying “I call this weed my ‘panty droppers’...but since you aren’t wearing panties it won’t work with you!”
I was lying there wide awake now listening to them talking. Beth was sitting almost sideways in her chair and I could see her touching his arm or leg as they talked. Just watching this was turning me on! Beth said she had to pee so Lincoln told her “So do I! Let’s get in the water!” He stood up and pulled her to her feet with very little resistance, and led her out to the water. It was a few minutes after 8:00, I know this because her phone was on the mattress beside me, and still plenty of daylight. Had it been dark, I doubt she’d have gotten in the water. The temperature was still in the 90s, so it was plenty warm. They got in the water and Beth moved far away from Lincoln so she could pee. He walked over to where she was and soon they were splashing about in the water. Lincoln taking every opportunity to touch her, though they were too far away to tell where he was putting his hands. After about 10 minutes they came back and sat down again. Lincoln looked in the tent checking on me as I pretended to sleep. Beth commented that she was fucked up and wanted to know what they had smoked. He told her some particular type of week with something in it to “keep us awake”, but I’m not familiar with that and don’t remember what he said. He asked if she needed to go to bed but she said no, she was wide awake just very fucked up.
I guess the mosquitos started biting again because she told him they should move into the tent before they got “eaten alive”. He asked if it was ok and she assured him it was. They came inside but there was no room for the chairs because the tent isn’t tall enough, so they sat in the floor right in front of me. It was here that it started to get interesting!
This is my first story and I don’t know if there’s a limit on how long this can be. I’ll finish this in a bit.