First Time My Wife Went Topless

I wanted to share this true story of the first time my wife went topless on a beach. This happened in the summer of 2014.

My wife and I live in London, but she is an American. We’ve been married for 5 years, and are very happy. We had lived in the USA for a few years, but are enjoying British life. Being in London gave us the chance to enjoy holidays in Europe. After much discussion, we had decided to go to the Canary Islands. The climate is great, and it would be a nice, relaxing holiday, which we both needed.

My wife is an amazing person, whom I love very much. She is pretty, quite short at 5 foot 1, and has a sexy, voluptuous body. Her breasts are a nice 34DD, which she often enjoys showing in low cut shirts – nothing too crazy, but enough to please me. I always enjoyed her wearing these tops when we popped out to the pub or for a meal, as I like other men seeing how nice her breasts are.

This was our first holiday to Europe together; and as you probably know, a lot of European beaches are topless. Before I met my wife, I had been on a few holidays in Europe and enjoyed looking at the women being carefree, with their breasts out. These are women who might normally be quite conservative, but once they get on the beach, off come their tops. It’s amazing.

On the flight over, I asked my wife if she had ever thought about going topless.

“No,” she quickly replied. “I don’t mind showing off some cleavage once in a while, but I won’t parade around the beach naked.”

I was disappointed as I was hoping she might be up for it. I really wanted to show her amazing breasts off to as many people as possible.

We arrived in the morning, got settled in our room, and then decided to head out to the beach. My wife put on her favorite red string bikini and off we went. As we walked along the beach, about 80% of the women were topless. Of course I had a really good look around.

There were women from around 18 to 50 years of age – varying body shapes and tit sizes. We found a good spot, and made ourselves comfortable. My wife quickly commented that she couldn’t believe how many women were topless.

“It’s normal here,” I told her.

She asked me if I was enjoying seeing so many breasts. I couldn’t lie, and of course told her I was. But I said that I’d rather be seeing hers.

“Maybe,” she said. I couldn’t believe it. Was she really thinking about doing this?

After about an hour, she asked me if she was starting to tan. I said that she was, and she would have some interesting tan lines that might not go too well with some of the tops she had brought.

“Oh, alright,” she said.

She sat up, reached around and pulled the string on her bikini. It fell in front of her, and she pulled the top over her head.

She quickly turned over and said, “That should do it.” I was excited that she was topless, but that’s probably all she was willing to do.

Fifteen minutes later, just when I was about to give up, she said “I think my back is burning,” and turned right over.

Finally, she was sunbathing topless, and she looked incredible. Her breasts looked different with the sun on them. They were even more beautiful – and looked so large and firm, and her nipples had hardened with the breeze.

“You look beautiful,” I said to her.

She just smiled and asked me if I liked what I was seeing. I told her I did very much, and I was enjoying being able to share them with so many others.

“You really don’t mind other men being able to see my breasts?” she asked me.

“It actually turns me on,” I told her. “I love sharing you, and showing you off,” I added.

I asked if she would go for a walk with me. She said that she didn’t feel ready to do that, but I convinced her. She stood up, I proudly took her hand, and we headed towards the ocean. I just couldn’t get over how stunning she looked. Her breasts bounced as we walked. We passed a lot of other couples and other men, and all of them couldn’t help but look.

“Are you seeing everyone’s eyes all over you?” I asked her.

“I am,” she said, “and I really like it.”

Over the next couple of days we spent a lot of time at the beach, and my wife was topless the entire time. After lunch she headed to the beach before me and I said I’d join her in about an hour. On my way down I saw my wife’s beach towel, but not her. I looked around, and saw her wading in the water, chatting with a couple of younger guys. I didn’t mind. She looked amazing with just her blue bikini bottoms on. Even from this distance her breasts were easy to see.

It was clear the guys were enjoying staring at her bare breasts. About 10 minutes later she walked back and saw me. She greeted me and I asked her if she was making some friends. She asked if I was jealous.

“Of course I am,” I responded. “But I like it.”

She said that they were telling her about a nude beach that was just around the cove and asked if she wanted to join them. I asked her what she thought, and she asked what I thought. It seemed like she was seriously considering this. One minute she doesn’t even want to show her boobs, and now she’s thinking about going naked.

“I’m up for it if you are,” I said to her. She sat down and pondered for a while.

“I really enjoy the freedom of being topless. I almost feel naked already,” she said.

I told her that she wasn’t though, and showing off her other parts was quite different.

“Will it turn you on if I do this?” was her response.

I told her it would, so she said we should try it. I couldn’t believe it, but we packed up our stuff and headed for the 10 minute walk to the nude beach.

When we arrived, it wasn’t packed, but there were enough couples and singles there to look at the talent and show off my wife. We found a spot near 2 couples that seemed good.

“Alright then,” she said, and peeled off her bottoms. She just looked stunning. So damn sexy. Her pussy hair was cropped short, so her lips were very visible. She lay flat on her front, and had her legs tightly together. Her arse looked so nice out in the open like this.

After a few minutes, one of the guys she was chatting with put his towel down about 20 feet from us. He lay on his front facing us, enjoying the view of my wife. I whispered into her ear that the guy who was hitting on her was looking at her. She smiled.

“Shall I put my bikini bottoms on?” she asked. And, “Should we go?”

“No – open your legs up a little bit,” I said.

“Really?” she asked surprisingly.

I told her we should give him a bit of a show. I told her that she looked beautiful, and her showing off her naked body to strangers, and in particular someone who was hitting on her, was really turning me on.

She opened her legs a few inches, so her pussy lips were visible. I could see him staring hard, which my wife seemed to like.

After a few minutes she said, “Will this turn you on more?”

And with that she flipped onto her back so now her breasts and pussy were visible. She then slowly opened her legs to about a foot apart, so her pussy lips were fully showing. I told her how turned on I was, and she said she was too.

“I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I really wish he could fuck you right now,” I said.

My wife looked and me and said she was really surprised. But she also said that she did feel like a tease, and was also thinking about how nice it would be to have sex with this stranger.

It was now late in the evening, and almost everyone else had left the beach. I told her that I was going to pretend to leave, so it would be just her and him left in this section of the beach. I told her she had permission to do what she wanted, but I really just wanted her to screw him. Both of us couldn’t believe what we were saying, but both of us wanted this to happen. She told me she loved me, and would do it, if he made the first move. I kissed her and then got up and told her I’d see her at home.

As soon as I got around the corner, I circled back to a spot where I could watch. Not wasting any time, he got up and made his way over to my wife. He already had a semi hard-on, and asked if he could sit down. My wife sat up and faced him, so he had a perfect view of her tits and pussy. He looked her up and down and immediately moved in for a kiss. She didn’t argue and started kissing him right back. I was so jealous, but so turned on too. They both lay down and he started rubbing her large breasts and moved his hand down to her pussy. She widened her legs and I could see his fingers slip inside her. After 10 years of marriage, I never thought this would happen. She grabbed his now rock hard dick. She picked her head up and looked around – probably to make sure there was no one else around. I did lift up my hand, which she saw, so she knew I was watching.

“We don’t have long,” she told him, “so get inside me now.”

He climbed on top of her, she fully opened her legs, and he put his cock at her hole and slowly started pushing it inside her. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Once he was inside her, he started rocking back and forth quickly. She is so tight that I knew he would be loving it, and probably wouldn’t last long.

My wife lightly scratched her long red nails up his back as he continued to fill her. Then I saw her cum, grabbing him tight with her legs. He continued to pull himself in and out of her, until he also came. He lay on top of her for a minute while still inside her, and then slipped out.

She put her clothes on, grabbed her bag, and said, “I need to get back to my husband as he’ll start to worry.”

I met her further down the beach, and we didn’t say a word to each other until we got into the room.

“How was it for you?” she asked me.

I told her I loved watching her getting screwed by a stranger, but I hope she enjoyed it.

“After more than 10 years with the same penis inside me, it felt just amazing!” she said.

I was so relieved she felt this way, and we both jumped in the shower. Cum was still oozing out of her, and when she was clean, I took her in the shower. This was the best holiday we have ever had.