My Sex Addict Wife – Honeymoon In Paris
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Renu was weird. She really was! I got married to her just three months back. Our first night was my first ever time, but not hers! She had been frank with me from the very beginning. She had multiple partners over her life and she told me so when I communicated my decision to marry her. My wife told me everything that could affect our future and I honestly didn’t have any issues as they were her past. Our marriage was arranged. Renu had been engaged to someone before but had been brutally beaten up by him one day causing her family to call off the marriage. Her marriage to me was quick. Her family had insisted that as they faced social backlash from the society due to her failed engagement. Our first night was special. My wife knew what she was doing in bed and what she wanted as well. It had been three months since then and we finally took some time out for our honeymoon. In the three months I spent with her, we had sex everyday but on weekends we did it multiple times. I had figured out my wife was a sex addict. Honestly, I had no problem with it. On the contrary, I considered myself lucky. We landed in Paris at seven in the evening. Paris was so different. Everyone lady there looked sexy as if there was a fashion show going on. I could feel my trip here would keep me horny throughout! I think my wife noticed too and winked at me. We check in to our hotel and I was asleep seconds after hitting the bed as I was tired from the long flight. It was one in the morning when my wife Renu woke me up. “Let’s go for a walk.” “Are you mad, Renu? It’s late and I am feeling sleepy.” “Raj, please? It’s the city of romance. Did you come here to sleep?”, my wife said with a tinge of irritation. I had no choice but to succumb to her wishes. We left 15 minutes later. Renu was wearing a black dress she had bought just a few days back. She was wearing an overcoat over that black dress. The walk was special. It wasn’t hot nor was it cold. There was a slight breeze in the air that hit our faces. Renu was holding my hand tightly and walking. Soon, she was hugging me as she walked. We reached the Seine River from where the monstrous Eiffel tower stood above us. Renu pulled me down by my collar and kissed me. Soon, I was kissing her back. I don’t know how long we kissed but when it was done, we both were panting. “Let’s go”, Renu said excited. I followed her as we walked along the bank of the river. I was now able to guess her plan. She wanted to have sex here, somewhere alongside the river. Just the thought made me immensely horny! As we walked along the river, I saw a lot of people nearby making out. At first it was only kissing but the further we went, the boldness of the couples increased! Boobs were plentiful. Guys sucking all kinds of them. As we went further, the boldness further increased. Blowjob and handjobs were everywhere. We walked for another 20 minutes before coming to a halt. The last patch had left me completely horny. There was sex everywhere. We even saw a lady tied like a dog completely naked and licking her master’s balls. The place we halted was very far off from the hotel. I realised we had walked at least an hour from our hotel. My wife looked at me, her eyes twinkling. She removed her overcoat. The moon light was causing her dress to sparkle. She pulled off the laces of her dress. The dress fell off to her feet. Now my wife was completely naked standing on a riverside in Paris. She came to me and held my cock which was bursting to come out of my shorts and kissed me. It took all my effort to not ejaculate. “Take you phone and take my pictures.” Her wish was my command. My wife modelled naked as I clicked pics. After a few pics, she went inside the river. I knew the water must be cold but that didn’t stop her. I took more pics of her. My wife was now wet and dripping. My cock had gone nuts. How could it not? My wife was in doggy position, completely naked in ankle deep water in the middle of the night on the banks of a river. I wasn’t even touching it and it was still on the verge of ejaculation. “Fuck me”, she said. I took my cock out. It was vibrating from our escapades, begging to be inserted in a juicy cunt. I decided against entering her. I was too horny and I wouldn’t be able to satisfy her in my current condition. I was sure I would ejaculate before I could satisfy my wife. So, I took my tongue and entered her. The impact was instantaneous. Her eyes were closed and her body was writhing in pleasure. I too was now wet and we were making out in ankle deep water. I then put my cock inside her and rammed her. I was sure people could hear her because she was making really loud noises. My wife smiled a few minutes later signalling me that she was done. But I wasn’t. I kept ramming her. Just before I cummed, my wife moved. She put my cock in her mouth and took all my load. My wife looked at me smiling. “You didn’t need to do that sweetheart.” “I wanted too.” She winked at me. “Wanna go back to the hotel?” My wife nodded. She walked back with me naked. All the couples that were making out were stunned seeing such a beautiful lady walking stark naked! Just as we reached the Eiffel tower, she put on her coat again. Our special night in Paris had ended. This was just the first of my many sex adventures with my sex addict wife, Renu. I will be continuing our story soon.