Vacation Neighbors

The story is 100% true.

My wife and I were taking our very first vacation as a young married couple. We had yet to have any kids and had saved up for two years in order to go.

We chose to go to a resort in the Caribbean that was not one of the big-name ones. This one was clearly run by locals and was significantly out of the way from the normal tourist destinations. It did not take long after we arrived to notice two things: 1. There were people at our resort from a multitude of countries. It felt like a giant UN meeting. 2. The cottages were very close together and had very thin walls.

At the time my wife and I were still not totally comfortable in the bedroom. Sex, I should say, was normal. We had learned a few things we liked but mostly it was stereotypical: I wanted to do it thirty times a day and she was okay with one or two. (I swear, during that time in our marriage I was hard and horny more than I was not).

Our vacation cottage had a large outdoor shower with a tall fence around it. Of course, the first order of business was to have sex while the water from the shower rained down on us. We had never had sex outdoors and we both agreed it was pretty wild to be able to see the sky and also hear people walking by.

Our second night there changed everything. Someone started staying in the cottage to the left of ours. It was a young couple like us. He was a white male of average build but she was short and thin Indian (from India) girl. The first thing we learned about them was that they liked having sex a lot, and she was very noisy when she started to orgasm.

The first time it happened we were sitting in our cottage reading. Suddenly, the clear and very loud sound of a woman climaxing interrupted our silence. Whatever he was doing must have been extremely pleasing to her.

Later that same day, after my wife and I had just had a great sex session, we heard them again. Even though we had both already orgasmed my wife started making it very clear that she wanted to go again. It was the first time she clearly ever used me just for the purpose of getting an orgasm. This was not passionate lovemaking. She was turned on, wet, and wanted me inside her.

Then the next day it happened again, two more times. My wife, who had never shown a great deal of interest in sex, suddenly just wanted to use my body so she could cum. It finally dawned on me; hearing our neighbor’s moans had turned her on to a new level. Every day and several times a day, our neighbors would get loud. And every day and several times a day, my wife wanted to ride me until she was exhausted.

Now, fifteen years later, it still gets her motor running to think about that unusual vacation. And I still benefit. My thanks go out to the short Indian gal who made so much noise when she came.