A Summer of Unspoken Desires

I am a 34-year-old housewife with children.
Last summer, my family and I went on a trip to an island in the Florida Keys.
Not knowing much about sea travel, we bought the cheapest second-class tickets available.
It turned out to be a communal sleeping area.

There were lines drawn to mark spaces just big enough for one person to lie down.
We borrowed blankets and everyone lay down to sleep in a large room.

My husband, daughter, and I lay down in a row.
My husband warned me not to roll over in my sleep, as I have a tendency to do so.

My excited daughter was the first to fall asleep, and as I listened to her breathing,
my husband started to snore lightly, and I soon fell asleep as well.

Some time later, I woke up feeling a strange sensation on my buttocks.
I was wearing a skirt that was slightly shorter than knee-length,
and I felt a thick, rod-like object pressing against my buttocks through the skirt.

Still groggy from sleep,
I realized that the object pressing against my buttocks was moving slightly.
"Is this a penis?" I thought, and my awareness of the sensation made my heart race.

But I only knew my husband's penis,
so even though I felt the large penis pressing against me,
I thought, "It can't be this big!"

Without thinking, I reached back under the blanket.
My fingers touched warm skin...
At first, I didn't realize it was an erect penis,
so I touched it lightly with my fingertips and then grabbed it firmly.

Apparently, I had rolled over in my sleep,
and my buttocks had ended up in the space of the man next to me.
He had covered my exposed buttocks with his blanket,
and was pressing his naked penis against me under the blanket.

When I realized that the object pressing against my buttocks
was the large, exposed penis of the man next to me,
I panicked, but the more I understood the situation,
the more my mind went blank, not knowing what to do.

The man placed his hand over mine,
encouraging me to move it up and down,
but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

My body froze in shock,
and my hand remained on the man's occasionally twitching
large penis for a while, unable to let go.

At that moment, my daughter snuggled up to me,
and as I hugged her,
I was able to move my frozen hand naturally,
releasing the man's penis.

As if waiting for that moment,
the man's hand started touching my buttocks under the blanket.
Unable to resist the abnormal situation,
my skirt was lifted up,
and the man's penis, which had been pressing against my skirt,
was now pressing against my buttocks through my underwear.

The man then began to rub his penis
against the skin of my exposed buttocks and thighs,
enjoying the sensation of my skin.
After a while, he pressed the tip of his penis
against my center through my underwear, stimulating me.

The direct stimulation to my genitals
made my body, which had been in a panic,
burn with intense sexual arousal.
Even though my husband and daughter were right in front of me,
my private area became wetter than ever,
and I arched my back and pushed out my buttocks,
making it easier for the man to move.

The man, who had been stimulating my private area
with the tip of his penis through my underwear,
began to use his hips,
pressing his hard penis against my entrance through my underwear.

The man's lewd hip movements
made his penis press into my private area through my underwear.
...It felt like I was being violated through my underwear...
As I thought that, the man's erect penis
enjoyed my private area, which only my husband knew,
and I felt an abnormal excitement
as I reached my peak.

Even though I tried to keep it a secret,
my body trembled with pleasure.

...There was no way to hide it from the man.

He whispered in my ear, "You're so naughty,"
and lifted my hips,
then pulled down my underwear.

He whispered in my ear, "I'm going to put it in,"
and I snapped back to reality, trying to resist and escape,
but I couldn't move as I was holding my daughter.
In that position, the man pressed his large penis
against my center and, unable to avoid it,
I accepted it deep inside me.

The sensation of the large penis entering me was overwhelming.
Having only known my husband's penis, the stimulation was too intense.

Despite the awkward position,
the man's clumsy thrusts made me climax multiple times
before he ejaculated.

As he thrust deeply inside me,
in a place where my daughter and husband were right in front of me,
the man ejaculated a large amount of semen deep inside me.

As I felt the man's penis, which had shrunk after ejaculation,
being pushed out of my body,
I looked at my daughter...

She was looking at me with a surprised expression.

But she didn't realize that I had been having sex with the man behind me.
She was just surprised by my heavy breathing and the convulsions of my climax,
thinking I might be sick.

When I told her I was okay and patted her head,
she quickly fell back asleep, as she was very tired.

After that, the man took me to a less crowded area of the deck,
and while pretending to be a couple wrapped in a blanket looking at the sea,
we had sex from behind...

At that moment, I was no longer a wife or a mother,
but a woman... no, a female.

Even though there were few people on the deck,
some passengers saw us.
Even though we were hiding under the blanket, I think it was obvious.

On the deck of the ship, with my husband and daughter on board,
I was having sex with a stranger,
and the abnormal situation excited me.
Half in a panic, I heard the man whisper in my ear
that other passengers were watching.

"You're a real perverted housewife,
getting pleasure from being seen by others
while having sex with a stranger on the same ship as your husband."

Feeling a twisted excitement from the man's words,
I was made to climax again and again,
as the man ejaculated inside me as punishment.

After wiping off the semen that was flowing out of me in the bathroom,
I returned to the room where my family was sleeping.

When I returned, my husband and daughter were still sound asleep,
which made me feel relieved.
But the man who had returned while I was wiping off the semen
started touching my body again.

Having been intensely stimulated by the rough sex,
I was exhausted and fell asleep while being teased.

When I woke up a while later, my husband and daughter were still asleep,
but I was awakened by the announcement that we had arrived at our destination island.

The man next to me occasionally stroked my buttocks
while listening to my husband talk to me.
Each time he did that, the memories of the lewd sex from the previous night
came back vividly, and I felt a mix of guilt and illicit arousal
as I looked at my unsuspecting husband's face.

But the man didn't push it further,
probably not wanting my husband to find out.

When we arrived at the island and stood up to disembark,
the semen from the previous night, which I had wiped off before sleeping,
started to drip from my private area, making me panic.

As I looked back while leaving the room, I saw that the man was also disembarking.
On the deck, it was a beautiful day, as if the events of the previous night were a dream.

During our stay on the island, I wondered if I might encounter the man again...
With a mix of fear and anticipation,
our family trip ended without seeing him again.

Since then, every time I have sex with my husband,
I remember that day's events and become more lewd and wild than before.

But I can't become a female like that with my husband.
Recently, I imagine other men's large penises... and comfort myself.

I experienced my first molestation in my life. The first time was on the way to the hospital, and the second time was right in front of my husband... Even though my husband was right in front of me, I couldn't wake him up. I couldn't stop the overflowing love juices, and to my horror, I climaxed from the molester's fingers. Even though I hated it, why did it feel so good? Unable to forget the pleasure of the molestation, I found myself fantasizing about being molested...