Love turned Adventurous

I’m Aditya, 188cm tall with an athletic build, and my wife, Shriya, is 170cm tall with a great slim body and 32D boobs.

We were in a relationship for about 5 years and finally got married. We were friends for many years before that and were deeply devoted to each other and our relationship. After a lot of convincing, we got married in January 2025. We decided to go to Vanuatu for our honeymoon.

As responsible individuals, we’ve never engaged in intercourse, although we’ve had many oral encounters.

Our first 2 days in Vanuatu have been relaxing, with a bit of exploring the island. We’ve decided to spend a day at the resort for ourselves before continuing our exploration. Our third day in Vanuatu was a day full of swimming and relaxing at the resort.

We had a couples massage in the resort after lunch. We came back to the room and lay on the bed, trying to decide what to do. As the massage was long and made us oily, she did not wear her innerwear.

After the massage, she has a nice surplice neck dress on. The neck was deep, and there was an elastic band from under her boobs to her waist to keep the silhouette slim.

However, due to her Ds, she had to wear the top loose to make it look normal rather than tight. She is very reserved and is wearing a dress with a deeper neckline for the first time.

Whilst in bed, I started kissing her, and we started kissing each other heavily. We were disturbed by a doorbell. I got up to see who it was. Shriya was still on the bed in the same pose, with one of her boobs almost fully visible, including the nipple.

I did not say anything, as it built some excitement in me. I opened the door, and the room service person came in. He was there to light mosquito repellent in the room.

Robert, the room service guy, is a young and lean guy who came in with a handful of repellents. He is setting them around our suite. There is still a lot of light.

When he was lighting one near the Ottoman, he saw Shreya and froze for a second. I pretended not to see and sat in a chair somewhere with my phone. I saw him glancing at her multiple times. She did not notice it as she was on her phone, too.

I saw him take a picture of her, but I couldn’t confront him without making it look like I knew all along. He left after some time.

I then went to Shriya and acted shocked that the entire boob was visible. She got nervous that she might have exposed herself to him. I told her that it didn’t matter, as we didn’t know any of them and wouldn’t see them ever again.

I started joking that she could have been topless to see his reaction. We were joking, and she instantly laughed and dismissed it. But the thought had taken hold of me very hard. I started pushing her to be more daring, as this was her only chance.

A couple of hours later, we decided to go to dinner at the resort’s restaurant. I forced Shriya not to tighten her dress as it gave me a weird sense of thrill. She sort of agreed. We came out of the suite and walked to the restaurant. I can see the wind blowing her top and showing her boobs, but it wasn’t enough.

I’ve asked her to loosen a bit more, and she said she won’t. We stopped and sat on a swing on the way as the restaurant was being set up for dinner. We sat there. When we were getting up, the string on her top got untied.

Her entire top was going to fall, but she held it just in time. She asked me to help tie it back, and I did it pretty loosely. “You purposely did that, didn’t you?” she asked. I laughed.

She said, “If you don’t have the shame not to expose your wifely body to strangers, I will leave that shame to see your reaction”. I didn’t exactly understand what she meant, but I felt like she was okay to be like that.

We went to the restaurant and sat at the table. I swear I could see one of her nipples almost constantly, and occasionally, the other one. And the way the dress is, it looks incredibly well-designed. It made it look like it’s still perfectly fitting from under the boobs.

That’s the view for everyone, and I almost shivered when the waiter came to our table. We’ve pretty much figured out that the male waiters were constantly around our table. A woman working there came to her and whispered that her dress was falling off.

Shriya said, “I’ve just realised that this dress is loose.” She adjusted it a bit, only for it to be back to showing everything in a second.

All of a sudden, there is a cultural program. At the end, they asked everyone to join them in a circle dance. Shriya started shivering. Before she could fathom it, a performer pulled both of us into the circle, and we were all dancing.

She tried to use her hands to keep the dress closed on her neck for quite some time. But when the steps got faster, I couldn’t hold it any longer. I whispered to her, “It’s okay, don’t worry about the dress. Just enjoy the moment.”

She then forgot everything about the dress and started dancing. I was shivering with excitement and nervousness, and all of a sudden, her top fell off.

Her entire boobs are visible to nearly 100 people. They were all now screaming and looking at her while dancing. The staff, under the guise of covering the event, took pictures of her.

I had to go to each of them after the event and delete those photos. At least as many as I could. A few people came and complimented her.

We immediately left for the room, as it was already 10 pm. The next morning, I went to the reception and asked them to delete all the pictures. The lady confirmed that she had taken care of last night.

Shriya woke up and, seemingly unglazed, asked me, “What is the adventure for today?”

Little did I know that this seemingly small act would soon turn into something crazy and unexplainable.

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