Open Marriage - The Early Days

My wife and I grew up in a small southern town in the USA and went to the same conservative high school. When we first met, I was 18 and a senior. She was 16 and a few grades below as a freshman. I was one of the jocks and she was one of the junior varsity cheerleaders. She was also a sports jock but was new to the gals team. Since I was part of the popular crowd at school, I did alright for myself. I played football and basketball and was in really good shape back then. She thought I was a "catch" and maybe she was right. We met at a party where she was hoping to get to know more people. That's where everything begins...

Near to graduation all the sports teams and the cheerleaders had gotten together for a huge night of celebration. Graduation parties at my high school were organised by the more experienced, senior girls who made sure that all the newer gals were willing to take care of any of the senior boys who attended the party. This included guys like me who were single or any of the couples who wanted to have some fun. The new girls were told by the senior girls what to expect and how to take care of anyone they were matched up with. Things could get pretty wild at these parties, especially as there was so much alcohol and weed. Lots of people joined in for the wild weekend. Mostly, everyone got off and had a good time - without too many troubles.

I was matched by one of the seniors with an inexperienced gal who would later become my wife. Her name was Claire. She was cute but in a plain, wholesome way. At least compared to many of the other cheerleaders, she wasn't exceptionally pretty - definitely not model beautiful sexy. But Claire was very friendly and had a fantastic personality, there was something to her - a mischief in her eyes. We instantly connected when we met. Afterwards - as we talked, almost straight away, our evening began to warm up for both of us.

Once all the introductions were finished and Claire and I were more comfortable together, we wandered off from the party to talk more privately. Attending this type of party had certain implications and we both knew what the other probably was expecting to happen. We also knew that we were both open minded enough to attend, so it was OK to try out new things without too much fear of failure or rejection. We knew it could get wild! Since we both understood what the party was about, we didn't waste much time and started kissing immediately. But I could tell that Claire was nervous when I started touching her elsewhere.

Not long after I began playing with her breasts, she confessed to me that she was still a virgin. She was almost like a child, she was so sweet. It was really cute how she showed me that she was interested yet was also so shy in wanting to see what I had below. To make things easier for her, I told her that because of her age I didn't want to have sex with her. Then I said she could look all she wanted. She admitted that she was happy not to do anything too sexual that night because she was a little scared and kind of religious. No problem.

Since we both wanted something to happen, we agreed on a hand job whilst I touched her tits. She also admitted that she had never seen an adult penis and was fascinated to see mine get hard in her hands. Once I'd completely removed my clothes for her, I showed her what to do and how to touch my body in the way I needed to get off. She let me play with her b-cup tits but didn't want me to finger her pussy. Afterwards, we lay naked together talking and touching. It was hard not to fuck her, she got me so horny.

Claire asked me what I'd do once graduating. When I told her that I'd like to join the Marines she kind of let out a soft moan and told me she liked guys in uniform. We decided to start dating - but kept to the agreement of no sex, not even a blowjob. I came back on leave after military training and we'd see each other which was always exciting. Eventually she graduated and decided to attend a local state college. She still lived with her 2 elder sisters and parents. I suppose for lack of any other option, we both decided to get married - at the end of her senior year. We married young, around 21 and 19.

I did several years in the Marines and by then she was almost out of college. I returned from my brief stint O/S with both of us having no money. We agreed to live with her family but that turned out to be a BIG mistake! Her father traveled a lot for work and he was kind of a wimp because of the mother and the eldest daughter. The mother reminded me of that whiny-bitch, Peg Bundy, from the TV show, Married With Children. The eldest daughter Carol (6 years older than her sister, Claire) was divorced with three rug rats. Unfortunately she'd become a coke and meth addict which meant that the state had forced her to give up guardianship a few years earlier.

Around the time that I moved in, Carol moved back home as well - at a very low point in her drug addicted life. The worst moments of our marriage were when we lived in that crappy house. Not long after Carol was settled back with her family, she decided to let a black guy she was dating also live with her (and share the house with all of us). That wasn't a smart move! Not only were her parents against it, making things difficult - but so were many people in our small southern town! Trouble brewed once the redneck bikers / drug dealers that supplied her with coke found out that she liked big black cock. They really objected to a black man living with a white family so - of course - they came over one night to 'talk' shit to him! BUT - before they could finish beating in on him, Carol's black boyfriend pulled a gun and shot two of the bikers! They both survived but we later found out Carols' ex got 10 yrs in prison for defending himself.

Stupidly, Carol decided to join that gang and it wasn't long before the whole town found out that her biker initiation was to do the whole gang in one night! Everyone knew that she was only hanging with them to get her drugs for free. But when it came out among the family that she'd allowed herself to be sexually and physically used by the entire gang, shit hit the fan. It caused a lot of issues at home and the situation was always VERY tense whenever the eldest SIL Carol was around. Not surprisingly, Claire and I got out of that house as much as possible.

Now Clairé's second oldest sister, Camille, was completely different from Carol, the eldest. Cammie was the middle child, a total angel - and the brains of the family. She was almost a year older than me but had just gotten her Master's in Psychology and was working on her PhD. We were actually classmates for a while in high school - but - we didn't really know each other back then. Of the three daughters, she was by far the most attractive with the nicest body - big Polish c-cup tits with very wide hips, blonde hair and blue eyes. Physically she looked prettier than my wife, but in those years, I thought her personality was kind of too prudish and religious to be interesting. Looking back, I think she went through some some kind of repressed Catholic up-bringing that had tried to correct the wild, rebel behavior that her parents experienced with the eldest daughter, Carol. That's probably why Cammie ended up studying Psychology. She worked out early on that people are all messed up and everyone needs a little help sometimes!

Claire and I wanted to escape from her mother and eldest sister every chance we could get. Living in California, there were plenty of opportunities for adventure and my wife and I explored the whole coast. We discovered that we both liked to visit a nude beach off Highway 1. Claire was always excited to strip and walk the full length of the beach, checking everyone out and also showing off her sporty physique. Our particular favorite beach had an isolated spot at one end with a small waterfall and pond - which we liked to sun bake near because of the peaceful sound. One time, a group of about 25 to 30 young guys and gals came down the hill and stripped to 'shower' in the waterfall. The strength of the stream varied if we'd had rain or not, but on this occasion it was a good solid flow of clean, fresh water.

We had our wine cooling in the small pool so walked over to them to get our wine and started talking. They turned out to be a small group of hippies in their twenties and thirties, living on a commune in the nearby hills. We chatted, all of us completely naked. It felt so natural but also kind of hot. They were all in quite good shape and not shy about looking or showing either! They eventually left so we went back to our blanket. More of the day passed and the beach was getting more and more people showing up. It still wasn't too crowded when another couple came along and set up about only 20 yards from us.

They were an attractive couple in their thirties. It became pretty obvious that they were putting on a show for us. They started spooning together whilst facing us. We could tell each time he thrust into her from behind because of the way she moaned as she ground her hips into him. She was watching us and smiling as he played with one of her boobs. She started to squeeze her other nipple, smirking at us. My wife and I also started getting turned on. We began to slowly touch more of each other, watching them and getting horny ourselves.

At some point, we were so excited by their show that we started to spoon as well, whilst facing them. I tried to match his thrust with my own performance, gliding my erection inside Claire, carefully slow fucking her on the beach whilst trying to avoid the attentions of the other people around us! But the couple we were watching were way ahead of us and didn't seem to care about getting caught. Soon they started to cum. We stopped playing as we watched them orgasm together. They seemed to exchange some words together the look over and smile at us. Suddenly, they got up together. Claire and I both thought they were going to walk over to us, but once they'd brushed off the sand from their bodies, they moved towards the shore to wash each other.

I think Claire and I were both entranced by what we saw. As they walked together his very big cock was swinging in the breeze. The woman held our attention the most. She was a Goddess - attractive, with fantastic breasts and huge nipples. We saw her reach down to play with her man's cock, trying to make him fully hard again. They teased each other by the shore in front of everyone. Our interest in them both was very obvious. So we stared. We weren't the only ones.

The whole beach seemed to be awestruck, enthralled by this amazing couple. Dazzling hot sexual tension settled over the beach. Claire was very wet and I was really hard. For a while, we'd disengaged our spooning sex to watch them walking and playing in the surf. But now Claire was so horny that she rolled me on to my back, then got on top of me. She sat in a reverse cow-girl position so she could continue to look at them playing together as she fucked me! It didn't matter to her that it would be obvious to every other couple on the beach what she was doing with me! It was so exciting that we didn't care.

She rode me up and down as our naked performers came back up towards us from the shore. The guy went back to their blanket and laid out in the sun, watching us. His girl (we never got their names) walked slowly toward us like the Goddess she was. I couldn't keep my eyes off her tits. She came right up to our towels, smiling with hungry eyes. By now, it was very obvious to everyone that we were having sex openly on the beach, just like that other couple had been.

Claire swung herself around on my cock. Once she could get a much deeper fit inside - by facing me - she started to ride me very hard. I concentrated on not cumming as she ground into me. The Goddess sat down on the edge of our towel, right beside us. Then she spoke in a soft whisper. She asked if we enjoyed their show. Her silken voice broke our horny spell. We laughed and said that we did. Between grunts, we asked her "couldn't she tell?!!!" Then she asked if she could watch and join in.

Claire agreed without any hesitation or shame. It was such a huge turn on for me! Both gals nipples were very erect from the ocean breeze. I watched, close to cumming, as our stranger reached out to play with Claire's tits. At the same time, she put her other hand between her own legs. I tried reaching out to play with the nipples of this Goddess but she soon brushed my hand away. She wouldn't let me go further. but I didn't mind - I'd lost it already. Claire was exceptionally hot by this point and she started cumming, just like I did. This seemed to turn the other gal into a volcano too. We were all grinding our pubic bones as we came - knowing we were being watched.

The Goddess fingered herself to a massive orgasm - it was very loud! The whole beach must have heard her moaning. People were everywhere now, watching us, but we didn't care! I could see her man was hard again and was openly playing with his big cock whilst laying on their blanket. He wasn't the only guy doing that whilst watching us! The Goddess and her hung lover started a sexual tidal wave that spread to other couples on the beach.

We still weren't finished. After cumming, Claire stayed on top of me, lust in her eyes, grinning, exhausted. At that point, the Goddess leaned over and between us. She gave Claire a deep kiss that lasted about a minute. Claire was so sensitive that she came again just from the kiss! The Goddess had broken the spell between us, striking the moment like a bell. Her voice run through our bodies when she ended her kiss and said "thank youuuuuu" whilst staring deeply into Claire's eyes. Still sitting on my cock, Claire seemed to cum again just from the eye contact. I had a clear view only inches from the Goddess's wet pussy as she bent over Claire. I started fucking Claire again, the moment was so hot. It really was the wildest moment of our lives. It's something we still get very horny just thinking about.

Having got what she wanted, the Goddess got up and walked back to her blanket and without saying another word, mounted her man. She started fucking him heavily, surrounded by a wall of erections. Claire got off of me and leaned down to lick my cum and her juices off my cock, keeping me hard. After I was clean she laid beside me and we made out like teenagers (we were so young then). We started having sex again, whilst watching the other couple fuck like crazy in front of the gathered crowd of horny couples and men.

Eventually it had to end. As our horny, exhausting spell broke, we became aware how much the atmosphere of the beach had changed, everyone aroused by our performance. We started to feel a little awkward laying there after such a hot show. Some guys were getting a little too close with their cocks. It was amazing to see so many people getting turned on. Yet we also knew enough that we had to come to our senses. We decided to leave before the Goddess and her man finished fucking. Our only regret is not getting to talk to them. There were just too many people around by that stage.

That experience was only one of several adventures we shared in California, including visiting our new friends at the hippie commune with a similarly intense encounter. My new wife Claire turned out to be a very wild entertainer! Some time later I discovered that wildness ran not only through Claire and Carol, but throughout her family.

Now I always thought her sister, Cammie, was prudish and repressed. Over the years, I learned that she'd changed. I started getting the impression that she was becoming much more alike with my wife - her younger sister - Claire. Some Catholics like my SIL feel bad about being naked. Don't get my wrong, I'm also Catholic and can say, generally, we don't think nudity is sinful.

However, unlike my wife and her female friends who were very open, Cammie seemed to have a hangup about nudity. Maybe, back then, I think it was more to do with Cammie's own body confidence than up-bringing or religion. But as she got older, Cammie turned out to be a lot of fun which Claire and I both enjoyed. Let me share how that happened...

As I said, the eldest SIL and MIL were nightmares to live with. Claire and I could only stand living with the in-laws for so long before it eventually drove us crazy. We had to get out. Since we connected so well with Cammie, we three agreed to move out together and rent a large beach-side cottage with ocean views. By that time my wife was on her way to being a school teacher and I'd become a fireman working nights.

I'd often hang around the house during the day, on-call. I was working over the night watch and would typically come back to the cottage around 9 a.m to sleep during the day. During daylight hours, Claire worked at school which meant that with our different work schedules, we often didn't have opportunities for sex. Not long after we'd all moved to the beach house, my wife had fallen pregnant so I wasn't getting much action at home anyway. I woke up one day for a late lunch and was really hungry but also super horny. Rather than eat, I stayed in the bedroom to satisfy my need to cum.

I laid on the bed watching some porn, playing with myself. I planned to cum quickly and then afterwards get something to eat. Out of habit, I put on my clumsy headset to listen to the sounds of orgasm whilst I watched a video from our secret porn collection. (Claire was into them too.) I put on a typical film involving an inter-racial orgy with big black cocks banging big tit blondes. The type of thing we'd definitely want to keep secret from our southern friends...and after what had happened with Carol, secret from our family! Watching porn wasn't unusual for me or my wife as we'd watched them together whilst playing with ourselves. Now however, I was alone and horny.

For context, our bedroom was arranged such that the door was beside the head of the bed which was opposite the tv screen. What I didn't know was that the ocean breeze had blown ajar my bedroom door. I was busily enjoying the porn and, as it happened, I didn't notice until too late that the door was slightly open.

Yep, you guessed it, after only a short while living together, I was caught masturbating by my prudish SIL!!! The good news is that I discovered she wasn't actually that prudish after all...

Cammie later told me that she'd finished university earlier than expected and was apparently looking for me, calling out my name. She then assumed she was alone and came wandering through the house not expecting to 'see' me. I had my headset volume up and also thinking I was alone, was jerking pretty hard. I was so focused on the porn and was really going for it being so horny. My SIL later admitted that as she approached the door, she was so amazed by my horny state, that she couldn't help watching as I masturbated intensely towards my orgasm.

The moment I realized I was caught was like a whirlwind and it altered our connection... forever. I was right at the point of cumming when I heard her say something like, "Oh..." at which point I suddenly became aware of her at the door. Surprised, I looked at her as we both made eye contact. In that instant it was clear that she'd been watching my cock and was smiling at my hot frenzied state. It should be no surprise that I immediately shot my load!

The first burst of cum went over my head and hit the pillow nearest to her. The rest of it landed on my chest, stomach and thighs. My eyes rolled backwards and as I came I watched the expression on her face. I was so incredibly startled and so turned on that I came, very, very hard. Cammie was stunned!

Within an instant of losing control I felt a mad panic as I tried to leap off the bed. But as I hurled myself from the mattress, I'd forgotten that my headset was tangled around me, twisted in my limbs. Knowing that I hadn't been able to cover myself in time - that I'd just cum wildly in front of my SIL - I stood up far too quickly (for someone who hadn't eaten). My mind blowing orgasm was replaced with a rush of blood to my head which made my legs fade, my body weak and my sight go dark. I was mumbling an excuse about not seeing her whilst I staggered toward the door to close it. My hands were covering my dripping cock as dizziness overcame me and I started to collapse.

Seeing my state, Cammie unfroze her vision of my orgasm and stepped through the doorway. She reached out her arms to catch me as I staggered straight into her! Unfortunately she put her hand right in the middle of my cum covered chest and I let go of my cum-covered cock to grab her shoulders for support. With cum all over our hands, it couldn't have been more embarrassing for both of us!

Once I got my balance, Cammie started laughing and said something like "Whoa there cowboy - you're gonna get a gal pregnant". It was obviously a joke about her sister/my wife who was with child. I steadied myself against her, hiding my face in shame. I fired back some smart reply - "yeah, being pregnant is why I'm in here doing this on my own!" Cammie laughed again and said "we'll have to wash the evidence away won't we". At that point she stepped further inside the room, then turned and wiped my cum off her hand onto the nearby pillow case on the bed.

I was apologizing and too embarrassed to look her in the eye. She shushed me and said "You're still dizzy cowboy, lay back down before you drip all over the floor". I said I had to wash up but she guided me back onto the bed. She looked at me up then down and said she'd get a washcloth. As I lay naked on the bed, cum all over my body, I didn't bother to cover myself. Cammie went to our bathroom and I heard water running, then she came out with a wet facecloth. Staring at my cock, she walked over to me and said "poor man, it's all over you, What a load that was!" Then to my surprise, she bent over and started washing my thighs and stomach.

Her touch was electric. I couldn't help it, I started getting hard again! As she moved up my thighs, she lifted my almost erect cock and started washing it, grinning at me as I lay there, frozen and not sure how to respond. My body knew what it wanted because I got rock solid between her hands! My now-not-so-prudish SIL stood and looked at me again and said, "Claire is going to hate it if the sheets gets stained so you better not come on the bed again. " With that she started laughing and playfully threw the facecloth onto my face. She laughed again and said "You can wash the rest of yourself, I'll clean the pillow case." With that she stripped the pillowcase from the pillow. But before she walked out, she took one more good look at my now very hard cock and said, "I'm going to make some coffee cowboy. Come join me when you've put out your fire." She winked and left the room... but didn't close the door!

Not knowing or caring if she was still in the hallway, I pumped my cock to ecstasy. Thankfully, Cammie never said anything to Claire about what happened and what she had seen. Ever since then, there was a level of trust with one another that helped us to become a lot closer. Afterwards, when using the common bathroom, I didn't mind the door to our bedroom being left open. Cammie would learn that Claire and I were both nudists as neither of us bothered cover up in front of her. Cammie was also never shy in looking. Some time later, I eventually admitted to Cammie that her sister and I we were both exhibitionists and confessed that we'd made out on a beach in front of lots of other couples! Instead of being shocked, she was turned on and said I had an incredibly hot body and should be proud to show it. We started to confide more and more in one another about our various experiences. That's how I found out about some of her own adventures with her boyfriends - which gradually led to more and more fun between us all!

To understand what happened in the years renting at that beach house, I need to explain that the place was actually just a makeshift cottage. The common bathroom was really just a large laundry room with a toilet and shower. It was connected to our room through one door and also had access to the main part of the cottage through another door.

There were 7 rooms, 5 of which were sub-divided as cheaply as possible by the owner with do-it-yourself plasterboard and plywood sheets. As a consequence, the walls were really thin and there were several mis-alignment gaps because the sheets weren't joined properly at various points. The owner had never bothered to fill in or repair his cheap handiwork. In most cases, standing at a distance from the wall with a quick glance at each join, the mis-alignment gaps between the plywood sheets weren't so obvious as to be able to notice daylight streaming through from the other side.

A very close inspection of the entire wall and of every joint would reveal the occasional peephole, when crouching low or standing quite high. You can guess where this is going, but no judgement OK? Over the years we rented with my SIL, we had many different cousins and relatives and friends visit or stay as overnight guests. My not-so-prudish SIL and our visitors would often use the adjoining bedroom or bathroom to change into or out of bathing suits and to shower afterwards. Yep, whenever I knew that they were getting naked in there, I'd go into our bedroom and peak through the gaps!!!

It was always hot to watch and listen. My wife knew all of this and would often do the same - peaking whenever there were guys changing. It was our very, very hot secret!!! We both enjoyed whispering late into the evening about what we'd seen and heard. We'd lay in bed talking about every hot moment and get very turned on about our peeking games. I saw both of my 2 SIL's and many cousins and friends changing. In the adjoining bedroom, we even saw my own sister and her huge-cock hubby having sex - although the viewing position through that gap wasn't perfect for seeing the bed. We heard a lot more than what we could see but it was still a turn on for us!

Afterwards, we'd get so horny that we didn't mind them hearing us have wild sex too. When the opportunity came up with my SIL, we'd let ourselves go, moaning as we came. Our voyeurism fueled the exhibitionist fantasies that we shared and we both got bolder and bolder, getting caught several times in our cottage by friends and family!

Eventually, my not-so-prudish SIL noticed the gap in the walls too. That happened when, one day I thought I heard movement near to our magic wall. I was changing into my swimwear, readying myself to join Cammie on the beach. When I heard movement, I decided to move in front of the gap and put on a show. Once I'd finished, I quickly changed then rushed around the corner, catching her as I nonchalantly announced that I was ready to swim. She hopped back from the wall, her face flushed very red and she was smiling at what she'd seen. YES! She'd definitely discovered our secret magic wall.

Nothing was said but from then on, I knew for certain that Cammie liked to watch my body. I'd regularly listen out for movement or the sound of the door opening so that I could intentionally give her plenty of hot visions of me stroking my hard cock, talking to myself about how I needed to fuck so bad.

At first, I tried not to make things too obvious for her. When the opportunity came up, I began playing with myself until I came. Eventually these performances got hotter and hotter. They became one of many events that later led to a near 40 year on-again, off-again affair with Cammie! It turns out catching me on the bed masturbating, watching me cum to ecstasy was one of Cammie's biggest turn ons. She had been hungry for my cock ever since and was secretly obsessed with me!

After all this time, I look back and part of me does think that I married the wrong sister! I love Claire especially with everything we've shared together, but truthfully, it's always been Cammie who has known how to drive me completely crazy. She is the least prudish, repressed Catholic I know! Being a psychologist I should have figured out much sooner in my life that she was a very open minded woman The years in that cottage turned me into a walking, living, breathing erection. It was a very horny house for all of us!

There are a few other great memories I can share. I mentioned that we often had friends drop by. People would visit us for a day at the beach and we'd let them use our common bathroom to change into bathing suits and shower afterwards. One time, I got surprised when the door from the bathroom opened to our room and our friend's attractive, barely-18 year old daughter came through the "wrong" door to get changed.

She stood there for what seemed like a very long time, smiling that she'd caught me naked. She told me she was heading down to the beach and asked if I needed her to carry anything down. As she tried to make conversation and get changed herself, I stood there watching, nervous that someone else would come inside the cottage and see us naked together. I was afraid to respond to her attempts at conversation as my voice was cracking from my nerves. But she kept talking anyway, watching as my cock was getting hard and starting to twitch up from seeing her exposed body. Eventually she made it obvious that she was staring, then looked up directly into my eyes and said "I'm sorry. It'll be hard to swim with that surprise".

She smiled again, then walked straight past me (within a hands width of my cock), watching it throb and stand up for her naughty attention. As soon as she left the room, with her still waiting for me in the hallway, door wide open, I began jerking my cock, very heavily. She definitely knew the affect she'd had on me because she 'entered' the bedroom again, only moments after I'd cum. She playfully asked me if I was ready to join her! Thankfully that wasn't the last time that she or her mother made a beach visit to our cottage. Nor was it the last time that my hard cock throbbed in front of her gorgeous form! There were some very fun days at that cottage...

Now back when Claire was pregnant, we'd told our closest friends, Eileen and Bob, about our nude California beach visits. They were very keen to experience that kind of fun themselves. I guess we knew something would eventually happen with them.

But our friendship had slowed down somewhat after they were married and whilst Claire was going through motherhood. As summer approached, we all tried to make an active effort to be more social. We started meeting up regularly, together with some old college friends. We were four straight couples.

Occasionally there was another couple who would join us - they were lesbians and with the politics of the age, not openly out of the closet. For the rest of the world, they lived together - nothing more than 'just friends'. We all knew that lie was necessary - one of the women taught in a church school and she needed to be discrete. Her teachers salary wasn't much and that gave her an excuse to rent a room with a friend. Most of the couples were also teachers too, like Claire. With everyone on starting pay scales, our entertainment was on a budget and definitely not the expensive evening kind. But we had a lot of fun anyway. We played lots of card games and rather than gambling, often joked about strip poker for the losers. Twister was a popular game at the time, and we all played full-contact (clothed) Twister together. That brought a lot of intimacy and fired up special tensions which eventually played themselves out through swinging as we outed ourselves, one-by-one to this group of friends. We eventually slept with all of them.

Claire with her pregnant belly and Eileen were always the most playful of the seven women in the group. Our connection to Bob and Eileen became closer and closer. After our baby, the three other guys in the group, but especially Bob, were very curious about Claire's breastfeeding. Since everyone knew she was a nudist, Claire wasn't shy about opening her shirt and letting her breasts hang out. They were always full of milk and physically twice as large as normal. Her nipples and areola had also become much darker than her usual fair northern European skin color. I always enjoyed watching all the guys secretly go crazy in front of their wives whilst eyeing Claire's glorious body.

Our first genuine swinging experience happened the following spring with Bob and Eileen. They went with us (and our baby) to a local nude beach, one warm weekend. Bob had a big 4WD and pre-season we could drive out onto the beach. We found a nice sand dune with a bowl type depression beyond the dune, largely out of sight from any passers by. We unloaded everything - coolers, blankets, towels, umbrella for the baby. We also had a one year old German Shepard. We sat nervously, knowing what we all wanted to do, but not knowing who would make the first move or how far we would all go. I decided to take the dog for a quick run along the beach to let Bob have some private fun with the two women. I knew that Claire would not be shy.

When I got back there was no one in sight. I staked the dog out under the shade of the 4WD and quietly walked over the dune. What I found was beautiful. Shining skin under the sun, there were three people laid out naked on the blanket. Bob was in the middle of discretely holding hands with both women and sporting a nice solid erection. To break their tension, I walked over to the cooler and said something like, "Glad you started without me". Almost instantly, Eileen jumped up as if caught.

She stood at attention and turned to face me head on, aware that she was completely nude. I smiled and looked her up and down. She's tall, 5'9" and a beautiful woman. Her breasts were larger than Clairé's milk-full feeding breasts.

Curiously, her nipples were partly inverted (I later found out that when they became erect, they fully popped out for display.) Her complexion was also very fair with light, trimmed, reddish pubic hair. Her husband Bob was a very big guy, 250 lbs, 5'10" and solid. He had bad knees from high school football but had kept his muscular physique.

When I announced myself, Bob quickly rolled away from Claire (possibly not wanting me to know that they'd been holding hands.) His erection had been bouncing around but now deflated as I continued to interrupt their fun with more conversation. Claire stood up, took a towel and then sat on the side of the dune facing us all - with her legs spread just enough to reveal her glistening pussy. Bob couldn't help but look, and as it turned out,

Claire had been doing more than just holding Bob's hand! She was clearly very wet and he quickly became hard again. I offered beer or wine from the cooler. Bob reached up and took a beer from me. Claire declined because of breastfeeding but Eileen took a cup of Sangria. She was nervous standing naked about a foot away from me. From my knowledge of her I may have been only the second man, after Bob, to see her completely naked.

Her face and chest were blushing red. She sipped the wine and spilled a few drops on her breasts. She blushed even redder as my attention was drawn to her body. Claire stood up again and walked toward the baby's portable bed, shaded under an umbrella. She squeezed between Eileen and Bob and I saw her deliberately brush against his re-inflated dick. He looked startled but tried to hide his reaction. Meanwhile, Eileen looked me up and down. I had taken my t-shirt off before my run but was wearing cut-off jeans. I was still in good shape with my runner's body, with some muscle as a Fireman and former Marine. I proudly remember my hard, flat belly from those years.

Eileen said something like, "Aren't you going to join us?" I held up my beer to indicate that I was also drinking with them too. She frowned and Claire laughed and said something like, "I think she wants to see you naked." I teased Eileen by asking if that was what she really wanted. She stuttered, "Yes. I mean No. I mean, join us."

Bob thought it was funny to see his wife so embarrassed about wanting to see me. I gave Eileen my beer to hold, put my hand on her bare shoulder and reached down to take my shorts off. Since my hand was resting on her shoulder, only inches above her naked breasts, that made her blush even more. Fully naked, I handed her my shorts and took my beer back. I casually stepped back a little to give her a better look and then said something like, "Are you happy now?"

As soon as I had seen all three of them naked on the dunes, I had gotten a hard-on. Bob laughed and spit a mouthful of beer when he saw Eileen's gaze drop to my cock. It was pointing straight at her and without taking her hungry eyes off my cock, Eileen said, "Thank you" and continued to stare. I immediately responded, "My pleasure" which got Bob laughing and caused his erection to bounce again.

I saw that the blushing in Eileen's face was fading but her fair skin was increasingly pink from arousal. To tease her some more, I tossed Bob some sun tan lotion and told him he might want to put some on Eileen before "her tits burned". That drew everyone's attention to Eileen breasts again. Bob agreed and stood up next to Eileen. He placed some lotion into the palm of his hands then he slowly rubbed her breasts. Claire and I watched their reactions. Standing in front of us, Eileen was embarrassed but enjoying the attention. Her inverted nipples popped out for show. Bob's cock was also getting very hard which did not go unnoticed by Claire.

I said to Eileen, you might want to put some lotion "on that - before it gets burned too!" She laughed and said something like, "No, he can do that himself. He can't control himself if I do it." Still seated, Claire grinned. She was only about two feet away, eye-level with Bob's cock. She said, "Bob, if you want I'll do that for you." Bob's answer was, "Well, if Eileen doesn't want to do it then..." That got him a playful punch on the arm and she grabbed his cock, giving it a pull in front of us. Eileen was right. As she rubbed the sun lotion onto Bob's cock, she had to stop. He was very close to coming in her hand and seeing his excitement had turned us all on a lot. With my hard cock still pointing skyward, I went over and laid down where Eileen had been. Claire was seated on the side of the blanket where she had previously been laying. Before Eileen could lay down, Bob realized that he was going to have to lay down beside Claire - or he'd be stuck laying next to me! Being homophobic, as we all were in the 70s, he quickly scooted to the other side of Claire. She'd been sitting up watching Eileen play with Bob's cock. Finally Eileen lay on my other side so that I was sandwiched between her on one side and Claire on the other- just like Bob had been. I couldn't have hoped for more.

After a few minutes Eileen reached over and held my hand. Gradually, I loosened our grip, then placed my hand upon her naked hip - just inches from her pubic hair. I felt her body quiver and ever-so-slowly, I moved my hand closer to her pubes and pussy. I couldn't tell how much Bob could see but I didn't think he would object given that Claire had already held his cock earlier that morning. He and Claire were soon having similar fun together.

We enjoyed a lot of talking, blushing and discrete touching between the four of us. Unfortunately, with a young baby, little disturbances happen. Heavy petting was about all that occurred that first beach trip together and the real action would have to wait for another time. We later progressed to a full on couples swap with Bob and Eileen. Those were some very hot swinging experiences! They've remained life long friends... and we still swing together.