By Tahoecple
This is a continuation of our story “The Cruise”...
The day after we partied with Lynn and Steve the wives treated themselves to a spa treatment and massage. The next few days just flew by. We spent a lot of time with Lynn and Steve, as well as a lot of quality time for just the two of us.
Over the next few days, we spent time in the pool and in the hot tub on deck. In short, we just enjoyed everything that a cruise has to offer.
We enjoyed the ports of call together. We spent time on the beaches, the nightlife, and just checking out the sights. The toughest thing for us during the rest of the cruise was picking what things we wanted to do over those things we didn’t have time to do.
The one thing we always seemed to find time for was the sex. Whether it was the four of us, just Linda and me, or one spouse with the other spouse, we enjoyed it all. Being with Lynn and Steve had turned into one of those rare occasions where everybody clicked and honestly enjoyed the company of everybody else.
I do not remember what day it was, but it must have been about halfway through the cruise, while we were at sea. Linda was doing something on her own and I was just walking on deck.
I saw Lynn sitting by herself at one of the tables on deck reading a book. I greeted her and sat down at her table. After getting a drink, we started to chat about nothing in particular.
At one point in our conversation, I remembered her telling me that she had seen our profile on SLS. “So, you two saw our profile on SLS?” I asked her. She just smiled that mischievous smile and said, “No, not really.” I was taken aback. “I thought you said you did?” I said. “Oh, I did say that" she replied, "but I hadn't really seen it.”
After smiling at me for a few seconds Lynn said, “Steve and I have been in the lifestyle for some time now. I really had no idea if you and Linda were or not. I knew that Linda turned Steve on from their interactions. I also knew that I was turned on by the idea of playing with you. What I wasn’t ready for was having our extracurricular activities becoming common knowledge back home. I just used the initials of that website. If you were in the lifestyle or at least interested in it, chances were you would recognize the site. If you had a profile on a swinger’s website, I would feel safe that whatever might happen it wouldn’t be circulated around back home.”
“What would you have done if I hadn’t recognized the website and asked about it?” I asked. “I would have told you it was a site for the Soccer League of Sacramento club,” she said with a laugh.
I told her that I was glad things worked out the way they did. I added that she made some old high school fantasies come true. “Some came true for me also,” she replied.
The next thing that Lynn said led into an hour of conversation that proved to me just what a naive kid I had been in high school. She started with, “Do you know who really had the hots for you back in high school?”
She not only told me who had the hots for me back then, she told me who was doing what with who, who wanted to do what with who, and who was doing what with who these days.
All I could say when she finished was, "You don’t know how badly I wish you would have told me this twenty some years ago!"
After talking to Lynn for a little over an hour, Steve joined us. A few minutes later, Linda also joined us. The four of us enjoyed watching the sun go down together.
At dinner that night, the four of us were at a table with two other couples. We were all in the same age group, that being in our thirties. There just seemed to be some chemistry between all eight of us as dinner progressed.
Everybody seemed to interact together very nicely. The conversations flowed between all eight of us at the table. By the end of dinner, we were more like a table of eight friends rather than a table of eight strangers.
Our group of four fun seeking people grew to a group of eight fun seeking people as the night wore on. The new members of our group were Pam and her husband Bob, along with Barbra and her husband Bill.
After dessert and coffee, both Lynn and Linda announced that they wanted to go dancing tonight. Both the other women at the table chimed in that they would also like to go dancing.
There was no formal invitation for them to join us, it just seemed like the natural thing to do so, all eight of us left together to find someplace to dance and have fun.
As we were leaving the restaurant, Lynn and Linda made a stop at the little girls’ room. I waited for them while the other five members of our group proceeded on to the bar.
As the group walked out of the restaurant, Steve and the other two guys were in the lead. Pam and Barbra were behind them talking together as we walked. When Linda and Lynn rejoined me, we walked to the bar arm in arm.
As we were walking through the ship toward one of the bars that we had frequented during the cruise, Lynn looked over at me and chuckled. I looked at her with a puzzled expression. “What is so funny?” I asked. “You are,” she said, laughing.
What?” I asked. “You do not have a clue about the fact that Barbra wants to jump your bones, big boy.”
“What are you are talking about?” I asked, puzzled by her comment. Linda chimed in by saying to Lynn, “Men think they know so much about women when they don’t really have a clue.”
“I will admit,” I said, “I have no idea what you two are talking about.”
"She was giving you all of the 'I want your body signs' and you did not notice any of them,” Linda said.
“She did not,” I said.
“Did you notice that she touched you in some way every time you two talked?”
“No,” I answered, “I did not notice that.”
“I rest my case,” Lynn said with a laugh, “and you are going to have to figure out for yourself what the rest of the signs were.”
“You women are just too excessively complicated for me,” I told both of them. “I do not know why women cannot just do the one little thing that will let a guy know they are interested in him.”
“Oh, do tell,” Lynn asked with a laugh, “what is the one little thing a woman can do to let a man know she is interested in him?”
“Well, she just needs to give him a blowjob of course!” I told her.
I must say that women do think alike because I was simultaneously hit in both arms at the same time by both Lynn and Linda, as they said in unison one word, “Men!”
By the time we made it to the bar, the rest of the group had already found a table big enough for all of us. The group ordered drinks and I took Linda out on the dance floor.
Bob, one of our new friends and Lynn were the only ones at the table when we returned from the dance floor. All the rest were on the dance floor.
Linda had just enough time to take a sip of her drink before Bob asked her to dance. As they walked off Lynn looked at me and said, “Well?”
“Would you like to dance?” I replied.
“With just a little practice, you are getting much better at reading women,” she said with a laugh.
We all danced, drank a little and laughed a lot during the next two or three hours. Everybody seemed to be having a great time and everybody seemed to be getting along well.
Both Barbra and Pam were very good looking in different ways. Barbra was either Hispanic or American Indian, I think. She had a darker complexion, almond-shaped eyes, a beautiful face to go along with her great figure. Pam was a tall blond about 5’8” or 9”, nice figure and very pretty face.
The bar had thinned out to just our group and a couple of other people. I ask Lynn to dance and we made our way to the dance floor, where a slow song was playing.
As we danced, I asked her if she and Steve would like to come back to our cabin when we left here. “I think that all eight of us would enjoy that,” she replied.
“Do you think our new friends would be open to that?” I asked.
“I am not sure, but from the conversation that I have had with them, I think they would be. Why don’t you just ask them?” she added.
“Okay,” I said, “let me talk to Linda about it to see if she is open to that.”
“I have already talked to her about it,” Lynn said with a sly smile, “and she is open to the idea. You just need to approach them with the idea.”
“Well, did you check to see if the husbands were open to a little playing?” I asked.
“Sure did," she replied, "and they sure are.”
When we got back to the table I walked up behind Linda, wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her neck. I then asked her if she wanted to invite the group back to our cabin to continue the party there. “Sure,” she replied, “if you want to.”
I looked up at the group and said to the new members of our group, “I think we are going to take the party back to our cabin. If you would like to join us, we would like to invite you to come along. I just wanted to let you know though that it will probably get a little risqué in a non-spousal exclusive kind of way. So if you would like to join us, we would enjoy your company and if not we understand that too.”
Barbra and Pam exchanged looks, then they both turned to their husbands for their reactions to the invitation. Pam looked back at me and said, “Are you talking about an orgy?”
“Well, I don’t know about an orgy,” I told her, “but let me just say that there will be nudity and sex taking place. What you do or do not do and whom you do it with is totally up to you. Nobody is going to force you into anything. I just want you to know what to expect if you decide to join us. We are just planning to have fun. We are all adults and you are not going to hurt our feelings one way or the other, so if this is something you are not comfortable with, we understand. We just want to let you know that you’re welcome to join us if you would like to.”
The four of them exchanged looks and Bill said, “It sounds like fun to me, but it is up to you, Barbra.” Bob said that he also thought it sounded like fun, but it was up to Pam. It was the classic husbands wanted to, but didn’t want to look too anxious in case the wife didn’t want to kind of thing.
Barbra said that the whole idea excited her but she felt a little intimidated at the same time. She turned to Pam and asked her what she thought.
Pam smiled and said, “Bob and I have talked about trying something like this, but just have not pursued it yet.” She then said, “We all seem comfortable with each other and I think we should go.”
Barbra said, “I do too. I think we would like to take you up on your offer. I am not sure just how far we will go or how much we will participate, but we would love to join you.”
“We would enjoy your company,” I told them.
As we walked back to our cabin Steve, Lynn, Linda, and I led the way. The other four talked among themselves as they followed us.
When we got back to our cabin, it seemed that there was a contagious case of nerves with everybody. It was one of those cases where everybody knew what we were there for but nobody wanted to make the first move. Everybody stood around talking for a few minutes.
Then Linda, who never ceases to amaze me, got things going. She announced to the group that if nobody minded, she was going to get a little more comfortable because her bra was killing her.
Everybody assured her that nobody minded. She walked up to me and asked me to unzip her. I pulled the zipper down the back of her dress and she let it fall to the floor. I then undid the clasps on her bra and she pulled it off.
Standing there in just her panties, she said, “Now, that feels so much better.” Lynn said, “Well, I think I will join you; I feel a little confined too.” In just a matter of moments, both Linda and Lynn were standing there in just their panties.
Then Linda looked at Pam and Barbra, saying, “You two should join us, your bodies are much too beautiful to keep covered up.” That was all the invitation they needed. The guys weren't far behind in getting out of their clothes and down to briefs and boxers.
With all of us down to just panties, boxers, and shorts, the whole group started to get more into the party mood. Linda walked up to Pam and Barbra and complimented them on their beautiful bodies.
“You two should be so proud to show off those sexy bodies,” she told them. “I know just how much work it takes to keep a great looking body like that and it’s nice to get to show it off once in a while.”
I fixed a round of drinks for everybody as the conversations continued to flow. Linda was talking to Bill as I walked up to Barbra. I noticed that Bill, while busy checking out Linda’s body, was also spending a lot of time checking on Barbra’s reaction to everything going on.
I felt that he wanted to give Linda a lot more attention, but didn’t want to do anything that would upset his wife and was waiting until he was sure that she was good with everything.
Barbra and I were standing by the sliding glass door leading to the balcony. She looked out at the balcony and commented that she really wished that they had a cabin with a balcony.
I asked her if she would like to go out and check it out, adding that we really enjoyed sitting out there at night. She slid the door open and we both walked out onto the balcony.
When we got out onto the balcony, I asked her how she was doing with all this. She thought for a moment then said, “I am fine, I think. Bill and I have talked about this stuff for months now. The idea of this kind of thing turns us both on during those discussions. We have just never really met anybody that we have felt comfortable enough with to take it past the talking stage. That is until tonight,” she added.
Now it was my turn to look at her and smile.
I was getting a multitude of different signals from this beautiful young woman. She had removed her clothes with the thinnest of provocations from Linda, yet seemed self-conscious about her nudity. She seemed to have a desire to explore her sexuality, while at the same time seemed almost naïve about sexuality in general. Also, after being around her for the time, I had concluded that she might also be a little younger than I had first thought.
By that time, I had decided that she was much more likely in her mid to late twenties instead of her thirties like the rest of us. I decided to take my time with her and not rush her into anything until she chose to. If she felt comfortable with just talking, that would be fine with me. However, if she wanted to engage in hot steamy sex, that would also be fine with me.
Just looking for talking points, I asked her where she had grown up. The synopsis of what she told me was that she grew up in a small town in the Midwest. She had gone to a parochial school K-12 and then had gone to a small all-girls Catholic college near where her parents lived, during which time she was living at home with them.
She had met Bill, who was the first person she had ever been serious about, after she graduated from college. She had not dated much in school and was working at her father’s company when she met Bill. When they got married, Bill went to work for his father and they had moved to California to live with his parents while they tried to save their money and find a place of their own.
I had just been looking for some conversation points. What I received was an open and honest history of her life up to this point in time. When she told me that she and Bill were living with his parents, I told her that was something I did not think I would be able to do.
“That must put a real damper on your sex lives,” I told her. She thought for a moment then said, “Well, if we had a sex life, I guess it would put a damper on it. Sex for us is a quiet affair in the dark with him on top, when it happens at all. I will be so happy when we are finally on our own, so we can really enjoy our sex life.”
“I guess that is the most appealing thing about this to me,” she added. “It would be so nice to be able to express myself during sex and not have to worry the whole time about who might hear us. Not only would I like to enjoy some of the things I’ve only read about, but maybe advance Bill’s sexual horizons a little.”
In only about five or ten minutes of conversation, I’d learned more about this young lady than most friends find out about each other after knowing them for years.
Now I was the one with conflicted feeling. I wanted to have sex with this very beautiful sexy woman. At the same time, I didn’t want to feel like I was taking advantage of this naïve young woman.
We stood together by the railing looking out at the water below us. “It is so beautiful out here at night,” she said. “It is beautiful,” I answered, “but it does not compare to you.”
She looked over at me and smiled. “Sir, are you trying to sweet talk your way into my panties?”
“Not really,” I answered. “What I am really trying to do is sweet talk you out of your panties.”
She wrapped an arm around my arm, pressing her bare breast into my bicep as she did. As she rested her head on my shoulder looking out into the night, she added, “Well, your wife talked me out of the rest of my clothes, so I would say your chances are really good you’re going to talk me out of my panties.”
I was enjoying this beautiful woman standing with me in the moonlight clad only in a pair of sheer panties. Pressing her breast into my arm was having its effect on me. My cock was standing fully erect, with the head sticking out of the top of the waistband of my boxers.
“Would you mind if I told you a secret?” I asked. She looked up at me, saying, “No, not at all.”
“Well,” I said, “I don’t know if I’m going to be able to sweet talk you out of your panties or not, but your beauty and the touch of your sexy body has already got a part of me out of my boxers.”
She looked down the front of me toward my crotch and the sight of my cock sticking out of the top of my boxers. When she saw my hard cock, a small moan escaped her lips. She reached down with one hand and ran her fingers over the length of my cock a few times. Each time she did she managed to expose a little more of it. When she had the majority of my cock exposed, she wrapped her fingers around it.
As she stroked my cock, in a low voice she said, “You are very well endowed; it is so thick.” She lowered herself to her knees in front of me.
It was more as if she was studying my cock rather than trying to stimulate me. She ran her fingers over the length of the shaft. Then over the head and wrapped her fingers around it. I felt like she wanted to do something, she just did not know what she wanted to do or what was appropriate for her to do.
At one point, she gave the legs of my boxers a little tug, then looked up at me. “Go ahead,” I told her, “if you would like to pull them off, go ahead and pull them off.” She smiled like a kid opening a Christmas present as she pulled my boxers down my legs, where I stepped out of them.
She touched me all over my genital area. She left no area unexamined or untouched. She pulled my cock down to where it pointed at her face. She then let go of it and it sprang back up and bounced onto my abdomen. This caused her to laugh and bounce up and down a little bit.
The longer she played with my cock the bolder she got. She leaned forward at one point and ran her tongue along the length of the underside of my cock. Then she tentatively ran her tongue over the head, which she found covered with my pre-cum. She again pulled it down to where it pointed at her face. This time she maintained her grip on it as she slid her mouth over the head. It was all I could do not to cum as I watched my cock slid into her mouth.
After a few minutes, I knew I was not going to be able to last much longer. I stroked her hair to get her attention. She looked up at me with my cock still in her mouth.
“Would you let me try to give you a little pleasure?” I asked. She backed her head off my cock and nodded her head. I reached down and helped her to her feet. When she was standing, I bent down and kissed her. I led her over to the chair and sat her down.
As she looked at me with questioning eyes, I knelt down in front of her. I reached up and took hold of the waistband of her panties. She did not say a word; she just grabbed the armrest of the chair and raised her ass off the chair. As she did, I slowly slid her panties off her hips and down her legs.
With Barbra sitting naked in front of me, I placed my hands on her knees and gently spread her legs. I leaned forward, lightly kissing the inside of her thighs before kissing and licking my way to her pussy. As my caresses reached her womanhood, I could see the lips of her pussy were open and ready. Her clit was large and protruded from between the lips of her pussy. I could also see that the insides of her thighs were moist from her juices.
I licked and kissed the insides of her thighs near her pussy. I ran my tongue along the area just outside the lips of her pussy, drawing a sharp inhale from her when my tongue first touched that area.
I concentrated my attention in the area around her pussy but did not touch it. Barbra started to twitch and squirm a little with my touch. Then, ever so lightly, I ran my tongue completely over her opening from the base of her pussy to her clit. When my tongue touched her clit, Barbra let out a long low moan of pleasure.
For the next several minutes, I used every technique that I knew to bring her pleasure with my mouth, lips, and tongue. I tongue fucked her, and sucked and licked her clit and slit.
It did not take too long before her hips were rotating to my touch. Then I heard her start to moan loudly as her hips started bucking against my face.
Soon with a very loud moan, she flooded my face with her juices. When I felt the flood of her orgasm I sucked her clit firmly into my mouth and inserted a finger into her pussy.
As she slumped back into the chair after her orgasm I started kissing my way up her body from her pussy. I kissed my way over her stomach and up to her tits. I ran my tongue over her nipples before sucking them into my mouth, first one, and then the other. Finally, as I reached her mouth and as my cock rested against her pussy, our lips met again.
When I pulled back breaking our kiss, I just looked at her for a moment. She looked into my eyes and a broad smile slowly covered her face. “That was wonderful,” she said in a low whisper. I smiled back and replied, “No, that was just the beginning.” Her smile grew into a big grin at my words.
Just then, I heard a loud moan from inside our cabin. I had been enjoying Barbra so much I had forgotten about the rest of our group inside. Barbra looked back over her shoulder toward the area the sound had come from. Through the glass door, I saw that Linda and Bob were fucking on the floor. Steve was fucking Pam on the bed and Bill and Lynn were fucking on the couch.
Barbra turned around in her chair so she could get a better view of what was taking place inside with special attention to her husband fucking Lynn.
Lynn was leaning over the front of the couch and Bill was holding her by the hips, fucking her from behind. I could see from the movements of her head that Barbra was looking from one couple to the next.
She had completely turned around in the chair. She was on her hands and knees in the chair, resting her elbows on the back of the chair while watching the action inside.
Barbra’s ass was perfectly located for me to enter her from behind. As I stood behind her, I slid my cock between her legs rubbing the shaft along the length of her pussy. She did not say a word, nor did she take her eyes off the action inside the cabin. She just reached between her legs and guided my cock to her entrance.
With a slow continual thrust, I slid my cock all the way into her pussy, holding it firmly inside her for a few moments. As I slid my cock into her, Barbra lowered her head onto her arms, inhaled deeply then let out a long pleasurable moan when she exhaled again.
After a few moments, Barbra again raised her head to observe the action going on inside the cabin. As she watched, her hips slowly started to move. First with a little rotation of her hips followed by more rolling of her abdomen, moving her pussy back and forth on my cock.
I started a slow easy rhythm of fucking my cock in and out of her warm wet pussy. I let go of her hips and reached around Barbra to her tits. I cupped and squeezed them before taking a nipple between each of my thumbs and forefingers, pulling them gently while giving them a firm squeeze. Barbra gave out a loud moan as I did, while at the same time I felt the muscles in her pussy clamp down on my cock.
The longer we fucked, the more vocal Barbra became. It started with some very vanilla comments but as time went on, the more descriptive she became. She was not only vocalizing our sex, she also started describing what she was seeing in the cabin. From the way they were located on the floor in front of us, Linda was riding Bob’s cock and we had a clear view of it sliding in and out of her.
“Oh, look at his cock going into her,” Barbra moaned. “Look at how wet his cock is, look how big his cock is. I’ve never seen a man fuck a woman in front of me before like this. This is so hot, please fuck me harder, please do it harder.”
On and on she went. This was all new to her and it sounded to me like she loved it.
As we watched the action inside the cabin, first one couple then the other started to reach their orgasms. You could hear the moans of pleasure, the screams of orgasms, and the gasping for breath. None of it was lost on Barbra. She took it all in all the action taking place in front of her. The more she saw, the higher it seemed to bring her own pleasure.
Barbra now was holding the back of the chair with both hands. She was using the chair for the leverage to slam herself back onto my cock as I fucked her. I held her by the hips, pulling her hard into my thrusts. I knew she was close and I knew what she wanted. I did my best to give her the hard fucking that she craved and needed.
Soon, I saw her raise her head back, looking up at the ceiling. Then the scream came, indicating that she was cumming. It wasn’t one of those 'oh by the way I’m cumming' screams. No, not this time. This was one of those top of her lungs 'I don’t care who knows because I want everybody to know' I’m cumming screams.
I could not hold out any longer and as she went over the edge, I filled her pussy with cum as my orgasm overtook me. We rode the wave of our orgasms until we were left breathless, with her head on her arms and me with my eyes closed fighting for breath.
When I opened my eyes a few moments later everybody in the cabin was looking at us and smiling. Bill, who was standing in front of us where he had been fucking Lynn was looking at us with mouth agape. Lynn had risen up from her kneeling position on the couch with an ear-to-ear smile on her face. Even Steve and Pam on the bed were looking out at us.
Barbra had not raised her head off her arms yet. I patted her on the ass and said, “I think there is something I should tell you.” Without raising her head, she just let out a little moan and said, “What is that?”
“I think there is a possibility somebody might have heard you cum” I smiled
She looked back over her shoulder at me and said, “Who?” I just shrugged my shoulders, giving one of those palms up signs and said, “Right now I think about half the ship.”
Her eyes got a little bigger and she said, “I wasn’t that loud was I?” I just smiled and pointed toward the cabin where everybody was still staring at us.
She turned toward the room and saw everybody staring at us. She then said the first thing that crossed her mind, “Oh shit.” She looked back over her shoulder at me with a little concern in her eyes and asked, “What am I going to do now?”
I said "Turn back around, look at them, and give them with a big smile and a little wave. That should do it." She did and everybody in the room laughed and waved back at her.
”Now, was that so bad?” I said. “Thank you,” she said. “I did not know what to say to them, I was so embarrassed.”
“Nothing to be embarrassed about and nothing to explain when you are caught in a screaming orgasm with the guy’s cock still inside you," I said. "It is what it is.”
“Now for the important question,” I said, “Was it everything you hoped for?” She laughed and said, “Now who’s asking the dumb questions? I just woke up half the ship with my orgasm and you want to know if it was what I had hoped for?”
I eased my cock out of Barbra’s pussy, then reached between her legs and gave it a little rub. “That was fantastic,” I told her, “I really hope we have an opportunity to do that again.” When she stood up, she gave me a little kiss, saying, “Me too.” Together we walked back into the cabin naked to join the rest of the group.
Barbra walked over to Bill as soon as we entered, giving him a hug and a kiss. After getting something cold to drink, I found Linda and gave her a hug and a kiss. “You really fired her rockets,” she said with a little laugh. I gave her a smile and a wink.
There was a lot of joking, laughing, and conversation that went on for a while. Pam was still on the bed curled up a little bit. I sat down on the bed beside her and ask her how she was doing. That led to a little chat back and forth between us.
At one point, I traced the back of my fingers over her nipples, drawing a little moan from her. As I tweaked her nipples, I asked her if she was up for a little more playing.
She just smiled and said, “I am always ready for a little more playing. The question is are you up for a little more playing?”
“Starting to get that way,” I replied, “but could use a little help in that direction. Do you think there is anything you might be able to do to get things going?”
Pam laughed as she rolled over and took my cock into her mouth. As she sucked my cock, I ran my fingers over her pussy, feeling the wetness left by Bob.
When she had my cock at full mast, I rolled her over onto her back and got on top of her. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I sank my cock into her pussy.
I kissed her deeply as I started to fuck her. Our tongues played in each other’s mouths as we fucked. There was no pretense, no build-up and no getting things warmed up. This was a continuation of something that had been started by somebody else and we were just going with it.
We were not alone in our pursuit of sexual pleasures. Everybody else in the room had paired up again with a new partner and the room was full of the sounds of sex.
The next hour or more was a blur of sexual activities. It was about a multitude of different positions, different partners, and different feelings. The smell of sex filled the room, along with the sounds of sex. Everybody was enjoying themselves and everybody was engaging in their fantasies.
By the time the party broke up, Linda had the addresses and phone numbers of our new friends, as well as promises to stay in touch. It was in the wee hours of the morning when our guests all got dressed and left for their own cabins for a little sleep.
During that night, Linda had managed to fuck all three of the guys. I had fucked the two new women in our little group of fun seekers. We were both beat and as we got in bed together after everybody had left we just held each other and drifted off to sleep.
We missed breakfast the next morning, opting instead to enjoy a lazy morning in bed together. After that night, for the remainder of the cruise, the eight of us pretty much traveled together in our endeavors. It all went by far too quickly and all too soon our ship was pulling back into the dock in San Diego.
That cruise was a rekindling of a friendship with Lynn and the start of a close friendship with Steve. They only live about an hour from us and we have stayed close over the years. During the years since that cruise, they've acted as a memory spark to that cruise and the fun we all had.
We met up with Barbra and Bill a few times after the cruise, but they lived in the LA area and due to the distance, over the years we have lost track of them, as well as Pam and Bob.
We would not mind a reunion with them. (If they read this story and recognize us, drop us a line as we would love to hear from you again.) I do not think there is much hope of that happening. But then again, up to a week before this cruise, there wasn’t any hope of any of this happening.
For the rest of you, I hope you enjoyed the story and I hope you remember one thing: Whatever you do in life, make it memorable. It is those memories that last for life, making life worthwhile. In the meantime, drop us a line and let us know if you enjoy our stories. We would enjoy hearing what you think.
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My wife and I have been married for over 10 years. She is 5'4, about 130lbs, 34F, and very fit.
We dated for couple of years before getting married. From the very beginning, she was the most sexual woman I had ever met. Soon after we started dating, she started to push me to talk about her former lovers. Slowly, I started to get turned on by the stories and became more and more curious about her past sexual experiences with boyfriends before me. Eventually, we got married, and few years later, she started to throw hints of wanting to raise her score. I quickly got on board and we started to regularly talk about how other men would fuck her and so forth.
Finally, during a trip to Vegas, we decided to visit a sex club and she was very excited, although a little nervous. She wore a new tight black dress with red lingerie underneath. We got to the club and just hung out. She was very uneasy and she said she had never been to a place like this. About 30 minutes in, we were starting to talk about leaving, she suddenly pointed at a slightly older guy and said: "Go bring him here." My dick was hard as a rock. I walked up to the guy and asked if he is interested in my wife, he had been staring at her the entire time. He quickly smiled and said, "Oh yes, let's go."
They shook hands, introduced themselves and we all decided to find the area with beds and more privacy (so to speak). We found a room downstairs that was only enclosed by a curtain. She told me to go and get condoms so she can get to know the guy for a few minutes. When I came back, they were just talking, slowly, she walked up to me and started kissing me. Once I let go, I gestured to the guy to go ahead; he quickly moved in on her. They started making out, he started kissing her all over the place, slowly, she dropped backwards on bed and pulled him on top of herself.
He lowered her dress and started sucking her big tits. She asked me to join in. We each had a tit in our mouth and we were both fingering her pussy at the same time. Slowly, I moved down and started eating her pussy. She is always fully waxed like a porn star. As soon as I stopped eating her pussy as she came, he went down and started eating it. Slowly, I moved back up and she took my dick in her mouth.
To our surprise, a crowd gathered and four other men wanted to fuck her. She shook her head but they all watched her get pounded.
The guy that went in there with us, quickly got naked and tugged at her red thong. She took it off and handed it to me. This whole time, she was playing with my dick, it's about 5.5". The guy was much larger, about 7". She looked at it and winked at me. She told him she likes it rough.
He had it fully up and moved close to her pussy. She stared into my eyes, grabbed his dick and guided it to rub her pussy. He took his clue and shoved it in. She reminded him to not be gentle. He obliged and fucked her like a whore. She begged for more by saying, "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard...look babe, he is fucking me so good, he is so big, look, he is fucking your wife right in front of you....oh yeah, fuck me." About four other guys and a couple were now watching her get fucked. I asked her if I should tell them to leave, she said no, she likes it. She slowly turned to them so they can get the full view of a dick in her pussy while she was playing with mine.
Once the guy got done, she said, "Okay honey, this was awesome," and kissed me multiple times thanking me for a great experience. She said she wanted to stay for a few before we walked out. She wanted to walk around and be noticed as the woman who had just been fucked, since rest of the crowd was just hanging out.
We cannot wait to do it again.
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By Skhan
It's a long ride on your way to your first threesome. No matter if you are driving 2 hours or 2 minutes, it seems like you are forever getting there.
You don't know if the thoughts in your mind or the blood in your cock will explode first.
You have nothing to go on but a few grainy photos; usually one, maybe two if you are lucky. And the eyes... the eyes are always blotted out in those photos. No one wants to be recognized by friends or family. They never realize that friends or family would have to be swinging to see those grainy photos in the swinger magazines. Those "dirty" magazines hidden in the back of the combination book store/record shop.
Yes, you were nervous going to the checkout with those swinger mags, purchasing some mediocre cd or magazine to hide from the other patrons the depravity of the sex acts dominating your thoughts. The relief you feel when you are sitting in your car with your treasure. The thrill of looking through the candidates, sifting through the obese or obnoxious looking couples to find that perfect gem, the one couple that displays "couple or single male wanted." You don't focus on the husbands, just the wives to see if they are hot. Hell, they don't have to be hot, just the average to middling females who aren't looking for 10 inch cocks. They nearly all ask for 10 inch cocks for a 7 inch cock holster. You curse your parents for the mediocrity of your birth right.
You find a few candidates. You mail to the reference number on the photo c/o the magazine forwarding service, enclose your Polaroids....and wait. You buy an answering machine...and wait. You check your messages for two weeks...and wait. You wait and you masturbate to the thoughts of what you want to happen. The answer doesn't come by phone, but by mail. The couple writes and expresses interest. Apparently your cock pick wasn't all that mediocre, or it's your young flesh she desires more than the cervix pounding from the other bullish candidates.
They send photos. Colored ones. Kodachrome.
They give you a phone number. A city two hours away. They are a better than average couple. No heavy weights. He is bi, she is straight. Your are 24. They are 33 and 35. You haven't tried bisexuality before, but your heart is racing now, anticipating something new, something erotic...your first threesome.
You call the number. The wife answers and you give them the phony last name that you made up on the letter, and they give you the phony last name that they made up. It's part of the game. You banter nervously. They ask questions. You ask questions. "What do you enjoy?" "Do you like anal?" "Do you like cum in your mouth?" It doesn't matter. If they said that they were going to cut your throat afterward, you would still go. You are hooked. You set up a weekend meet at a motel at their location. King-size bed. Hard to explain to the motel clerk why you are asking for a king-size bed. They don't ask. They've seen it all.
The husband picks you up at the motel. Nice guy. Personable. Not his first rodeo. He drives you to their place, which is a surprise, but you are so nervous that you don't remember the address or how to get there. You go in. You meet the wife and son. She doesn't disappoint. She is a looker. The teenage son is off to a friend's place and you are just someone going to a party with his parents. He doesn't know that you will be soon fucking his mother. After the son leaves, they show you photos of their past swinging adventures. If you had doubts, then now you are sure that this isn't their first rodeo. Your cock or your mind. Both are about to explode.
They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented. Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
She kisses her husband and it starts. The disrobing. You are nervous. What to do first. Follow their lead and try not to appear overbearing or demanding. She's on the bed, and he dives into a mouthful of vaginal bliss. You nervously start kissing her, massaging her breast, kissing her nipples. Then you get on your knees and present your mediocre cock for her to devour. She doesn't hesitate. She has your cock buried down her throat while the husband buries his tongue in her bush. The husband comes up for air, and moves to her breast, teasing. You move to the holy of holies. You lick, suck, and drink in the juices, probing with deep tongue thrusts, tasting the walls of her vaginal cavity while she is licking the husband's cock. Your member is not much different than his. You are relieved.
The position changes. She lays on her side. He enters her vagina from the rear, leaving her clitoris exposed. She discussed this with you on the phone. Licking her while her husband fucks. You go down and start to lick that clitoris, less than a inch from the pounding cock. You remember that he is bi. He wants this. You hesitantly reach up, and start to cradle his jewels, all the time her juices mingles with the fleshy taste of cock. You can't bring yourself to put his cock in your mouth, so you go on licking the clit and fondling the balls until he grunts and fills her with cum. He withdraws. You switch position. His cum lubricates her vagina. There is nothing sloppy about these seconds. You pound her while he licks and returns the favor of cradling your balls. He doesn't suck you off, not sure if you will be offended. It doesn't matter he says. They just love fucking.
You release your semen into her, and you all relax, sitting and talking while a double load of cum streams from her pussy. You regret what the hotel maids will have to clean up. She pees. Returns. The ritual starts again. This time the cunnilingus is mixed with unfamiliar flavors. His cum. Your cum. You don't give a fuck. The thrill of the three-way has over ridden any social mores that you were raised with.
More sex. More bi touching. This time you pull out and shoot your cum over her. With that baptism, the holy rites have been completed. There are photos and kisses given. Promises of future sex.
This was your first threesome.
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By C3po
This all started around forty years ago when my wife Beth and I had dated for a few years then married. It wasn't long after we married that I introduced her to her first big realistic porn star dildo. When she first saw it she laughed and said, "That'll never fit in my pussy, are you nuts?!" But she agreed to trying and found not only did it fit but she really enjoyed it. She was amazed by how much she enjoyed it. So much so that she requested I use it on her quite a lot. She also discovered she enjoyed big cock porn, she was fascinated by it. Soon was I combining using a huge dildo on her at the same time she watched big cock porn, this led her to experience huge orgasms. She couldn't get enough. She was finally exploring her sexuality and expanding her outlook on sexual pleasure.
One night after some really hot sex I questioned her if she ever fantasized about fucking other men, especially well-hung men. She responded that of course she did, stated that most women had this fantasy, and she believed it was quite common. So I pursued it further and asked her if she wanted to try another man's cock and how much did she really desire to do it? She said that it sounded exciting and fun but she would never do anything to endanger our marriage. I said, "What if I told you that I wanted to watch you have sex with another man, one that had a really big cock. Would you then consider it?" She laughed and said she'd be game if it was something I was serious about and really wanted her to do. She said, "Come on, let's be real. It's exciting and fun to imagine it, but to really do it? Please! That's a major game changer."
So I said, "I'm very serious. I've watched the way you enjoy the dildos especially while watching big cock videos. It turns me on big time seeing how excited you get and how many times you climax from doing these two things at the same time. I want to watch you do it for real. No BS, just watching you getting slammed by a big cock would be a huge turn-on for me. So what do you really think now that you know that I'm serious and am giving you this opportunity?"
I could see her giving it some serious thought, she didn't get mad or upset at me or the idea, no resistance whatsoever to my request. The more she considered the idea the more it appeared to me that she was very intrigued with the idea and it excited her.
She started asking all kinds of questions, like wouldn't I be jealous, or think the worst of her, or what if she really enjoyed it and wanted more or didn't feel comfortable screwing another man, then what? Were there any rules and what were the consequences? Was I absolutely sure that I really wanted her to do this, because once done there was no going back!
After she finished asking everything she had concerns about I answered all her questions and we talked about the rules/boundaries we would have in place to keep it fun and exciting without any reservations or guilt. This was to make sure she fully understood my concerns and alleviate all of hers as well. It seemed she came to a decision at which point she smiled and enthusiastically said yes, she'd do it! Did I have someone special in mind she wondered? She said she had to agree to my choices for her sexual escapades or it wasn't gonna happen.
I then informed her I was thinking of Bruce. Beth squealed with glee, she admitted she has had fantasies about Bruce for some time now and I couldn't have picked a better choice for her first time. She would absolutely love to fuck Bruce. She said she was getting wet thinking about sex with him.
A few days later I met up with Bruce for an after work drink. As we enjoyed several drinks we talked a lot. Soon I steered the conversation towards my wife Beth. I asked Bruce to be honest and tell me what he thought about Beth. He admitted he thought Beth was smokin' hot. She had a killer body and was just gorgeous, always was friendly, and liked flirting with him when they were together. I asked him if he' ever had the chance would he consider having sex with her? He looked a bit concerned by my question but answered yes, he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of such an opportunity. So I told him that Beth really wanted to have sex with him, and that I was okay with them hooking up. I explained that was my kink watching her get fucked by other men, it really turned me on. Bruce considered it for several minutes then said okay sure, he'd love to fuck Beth. Just give him the details when we're ready to make it happen.
When I got home I told Beth about my conversation with Bruce and what he said. She looked startled and said she couldn't believe I did that. So I asked her if what I did was so wrong and did she still want to go through with it? She excitedly said Oh hell yes she did, and no I wasn't wrong! So we made plans and set a date for Beth's first cock.
The night arrived finding Beth both excited and hot with anticipation. She was dressed to kill showing off her sexy body wearing no underwear. When Bruce knocked on the door I answered it and escorted him into our house. Beth entered the living room and gave Bruce a big hug pressing her chest and pelvis into him and then kissed him on the lips. Bruce kissed her back and he sat down pulling her on to his lap. Nether one of them wasted any time, tongues going everywhere, hands exploring and groping each other, clothes coming off. Soon they were both naked and Beth got a pleasant surprise, Bruce was very well hung. She giggled with delight.
Beth took Bruce's hand and led him to our bed. She pushed him down on the bed and went to work on Bruce's big cock giving him an enthusiastic blow job. After a while Bruce flipped Beth on her back and went to work on her pussy and clit. Beth orgasmed in minutes, fully enjoying Bruce's skilled tongue. I stood in the background watching the show.
Soon Bruce moved into position between Beth's legs. As he rubbed his cock against Beth's open pussy and clit she responded with loud moans and started pressing her pussy against Bruce's cock. As he slid his huge cock into Beth's pussy she had a big climax. As he went deeper he increased his speed and Beth climaxed again. She was enthralled with his big cock pumping her pussy, she was moving her hips and swearing, telling him his cock felt so good. She looked over at me and said she loved how good his big cock felt inside her. She told Bruce to stretch her pussy good, to fuck her hard. She was in sexual ecstasy, a place she'd never been before. Her facial expressions showed pure bliss and the sounds she was making were hot as hell. I never seen her so turned on, she must of had a dozen orgasms, many of which were huge.
They fucked each other hard for a good twenty minutes then Bruce erupted into Beth's pussy, filling her with his cum. This gave Beth another climax. Afterwards he laid on Beth for a minute then rolled off her. He'd destroyed her pussy, it gaped open with his cum dripping out of her. They kissed and he got up to dress while Beth laid there spent. She looked at me and smiled big time. She said, "Your turn!", so I took sloppy seconds and enjoyed it beyond belief. Bruce watched us have sex then commented that watching real sex was so much hotter than any porno ever could be. He understood my enjoyment of watching my wife fuck other men. He said he'd like to do it again and Beth was all for it. So they made plans to hook up again. Then Bruce left.
Beth and I talked about how well things went, and how she wasn't prepared for how much she enjoyed his big cock. It was mind boggling! She thanked me profusely for asking her to do this, the opportunity to experience such awesome sex. She says she'll never be the same again and is looking forward to more big cock sex. So our new lifestyle began.
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By Falcon88
My wife and I have been together for almost 25 years. Through out the years sex has been fantastic. No complaints on either side. We are very faithful and never cheated on each other.
Then one day two years ago we were having a few drinks and watching porn. We watch all kinds of porn. That night we were watching some really good gangbangs. Curiously, I turn to my wife and asked her if she ever thought about swinging and group sex. If it ever crossed her mind. Surprisingly, she looked at me and said she’s been thinking about it for while. So we ended up talking about swinging and group sex for hours. We got online and read stories on experiences about swinging and group sex. The pros and cons. It turned me on taking about it but at the same time I got a crazy feeling in my stomach. Nerves I guess.
So to make a very long story short we ended up having an open marriage and took up swinging. We both decided to have (safe) sex with other people until we felt comfortable on having our first group sex. All this took very long planning and preparing, especially mentally.
Finally last November we planned out her first group sex. We carefully selected three familiar friends to join in the fun. Of course they decided to do it and agreed on our rules.
So, it finally happened that November night. I really enjoyed watching my wife get screwed by more than one man. She had the time of her life. She had multiple orgasms one after another. The crazy feeling never left my stomach but I really enjoyed watching though. After the guys left we kicked back and talked about our experience. Then we go back about agreeing on what we’re doing and never to do it without the other knowing. We keep an oath of trust. Every time we have a date with someone we let each other know. It’s always planned out days in advance so it will never interfere with our personal lives. We have a great understanding.
Since last November she’s been involved in several group sex averaging 3-4 guys each time. Of course I joined in most of the time. Lots of lube is needed. But now she wants to go a little further. She wants to do a gangbang of 6-8 guys. Seriously.
Lately she’s been playing with large toys to get her vagina ready. She wants to try double-vaginal penetration. I’ve been preparing her by inserting a dildo in her while I’m inside. Very carefully with lots of lube. We practice every time we have sex. She even carefully inserts a large thick toy in her vagina while watching a movie and keeps it in there. Yes, our sexual curiosities has increased tremendously. My wife wants to explore even more and I’m all in.
Well the day we both have been looking forward too occurred this past weekend. We managed to round up 7 guys for an all night gangbang. It involved a lot of planning and phone calls. We’ve noticed that guys will be all in at first then drop out later. But eventually we got things going. That night when everyone arrived she was kinda nervous but excited to have that many cocks at once. Most of all, she finally had double penetration in her vagina from two guys for the first time. The strange thing I seemed more nervous than her. Lol But she absolutely enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed watching her. She came hard many times. She doesn’t like anal so that wasn’t attempted.
So after joining in all the fun and after almost two hours of great sex we had the grand finale. My sexy wife knelt down and we all gave her an awesome bukkake. Her face was drenched with cum. It was one heck of a hot night. After everyone left we took a long shower and stayed up almost all night talking about it. We were both so turned on that we were already making plans for the next one. But we are gonna take a break for about three weeks. It’s just going to be me and her for now.
Yesterday she mentioned about having a messy cum sex in the near future after watching a great creampie movie. I was like, a messy cum sex? She asked me what I would think about her having a messy gooey bukkake and creampie night. Having about 4 guys cum all over her face while 4 guys cum inside her. Then rubbing the cum all over her breasts. Man, just listening to her drove me crazy. My wife was willing to be explosive. But that would take lots of planning because we are very cautious. My wife cannot get pregnant anymore so that’s really something we don’t have to worry about. It’s about the unprotected sex. We do know many cool friends well enough that we can trust but still we must remain careful. Yet, I’m sure it’s gonna happen very soon.
I’ve been asked if we have taken it too far. If there’s actually any sign of regrets. Some close friends wonder about my wife wanting too much now. Our answer is no because we enjoy it and have a deep understanding and trust. We are responsible adults and are having fun. We first talk about what we’re going to do and have to both agree 100%. Any sign of doubt from either side we will not do it. We are friends with our sex partners but no feelings are involved or ever shared. We have proven that to ourselves already.
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By AdamGunn2
It was a fairly typical night at D.J.s Island, an early autumn evening. Mary and I hadn’t set anything up in advance, we’d decided to go almost at the last moment. From the second we entered the door our radar was beaming across the club, searching for a couple that might be searching for what we were also interested in - an enjoyable tryst.
Mary took a few minutes to change into what she called a ‘trolling outfit.’ As I remember, that night it was a black babydoll with a loose bodice, thong, low heels. Many men admired her legs as I checked the forty or so women, many as scantily clad as my wife. None of our regular playmates seemed to be in attendance that evening, but we had our customs, we weren’t concerned. Perhaps an hour and a half later, I sat at a table next to the dance floor, Mary was on her feet, on the parquet, moving her body, seeing if anyone would move in. A slow sequence of men approached her, danced with her. Some would take liberties such as moving their hands under her garment, feeling the small of her back, perhaps place their palm on the roundness of her ass.
I’d seen this many times before, I waited for one of two reactions.
The first was that she’d spin away from the man; it signified she wasn’t interested in what he had to offer.
The second was that she’d get closer, I’d watch her whisper in his ear. I knew the question, “Where’s your wife?” Some of them would shake their heads, they were attending as one of the few single men the club allowed, and when they received Mary’s response, they’d move away - that’s not what we were looking for at the moment.
But the man might indicate where his wife was dancing a few feet away. When this kind of thing happened, Mary would glance to me and give our special signal - she’d put one hand on the back of her head, one on her stomach. When I got the cue, I’d come out, we’d dance as a foursome.
As I approached, a man grasped the elbow of a tall attractive lady who was more modestly dressed, at least for the club. There was no conversation on the dance floor, the heavy volume of music and the thumping of the bass wouldn’t allow for speech. But I could tell the woman was interested in me, the four of us paired off and I often found myself facing this vixen. It was obvious they were as interested in us as I was in them, I could tell by the way Mary was rubbing against the man that she felt the same.
After a couple of songs, Mary led the way off the floor, holding his hand, leading us off into a corner away from the speakers. As we sat, the man said, “I’m Ed, this is my wife, Marilyn.”
Marilyn and I softly shook hands, I believe she raised the hem of her skirt to give me a view of her upper thighs. Ed had no problem seeing Mary’s legs, or where they met - she was sitting so that the babydoll was gathered to her side, leaning forward so her globes were exposed to his view.
“Do you come here often?” Ed asked.
“Every few weeks,” I responded, “you?”
“This is our first time here.” Mary gave him a look that asked for further info. “We’re just starting this,” he admitted.
Marilyn picked it up. “We’ve only had one time with a couple of friends. We liked it, heard about this place, decided to see if we could get into more trouble.”
“Trouble’s our middle name,” I joked.
Our conversation continued, where do you live, what movies have you seen lately, etc. It was a screen, of course, we were all calculating if the four of us would be pleasurable bedmates. I paid my attention to Marilyn, my wife had told me numerous times not to worry about her, she can take care of herself. My hand found Marilyn’s knee, she smiled at me, encouraged me to reach a tad higher. We bent towards each other, our mouths met.
Marilyn opened her lips to me, the kiss was ardent, her mouth moist. She licked at my upper lip, her hand fondled the back of my neck. Our tongues clashed, promising cupidity, mimicking what I presumed our bodies might be doing in a few scant moments.
We broke for a moment, Marilyn invited, “Would you guys want to go to one of the rooms?”
I, of course, was all for it, but then I heard Mary. “Uh, not right now. But thanks.”
We’ve always had the guideline that if one person doesn’t want to do something, she speaks for both of us. Regretfully, I pecked at Marilyn’s lips a last time, we stood, went separate ways.
“You’re not upset, are you?” Mary asked me.
“Of course not, not at all. You’re not in the mood?”
“Oh, I’m in the mood all right, just not with Ed.”
“Something wrong with him?” I asked.
“I tried to get him interested,” Mary revealed, “but his kiss was a little cold, indifferent. I put my hand on his leg, he was too busy watching you and Marilyn, he never responded. My guess is that if we went into a room, he’d be watching you two, I’m not even sure he’d get hard for me.” It was a reasonable thought, it had happened to us a couple times before. “Hope you don’t mind, bet she’d have been a firecracker.”
“Maybe. But you’re a firecracker too.”
We headed back to the dance floor, in search of another couple.
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