2 comments/ 52851 views/ 4 favorites Beach Party Daze Ch. 01 By: sandysummer As my fiftieth birthday approaches I've been reminiscing about the halcyon days of my early forties. Sexually, they were the most active of my live. Let me explain...... Early this century my first wife and I went through a premature mid-life crisis. The pressure of the daily office grind, the battle to repay mortgages in such a chaotic city, Sydney, proved too much for us. We had tried to escape through booze and food but becoming overweight and hung-over only added to the stress. Sex became something we did on Sunday mornings before we did the housework. I would wake up before Jane, my erection rubbing the sheets. Sometimes I would wank myself for a while then go back to sleep. If Jane stirred I would sneak below the covers, run my tongue along the back of her legs, gently massaging her thighs until she parted her legs. I slid up behind her and pushed my erection into her wetness. We then humped until she clawed the pillows in orgasm. That was my signal to increase the speed of my thrusting until I blew into her. We would then either fall back asleep or get up and change the sheets, commencing a day of domestic drudgery. We decided to "retire" for a year or two at our weekender. Jane quit her job the same day I cleaned out my desk. We did the paperwork and rented out or home. After paying our "packages" into the mortgage we still would have to make some weekly repayments so the need for us to do some work still existed. We left our furniture in the Sydney house so the big move was really just a couple of long drives in a rented van. Before too long we were residents of a quiet little beachside town, just north of Kiama. Jane soon obtained a permanent part time position with a local Medical Centre. It took me a little longer but I picked a couple of shifts a week at the local bottle shop. As we settled into a routine it became apparent that working Saturdays and Sundays was more financially rewarding than "normal hours" so we maximized our pays by working weekends. I eventually cemented in Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights and Jane worked the corresponding days. We had money to make the repayments with enough left over to live well, if not lavishly. As the summer of 2001 progressed we started spending our week days at the local beaches. There were many to choose from, some ocean, some secluded bays and inlets, even a couple of river estuaries that consisted of almost endless expanses of golden sand. We had been to nude beaches in Sydney and were often naked on the beaches here, once we knew that there were no other eyes upon us. Another advantage of working the weekends was that there were few tourists to bother us during the week. One of my fringe benefits was the weekly Saturday Night Strip Show at the pub. Stuck in the bottle shop I could only watch from a distance, but I was able to see three women gyrate and undress. I saw plenty of breasts and some girl-on-girl action. Sadly, they always kept their skimpy G-strings on no matter how far they spread their legs on the edge of the stage. If I was lucky the girls would walk thru the bottle shop to their cars after the show. I chatted with them occasionally, stealing glimpses of their magnificent bodies. Jane knew about these shows and encouraged me to watch. She knew that I came horny every Saturday night. She often met me at the front door wearing only a G-string, just like the strippers. Before the door shut behind me I was fondling her breasts. My arms around her, she wrapped her body around me as her tongue entered my mouth. Gently lowering ourselves onto the hall carpet she spread her legs wide. I unzipped my hard cock and pulled the slender material to one side as I slid my hardness into her. I ravaged two handfuls of breast, squeezing them, pinching her nipples and bighting her neck. I would thrust savagely for a few minutes before filling her wet pussy with semen. My fingers found her clit and she climaxed around my still hard cock. We were getting to know the locals, my job introduced me to most of the local footy/fisherman types and Jane started to get to know some of the families and mothers in the town. It took us a while to meet our neighbors, they had bought the house next to ours when the development had first opened up and they used it purely as a weekender, so we hardly ever saw them, except to exchange a few pleasantries about the weather as we crossed paths. He was older than me, taller, without my beer-belly and quietly spoken. She was the same age as Jane and I. Her name was Becca and she was medium height, just slightly heavy but she had a cheerful demeanor and tended to wear tight t-shirts with no bra. Her nipples were the first thing that I noticed about her and I remember them to this day, jutting out on a chill spring morning, about the size of the top of my thumb and pointing straight up from fully rounded breasts. The fact that Becca and her husband, Jim, weren't around much suited us. Theirs was the only house that had a view of our rear yard; it was shielded from view by high security fences in all other directions. As the weather became hotter we both stopped wearing clothes during the week, only donning swimsuits and shirts to drive to and from the beach. Jane and I really bonded during this summer. With no stress or interruptions we were able to fully explore each other and work through all the issues that had threatened to tear us apart in Sydney. We were able to become fully frank and open in discussing our lust and desires. We talked about our most intimate fantasies and the lack of clothing gave us unlimited opportunities to admire each other. A typical night back then would start with us driving home from the beach. With the car parked in the double garage I would fire up the B-B-Q and Jane would grab a bottle of wine. After dinner we would play our favorite music as we lounged in the back yard. Jane would lie back in her recliner, her feet resting on the ground on both sides of it. This allowed me a full view her soft golden pubes the pink flesh hidden within. After I poured her second glass of red she splayed her knees, opening herself so that I could see her hungry inner lips. She ran her hand down her flat stomach and let one finger find its way between her tender folds. She opened the tiny flap of skin above her clit and traced little circles around it with her moist finger tip. Then she would lean forward so that her fingers could enter her soft, warm darkness. She slid one finger in, slowly, then withdrew it and held it out to me. I knew that she wanted me to watch as she put it back in, quicker this time, then withdrew it and pushed two back in its place. By then her other hand was massaging her plump breast, its nipple being gently worked between those painted nails. Her knees were spread wide now and all her fingers disappeared into her vagina. I watched the smile on her face as she twisted her fingers within her and roughly tweaked her nipples. Her butt lifted off the recliner as she humped her own hand, her face blushing with passion as her movements became more frantic. She came in a rush, almost breathless, grunting "fuck, fuck" then collapsing spread-eagled back onto the recliner. We learnt to be very direct in our requests of each other; we found that the best way to get what you wanted was to ask for it. This saved an amazing amount of game playing and gave us more time to enjoy our pleasures. One Friday morning I was mowing the lawn and became horny. Jane was cleaning the windows. I walked up beside her and dropped my shorts. All I had to say was "I want to come in your mouth" and she was on her knees with my soft penis in her mouth; her blonde hair was all I could see. As my penis grew she ran her tongue along the bottom of it. I could feel the tip of her tongue exploring the folds of my foreskin and the valley around the head of my manhood. I was soon fully erect and I watched her head move backwards and forwards as her teeth lightly skimmed my veiny shaft. She wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, her tongue in the eye of the storm as I blew into her mouth. She pulled her head back, showed me her cum laden tongue then swallowed, her blue eyes smiling up at me as she licked her lips. Five minutes later I was mowing again and she was cleaning. The best part of being able to say "do you want a fuck" was that, if the answer was "no" then it was no and there was no need to waste time trying to make things happen when either one of us wasn't really in the mood. So our routine became a fabulous carefree life of some part time work, wild sex, beach and sun. Another time she was weeding the garden. She was on all fours in the far corner and I asked her if she wanted a cup of tea or anything. She quietly asked me to pull off her shorts and put my tongue into her. How could I refuse? The next half hour was spent with my face between her legs, my hands greedily groping her inside thighs as I pried them apart and my tongue went deep into her folds, my fingers rubbing her button until she screamed in orgasm. I didn't tell her but the last few minutes of the "show" was observed by Jim, our neighbor. I looked up from her butt to see him peering over the fence. He gave me a wink and thumbs up and I went back to tonguing that beautiful spot between Jane's vagina and her anus. I thought about fucking her then and there but she told me to "wait till tonight". As the summer progressed we went to a few different beaches. The warmer weather bought sightseers and tourists so we kept looking for more secluded beaches. Eventually we found what would become our regular spot. There is a small national park a short drive from Kiama. It has good roads with plenty of parking spots with access to several different beaches. The beaches themselves aren't as spectacular as others in the vicinity but that is good. We weren't after scenery; we were just after somewhere to swim and sun bake and occasionally have sex, without drawing attention to ourselves. The particular beach we decided on is called "Penguin". Apparently back in the early days there was a colony pf Penguins. It is a short walk from a small car park. The path leads down to the southern end of an arc of sand that is about a kilometer long. There are sand dunes at the back of the arc that grow into scrubby hills. Rocky outcrops mark both ends of the beach and provide spots sunbathe in complete seclusion. There are a few small trees on the edge of the sand that throw a little shade. The first time we ventured here we set up out towels under the shade of one tree and that become our regular spot. Due to work commitments we sometimes arrived separately and it was easier to spot each other in the same place each time. We started to notice a few regulars at Penguin but they seemed to have the same idea as us, get naked and relax. It soon became apparent that the north end of the beach was a meeting point for men interested in men. There were always one or two men bathing alone and there were many tracks into the dunes and hills that were used for "speed dating". A sure sign of the popularity of this past time the large number of cars in the car park compared to the small number of people visible on the beach. There was an unwritten rule that male to male sex only happened out of view, so this behavior had no impact on the people who stuck to the beach. There were a few nudist couples who came to Penguin regularly and we became friends with Bill and Nicky. They were slightly older than us and were in the same situation, he did odd carpentry jobs and she was an accountant who did the books, for local firms, from home. As with us, sometimes one or the other had to work a day or two through the week. We soon became used to the fact that I might spend the day at the beach with Bill and or Nicky and they might spend a day with Jane but without me. Or Bill might spend a day with us. Sometimes we would give each other lifts. We swapped phone numbers but didn't visit each other's homes. In our shared fantasies, Jane and I had discussed "swapping" several times. We were both interested but were concerned about our reputations in such a small town. One day I arrived at the beach alone. I noticed their car and looked for them as I walked to our spot. There wasn't anyone in the water or on the sand. Concerned that Bill might have gotten into difficulty, I walked across the dunes to a vantage point on top of a small hill. Between two boulders I spotted Bill. He was kneeling on his towel. A young man, about 20, was playing with his cock, which was at Bill's eye level. The young man's cock grew hard and he leaned back slightly as he cupped his balls. I noticed that Bill had one fist wrapped around his own cock as he reached up to fondle the base of the guy's penis. The guy put both his hands behind Bill's head and drew his head onto his erection. Bill opened his mouth wide and took the length of penis into his throat. Bill's hands clenched the guy's buttocks . He face fucked Bill for several minutes before he obviously filled Bill's mouth with semen. The pair stayed still for several minutes before the guy withdrew from Bill's mouth. Bill licked the penis as it shrank. The guy picked up a towel and walked off toward the car park. Bill gathered his towel and headed for the beach. As he meandered I noticed his wife, Nicky, emerge from behind another rock. Bill saw her and paused. She walked toward him and held out her hand. It took a few seconds but I realized that she was holding a phone. She was showing Bill some photos. He laughed, and then they hugged. Soon they were chatting on the beach as per normal. I strolled toward them. I was confused but my penis wasn't. I surprised them by saying "Hello". "Hi. Did you take the long way round?" Bill asked as her turned in my direction. "Sure did! I thought I'd see how the other half does it." I joked. "Didn't think you were interested in that." Nicky laughed. "I can't say that I am, really." I replied. "Your penis tells me you are." Bill laughed as he pointed at my erection. "Do you want me to ask it?" I was my full eight inches. Bill was leaning across his wife to get a good look. I could see that his cock was at half mast. Bill's hand formed a fist and he made an upward motion toward me. Nicky's hand was working its way down his stomach toward his manhood. She leaned back so that he could get closer to me. "I need to talk to Jane, as does my cock." I half joked. "That's a shame." Bill said as he rolled away onto his back. Nicky's hand was now circling his penis. As he grew hard she asked me "but are you interested?" "Yes. Very much. But until I talk it through with Jane I can only watch. " "Ok, then, watch......and learn." Nicky rolled over and I was given a perfect view of her ass as she started stroking Bill's penis. It was hard. She jerked him for a few minutes then stood up. I had another perfect view of her womanhood as she reached down into her handbag. Nicky pulled out her phone and handed it to me. Jim ended my confusion "Unless you want to run away, take some photos of us." Nicky took two steps and squatted. She slowly lowered herself onto his erection. I had a full view of his penis as it slid into her juicy tunnel of flesh. He was deep in her and I could see her pubic mound grinding into his stomach. Nicky rose and slid down that pole again. And again. She humped twice and then fell forward, collapsing onto him as he thrust upwards. He came noisily and she groaned hungrily into ecstasy. I struggled to keep my hands off myself and on the phone. I clicked about five shots, two "portraits" of the couple then some close ups of their tongues wresting. When they parted I snapped her small nipples, standing proudly amongst their tanned surrounds. Nicky looked up and said "Maybe you should start by showing Jane some photos?" Nicky and I had identical phones. We had accidentally confused them a couple of times already. Maybe Jane could accidently see pics of Bill's mouth full of cock...." And then Bill asked me "Have you been sucked by a man before?" He ran his hand between Nicky's legs, collecting some of his oozing cum on his finger. "Yes. Many times, but that was a long time ago......" I watched as his hand met his mouth. He winked at me. I was harder than ever. They were both lying on their elbows, looking toward my pole. His finger was in his mouth. "Tell us. If you want to wank, you know, we'll just watch. That way you can still be, umm, faithful." She purred. I rearranged my towel and moved so that my prick was aimed straight at them. I started telling them about another beach and another time. My words soon turned to grunts and moans as I massaged my balls and rubbed my hand up and down my shaft. I was so horny, knowing that were watching me. I spat onto my hand and went for it, gripping my cock, working it, aiming the purple knob at Bill. All I could think about was his mouth wrapped around the younger guys cock as he shot down his throat. I blew. It was huge, cum shooting far onto the sand. My fist oozed juice. After a few moments I recovered and noticed that some of my semen had landed on Nicky's leg. Bill wiped it off with his finger which he then licked. He looked at me. "Next time, shoot it straight into my mouth. Now, when are you and Jane going to come over for a BBQ?" Beach Party Daze Ch. 02 "...........now, when are you and Jane going to come over for a BBQ?" Bill asked. I leaned back on my towel. I was breathless. Bill's hand fell idly to his side. Nicky leaned closer to me. Images of her and Bill screwing their brains out filled my head. I wanted to be part of that. My erection receded, cum dripping onto my towel. Nicky was talking but it took me a while to get the gist of it. I was deciding which tender orifice I would fuck first, if Jane was agreeable. "We'll give you lift a home. You 'accidentally' take my phone home and leave it lying around. I will ring it, you let Jane answer it. She will see the screensaver and will mention it to me, if it interests her......" I nodded, trying to think it through. Things were so good that I didn't want to risk ruining it. Better to let someone else broach the subject of group sex. I remembered the first time I had been part of a gangbang.......It had been on a beach like this, twenty years before. I was sun baking on a legal nude beach in Sydney. After a few hours of looking at naked bodies I needed to urinate. Rather than dress and walk to the amenities block I decided to climb around the rocks at the end of the sand and relieve my bladder into the Harbor. After doing so, I slowly made my way back via a different path. There was a large flat spot near the water's edge and I noticed a couple. She was thinnish with large breasts, short curly hair and a flat stomach. At the edge of her stomach there was some neatly trimmed dark hair. And a man's tongue. He was kneeling. Her legs were spread, her knees bent. He was lightly licking her mound, her pubes and her slit. He was slightly overweight but he had a fair sized cock hanging between his legs. He grabbed her hips and smashed his face into her pink bits. His tongue must have been deep into her cunt, her eyes were closed and she was moaning. He pushed his face further into her, lifting her legs by her thighs. I could see his tongue fucking her. His cock was hard now. He lifted his head and spotted me. He moved forward and pushed his cock into her glistening opening. He moved until his stomach was against hers. He said something to her then began slowly fucking her. I was hard, but I was nervous. Did they want company? He fucked her long and hard, then eased the tempo. She was on the verge. He gestured toward me. "Come here, she needs more cock." Stunned, I paused for a moment before walking the few steps down to their spot. He stood up, his cock shining with her juices. I was still getting hard when, seemingly, out of nowhere, another guy brushed past me. Before I knew it he had his cock deep inside her cunt. He fucked her hard, really hard, holding her legs over his shoulders. He ploughed into her and then came in rush of obscenities. He pulled back and I took his place. Her tunnel was wet and warm. She wrapped her legs and arms around me. I started to hump, the wetness and the heat was incredible. She squeezed my cock with her love muscles and whispered into my ear. "Fuck me". I went crazy, fucking her with every ounce of strength and every inch of my cock. I came deep in her. I got off and her partner fell on top of her. He pumped her steadily for another 5 minutes then she came, clawing his back, screaming for his seed to fill her. He slammed into her and added another load of cum. He stood up, standing back to watch the semen leak from her vagina. He looked at me as the other guy wandered away. "Sorry about that. He was behind you, on another rock so you couldn't see him. He's fucked her before." "You do this often?" I nearly laughed at my own corny line. "Every Saturday, unless it's raining." We chatted. Another guy, taller and heavy set came over and started talking to us. She was still lying there, panting, lightly rubbing her breasts. She opened her eyes and squinted up at us. "Oh, hi Jim. It's your turn, if you're ready...." He was. He shrugged his shoulders and got on his knees beside her. She fondled his balls till he was fully erect and then he was on top and inside. She wrapped around him and he started thrusting. She was milking him with cunt. Her partner was getting hard, as was I. This was some show they were putting on. I was focusing on the hard cock disappearing into her folds. "Do you want a blowjob, or do you want to fuck her again?" I was instantly erect. "BJ." I put my hand on my cock in anticipation. "Take your time Jim, this one's mine." Before I could say "Stop" he was in front of me, on his knees. My cock was in his mouth and his hands were pushing my arse cheeks toward him. His tongue was curled around the soft underside of my meat, he was sucking hard. My knob was down the back of his throat and he was gobbling for all he was worth. I lasted a minute before I shot wad after wad straight into the back of his mouth. My first male blow job. As I recovered my senses I realized there was another man standing beside me, his erection pointing toward the mouth I was pulling my cock out of. I stepped away and headed back to my towel and the sand. I mumbled goodbye but my new found friend had his mouth full. Needless to say I was back there every sunny Saturday for many months. Then one day they stopped coming. I don't know why, a few of us kept turning up at the same spot but eventually it became a gay only area. I went there every now and again, to get the odd blowjob, but with no women there to screw, I lost interest. And this was my chance to get back into group action. All I had to do was convince Jane. We had discussed "swapping" many times, we had some fantasies. Would they become reality? Nicky was talking. "Or just come over for a BBQ next week. Pick a day. Leave it to us, we'll be subtle and if she isn't interested that's fine. But I do want to go down on her." Nicky smiled, rubbing the inside of her thigh. They gave me a lift home. Jane was already there, watering the front lawn. She walked over as I got out of the car. Nicky asked if we would come over for dinner the following Wednesday. It sounded so innocent. We agreed. That night I couldn't forget the image of Nicky fucking Bill's brains out. Jane and I went to bed early, we both had to work the next day so we were planning to get some sleep. I was super horny, though. Every time I moved my erection brushed Jane. After trying to ignore it for thirty minutes, she threw the sheets aside and put her lips around my purple knob. She took her head away. Jane told me to sit on the edge of the bed, in front of the window so that the light was "right." I did so. As she got on the floor in front of me I noticed that Jim, the neighbor, was watching through their garage window. I could see no shirt on him so I assumed that he was naked. Jane was in position and started to deep throat me. She looked up as my penis disappeared and re-appeared. I knew Jim could see her bare butt. I held the back of her head and face fucked her. He jaw was locked around the base of my prick. I held out as long as possible but when she started swirling saliva around my cock I blew. She waited till my cock deflated then she swallowed every drop and returned to the bed. Jim was no longer visible but I noticed their bedroom light was now on. I knew he was alone. I fell asleep thinking about him masturbating. That weekend flew past. The strippers on Saturday were particularly raunchy. I told one of them, Alexis, how hot they had been tonight as she went out to her car. She paused and walked over to me. Her left nipple rubbed my chest. She was much shorter than Jane, she had to bend her neck to look up at me. "What were the best bits?" Her tongue ran around her lips as she waited for an answer. I felt my cock hardening as I struggled to reply. "Yours." She squeezed my groin and kissed my mouth. "You should take a closer look." She smiled and walked toward her car. "I do private shows." I thrashed Jane's pussy that night. She was as horny as me when I arrived. We fucked three times, a wild anal fuck was the finale. We rarely did anal, but every so often Jane liked to walk on the wild side. After I came I stayed inside her for a while, feeling her sphincter retract. I kissed the back of her neck. And rolled away. She was tired but not ready for sleep. "I saw Becky today." "Oh, the neighbor, Jim's wife?" "Yeah." "Did she say much?" "No. She was busy sucking his cock, but he said Hello." I didn't know what to say. I just wanted more detail. " I was hanging washing when I heard some grunting. Thinking that they were being burgled I looked over the fence." "And there was Jim. And two other guys. I was so shocked to see anyone, that I just stared for a minute. Then I realized that they were naked. Jim was standing there, at the back of the garage and Becky was blowing him. The other two guys were watching, pulling themselves. He must have cum, because he moved and one of the guys took his place in her mouth. I must have moved 'cause they all looked over toward me." "Becky turned away as she took his meat between her lips and kissed the tip to make it hard. The other guy rubbed her back. Embarrassed, Jim walked to the fence and asked if I was OK." "I was. I said that I was more than Ok. He asked me if I would like to join in, but I said no, I'll just watch this time. Hank must have unloaded by then because the third guy started face fucking Becky. After a while I came inside and grabbed my dildo. Then I heard you come home, lover." "How do you know his name was 'Hank?" "From the medical centre. He and his wife get checkups regularly." I was excited but my cock was worn out. Jane and I locked in a hungry embrace, our tongues searching inside each other's mouths. We fell asleep that way, a ball of lust and drying fluids. Beach Party Daze Ch. 03 The sound of the shower woke me. Jane had to open the Medical Centre before nine each Sunday so she was usually the earlier riser. I dragged myself out of bed and used our ensuite. I dressed for the bottle shop; upmarket sandals, nice shorts and the Bottle Shop uniform T Shirt. I had to be there by noon. Downstairs Jane was sitting in front of a plate of bacon and eggs. There was another plate on the breakfast bench. I sat and poured two coffees. To a casual observer everything would have appeared normal. My mind was racing, we were on the verge of a new era of sexual expression, but, we needed to work out some ground rules, set some limits. What did Jane want? As I dipped some toast into my egg, Jane took a breath and looked toward me. "Bob, remember the fantasies we talked about, the group sex and the threesomes?" I nodded. "Do you want to make them reality?" "I don't want to stuff up what we have. We're just having a couple of year's holiday down here? I think we could do the group sex stuff here, then.........yes, I want to fuck around, a little, for a while." I was speaking truthfully. "I do too, but how? You can't 'fuck around' a little. We either do it or we don't. When we return to Sydney...,we become, er, monogamous again? Do you think that could work?" "We could try it here, now. Put a time limit on it, or just do it once, and see what it feels like." "Bob, please don't be upset. I have tried it. It felt great. Until now." "It's Ok Jane, I know you were as wild as me before we met......." "No. I mean NOW. I haven't told you anything." I tried to seem calm as I spread the butter on another slice of toast. The knife plunged straight to the bottom of the tub, piercing it. I put it down before I hurt myself. "I actually accepted Jim's invitation yesterday........" "Go on." Jane had crossed the line that I had stopped at. My heart didn't want to hear this, but my cock was starting to harden at the thought of it. I rationalized it away, I had mentally fucked some else at the beach yesterday. She pushed her empty plate away and leaned forward on the counter. "When I saw Jim's wife blowing those guys I started frigging myself through my shorts. Jim watched me for a while after his wife sucked him off. His cock was coming back to life as he walked across and invited me over. I did say 'no' and went to our bedroom, as I told you. What I didn't tell you...... was that Jim hopped the fence and followed me." "I quickly lost my clothes and lay on the bed. His cock is smaller than yours, Bob, thinner and shorter. He was hard as soon as I spread my pussy for him. I was rubbing my clit as he put my legs on his shoulders. He pumped me for a few minutes then shot a small load into me. He pulled out and I used my dildo to get myself off. He left and I had a snooze. I woke up when I heard you arrived." My cock strained at my shorts. I was pissed that Jane had jumped the gun but I would get over it. I knew that swapping would work, she had made me so horny with those few words......... Jane stopped talking and cleared the plates. She would have to leave soon. Too soon. We were silent for several minutes. She looked at me again. "Bob, there's more." "More? Do you have to go to work?" "Yes. You'll probably want me to go in a minute........Bob, that wasn't the first time. Jim's been fucking me for weeks. Yesterday was just the first time I'd seen his wife in action." "When? When did you have time?" I was stunned. The swapping definitely would work, now I knew our romance was over. "Saturday nights, before you came home from the Bottle Shop." "Is that why you were so hot for me? I thought you were jealous of the strippers." "I was, especially when Jim told me about their 'private shows'. That was the first time I let him put his cock into me. We were talking over the back fence when he told me how much he liked watching our shows. He told me that I was hotter than those strippers. I was cleaning the BBQ. Before I knew it, I was bent across it. His erection was pushing between my lips. It started with a blow job." "And his wife?" "Her sister's one of the strippers." "So?" I didn't get the relevance. "Was his wife part of the fucking?" "Oh, no. She watched me swallow his jizz, once.......she fucks Hank when Jim is over here. Are you OK?" "Yes, ummm, and......no." I looked at the clock. Jane had to leave in five minutes and that was too long. "I'm shocked, I feel stupid, not noticing anything." "Jim and I always use condoms; I shower before you come home and you fuck me ASAP so there was no 'evidence" "Evidence". I felt like a horny detective in a cheap forensic cop show. I was looking for evidence. I walked Jane to the door. I hugged her, groping her butt in a reflex action. She kissed me deeply then drove off. I returned to the kitchen. So, there we were, I had what I had wanted: The green light. I looked out the window at Jim's house. And as I thought about it, I realized that we had established the limits for our "swapping". There weren't any limits. Everything was Ok, now. I looked across the yard, wondering if Jim was home. Now I knew why he had given me the "thumbs up" that day. I finished the dishes then rang the Bottle Shop. I wasn't going in today. Jane and I were going to a BBQ on Wednesday and I decided I needed a practice gang bang before then. I changed into a plain white T-shirt. I looked at my phone and thought about ringing Bill. A quick romp with him and Nicky? Or should I just mope around. I know it was hypocritical of me, but I was disappointed about Jane screwing around behind my back. I wondered if she had told me everything? I felt like a kid given the key to a lolly factory, then lectured about tooth decay. The ring of the home phone ended my confusion. It was Jim. I saw his wife, Becky, waving through their curtains. I hung up and took off my sandals. I locked the front door and headed for the back fence. Beach Party Daze Ch. 04 I jumped the fence easily, making a mental note that I should talk to Jim about fitting a gate. Imagine if one of us broke a leg or something in our haste. I avoided the fresh dog poo near the garage door and walked in through the open back door. Their house was identical to ours, so, although I had never been inside, I knew my way around with quiet certainty. I walked into the lounge room. It was empty. I called out. "Up here Bob. In the spare room." I climbed the stairs; the carpet needed a vacuum; that was the trouble with having a dog and a cat, there's always some sort of fur on the carpet. When I reached the open door, I noticed that the floor was polished. Their spare room also differed from ours through an absence of wardrobes. This gave more room and they had used this to put in an extra bed. Against one wall there was a single bed, the covers matched the ones on the double bed under the window. There were three lounge chairs. I sat in the middle one, between Jim and Becky. I looked out the window and took in the view of our backyard. Jim put down his coffee. "Drink?" "Please. Anything ." I looked at a bottle of Bourbon. Jim followed my gaze. He stood up and poured some into a glass. He added some coke and handed it to me. "Bob." Becky spoke as Jim sat down again."Jane just rang us. Are you pissed off?" I looked at some mounted photographs on the windowless wall. "I was, but I'm over it. I had some opportunities that I didn't follow up. Jane chose differently to me, that's all." I drank the liquor. Jim motioned and I handed him the glass for a refill. The photos were nudes of Becky. Some were coy but the two larger ones were highly erotic. In the best one, she was on the double bed, her back arched and her hair dangling over the edge. She had the fingers of one hand buried deep inside her glossy womanhood. Her other hand was molding her breast into a reddened cone of flesh with a large, erect nipple under her thumb nail. I felt my loins move. I took the glass back. It was fuller, this time, with less coke. "Are you sure?" Becky continued, "Do you need to talk about it?" I allayed Becky's concerns. As I spoke my eyes roamed between her face and the picture. "Good. Jane was worried. She doesn't want to lose you." Becky smiled. "So how do you feel?" "Horny." Jim poured drinks for all three of us. He sat down on the single bed. "Jim likes to watch, and then join in later. I've wanted you since I met you. Do you want me?" "That's why I jumped the fence." "I want you " Becky reached for the buttons on her top "to fuck me." My t-shirt landed on top of her discarded top. I stayed seated as she rose, reaching around to free her breasts from their bra. Her breasts were magnificent, each slightly more than a handful. They were pale, in contrast to her tanned arms and neck. The nipples were large, purple and erect. Their surroundings were slightly pinker. She took a step toward me and leaned forward. She scooped her fleshy boobs into her hands and offered them too me. I leaned forward to lightly flick my tongue over those taught nips. I saw goose bumps form on the edge of the pink circles. Becky stepped backwards, as she lifted her boobs. She drew them up by the nipples and bowed her head. She flicked her own tongue across her nipples then stretched them so she could bite them. She walked over to Jim and he sucked on her tits for a few moments. She rubbed his saliva into her boobs as she lay down on the large bed. I was on the edge of chair. My shorts were still on; I wanted to keep my penis under control for a while. Becky reclined fully and lifted her butt. In the blink of an eye she was naked. Jim was sipping on his bourbon but I could see the bulge growing in his pants. Becky looked at me then looked at Jim. He nodded. She turned on the bed and spread her legs, offering me a full view of her fleshy folds. She pointed her knees toward the walls and I could see the darkness of her inner heat. Jim quietly stood to hand her a large black dildo. He sat down again as she fellated the dildo. It was much bigger than my erection. Becky moved the plastic cock in and out of her mouth several times. When it was covered in her saliva she opened herself further and placed the plastic tip between her pussy lips. "This is you, Bob" she purred as the faux penis slid easily into her. She grabbed the end with both hands and worked it in and out, in and out, twisting it as she fucked herself. Her mound grew red and swollen, juice was spreading from her pussy down to her anus. Becky's cunt was hairless. Her knees were far apart and all I could see on the bed was her tight red cunt with a black dildo going way into her. She was moaning and her breathing was get short and sharp. She pulled the dildo out and tossed it aside. Her fingers manipulated her now empty hole. She pointed a finger into her cunt as she moaned my name. "Put that cock into me. Fuck me, Bob, fuck me, please." She moved to the edge of the bed, her legs touching the floor. I stood and removed my shorts. My penis stood at attention. I strode to the edge of the bed and lifted her ankles till they were above my head. I spread her feet far apart. I looked down at her. There was a blob of pre-cum and the end of my dick. Her wetness was wide open under my dick. Some more pre-cum seeped out of the eye of my penis. It dripped onto her gash. I moved till the tip of my cock was just touching her inner lips. I glanced at Jim. He had his cock in his hand, slowly working it to hardness. "Fuck me. Fuck me." Becky was almost whimpering for it. I leaned slowly forward and my hardness was in her. Gradually I pushed all the way into her. It was so smooth, there was no resistance. I was in her up the hilt. My balls dangled against her butt. I pushed her feet back and watched my cock slide out of her. I pulled it all the way out then slammed it back into her. She jumped and I pulled it back out. I did this several times, each thrust harder than the last. She was loving it, thrashing her arms in rhythm to my wild fucking. Jim had moved. I didn't know until I rammed it into her, almost lifting her off the bed with the force of my penetration. As I pulled out I saw his under my manhood. I paused to watch his fingers enter her anus. It was well lubed with pussy fluid and he soon had three fingers in her. I resumed fucking her. That pussy was so warm and wet. Jim had his spare hand on her tit, mashing it. I was so worked up, I knew I was going to cum very soon. All Becky could do was lie there and take it. I forced her legs well apart and rammed into her. I shot a load right up inside her then humped several more squirts into her. I dropped her legs and stepped away. I was spent. Jim kept his fingers in her arse as he placed his mouth over her flooded hole. He buried his face until she squealed out a huge orgasm. She lay there, breathing heavily, covered in sweat. Jim got up and walked back to the small bed. I collapsed into the arm chair. Jim picked up the dildo. He held it out to me. "This was a present from Jane." "That was nice of her" I sneered. What else had she forgotten to tell me? "It was part of a set. It came with a slightly smaller strap on." I was about to ask if my wife had worn it but Jim read my thoughts. "Yes, Bob. Jane fucked her with it. Then they traded places." "Well, that was only fair...." Jane had always been a good player. Beach Party Daze Ch. 05 I spent the rest of that Sunday with Jim and Becky. It took us a while to recover from the first session, though. I put the dildo on the bedside table when Jim fixed me yet another drink. He hadn't had an orgasm yet but he seemed happy enough to wait his turn. Becky lounged around on the double bed, she partially covered her nakedness with a sheet but there was ample opportunity for me to study those breasts and her long legs. I put my shorts back on and relaxed into the armchair. Jim kept talking. He briefly recounted the night the girls had taken turns with the strap on. He had fucked them as well. He casually rubbed the bulge in his pants during this conversation. He gave me plenty of detail about the girl's bodies and I wondered if he enjoyed the watching more than the actual sex. Becky rolled onto her stomach, exposing her buttocks. Jim moved onto the bed next to her. "So Jane didn't tell you anything about our hobby?" "No. I'm amazed. I knew that she used to be a bit, er, friendly. We had discussed this sort of thing but it was all hypothetical. Until last night." Jim was massaging his wife's bum. He ran his hands up and down her thighs. She moved her legs slightly, allowing him better access. "So, you and Jane have fucked a few times, then?" I wanted to know, I had some catching up to do and I wanted to know how much. "Oh, yeh, a few times. Mostly in here, but once in the yard and once in your house. He slipped a finger into Becky's anus. I saw her butt cheeks twitch in response. "There were a few blow jobs, at first, but now she saves them for you. Your Saturday Night Special in the hallway, eh?" I nodded, my anger growing that this guy knew so much about my sex life. My penis was growing again. I couldn't understand why, though. I had cum three times yesterday and once, already, today. My testicles must be empty by now. Still, my prick stiffened at the sight of that beautiful backside. Jim had four fingers in her now. I stood up and dropped my shorts. Jim moved up the bed and held her arse cheeks open for me. I put my knees between hers and rested the knob of my penis against her brown hole. I pushed the knob into her, paused, then ploughed all the way in. She was so tight, she squirmed a little as I humped into her. Jim grabbed her head and dragged it into lap. In an instant his cock was in her mouth. She was nearly choking on it, he was so horny. I ravaged her anus with my cock for about ten minutes. I shot my last drops of seed into her as Jim filled her mouth with his semen. He rolled away and I moved across, shoving my still hard dick straight down her throat. She sucked it clean then I staggered away. More from anger than lust, I grabbed the dildo and pushed it into her anus. She didn't flinch as I pushed it several inches into her. "Finger me." She begged. I pulled the dildo out and pushed two fingers into her cunt. Jim joined me and she soon had six fingers, three of mine and three of his, working away inside her. Jim leaned over and put his tongue into her arse. She screamed in ecstasy. Her orgasm lasted for at least five minutes. I grabbed my clothes from the pile on the floor. I was totally worn out, my cock ached. I headed for the door. "I'll see you two later. I'm done." I just managed to clear the fence. I headed up stairs. I needed some rest. Beach Party Daze Ch. 06 I brooded too much in the house by myself. When Jane arrived home I was in bed. When she joined me there I feigned sleep. In the morning I let her wander away before I thought about getting out of bed. Despite the green light and my "catch up" fuck I still felt cheated. So much had happened behind my back. I was experiencing a complex mix of emotions: freedom, hurt and resentment. I wasn't sure what was worse, knowing what I had been missing out on, or, still not believing that I knew the entire story. What if she had been screwing around in Sydney? The more I dwelt on it, the deeper my depression. So, the trust was gone. So what? Might as well make the most of it. I looked in the mirror. Time for action. I joined Jane in the backyard. I looked at the kitchen clock on the way through. Nearly Noon. "Hi, Bob, how are you?" She looked concerned, her red T-shirt accentuating her braless nipples. "Fine, now. I was pissed off but I took it out on the neighbor A couple of times." "I hoped you might." She paused to see my reaction but I just stared blankly at her blue eyes. "Where do we go from here?" She knew that something had shifted. "I think" I spoke slowly and quietly "that I want an open relationship. We do what we want, when we want with who ever. Two rules, though." "What?" Jane leaned forward on the sun lounge. Her nipples were growing. "Don't catch anything and don't bring anyone back here." "OK" "OK! You're OK with everything else?" She nodded. I went into the kitchen and made some sandwiches. So, we were just fuck buddies now. We spoke about the group sex of the last few days. It occurred to me that she had been part of some real orgies while I had only been involved in threesomes. We agreed to redress that imbalance at the beach on Wednesday. I rang Bill and told him to forget about the BBQ on Wednesday. We agreed to meet on the sand around ten on Wednesday. I concluded the phone call with ".....maybe Becky will rub lotion on Jane's breasts...." as I stared at Jane's red T-shirt. She was starting to sweat. Jane and I got to the beach first that Wednesday. We hadn't had sex in the intervening two days, but I'm not sure why. Maybe we were saving our energy for the big events or maybe we were bored with each other. We parked and walked past our usual spot. We walked to the far end of the beach, where the rocks marked the edge of the bushy hills. Bill had told me of a great spot and we soon found it. There was a line of rocks that separated a patch of sand into a secluded hide-away. The waves had worn small gaps into the bottom of the rock so, if you lay down you could see what was going on without disturbing the people on the other side. We spread out our towels on the ocean side of those rocks. About half an hour later Bill and Becky were casually chatting beside us. I think I was playing hard to get. I kept my shorts on but both the girls and Bill were soon naked. Jane and Becky walked into the water. Bill and I discussed the last time I had seen him fuck Becky. I wanted to see him give it to Jane. The girls returned, dried themselves and got down on their blankets. Bill handed Nicky a large tube of sun tan cream. Becky held the cream above Jane's breast. She squeezed and the cold lotion hit her nips. They were erect in a moment. Becky dropped the tube between Jane's thighs so she could massage cream into her tits. Becky's red nail polish disappeared into the white goo as her fingers circled those large pink nipples. She massaged both breasts, working the lotion in long slow arcs, the flat of her hand mashing Jane's breasts downwards. Soon the lotion was gone but the action continued. Becky started pinching those hard nipples, every now and again leaning down and biting them. She raised her head and blew on the saliva to dry it. Jane loved it, she put her arms around Becky and drew her mouth to hers. They kissed deeply for some time, then Jane started scratching Becky's back. Becky slowly worked her way down that sweaty body. She nibbled on Jane's ears till her face was flushed and her feet were jiggling. Becky bit her neck then started chewing on her breasts, and kissed her belly button. Becky picked up the tube of lotion from between Jane's legs and squirted a white trail from her knee to her slit. Jane's eyes were closed but Becky kept looking across at us. Bill's cock was as hard. I stood up and freed my erection. When I looked Around I noticed another guy leaning on the end rock, watching the girls. Bill signaled to him and he sat on Bill's towel. Bill looked furtively at me "This is Hank." Becky massaged the lotion into Jane's thighs. She spread Jane's outer lips then kissed the waiting dampness. She turned Jane slightly so that we could see right into her womanhood. Becky slipped two fingers deep inside Jane. And that was it. Jane grabbed Becky and dragged her on top of her. She wrapped her legs tightly around Becky's butt and humped her fingers. Jane was clawing her back, bighting her neck. Jane came violently, fucking those fingers for all they were worth. Becky came too, the feel of Jane's body exploding beneath her sent her over the edge. Hank, Bill and I were stunned. The three of us had huge hard-ons and wide smiles. Hank suggested that we all go behind the rocks for some serious fucking. We were there in no time. We arranged the towels into a large square next to the biggest rock. Then we arranged the girls. Becky ended up on her knees in the middle of the towels. Hank had his hand at the back of her head and face fucked her. I got down behind her to finger that beautiful slit of hers. She pushed back against my fingers and soon she was on all fours, one cock in her mouth, mine in her cunt. I rammed the length of it into her, again and again. She just kept pushing back, wanting more. I grabbed her swing tits. Hank was feeding her his cock and we settled into a slow rhythm as we watched Jane take Bill's hard meet into her mouth. We stayed like for about fifteen minutes then I noticed two guys standing where Hank had been. I waved them over then rammed it right into Becky. I filled her cunt as Hank filled her mouth. The two new guys took our places. He stood and watched Becky getting double ended and I joined Jane and Bill. She was on her back and Bill was shoving his erection into her mouth. His knees were on her shoulders and she was pinned under his weight. His hands leaned on the rock and she was nearly choking on him. She gagged as he shot his jism into the back of her throat. I took his place and soon my cum was in her mouth too. We needed a rest. I sat beside Jane. Bill was on her other side. We watched Becky take another load in her mouth. The guy who had been fucking her moved around and she sucked him to orgasm. The two guys walked away. Hank and Beck lay down on the towels. Beck had semen oozing from her reddened slit. There was cum on Jane's face. "Jane, you should help Becky clean up, she looks like she needs a tongue lashing......" Becky leaned back on her elbows. She spread her legs.