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Unconventional

By: Unconventional



I paused, and Janice asked, "So, did you?"

I resumed, "Finally, when we were on a stretch that was deserted, we both stripped. As luck would have it, around the next bend were two canoes pulled up on the shore. We saw two men and a woman having a picnic, and they were all nude."

"Did they see you?"

"Dan stayed up on the seat to paddle our canoe, so I'm pretty sure they could see he was nude, but I slid down on the bottom of the boat, so only my top showed." Bill let out a sigh. I have large breasts that I normally don't want to draw attention to, and Bill must have been trying to imagine the scene. "But later when we were coming back to areas with more people around, we had to get to the shore and get our of the canoe to get dressed, and a couple of people saw us then."

Bill said, "I knew we should have gone canoeing this weekend."

Dan asked, "How about you two? What daring adventures are in your past?"

Janice said, "When we were first dating in college, we were with a group one night that hit the bars and then went streaking across the quad. But it was pretty dark and not as daring as a nudist canoeist."

Dan said, "Perhaps Marty and Lisa had a point about getting up the courage. Don't we all think those adventures were fun? How can anything that feels that exciting be bad?"

We continued talking and finished dinner. Back at our hotel, we went up to our rooms, agreeing to sit up for more visiting and coffee. We had adjoining rooms, so we could each open the doors between the rooms, kick off our shoes and sit more comfortably.

I think we all felt a charge in the air as we continued talking. Finally, Bill said, "Enough waiting, dear, let's get to our room."

I too was a little eager to get into bed with Dan, and we all got up. Dan and I were standing at the foot of one of the two beds in our room as we watched our friends return to their room. Just through the door, they were at the foot of a bed also, and they stopped there and began kissing passionately. Bill had neglected to shut their door, and Dan was making no move to shut ours.

In fact, when Bill looked over and noticed us, he resumed kissing Janice and let his hands start to wander, feeling her bottom and breasts through her dress, and then they both looked our way. Rather than going to shut the door, Dan hugged me close, kissed me and rubbed my breasts. A strange thrill made me shiver, and without thinking, I responded to his touch and let my hand feel for his penis in his pants. As I expected, it felt hard.

We broke our embrace to look across at Janice and Bill again. He was unzipping her dress while she worked on the buttons to his shirt. Before she could push his shirt off his shoulders, she had to drop her arms and let her dress fall. Her lace panties were matched by a lace bra that pushed her breasts up. As soon as she kicked her dress aside, she reached for Bill's belt and zipper, quickly bringing his slacks down. With them turned sideways to us, I could see he had an erection restrained only by his briefs.

Janice was blushing and embracing Bill excitedly. Looking at Dan and me, she said, "This is going fast. Marilyn, Dan, it's your turn. If you're not going to shut the door, take off some clothes."

"Which would you prefer?" Bill asked her.

I understood her hesitation. It's easier to go along with things than to decide what should happen next. In a moment, though, she told him, just loud enough for us to hear, "I would rather watch them take off their clothes."

My attention returned to Dan when he took my zipper and brought it down. I turned so my back was to our friends, and then Dan gave me the same decision to make. "You want to shut the door?"

I hesitated a second too, but I shook my head slowly and let the dress fall, letting our friends see that my pink panties matched my bra. In such minimal dress, Bill could see that my breasts were larger than Janice's and that my hips were a little wider. I pulled Dan's face to me and kissed him hard, trying to keep myself from screaming with excitement. He whispered in my ear, "We still have some catching up to do."

I looked over my shoulder. Janice and Bill were still embracing in their underwear and watching us. Quickly, I undid Dan's shirt. He took it off as I opened his slacks and pulled them down. When he stepped out of them, the bulge in his underpants was too much to resist, and I felt a little out of control. Without waiting, I took hold of the waistband on his pants and brought them down. He didn't resist, and as soon as that, he was naked with an erection in front of Janice and Bill.

Looking over at them, I saw Janice's eyes light up with excitement at seeing Dan. Turning to her husband, she said, "Your turn," but he took her hands and said, "I think it might be a lady's turn first, and I nominate you." With that, he reached behind her and unclipped her bra. She didn't turn away as it came loose and slid down her arms. Her breasts were probably c-cups with very red nipples that betrayed her excitement. Even so, for a moment she couldn't bring herself to look our way.

She did look, however, when she heard me gasp. It was because Dan turned me to face them and was unhooking my bra. They watched as he used his hands to lightly brush the straps off my shoulders and then push the cups off my full breasts. I had always wished my breasts were firmer in sticking out, but heavy and large as cantaloupes, they still seemed to impress Bill. Now I was the one who couldn't look up at my friends.

Dan whispered for me to look up, though. He wanted me to see how Bill was looking at me and to see Janice take off his pants. His erection bounced up and out, so similar to Dan's, yet so different too.

I knew that the final unveiling was coming, just not whether Janice or I would be completely nude first. Dan took the initiative by grasping the waistband of my panties. I turned as he brought them down, letting Bill enjoy the sight of my bottom again, only now exposed more fully.

Dan was looking past me, and I turned sideways, embracing him to preserve what little modesty I had left. We looked through the door to see Bill kneeling at Janice's feet, peeling her panties down so slowly. She looked like she might not be able to remain standing. Her pubic hair was trimmed in a neat wedge, and Bill turned her around in order to let us see her from all sides.

Dan returned the favor, stepping back from me and turning me to face our friends. Standing behind me with his hard penis pressed against my backside, he held me around the waist and swayed us as if we were still dancing. Bill, of course, could see my dense pubic hair plainly as I was kissed and fondled by my husband.

So many sensations were almost overwhelming me. In my mind, I was back on the river, but there the people were a hundred feet away, and once out of the canoe and firmly on my feet, I could turn away from them. I was also back in the conference room, looking at the woman get up from the massage table and imagining it was me, and at the same time imagining that I had gone behind the curtain with Bill and come out wearing only that diaphanous gown.

Of course, I could also open my eyes and see what was so real: our good friends completely naked only a few steps away, Dan's insistent erection pressed against me, and Bill's eyes taking in my own nudity.

Dan moved us closer to the door, and I thought the daring part of our night might end. We would shut the door, and both couples could finally get to bed and release the sexual tension we'd built up. Instead of shutting the door, though, Dan guided me through it into the room with Janice and Bill. We were still embracing, letting our hands roam, and swaying to some imagined music. Janice and Bill were doing the same as all four of us alternated our gaze between our partner and our friends next to us. I felt we were crossing more than one kind of threshold.

"It seems as if we've gotten a little courage," Dan remarked.

"This is certainly lots more daring than streaking in the dark," Janice said.

"And more fun?" Bill asked.

"Yes, I think so," she replied. "At least we all know you're having a good time," she added and held his erection out.

"I think your body is responding in kind," Bill said as he slipped a hand between her legs and showed us the wetness he found there.

Dan's hand slipped over my labia, and he let them know I was likewise aroused.

"So we're all having a good time, right?" Bill asked.

"It doesn't hurt," Janice said. When Bill gave her a look as if to wonder was that all she could say, she went on, "Okay, okay. It feels great. In fact, I love it."

Bill turned to me, and Dan leaned back to see my response. "Yes" was all I said and was all I needed to say. I knew I was agreeing to more than admitting to having fun and feeling good. I was saying "yes" to whatever came next.

And what came next was a switch between Dan and Bill. Without a word, our husbands let us go and steered us into the arms of the other. Bill's erection was pressed against me, and my breasts were squeezed against him. He let his hands drop, holding me by my bottom. Next to us, I could see Janice reaching between her and Dan to feel his penis. Dan was kissing her and feeling her breasts.

I took Bill's hands off of me. He wondered if he had done something wrong, but I put them on my breasts, bringing his smile back. In turn, I reached for his penis and let my hand explore it. Soon, both men were licking our nipples. Janice swooned and fell back on the bed, and Dan shifted his attention to her vagina, kissing and licking her, to pleasurable effect, judging from the sounds she made.

Bill sat me on the other bed. I think he wanted to kneel between my legs and give me the same kind of pleasure, but I drew him closer and took his penis in my mouth. He like the feeling, but insisted on pushing me back, making me recline on the bed. I wasn't disappointed, though. He moved to the bed and reclined beside me the other way, feeding me his penis again and resting his head right next to my vagina. I finally gave up what little modesty I had left and opened my legs to his eyes and tongue. 

When I could check the other bed, I saw Dan standing over Janice as she lay on her stomach and sucked his penis. Dan's head was turned up and his eyes were closed. I knew he was about to have an orgasm, and when it came, Janice held her mouth tight over his throbbing penis.

My own first orgasm followed, and Bill lay back to receive my attentions undistracted. I knelt over him, held his penis up to examine it closely and to let Janice see clearly what I was doing to it, and then took it into my mouth as far as I could. Bill was moving his hips, pushing up, and moments later I felt his release inside my mouth.

Nobody spoke. Janice and I quickly discovered that neither of our husbands had lost his erection. Dan brought Janice onto the bed with Bill and me. They arranged us on our backs, side by side, so as to see their wives all the better. As if on cue, Dan pulled Janice's legs open at the same time Bill spread mine. Bill pulled me by the hips to him, and his penis slipped easily and deeply into my vagina. Dan watched a moment and then leaned over Janice and pushed himself into her. She wrapped her legs behind him, exhaling loudly with each thrust. Bill lifted my legs even more and placed them over his shoulders, giving him even deeper access to my vagina. The room was filled with breathy sounds and then with satisfied moans.

I was exhausted and did not really notice when Janice and Dan got up. Bill held me close, and I snuggled against him, my back to him, like spoons. That's how I slept and how I woke the next morning.

Janice and Dan were already in the shower. As I stirred, Bill stroked my back and said, "Good morning." His penis wasn't hard, but I could feel it against me.

Getting up was a little awkward. Dan and Janice came out of the bathroom, still nude, but cleaned up and fully awake. "Your turn," Janice said. "Take your time. We have nothing to rush for." Dan took me in his arms before I went into the bathroom and gave me a loving and reassuring hug and kiss.

In the shower with Bill, I suddenly felt odd. Seeing him naked there was somehow wrong. He did not have an erection, so it wasn't that. It was just too intimate. I was seeing him the way Janice saw him, everyday appearances and not sex. I turned and held an arm over my breasts and covered my vagina with the other hand.

"What's wrong?"

I could not put it into words right away. "I don't know. Obviously, you've seen all of me already, but this is strange."

He listened, and then he told me, "I think I understand, but it's okay. I love that you're seeing me this way and that I'm seeing you this way. The sex last night was wonderful, but even if I'm not going to take the place of Dan, I'm also not some stranger with no feelings for you. Ever since I've known you, I've fantasized about getting to look at your breasts. Last night, though, even as I loved seeing them, what I enjoyed more was that I could make you feel so good while I played with them and the rest of your body."

I got it. It was fun to see his penis, but more fun to feel it when it pulsed in my mouth and vagina. I let my hands drop to my side.

"Put your hands behind your head, Marilyn. I'm going to wash your body, and we're both going to enjoy it." And we did. And we enjoyed it when his hands were behind his head and I was washing him.

Dan and Janice had put clothes on while we showered, but I didn't mind the attention from the men as I bent over my suitcase in search of clean clothes. It occurred to me that one of the most intimate postures a man can observe in a woman is when she is putting on her panties.

We spent the day much as we had planned, taking in an art museum and having lunch on the museum terrace. The only change was practically unspoken. We all wanted to have an earlier dinner so that we could go back to the party in the penthouse suite.

This time when we got off the elevator, Rachel was just as happy to see us, and Richard was there to greet us as well. "Glad you came back. Hope you stay," he said.

Although we had not explicitly discussed it, by returning, Janice and I were implicitly telling our husbands that we would go as far as they wanted us to go. I did not say anything to Richard, but I knew he was hoping to see me naked that night, and I also knew that I would let him see me naked if Dan didn't take me out of there first.

The challenge to stay began more immediately. The previous night, newbies were subjected to little exposure games on the dance floor. Tonight, along with a green bracelet (and since we had not stayed throughout the evening yesterday, we were still newbies) came a request to strip to our underclothes. Dan and Bill were included in this dare. A bemused looking off-duty policewoman was there specifically to stay in the hall by the elevator and check in and guard the clothes taken there.

We willingly undressed. At the table, Rachel was leaning over to write our names on our bracelets, and Dan could see a conical breast and nipple where her dress hung open at the neck. She teased him for sneaking a look, and when she gave us our bracelets, she told Dan, "Later, I hope to see more of you too." She gave him a playful swat on the bottom and sent us down the hall.

Having already seen it last night, we did not linger much in the conference room. One notable difference was that the massage demo featured a man on the table, and he refused any covering. My thought immediately was how much his penis resembled Dan's and Bill's and how different it looked at the same time. I also noted that several others were wearing only underclothes, so we were hardly alone in that regard.

In the suite, we found that Marty and Lisa had returned. Already down to a sheer bra and g-string, she was showing lots more than she did last night. She appeared relaxed, though, and we sat and talked with them again. Marty's boxer shorts tented when he stood and gapped when he sat, so it was no shock to see the tip of his penis pop out now and again. This time I noticed a difference in his erection, it was shorter.

The conversation was mostly about the night before. We told them about the dance that followed the one they saw, and they complimented us on keeping our nerve longer than they did. It was kind of Marty to suggest that he was as anxious as Lisa, and she was perhaps rewarding his loving regard by coming back this evening and trying to go further. The plain sight of her tiny breasts and wide nipples through her bra, not to mention her practically bare bottom, said a lot about her new courage.

When the dancing began, the adventures were more challenging. For the first dance, so-called veteran men would escort a newbie woman. I might have predicted that Richard would want to be my partner, and I was right. When the music began, nothing seemed to happen at first. Then Richard steered me close to Lisa and a man I didn't know. Richard let go of me for a moment to unclasp Lisa's bra, leaving it loose on her. The other man unfastened my bra when Richard turned me that way.

It remained in place only briefly. Richard's face had the excited expression of a kid as he drew my bra straps down my arms and off. Trying to act brave, I straightened my shoulders and thrust my chest out for him and everyone else. All he could say was, "Lovely. All these years. Lovely." He gave me a spin and let his hand brush over my breasts as I turned.

I noticed Janice was topless and in the arms of a man we'd never seen. And now that they were bare, we could all see Lisa's little breasts, thimble-shaped and no bigger than cupcakes, half of which were covered by her wide, brown nipples.

As the dance ended, Richard dipped me and leaned his face between my breasts, giving me a quick kiss there. Seated again with Dan, Bill and Marty, we three women tried to act as if being topless was the way we always sat with men. Lisa was blushing the most and avoiding eye-contact, but she sat up straighter when Dan told, "Your breasts are so different and so pretty."

"I could understand why Marty or other guys would say that about Marilyn's or Janice's breasts, but what makes mine so pretty?" she wondered.

"I don't know," Dan replied. "I guess the fact that they're bare. Never hurts to let anyone see them." In a way, Dan was speaking for all of us.

Satisfied with that answer, we heard the next dance begin. This time a veteran woman would lead a newbie man onto the floor, and it wasn't hard to figure out what would happen to the man there. Rachel paid Dan the compliment of running to secure him as her partner. Sure enough, soon after the music began, one woman began to lower her partner's underwear. They were proceeding one at a time so the women could enjoy each man's disrobing fully. Rachel even steered Dan to a chair to stand on for his stripping. His erection bounced out playfully, and she was quick to grab it, help him down, and continue dancing without letting it go.

I enjoyed seeing Bill naked again, and Marty's nudity was a pleasure too even though his erection may not have been quite five inches long. When they all returned, I said to Marty, "I like your penis."

He laughed as if he didn't believe me. I said, "It looks good just because it's bare, I guess."

The men may have been a little self-conscious with their wives still partially covered and everyone else fully clothed, but that was about to change. I and all the rest of the topless women were asked to circulate and select a clothed partner. Unready for a complete stranger, I sought out Richard again, which pleased him no end. "I know this time you're going to take my panties off and leave me naked for everyone to see," I said. "Just be sure that we're over close to Dan so he can watch when you do it." His smile widened.