4 comments/ 52427 views/ 7 favorites Romance and Dessert By: Forrest_Hump I was excited about our first swinger's party at Lance and Jill's house. I guess it was because of the unexpected. I asked Becky several times if she was as excited as me. She said that she thought it would be fun. The way she said it wasn't very convincing. Saturday arrived and the party was to begin at six. Jack gave us the directions to Lance and Jill's house. It was in a gated community on the North Shore of Lake Pontchartrain. Lake Pontchartrain is the northern border of New Orleans. The neighborhood consisted of mansions situated on very large lots, three acres or more. We pulled up to a large plantation manor. It had several large columns across the front porch. The lawn was manicured. A line of large shrubs blocked the view from the prying eyes of the neighbors. The shrubs acted like a privacy fence. Several cars were parked in the driveway. We were one of the last to arrive. We had planned to arrive after Christy and Jack so that we knew at least one couple. Lance and Jill met us at the door. I recognized them from the club the week before. I hadn't spoken to either of them at the club, but I remembered Jill. She was about 5'3" blonde hair and a tight little body. She had all the right curves in a small package. You could tell she worked a lot on her tan. There was no sign of a tan line. She had a body to kill for, flat stomach, perky tits, and an ass that you could sit your drink on. We were introduced to four other couples and a couple of single women. Dress was casual. It was just like any other back yard get together. Everyone was wearing shorts or a bathing suit. One guest, Ben, was helping at the grill. He was cooking burgers, hotdogs and sausage. There was a well stocked bar next to the grill with soft drinks, wines, beer, bourbon, gin, vodka, and rum. Most of the men were sipping on a beer or scotch while most of the ladies drink wine. A few were taking a dip in the pool. Everyone was making small talk and getting acquainted. Lance maneuvered Becky away from the group describing the garden. The back of the lot was covered by an vast garden with tall bushes and flowers interlaced with several paths. Once a person went a few feet down one of these paths, they could not be seen by anyone in the back yard. It reminded me of a maze. Lance was telling Becky that once his guests were settled, he would be glad to give her a tour of the garden if she wanted. Becky thought that would be great. By the time we had eaten and had several drinks, the sun was beginning to set. As the sun lowered in the sky, so did the inhibitions. People began to pair off. Clothes began to disappear. Skinny dipping was in fashion. Lance chose this time to slip away with Becky. He wanted her to himself, and he didn't want to be disturbed. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I had my eye on Jill and a cute blonde with whom Jill spent a lot of time talking. I noticed them glance my way several times. I learned from Christy that the blonde was Peggy Stanton. Peggy was carbon copy of Jill, except that she may have been an inch taller. Her breasts were a little larger in proportion to her body, and she was a few pounds heavier. She always arrived alone and left alone. She was married, but apparently her husband wasn't into swinging. I assumed that Peggy was either keeping it hidden from him or he didn't care. If he didn't care, the guy had to have someone better or he was gay. My money was on gay. Peggy would be hard to beat. I was still nervous about doing anything with Becky around. With Lance and Becky out of the way, I felt comfortable enough to make a move. I strolled up to the two and said, "I want to thank you again for inviting us. This is a great party. The guests are wonderful. Everyone is so friendly." Jill looked at me and laughed, "Well, this is a swinger's party. Of course the people are friendly. They are here to meet people and to fuck. You have already thanked me twice. What do you really want?" "You saw through it. I wanted you to introduce me to your friend here." I confessed. "Why didn't you say so? Peggy meet Forrest. Peggy is my best friend. We often share secrets and other things." Jill replied with a devilish grin. The way she said "other things" made me wonder just exactly what she had meant by that. My imagination was running wild. I hoped that I was right. We heard a scream, and our attention was diverted to the pool. Bob had Christy on his shoulders. Jack had a good looking brunette on his shoulders. She had been introduced to me as April. The girls were trying to push the other off the man's shoulders into the water. There was a lot of screaming and splashing going on. Both women were wearing string bikinis. The tops tied around the back and behind the neck. The sides were tied to together too. As they were fighting, Christy reached around April and pulled the strings dangling from her bikini. Her bikini fell into the pool. April retaliated by grabbing the strings on Christy's bottom and pulling the bikini off. Tit for tat. Off came April's bottom and Christy's top. Christy and April dived into the water and came up with Bob and Jack's trunks. Now all four of them were nude. I knew that this was going to be a fun party. I turned back to Jill and Peggy. Jill said, "I understand that this is your first time at a swinger's party. You don't need to be bashful. It would save you a lot of time to speak your mind. Be direct. What do you have on your mind?" Well, shit! She told me to be direct. I was going to just what she said. "I want to fuck you both. I just can't make up my mind which one to fuck tonight. Is that direct enough for you?" I still can't believe I said that. As soon as I said it, I wanted to take it back. If I could have found a hole, I would have crawled into it. I wish I could blame it on the booze, but I hadn't had that much to drink. I fully expected both of them to throw their drinks in my face. "Why don't you fuck both of us?" Peggy replied. "What?" I couldn't believe what Peggy had just said. The blood rushed from my face. I had gone beet red to being white as a sheet. "She said, 'Why don't you fuck both of us?' Do you think you can handle both of us?" Jill answered. "Damn! I uh, I uh . . . Hell, yes! I can take care of both of you and your sisters too if you have any. Bring them on!" Shit! I had stepped into it now. I hoped that they didn't have any sisters nearby. These two were the kind that would call my bluff. "Come on hot shot. Let's sit in the small pool and get acquainted. You sure have a lot of confidence, or are you just talk?" Jill said as she took my hand and lead me to the end of the pool farthest from the house and the grill. That end of the pool was in the shadows and secluded. There was waterfall that emptied into a small pool with seats around the sides. It was a Jacuzzi. The water from the small pool overflowed into the big pool. It was a secluded place to sit and talk. As we approached the pool, Jill let go of my hand. She and Peggy were shedding their clothes as they walked. By the time we reached the pool, both of them were naked. There was a trail of clothes leading back toward the house. Another couple was already in the pool. We couldn't see them as we approached because there were no lights on. I recognized the man. He had been introduced to me before as Tim. I recognized the woman as Bob's wife, Janet. She was a tall woman, about 5'10", with auburn hair. I estimated her tits to be busty 38D's. Tim was sitting on the seat around the edge of the pool. Janet faced him straddling his legs. She was riding his cock like she was on a pogo stick. Tom's head was leaning back over the edge of the pool. His eyes were closed, and a contented smile was on his face. "Let's wait until they are finished. It will give you a chance to get out of your clothes." Jill suggested. I didn't want to stand there and watch them. But, I did as I was told. No one seemed to mind except me. Jill and Peggy were comfortable with the situation. I don't know if the couple in the pool even knew we were there. I removed my clothes and was standing there feeling like a Peeping Tom. I could not help but get aroused at the show before my eyes. My cock was pointing straight to the sky. We watched for several minutes. Then, the girls notice my erection. Jill and Peggy were standing a little behind me. Jill was the first to act. She nudged Peggy and pointed to my stiffy. They mouthed "WOW" to each other. Peggy hugged me from behind. I could feel those luscious boobs pressing against my back. She started kissing me on my shoulders and the back of my neck. The goose bumps rose all over. She gently massaged my chest working her way toward my stomach and beyond. She softly caressed my skin with her fingertips. The back of her hand grazed my cock as her fingers moved down to its base. There she titillated by skin as she eased her fingers to the side. My skin trembled under her fingertips. Jill was waiting for the right moment, and this was it. She got down on her knees in front of me. She placed her fingertips on the top of my toes. With a swirling action, she gently climbed my leg moving from the outside to the inside and back again. It felt so good that I forgot all about Tim and Janet. I was afraid that I would cum right then and there. They continued to tease my body, endlessly searching for those spots that made me tremble. They switched to their tongues. Peggy was tickling my back and Jill my legs. Jill's mouth found its way to my cock. She slipped her tongue across the head of my cock savoring the precum. She took the head of it in her mouth for a few seconds and moved on. It was torture. I could hardly stand it. I wanted her to swallow it all and not stop. Jill continued to tease my cock. Without warning she devoured it all and began to stroke it with her mouth. Peggy was under me playing with my balls. I had to stop them. I couldn't remain standing any longer. "Please! Please! I can't stand any longer. I have to sit down." I pleaded. "Let's get in the pool." Peggy said. I looked Tim and Janet were gone. The only way out was past us. They had walked by me, and I never noticed. I guess that I must have been distracted. The girls lead me into the pool. I slid in and sat on the seat on the side with Jill on my right and Peggy on my left. The girls took turns stroking my cock under the water. I kissed one then the other. I massaged each's breast. They showed me how to have a three way kiss. I was in heaven. "You two have had your way with me too long. I am going to have to pay you back." I said. "Just how are you going to do that?" Jill questioned. "I will have to show you." I replied as I lifted the girls out of the pool and sat them on the edge. I shoved my head between Jill's legs and started lapping at her pussy. I massaged Peggy's clit with my hand. At first the girls laid back and enjoyed my attention. Soon, Jill started to moan and jerk spasmodically. This got Peggy excited too. She took her hand and ran it down Jill's belly to my tongue. She stuck her finger into my mouth for lubrication. Once it was covered in saliva, Peggy battled my tongue for possession of Jill's clit. I decided I would let her have the clit and worked my tongue on the lower part. Jill began a long continuous orgasm that lasted a good five minutes. I decided that was enough for Jill. It was Peggy's turn. I pulled my face out of Jill's pussy and replaced it with Peggy's. It was so sudden that I caught both of them off guard. Peggy was rubbing Jill's twat and Jill was pinching Peggy's nipples. I slipped my middle finger into Jill's pussy searching for her g-spot. I found it and began rubbing it. I used my thumb to massage her clit. I had my other hand and face deep into Peggy pussy. I massaged her lips with my hand and probed her opening with my tongue. Peggy didn't last as long as Jill. She had a much deeper orgasm that endured for twice as long as Jill's. Once I had finished, I sat back with a huge shit-eating grin on my face. I thought that had given them both memorable orgasms. Yes, I was proud of myself, very proud. I hoped that they would remember me for a long time. The girls were spent. Jill suggested, "Let's go to my room." I was unsure about that and asked, "What if you husband comes back and wants to use it?" "He has his own room. He will be quite some time if your wife cooperates." Jill said. "Don't you and Lance sleep together. And, what do you mean 'if my wife cooperates'?" I asked. "We sleep together. But, when we have guests over, we each have a room of our own. That way we don't disturb each other. It is just more comfortable if you have your own room. As for Becky, Lance heard the stories about how good she is at giving head. He has to find out for himself if the stories are true. Lance is more of a romancer than a fucker. Becky is probably being romanced right now. She should enjoy it. Everyone does." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lance had taken Becky by the hand and led her down the path into his garden. It was like a stroll in any other garden. The moon was full and the stars were out in force. They chatted about nothing in particular. Becky would laugh at Lance's stories. The further they walked, the more relaxed she became. They rounded a bend in the path. Before them, Becky saw a lovely white gazebo standing about three feet off the ground. Around the gazebo were several torches and inside were several candles. A table was in the middle of he floor. A bucket of ice was on the table holding the same wine Becky had been drinking at the pool. A tray held hors d'oeuvres. Off to the side in the shadows of the garden, was a Jacuzzi. The bubbles sparkled in the subdued light, and the water was so inviting. As they walked up the steps, Becky was a bit overwhelmed. This was something out of one of her romance novels. Lance poured a glass of wine. They sat on the bench around the edge and sipped on the wine and ate the hor d'oeuvres. Lance pointed out the names of the stars. (He could have just made up the names. Becky didn't know the difference. I have got to remember to try that sometime.) It was all so erotic and romantic. There Becky was with someone who was not her husband feeling like she was on a date. Lance was really romancing her, and romance is what she always wanted. He had planned all this to make her feel special and she felt very special. Becky was eating it up. For as long as it lasted, she could pretend that there was no one but the two of them, no husbands, no wives, no party. After a few minutes of small talk, Lance gently ran his fingertips down Becky's arm and back up to her shoulder. He slipped his hand behind her neck and pulled her to him. He kissed her softly to see her reaction. Was she interested in him? He backed away for a few seconds. Then, he pulled her to him again. This time Becky showed him what she wanted. They kissed passionately. Their tongues exploring each other's mouth. Lance's hand slipped under Becky's blouse. There he found the ripeness of her breasts. Her nipples were hard. She was electrified. Becky's hand explored Lance's body. She rested her fingers on his thigh. Gently her fingers rubbed the inside of his leg. Slowly she moved her fingers up to his crouch and probed his manhood. Lance was as large as his pants would allow. His cock begged for release. Becky fumbled with his belt. Lance stood over her and kissed her neck. He nuzzled her ears. Goose bumps rose on Becky's arm. She loved it and felt like she was in high school again. With Lance standing over her, Becky had easy access to his belt and shorts. She was able to use both hands. She made short work of his belt and unbuttoned his shorts. She let them fall to the floor where Lance stepped out. His cock was ready to bust out of his briefs. Hooking her thumbs in both sides of his briefs, Becky slid them down over his ass. She hand to free his cock, which had caught on the waistband. Then, it sprang free at eye level. Lance was sporting a good seven inches. She thought that it looked good enough to eat, which was what she had in mind. Becky grabbed her new fuck toy with both hands and just admired it for a few seconds. Then she took the head in her mouth, teasing the tip with her tongue and teeth. Further and further she took it into her mouth until her nose was touching Lance's stomach. Lance was amazed. This had happened to him a several times, but no one had swallowed his cock so easily. Becky pulled back and began pumping her head on his cock. At the same time, she was stroking the base with her right hand and fondling his balls with the left. The saliva increased the sensation like no manmade lubricant could. Becky kept working his cock with her mouth and right hand. Without Lance realizing it, she was easing her left hand to his ass. The left was well lubricated with the saliva that had run down Lance's cock to his scrotum. Once she found his anus, Becky inserted her middle finger its full length. Becky probed for Lance's prostrate like a urologist and began milking it. Lance couldn't last long with Becky sucking and stroking his cock and fingering his anus. His sack tightened. He wanted it to last longer, but he couldn't. Cum gushed out of his cock into Becky's mouth. Becky swallowed it all. Lance was weak in the knees. It was all that he could do to prevent himself from screaming loud enough to the alert the guests. Once he finished, Lance collapsed on the bench beside Becky. "Are you through for the night?" she asked disappointedly. "Let me catch my breath. I owe you one. A big one. Where did you learn to do that?" "I have picked up a few pointers from my husband's porno movies." Becky smiled. "Let's hop in the Jacuzzi. I'll bring over the wine." Becky slipped out of her clothes and jumped in the tub. Lance brought over the wine and hor d'oeuvres and set them on the edge. They laid back in the water as the bubbles foamed around them. For several minutes they looked at the stars and listened to the sound of the night, drank, ate and chatted. In the distance, they could hear the sound of the other guests enjoying themselves. Neither knew what their spouses were doing. For the time being, they didn't care either. Once Lance regained his composure, he pulled Becky to him and began kissing her and massaging her breasts. He slid his finger to her clit and stroked it until Becky came for the first time. Then, he pulled her out of the water and sat her on the edge of the tub. Her feet dangled in the water. Lance shoved his head between Becky's legs and worked his tongue over her clit and into to her pussy. He manipulated her clit with his tongue and shoved his middle finger into her pussy searching for her g-spot. Lance knew what made women feel good. He used light pressure on her clit and heavy pressure on her g-spot. Becky had several orgasms in a row. When she thought she couldn't stand it any longer, she rolled over onto her stomach and told Lance to tongue her ass. Becky was in paradise. All the cares of the world were forgotten. Nothing else mattered for the present. She was totally into herself and the pleasure she was experiencing. With his cock recovered and ready to perform, Lance stood up and shoved it into Becky's soaked pussy. It was so well lubricated that it slid in easily. Lance enjoyed the wet tightness of new pussy. At least it was new to him. He grabbed her hips with both hands and pounded away from the start. Becky pressed back to meet him stroke for stroke. Her kegel exercises were paying off again. She gripped his cock like a vice with her vaginal muscles. Lance couldn't escape her clutches if he wanted to, and he didn't want to. It was only because he had cum minutes before that allowed Lance to last for a good fifteen minutes. Becky reached back between her legs grabbing Lance's scrotum. She massaged Lance's balls. Lance turned her hips loose and reached around Becky. He found her clit and stroked it with his fingers. Both of them came together. Romance and Dessert When they were finished, Becky lay on her stomach on the edge of the Jacuzzi. Her feet and legs were still in the water. Lance staggered back and crumbled on the far side of the tub. Neither could move for a full five minutes. Becky was the first to speak. "I need some water. Not wine." Lance pulled himself out of the tub and staggered over to a cooler on the gazebo. He brought Becky bottled water and a coke for himself. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . As we left the small pool, I gathered my clothes where Jill and Peggy had removed them. Jill and Peggy followed their trail of clothes, picking them up as they went. I followed them into the house and up the stairs to Jill's room. Peggy opened the door and walked in. I stopped in the doorway and looked around. Jill, being impatient, pushed me through the door. Jill's room contained the largest four-poster bed that I had ever seen. It had a canopy and curtains around the sides. If you wanted, you could close the curtains. I looked closer and discovered that their were two sets of curtains. The inner set were made of a sheer material that you could see through. The outer curtains were made of a heavier material that would block out all light. If the outer curtains were pulled shut, you would have trouble telling when she sun rose. It would be great for sleeping late. Peggy said, "I want to rinse off this chlorinated water." Jill said, "I'll join you." "So will I." I said. "No. You wait here until we finish. Then, you can take a quick shower. We won't be long." Peggy said. I was disappointed but went along with it. The girls were only in the shower a minute or two. But, I heard them drying their hair. That took a few minutes. Still, I didn't have a chance to get comfortable. They came out of the shower wearing pink terrycloth robes. Their hair was dry. Both looked good enough to eat, and I planned on doing just that. "It's all yours. Don't keep us waiting too long." Jill said. I didn't plan to be very long at all. I closed the door to the bathroom and took a quick shower. The shower was something else. I will tell you about it later. Once I dried myself, I wrapped a towel around my waist and opened the door to a big surprise. They had turned out the lights. The room was lit by several candles placed around the room. The inner, sheer curtains on the bed were pulled closed. I could see someone on their knees in the bed, but I couldn't tell who it was. A hand slipped out of the curtains and motioned me to come. My cock was acting like a tent pole with the towel. You could have hung your hat on it. As approached the bed, I let the towel drop to the floor and crawled through an opening in the curtains. Peggy was there to take my hand and lead me to the upper end of the bed. I started to ask were Jill was, but Peggy put her finger over my lips. She shook her head to tell me not to speak. I was game. Shit, why not? Peggy kissed me deeply. I stuck my tongue into her mouth and she sucked it like a cock. She put her hand over my cock and explored every inch of it and by balls. I caressed her breasts. Jill appeared through a door on one side of the room carrying a tray. The tray had strawberries, a can of whipped cream, chocolate, jello, bananas, champagne and other eats. Peggy held the curtains back to allow her to climb on the bed. There was a little night stand inside the curtains and next to the bed where she put the tray. I had no idea what they were going to do with all that food. It started off being very romantic. Peggy picked up a strawberry, dipped it into the chocolate and fed it to me. Jill poured a glass of champagne and gave me a sip of that. The did this a few more times. Then they stopped. Jill shoved the pillows off the side of the bed and both pulled the covers down to the foot of the bed and off the edge. I noticed that a soft plastic cover remained on the bed. It seemed strange to me. I wanted to ask if someone had a problem with bed wetting. My better judgment told me to keep quite and see what develops. They tied the curtains back and out of the way. Jill took a strawberry and dipped it into the chocolate. I was ready for her to feed it to me again. This time she turned to Peggy. Okay, I thought, let Peggy have something to eat. Instead of putting the strawberry to Peggy's mouth, Jill used the strawberry to coat Peggy's nipples with chocolate. Then, she put the strawberry into Peggy's mouth. Peggy held the strawberry in her teeth as Jill took a bite. Jill licked the chocolate from Peggy's left breast. I joined in and took care of the right breast. Peggy put her hand into the chocolate, then coated my cock with it. The girls took turns sucking the chocolate and me off. I took some of the whipped cream and spread it from Peggy's navel, down to her vagina and around to the small of her back. I started eating and licking the whipped cream from the back. Jill began at the navel. We both met at Peggy's pussy. We made sure that we had cleaned all of it up. We spent a good bit of extra time there kissing and licking together if you know what I mean. Then it got real nasty. I don't really know what you would call what we did. Some might call "food fight," but the word "fight" seemed out of place here. Then again maybe "fight" was the right word. Jill, sporting a very large grin, took a handful of whipped cream and smeared it in my hair. Some of it got shoved into my ear. I took a handful of chocolate and smeared it all over Jill's and Peggy's faces. They reminded me of a minstrel show. I took the whipped cream and gave them both mustaches and goatees. Jill laughed at Peggy, and Peggy laughed at Jill. I laughed at both of them. They retaliated by smearing whipped cream and chocolate all over my body, in my hair, on my face, on my cock, a finger of chocolate went up my ass. Jill turned mean. She smashed a couple of strawberries on my chest and put whipped cream under my armpits. I grabbed some jello and rubbed it into her hair. Peggy took a banana and smeared it over Jill's boobs. I coated the cracks of each of their asses with whipped cream. We started wrestling with each other and rolling around on the bed. It was like mud wrestling. We were slipping and sliding all over the bed and each other. I couldn't get a grip on either Jill or Peggy. They couldn't hold onto me. I tried to bear hug them a couple of times and wound up with my face buried in their breasts, ass or pussy. Now, that wasn't a bad thing mind you. I really liked it. They tried to grab me by the cock but couldn't hold on. The girls were giggling. Every now and then, one of the girls would squeal when somebody surprised them with a fruit or handful of chocolate in an unexpected cavity. We would have a three-way kiss one second. The next minute we would try to pin someone to the bed. I smeared more chocolate in their hair and all over their body. The did the same to me. The can of whipped cream was the cause of the most of the shrieks and expletives. You can imagine where the went, up twats, across balls and in asses. We were lucky no one got a whipped cream enema. Now, you can see the reason for the plastic bed cover? It was all so erotic and exciting. I tongued the whipped cream out of their ass. They both licked the chocolate off my cock and my ass. I had never experienced anything like this before. This was more than sex. It was the most fun than I had ever had with my clothes on or off. At one point Jill was setting on my face holding on to the headboard while Peggy cleaned my cock. Then they swapped. But, Peggy faced Jill while she rode my cock. Peggy massaged the chocolate into Jill's tits while their tongues fought a battle over possession of the other's mouth. I could work my tongue into Peggy's pussy. With a little pressure tell her to shift her weight, I had access to her ass. I alternated between the two. Jill was finding pleasure from Peggy and riding my cock. She and Peggy would kiss, and massage and suck each others tits. I could feel Jill have several small orgasms. I could sense myself and Jill reaching orgasm. I didn't want Peggy left out when it happened. I shifted her weight where I had could give her ass a good tongue lashing. I entered her vagina with my right thumb and rubbed her g-spot. With my middle finger I ever so gently stroked her clit. Before long, I could feel Peggy's juices begin to flow. Her body quivered. I knew she was cumming. It was time for Jill and I do the same. I started pounding Jill from below with everything that I had. I could feel my balls tighten and my cock swell. The moaning of the girls turned to screams of passion and ecstacy. I shot a cupful of cum deep into Jill. They rolled off me exhausted. We just lay there for several minutes before anyone said or did anything. I was the first to speak, "You serve a mean dessert here. Don't you?" They giggled. Jill said, "Let's get cleaned up. I feel yucky." We all were a huge mess. The chocolate did most of the damage. It was all over us to the point that we all looked black, maybe creole. Neither of the girls were blond anymore. Fruit was in our hair, ears, armpits, ass, between our toes, everywhere. Damn! It had been a blast. I have heard of sex being described in many ways, but never like this. This was "fun sex." That little mouse in Florida didn't have anything to match this. Imagine how you walk if you fell into a mud puddle. Your arms are out from you side. You don't want to get any more on you. You don't walk normally. You shuffle. That is the way we entered the bathroom. If you are rich, a shower doesn't have to be hygiene. It can be an experience. Jill's shower was one of those experiences. It had twelve nozzles, three on each wall. One was above your head, one chest high, one waist high and the lowest at your knees. Each nozzle had its own controls. The water hit you from three sides and several angles. It came in handy getting those hard to reach spots. I felt like I was in a care wash. The shower was just that, a shower, not too much fooling around. We helped each other wash. We had to. It would have been nearly impossible to get all that stuff off of us without help. I did take extra special care and time washing their tits. Jill and Peggy made sure that my cock was extra clean. When we went back to the bedroom, the girls got on each side of the bed and pulled the top of the plastic cover down to the foot of the bed and bundled it together. Jill placed the bundle to the side. Clean sheets were left for us to sleep on. They pulled the heavy curtains around the bed. All of us were exhausted. I fell asleep between the two. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lance and Becky sat next to each other in the Jacuzzi and enjoyed the night while they finished their drinks. Lance was pleased with his performance. The stories he had heard about Becky were understatements. She was the best he had ever had. He had to have her again. He couldn't brag too much on her, or Jill would get jealous. It was getting late, and they needed to rejoin the group. But, when they returned to the pool, it was deserted. Everyone had paired up and went off a place of their own. Becky and Lance spent the night in Lance's room. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It was late in the morning when I finally awoke. Jill and Peggy's heads were on my shoulders. The curtains served their purpose. I couldn't tell if it was day or night. I peaked out and saw that it was bright daylight. I knew right then and there that this had been one of the best nights of my life. I would never forget the experience and what I had learned from Peggy and Jill. I wanted it to happen again, but with only one at a time. In any threesome, someone always gets left out. I did my best, but I would have liked to devote more time to each of them. We had a wonderful brunch by the pool and everyone headed home. On the way home, Becky was a lot more at ease than when we had arrived. I asked her what she was thinking. She just responded that she would like to keep trying it a little longer. She had a pleasant smile across her face. There is nothing like a little romance to keep a woman interested. I wondered how she would react to "food sex."