I decided to go for a swim. I took off my swimsuit and dove into the pool to swim a few laps. Carol was sitting beside the pool on a lounger. Her sarong had slipped, and one breast was exposed. There was a large, muscular black man kneeling beside her, and behind him was a tall, willowy black woman. He was talking to Carol. I got out of the pool and they introduced themselves, “Andre and Cecelia”. They worked at the resort spa. They suggested that we get a couples massage. Both of us nodded yes and set the time for two after lunch. All set, they said.
I said to Carol, “Come on into the pool.”
Carol took off her sarong and waded in. I held her for a moment, then turned her around and cupped her breasts as her legs floated up. Our friend, John saw us and said, “This looks familiar.” He suggested that he and I swap places. He cupped Carol’s breasts and I swam around until I was between her floating legs.
We were in the shade of a large palm tree and had a little privacy. I started caressing Carol. I started with her foot, treating each toe to a gentle tug. I moved up Carol’s legs, still caressing. When I got to her thighs she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me to her.
John slipped his hands down and cupped Carol’s ass. My prick was just at the entrance to her cunt. John slipped a finger into her ass and Carol moaned. He lowered her onto my prick. I could feel her lips hugging my cock. John was caressing her breasts. I pulled her to me for an erotic kiss. Carol whispered in my ear, “Fuck me.” I looked around, and there were a few people watching. I didn’t care. This was good morning sex. It would be quick and satisfying.
Our fucking motions created soft waves. I felt John’s prick between Carol’s ass cheeks. He was humping her as I was fucking her. Carol lay back in John’s arms her breasts floating up, visible to all. I pushed my cock deeper into her. Carol and I were still horny from our morning shower. I slipped my hands under her ass and started stroking John’s cock as I continued to fuck her.
Carol grunted and pulled me deeper into her. John started kissing her neck and shoulders. He started franticly humping her ass. I knew this couldn’t last.
Carol moaned, “Watch me, unnhh.” I felt a familiar tingling in my balls. It all happened at once. John spurted on Carol’s ass. Carol whimpered and had a small orgasm. I pushed in deeper and came in her cunt. John and I held Carol for a tender moment. We all smiled, basking in the sexual afterglow.
Carol and I lazed around in the pool for a while.
We went back to our room, showered again, and got ready for lunch. We went to our regular table. Carol looked around and whispered to me, “We’ve fucked all the eligible men at this table.”
We mentioned that we had signed up for a couple’s massage. One of the married women asked who we were seeing. We said Andre and Cecelia. She gave her husband a knowing look and said, “You’ll have a great time.”
Carol and I hung around the pool and Jacuzzi for awhile, then went back to our room to get ready for the massage. Carol wore her sarong and I wore my swimsuit.
We walked to the spa. The massage room was a three-wall gauze tent facing the ocean. The room was full of exotic aromas. We got undressed and settled on the massage tables, faces in the rests, looking out at the ocean. Andre and Cecelia came in. Andre was wearing a silk loincloth and we could see his prick moving around in it. Cecelia was wearing a long gauze dressing gown that fluttered open in the ocean breeze. She was naked under it.
Andre walked over to Carol and said, “Hello. Are you ready to get started?”
Carol said, “Yes.”
Cecelia looked at me, and I said, “I’m looking forward to it.” She smiled.
Andre poured some massage oil on his hands. He started with Carol’s feet. He massaged each toe and kneaded her soles. He moved on to her calves, gently massaging her muscles. I could see Carol relaxing.
Cecelia started on my shoulders. Her hands were soft and caressing. When she bent over her gown fluttered and I could see her beautiful body – small, firm breasts, cocoa skin, slim hips and a shaved pubic mound. I sighed.
On the other table, Andre moved to Carol’s thighs. His hands would sweep from the back of her knees to just touching her slit. Once Andre had finished her legs he started on her ass. His hands lingered on her swelling curves. His fingers went between her buttocks. He briefly inserted a finger in her tight hole. Neither of them said anything. I could almost feel Carol sigh. Andre’s loin cloth was bulging with an erection, and he asked Carol if he could take it off. Carol said, “Yes, yes.”
Cecelia finished my shoulders and back. She moved down to my ass. She caressed my buttocks and then ran her fingers down the crack and inserted one in me. I groaned.
Cecelia suggested that we might want some privacy and pulled down a gauze curtain, covering the front of the tent.
She came back to my table and pulled her gown over her head. She looked like an Egyptian goddess.
Carol and I looked at each other and smiled.
Andre and Cecelia told us both to turn over onto our backs.
Andre started with Carol’s neck and shoulders. He caressed and kneaded them. He moved down to her breasts. He cupped one in his hands and pulled on her nipple. He took each breast and massaged and teased the nipple. As he moved down Carol’s body his hard prick left a trail of pre-cum on her. He bent down and licked her nipples.
Carol moaned, “Oh Andre…” He stayed focused on her breasts for a long few minutes.
At my table, Cecelia started with my neck and shoulders. When she got to my chest she leaned over the table and rubbed her nipples on my nipples. It was an electric moment. My cock was hard and pointing straight up. Cecelia put some more lotion on her hands and rubbed it on my prick.
Andre had moved down to Carol’s mound. He poured more lotion on his hands and parted her very wet labia. Andre then stuck a finger in Carol and parted her lips. She again moaned, “Ohhh, Andre.”
He kept fingering her, and I could hear her wetness and smell her sex. Carol started lifting her hips up to meet his fingers. He leaned down and gave Carol a passionate kiss. Carol responded by putting her arms around his neck and pulling him to her.
Cecelia kept stroking my cock. I was ready to burst. She leaned down and sucked it into her warm mouth. Then she took my prick and put it between her breasts and slid it up and down. With each up-stroke she kissed it. All pretense of massage was gone. This was sex.
Andre pulled Carol to the edge of the massage table. He knelt in front of her and began licking and sucking her cunt. Carol pulled his head to her and locked her legs around his neck. I could hear the slurping and Carol’s groans. He stood up and his prick was at the entrance to Carol’s cunt. His prick was glistening, hard and very black. He rubbed it against Carol’s wetness and slowly pushed it in, sliding on her juices.
Cecelia got on the table and straddled my cock. She lowered herself on it until I was fully in her. She began rising and falling on me. She arched her back and pressed down on me. I reached up and held her firm tits in my hands. I could see her wetness on my cock, and I could feel her cunt embracing me.
Carol and I could see each other. Our faces were red and our eyes glossed with sex. We reached out to each other and held hands. This was real sharing.
Carol was so aroused she groaned, “Andre, fuck me, fuck me!”
Carol pulled Andre to her and rubbed her body on his. He kept slowly fucking her and her cunt lips were stretched around his cock. He started whispering to Carol, “I love your hot little cunt. Do you like fucking me?”
Carol went over the edge, “Oh, my fucking god…
Cecelia’s wetness was dripping on my cock. She whispered to me, “Come in my cunt. I want you to come.” I felt my balls draw up and I pushed one final time and let go a copious amount of cum in her. She tensed up and came on my cock. The next thing she did was move up and put her dripping cunt on my mouth. I feasted on her.
Andre was holding Carol in his arms and murmuring in her ear.
Cecelia lay on me, panting and glowing.
Andre then said to Cecelia, “It’s time to swap.”
Andre moved to my table and Cecelia moved to Carol’s table.
Cecelia got on Carol’s bed, head at her mound, cunt at her face. Carol mumbled, “Oh god, more, more.” Cecelia was expert at licking cunt. She used her fingers to part Carol’s lips and pulled them each into her mouth.
Carol pulled Cecelia down to her face and covered her cunt with her mouth. Cecelia was grinding her cunt on Carol’s face. Carol was pushing her cunt up to Cecelia’s mouth. Carol groaned, “I’m coming, lick meee, lick meee!” and they both exploded with massive orgasms.
Andre got in the same position with me. His mouth at my cock. His cock at my mouth. He was reviving my spent cock. His tongue slathered my cock, and then he sucked it into his warm, inviting mouth. When I took his cock into my mouth I could tasted Carol’s juices and his cum. I twirled my tongue around his head and sucked the rest into my mouth. I bobbed up and down on it. I loved the softness of the skin and the hardness of the erection. I could sense his veins throbbing and suddenly he shot his cum into my mouth. I gave out a muffled groan and came in his mouth.
I went over to Carol’s bed and held and caressed her. We both smiled.
Eventually we got up and said to Andre and Cecelia, “What a wonderful time. You were so generous with us. Maybe we’ll do it again.”
Andre said, “I loved having sex with your wife.”
Cecelia said, “I too had a great time.”
We all hugged, and Carol and I headed back to the room. My limbs were shaky and both of our bodies were sticky with the massage oil. We held each other and exchanged ‘I love you’s’. Nap.
After the nap we washed the massage oil off of each other.
We dressed for dinner. Carol put on a new outfit. There was a silk collar around her neck and it supported two gauze strips that came over her breasts and down to her stomach. They fluttered without any fasteners. Her bottom was a pair of loose harem pants, slung very low to the top of her mound. She looked beautiful. I wore a white linen shirt and pants.
We went down and ordered a pre-dinner Martini. The bartender kept peeking at Carol’s nearly bare breasts. Any breeze would flutter the gauze strips and pull them off of her breasts. Quite a show.
We sat at our regular table. Everyone asked about the couple’s massage. We might have blushed before saying it was great. Carol started flirting with Bruce, Mike and John. Every time she moved or there was a slight breeze they could see her breasts. We had another wonderful dinner, and plenty of wine.
An old fashioned swing song came on and we got up to dance. Every time I twirled Carol the gauze strips would spin out, leaving her breasts bare.
John asked Carol to dance to a slow song. Carol put her arms around his waist and John put his hands under the gauze strips and started stroking her breasts. Carol responded with an impassioned kiss and, wrapping her legs behind his, rubbed her mound against his leg. When the two of them got back to the table Carol had a damp spot on her harem pants and John had a tented erection. Carol sat on my lap and I kissed her.
Bruce asked Carol to dance to a hip hop song. Carol got out on the floor, put her hands on hips and humped to the music. Bruce did his dance and grabbed his crotch and ground into Carol. The song ended and they stayed on the floor. Carol clutched Bruce to her and gazed up into his eyes. Halfway through the song Mike approached them and wrapped his arms around both Carol and Bruce. Both men were grinding against Carol, Bruce in her front, Mike to her ass. They each lifted one of the gauze strips and teased her nipples. When the song ended they shared three-way hot kisses.
When they got back to the table, Carol said, “I’ve got to take them somewhere dark and secluded.”
I suggested we go to a grassy area with benches behind the pool. Carol put her arms in theirs and flipped the gauze strips. As we walked away, John looked lost. Carol walked over to him and said, “Later.”
We got to the benches and Carol sat down and unzipped our pants and pulled them down to our ankles. She pulled her pants down to the ground and flipped the gauze strips over her shoulder. The three of us were naked from the waist down, Carol naked. Carol knelt in front of Bruce and started kissing the head of his cock. She slathered the length of his cock with her tongue, getting it wet and slippery. His thick veins were pulsing, and Carol ran her tongue along them. Carol turned to his balls and took each of them in her mouth and gently sucked.
Mike and I were watching and pulling on our pricks.
Carol looked up at all of us and started fingering herself.
She started moaning around Bruce’s cock, sending exciting vibrations. Carol then licked her fingers to get them wet and slipped a finger into his anus. She twirled her tongue around the head and the sensitive V underneath it. Bruce leaned down and was caressing her breasts. His breath became labored and he started moaning. Carol stepped up her sucking and licking and Bruce moaned and said, “I’m coming”.
Carol tipped her head back, looked deeply into his eyes, stroked his wet cock and cupped his balls until he came all over her neck and tits. Mike and I were so turned on by this we came on Carol’s tits.
Carol said, “Get me a towel.”
I did, and the three of us cleaned all the cum off of her.
I asked, “Carol, are you ready to return to the dancing?”
Carol smirked, and said, “I still need to come and come and come.”
We got back to our table. Bruce and Mike looked spent. John smiled and came over to us. He sat and chatted and asked where we had been.
Carol said, “I’ve been out back sucking cock. Kiss me John.”
John didn’t hesitate. He pulled Carol to him, opened his mouth and shared a deep erotic kiss, his tongue dancing in Carol’s mouth.
I danced a slow, romantic song with Carol. We’re both riding a sensual high. I stroked Carol’s back and brushed the gauze strips to the side and circled her nipples with my fingertips. Carol moaned into my mouth and whispered, “I want to fuck you and John.”
John danced the next song with Carol. She put his hands on her breasts and wrapped her legs around him. Carol started hickey-kissing his neck and moving her hands all over his arms. He said, “When?”
Carol pulled him over to the table and said, “Dick, let’s take John to our room for sex.” The rest of the people at the table weren’t the least bit surprised.
We went back to the room. I rolled a few joints and made drinks. Carol and John were making out, kissing wantonly. He was caressing her breasts and his other hand was tugging at the waist of her harem pants. Carol said, “Bed, naked – Dick, you too.” We all pulled our clothes off and led Carol to the bed. I pulled her to me and enjoyed her naked body. I was very aroused. I started finger-fucking Carol and she responded with hot kisses and raising her mound to meet my hands.
I rolled her over onto her hands and knees and started plunging my fingers into her. John knelt in front of Carol with his pulsing cock at her mouth. I parted her labia and rubbed my cock along her slit. I was lost in lust. I put my prick into her and lost control. I slapped her ass and started calling her, “My slutty Dirty Girl.”
John was moaning as Carol devoured his cock.
Carol exploded, “Fuck meeee, cocksucker, Dirty Girl.”
I came shooting into her cunt and John filled her mouth with his cum.
I fell onto her back and wrapped my arms around her. John ran his hands through her hair and murmured, “I love sex with you.”
Carol gradually came around and smiled at both of us.
I said, “John, Carol and I need to be alone.”
We fell asleep cuddling each other.
