Rita and Ronnie

Thank you @Kenji Sato for helping make sense of my madness.

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The resort was exclusive, with each guest having their own private villa on the water.

The property, itself, was built in seclusion and had every amenity you could imagine. There were the finest chefs, wellness practitioners, trainers, bartenders, a concierge, creatives, and a bevy of beautiful people who presided on the island to satisfy any craving the guests might want to scratch. The average staff member scored an eight-point-five out of ten, which made sense, given the price and exclusive nature of the property. That was almost to be expected, but what wasn't expected was how easily their inhibitions melted away as soon as they made it to the resort.

Their room wasn't quite ready, so the staff arranged for them to relax in a private cabana by the infinity pool, overlooking the ocean.

They sunbathed all morning long, taking breaks from the lounge chair only to play in the ocean. There were a few other couples keeping to themselves in the other cabanas. It was a secluded area, so Rita was confined to the tiniest thong bikini while the sun provided color to her perfect tits. Her name plate sat perfectly in between her sweaty breasts, which Ronnie couldn't stop staring at. Ronnie wasn't the only one who couldn't help himself, as he caught Maurizio, the cabana boy, with his eyes wide open, a drink refill in hand.

"It's a nice view, huh," said Ronnie to the embarrassed cabana boy.

"Um, um, I'm so sorry, please don't..." the young man stammered.

"Babe, the cabana boy was checking you out, what shall we do?"

"He was? How inappropriate of him. I wasn't even topless."

"What is your name, young man?"

"Maurizio."

"Well Maurizio, did you come all the way from Italy to stare at my tits?"

"No, no, ma'am. I'm so sorry, this is embarrassing as it's my first week here, and I'm still getting used to the beautiful women sunbathing."

"Are there no beautiful women in Italia that suit your taste? You are a very naughty boy and I have a good mind to report you to management."

"Uh-oh, you're in trouble now!" Ronnie added laughing to himself

"Well, you've been staring at me, but what do I get to stare at?"

"Excuse me, ma'am?"

"My name is Rita, and this is my husband, Ronnie. Do you like to stare at half-naked women in front of their husbands?"

"No, ma'am."

"Oh, I see... you are a sneaky stud. You like to seduce married women behind their husbands' backs, or wait... do you like it when they watch? What would your girlfriend say?"

"She is here and is the manager, and well I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. I will get her now, and hopefully, clear up any issues."

"Hmmm, what if my husband was staring at her? Would you be angry, or would that turn you on?"

"Well, she is a very beautiful woman, so I would understand, and pray that you would do the same for me today."

"Wait, would you like me to stare at your cock while you sunbathe? Is that what you're saying to me?"

The couple was having fun with the nervous young stud, and was about to take the conversation up a notch.

"I'm confused now," Rita said to her husband, undoing her bikini and showing off her beautiful breasts. "Do you want to see me naked now, or maybe you don't find me attractive?" she snapped at him, while beginning to rub her husband's cock outside of his bathing suit.

"You are very sexy. I am very sorry, and will leave you alone now."

"Stay right there," barked Rita, as her hand yanked down her husband's trunks, and she ran her tongue up his hard cock right in front of the scared cabana boy.

"Hahaha, holy shit, we are totally messing with you! Please, relax, and don't worry about it. We are away on vacation and are acting up. My husband doesn't mind if others look at me. Sometimes, he even enjoys it. Isn't that right, babe?"

"It's true. I'm guilty as charged. Don't sweat it, man. If you keep those delicious drinks coming, you can look all you want. Who knows, she may even let you touch! Oh wait, your girlfriend is the manager, so this will be our little secret."

"Thank you. You are a very open and cool couple. My girlfriend, Samantha, is very outgoing as well, and I'm sure you will run into her at some point."

"We look forward to it. Now if you don't mind, I must tend to something for my husband. Feel free to watch, or stop by with your manager anytime! Bye Maurizio!"

"Ciao. Ciao," said Maurizio

"Ciao bello," Rita said, as she squared up between her husband's legs and started sucking his cock.

Lunch was served alongside the shaded pergola, directly built on the water. While Maurizio served Rita fruit at the table, she had no inhibitions and took no issue in slowly seducing him with her eyes, while she gently slid an ice cube down her chest, letting the cold drops drip on her stomach and thighs, causing him to nervously grin.

After a light lunch, the couple picked up by a small boat and began heading to one of the smaller islands for an afternoon couple's massage...

They were greeted by two women at the edge of the island, who walked with them through the spa to a shaded courtyard, with a perfect view of the sun glistening down on the water.

"Welcome to paradise. We hope to meet all your needs this afternoon."

"What about if our needs continue tonight?"

"Well, we will be sure to take care of those, as well," whispered the hostess.

The hostess ushered them towards an open room to change, and excused themselves for a moment. The couple got naked, and draped the soft robes over their sun-kissed bodies, opting not to tie the belt around their waists, as they walked out to the courtyard, letting the breeze show off their best features, leaving nothing to the imagination.

In the courtyard, there was a luxurious shower bed built for a king, and they were instructed by the hostess to remove their robes, which they happily obliged.

Rita's nipples grew hard, while Ronnie's cock swung nicely between his legs.

They lay down and the masseuses began to shower them with warm water, exfoliating their bodies with a lightly scented aroma, lathering every square inch of their naked bodies with soft hands. Soon, they were instructed to turn over onto their stomachs when the masseuses climbed on top of them to continue scrubbing and rubbing their bodies into ecstasy.

Here they were on a secluded island paradise, fully naked, being fondled by two gorgeous women, making sure all attention was placed on growing their connection, and making them incredibly horny during the process.

Ronnie felt a hand grab his hard cock, and knew from the look of Rita's eyes, she needed to get fucked immediately. As they were covered in oils and bubbles, the attendants gently slid off them and showered, giving the husband-and-wife room to cater to each other's needs.

Ronnie sat back, while Rita sat on his cock, facing the two female attendants, as the bubbles slowly dripped off their perfectly tanned bodies. She rode him, pushing her hips up and down while staring at the women, as if this was a normal occurrence for a married couple. With his left hand wrapped tightly around her ponytail, and the other rubbing her swollen clit, she moaned in ecstasy. Once she got over the hill, he motioned for a towel to dry his hands and proceeded to bend her over onto all fours, fucking her hard and fast from behind.

She was having another orgasm, when she started talking dirty towards the women, who stood there.

"Fuck me with that hard cock. Do you like to watch my husband fuck me hard? I want your cum, cum for me, baby. Show them how I take care of you."

And with that, he positioned his body up, as she took him in her mouth, staring up at him, while down on her knees.

"My own slutty goddess..." he said, as he saw the dirtiest look in her eyes. She had his balls in her mouth, when she slid her finger along his perineum and into his ass, as she was then deepthroating his entire cock.

"You like how I suck his cock? Tell them whose cock this belongs to."

"My cock belongs to you, Goddess."

And with that, he began to cum all over her face and neck, while she slurped and sucked his cock, squeezing his load all over her face as if she was his own personal dirty little whore.

"Holy Fuck. Fuck. Jesus. I've never. You are. Fuck. That felt amazing..."

Rita and Ronnie collapsed back onto the shower floor, and felt the gentle wash of warm water spewing from the jets... the two women washed their freshly fucked bodies, dried and draped them in robes. The husband and wife stood, satisfied, sharing a long, deep kiss while the women moved towards the screen opening in the room.

There were two comfortable beechwood recliners, with two glasses of pink lemonade and fresh fruit. Our hosts explained they were finishing the setup for the massage, so they could just relax, enjoy the view, and replenish all the fluids they had just lost...

The opening-night gala took place in the main ballroom. There were fifteen to twenty other couples, dressed to the nines, who were also spending the week in paradise. The concierge had formal wear hanging in the closet for all of the attendees, down to the underwear and socks. The female wait staff served the guests in stilettos, and see-through lingerie, handing out champagne and small bites to the guests, while their male counterparts strutted around with tight-fitted briefs, barely covering their large cocks for all to see. The vibe was sophisticated yet light. The other guests were approachable, seemingly open to new experiences, and comfortably interacting with each other.

The dinner started off with a toast made by the married couple who owned the surga, which concluded in drinking a delicious, smoking elixir, the entire room downed before the first course was served.

"What was that?"

"I don't know, but it tasted good as fuck."

"That it did, husband, that it did."

And with that, she slid her hand under his briefs, brushing the back of her hand down his cock and upper thigh. She was hungry and horny as the beefy waiters served the salads. To her surprise, the waiter stood facing her, offering the guests salt and pepper to interested parties, where they stood bare chested with their big cocks barely hiding between their tight briefs.

"You can grind some of that on my plate!" sparked Rita.

"My pleasure, we're here to serve, so please don't be shy if there is anything you need," said the waiter.

The waiter did as instructed. He held the peppermill over her plate, slowly twisting the grinder in short jerks, as the veins in his ripped arms pulsated over her plate. She stared up at him like a naughty schoolgirl in need of detention.

"I think I know what you want for dessert tonight..." snickered Ronnie at his horny wife.

"One more thing," she whispered, while grabbing the waiter's firm leg, causing his cock to pulse in his underwear. "My husband would like some wine; if you would send over one of those women with some more wine. Now, off you go, gorgeous, you're going to get me in trouble, and it's going to be a long night."

As the night wore on, the patrons became drunker and hornier. Wives grinding on each other on the dance floor, while one dropped to her knees to suck the bartender's cock, to her husband's enjoyment.

Then came the final act of the evening in the ballroom-- the dessert. The lights were drawn low, and all the tables and chairs were removed from the room. The men were instructed to form a line to the left, and the women to the right. One by one, the staff went to each patron removing their formal wear, leaving the men in tight black underwear, and the women presented themselves in a black lace bra and panties...

They were then arranged in front of someone other than their significant other, handcuffed to that person, and told to explore only using their mouths. For three minutes, the patrons intensely explored each other, while not being able to see who was in front of them. Women dropped to their knees, sucking hard and fast in the darkness, while one man lifted a woman up and onto his face, moving her panties to the side with his teeth, and fucking her pussy mid-air with his tongue.

Finally, a bell sounded, and the patrons were all ushered back towards their respective partners, as the lights slowly began to go back on... The dessert lay in front of them in what appeared as a sexy smorgasbord of the wait staff. There were approximately ten staff members, locked hand in hand, lying down, covered in delicious fruits and sensual delights. In the middle was a large bed with two very attractive servers feverishly going down on each other.

During these sexual delights, the patrons stepped forward and were able to taste the offerings. Nipples and strawberries; kiwi syrup slowly dripping across a belly button, down towards a beautifully shaped peach, being delicately eaten by one of the onlookers, while her husband stood behind her, fingering her from behind. In the middle of all the carnage that was ensuing, a wall began to slide apart, opening the room out onto the patio with a sunken grotto and infinity pool... there were swings and furniture with all sorts of shapes and sizes.

As the patrons made their way outside, some had new friends attached at the hip as they descended into the pool, in far less clothing than they wore during dinner. Sex was everywhere, and with everyone. Their inhibitions had melted away and everyone was fully tapping into their newfound, raw, euphoric sexuality.

It was life changing, as he watched his wife getting fucked from behind, while deepthroating the waiter's long cock. He held out for what seemed like forever, while he alternated using his cock between a naughty blonde housewife from Chicago and the waitress whose pussy she licked while she screamed how much she loved his cock...

Then with his wife lain out after having been fucked forty ways from Sunday by two large men, it was time to reclaim what was his and fuck what was left of her. His dick had never gotten rock hard so quickly, than from looking at her all sweaty, covered in cum, with her makeup running. He flipped her on her back and slid his cock right into her pussy. He fucked her hard and fast, as she screamed and begged for him to take her pussy back.

"I've been a naughty slut, daddy. Please, fucking cum inside this pussy. I'm your dirty little whore, yes, daddy... fuck, fuck me!"

He picked her up by the thighs, throwing her up and down on his cock. Manhandling her to his liking, all while not letting her body hit anything besides his hard cock inside of her...

His cock was rock hard, as it slid in and out of her juicy wet pussy. Once he felt her pussy clinch as she got off for the final time, he flipped her up in the air, slowly bringing her down onto her knees to finish him off. With one hand tightly wrapped around her hair from behind her head, and the other hand pumping his cock, she sucked on his balls and ran her tongue along and under his perineum. The moment she began to give him a rimjob, he knew it was only a matter of seconds. She squared back up, resting his cock along her lips while staring up at him while on her knees...

"I want it now, cum wherever you want."

He couldn't imagine this feeling getting any better, but right before he unloaded on her face, she slipped her finger up into his asshole causing the most intense load he'd ever shot to explode all over her face. She took him back in her mouth, swallowing every drop while milking his asshole into pure bliss...

"Holy fuck that felt good."

With his cock still hard and ready, he flipped her over and slid into her tight little asshole, causing her to scream at the top of her lungs.

"Fuck my ass, baby! I'm going to cum again, harder, baby!"

They came in unison, screaming in pure pleasure, before crashing down in a state of euphoria, onto the large ottoman occupied by another couple who had just finished fucking their brains out. Ronnie picked up his wife, threw her over his shoulder, and then landed a great smack on her ass, as he walked her towards the grotto, while she dripped cum out of every hole with every step he took.

This was the love of his life, the woman of his dreams. They had had their first orgy; only not with each other, but at the same time, with various partners for their mutual pleasure.

Before they headed back to the room, they shared a slow, deep kiss; the kind reserved for vanilla lovers, madly in love and fully in tune with each other...

They had lost track of all clothing, and it was time to head back to the room, fully naked, beyond satisfied, and madly in love...

The next morning, he let her sleep in, and headed to the morning Bikram stretch class, overlooking the Bali Sea. On the way, he continued drinking ice water to replenish the fluids lost from the marathon drinking and fuck fest that had ended just a few short hours earlier.

There were only two others in the class, and the instructor Zola, who had the tightest frame with the perkiest little tits ever. He recognized the other women from the night earlier. Natalie was a blonde, suburban type, whose husband watched her get fucked while enjoying her every moan; the other woman, Priya, was a bombshell with long legs, beautiful features, and a perfectly trimmed bush on view.

This was a different type of yoga class from normal. Zola instructed them to work together to connect to their collective breath. They all had the same square-cut briefs on, which was interesting because his cock had no chance of cooperating, considering the gorgeous, half-naked women connecting to his breathing.

Fifteen minutes into class, Zola pulled open the shades, revealing a secluded deck overlooking the water. They followed her out onto the opening and onto a king-size pad where they were to continue their shallow breathing. The guests held hands while seated, elongating their frames back and forth, while Zola instructed him to stand behind her while she practiced downward dog.

As she pushed her naked butt in the air, it hovered less than an inch from his face. She instructed him to remain still, then moving her body down, she curled just enough to delicately kiss the head of his cock. They stood in this position for what seemed forever, until she was completely upside down with her legs spread into the air, guiding him to taste her openings.

He had completely forgotten about the two other women, so he was a little surprised when he saw their reflection in the mirror that they had broken from the lesson and were fucking each other. It was at this point that Zola, flipped back on her feet, and pushed his head into her pussy while she stood, looking over and enjoying the two women fucking.

Over the next hour, he fucked all women in various positions and speeds. Zola made both women squirt at the same time, which was incredible to watch, and he agreed to a prostate massage, which was equally joyful, and erotic. The two shared a long intimate kiss that grounded them in the moment before saying goodbye.

Ronni strolled down the staircase taking in the breathtaking view of the ocean as he headed back to wake up love his beautiful wife. There were some sexy couples taking in their morning coffee, gently caressing their partner under their loose robes. He smiled and laughed when he heard a familiar moan coming from his villa. His cock twitched with each step he took down the path to his Villa. He now was standing just off to the side, listening to the sensual moans penetrating through the thin walls. Now fully hard and excited to see his wife, he slowly turned and strutted into the room, showing off the incredible hardon, and letting his towel fall down the floor.