Chapter 1
Anne lay there absolutely exhausted. The smell of sex permeates the room. Her tits and face feel like a glazed donut. Her pussy and ass are sore, but in a manner that reminds Her of the wonderful way they got into that condition. The muscles in her jaw are tight and she can taste cum on her lips. She can't remember how many times you came tonight but know that she just doesn't care. The night was wild in so many ways, and she enjoyed all of it.
Ann had sex with multiple men and women, with multiple partners at a time, more than once. She feels like a slut, and like a woman that has reached the pinnacle of her sexual desirability. She controlled who, how, and when she fucked. This wasn't making love; this was raw uninhibited sex, just for the pleasure of it.
The only question she can't fully answer is how everything ended up at this moment in time.
It all started while on vacation to the Caribbean. Ann and I, my name is Brady, decided that a cruise just wouldn't give us the experience we were hoping for and opted instead for an all-inclusive, adult only resort. The facility was everything we expected it would be; a huge colonial façade with an open, island feel to the interior. The rooms are all ocean views with louvered French doors opening onto a private lanai.
Our adventure to this island paradise started out normal enough but took on a life of its own very quickly as we learned more about the resort.
After checking in and unpacking I suggest we stroll along the water's edge down at the beach. Ann finds a place on the beach to sit and enjoy the sun while we people watch.
I walked to a small hut to grab a beach blanket and towels. The attendant greets me with a smile and hands over a blanket. He takes a step back to reach for the towels and I notice that he is completely nude. As I try not to stare as his cock swings back and forth, I see a sign on the counter saying that all of the beaches at the resort are clothing optional. We knew that there were a couple of spots that were nude, but did not realize they all were.
He hands over the towels and I ask, "I understand the clothing policy for the guests, but why are you not wearing anything?"
The attendant smiles again and says, "The hotel encourages employees to be clothing optional as well, it helps the guests feel more comfortable with being nude."
His comment makes sense and does make me feel more comfortable about being nude in public.
As I lay out the blanket I ask Ann "Did you know that all of the beaches here are clothing optional?"
"What are you talking about?", she says.
"I saw a sign on the counter at the towel hut that said it was clothing optional. The bigger surprise was that it also includes the staff. When I say bigger I am talking about the guy working the hut." I joke.
Ann give me a wicked smile and says, "I might need to go and get another towel before he is off duty to see what you are talking about."
We talk about it for a few minutes and decide to embrace the policy, and strip off our clothes.
We rub sunscreen on each other, making sure to cover the parts that don't usually see the sun very much, sit back, relax, and start our afternoon of people watching.
A waiter arrives a few minutes later and delivers 2 pina coladas. He is wearing a sarong that barely wraps around him. As he kneels to hand off the drinks, his cock flops out of the material and brushes against Ann's arm. He doesn't register the contact, but I can see on Ann's face that she certainly did. He stands, asks if there is anything else we would like, then departs.
The cool drink feels wonderful in the warm breeze. We sip the drinks, and see several people laying on the beach, and many others strolling along the water's edge. The one thing they seem to all have in common is a complete lack of clothing and inhibitions.
Those laying out seem to be oblivious to those walking by, but the walkers are checking out everyone. We assume the walkers are looking for a hookup and scoping out the potential candidates. We watch as a man in his thirties approaches a couple sitting near us. He strikes up a conversation and they invite him to sit with them. After introductions the woman bluntly asks him what he is looking for. He says that he likes it both ways and was hoping that the couple would tag team him. The couple says that they are not bisexual but would love to have a threesome if he was ok with sharing the wife. They agree and head off together.
We are both a little shocked by the openness of the conversation, especially since we were not aware that this was a swinger's resort when we booked. We lay there enjoying the parade of tits and cocks walking by. Ann looks at me and says, "This is like a buffet. There are so many shapes and sizes of tits, and I love seeing how the cocks are in various stages of erection."
After a while a mid-40's woman with big natural breasts walks up to us. She sits down before we invite her and asks if Ann, "Would mind if I fucked your friend?".
Ann is caught off guard by the question. She assumed that things would happen as a couple, not just one on one.
I answer for us, "We just arrived a few hours ago and are not ready to jump into anything quite yet."
She smiles and says that she understands. "I hope that when you are ready, I can have a turn on that big cock."
With that she stands and walks away.
I look at Ann and tell her, "It would be a lie to say that I wouldn't like to watch her big tits swinging back and forth as I drilled her from behind, but would never do anything like that unless we were both in agreement."
Ann thinks about my comment for a few minutes, and finally says, "I wouldn't mind watching you fuck her, but I think that I would want her to lick my pussy before she got to sample that cock of yours."
With that, we head to our room to get ready for dinner. Back in the room we get out the hotel directory to see if it talks about the resort policies. Not surprisingly there is a very detailed section on nudity within the property and a brief discussion regarding "Guest/Guest and Guest/ Staff Interactions". We come to discover that we were correct in our assumption; this is indeed a swingers resort and it turns out that not only are mutually agreed on interactions allowed, they are encouraged between staff and guests.
The nudity policy states that clothing is optional in all areas of the resort, with the exception of the main lobby. Once inside the resort boundaries, and on the resort's private beach however, the policy states that clothing is discouraged as a means of enhancing the sexual energy of the resort.
With this revelation, we must decide if this is truly the resort we want to stay at.
Ann is the first to speak up saying, "Iwant to stay, and I want to push our boundaries while we are here."
"I agree with you." "We need to lay out the ground rules for while we are here though."
Our rules are simple. No one on one interactions unless the other person is there to watch. All participants of any group encounter must be willing to interact with everyone else in the group.
We decide that we want to embrace the resort and all that it has to offer, but need to see what the other guests' attitudes are at dinner regarding the clothing policy. Is it truly no clothes in all locations or just outdoors.
We decide to wear clothes to dinner, but only the bare minimum. I have on a pair of shorts and an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. Ann is wearing a Hawaiian print wrap. Neither of us are wearing anything under our clothes.
We get to the restaurant and immediately see that we are not the only ones who feel unsure about the dinner dress. There are many there wearing nothing at all, but an equal number that are in some form of clothing. The wait staff are all topless, with sarongs that barely cover their genitals. You can see every cock bouncing as they walk through the tables, and each time a woman bends over her pussy is on full display.
