It's the weekend of the 'Fantastic Fantasies Festival.
On route newlyweds Mel and Cory are misbehaving in the back seat of Grants Chevelle convertible, Teresa in the front passenger seat, her husband Grant is driving, top down, a gorgeous sunny day.
They're discussing which other couple to invite on this winter's yacht cruise.
Mel leans forward between the bucket seats and speaks; Cory's hand is fondling her exposed tit. "It's not our decision; why don't the 4 of us plan an entire orgy weekend at Deshawn and Simone's, invite the contenders we'd like to have along and decide as a group; who's company is preferred."
"Damn Mel" Grant says, "That's intelligent ... brains with that gorgeous body, Cory you're a lucky fucker putting a ring on her finger." We all chuckle.
We pull up to the large log cabin lodge. "Wow nice." We each take our bag and enter the lobby, Cory and Grant go to the desk. "Jones and Burns; we have reservations."
"Are you with the Fantasy Festival?" The young girl asks.
"Yes, we are."
"OK, they have a check-in table just there," she gestures to the right "in the 'President's Room'."
We wave for the gals to follow us; and just inside the doors, according to name tags, Ester and Nancy are seated at a sign-in table. "Hi guys, welcome"
Grant nods, "Grant and Teresa Jones, and Cory and..."
Nancy interrupts, "Got 'em, here's a package for each, I've put you in adjoining rooms, here's your keys. The organized action starts in this room tonight at 7 with a meet and greet mingle."
We saunter up to our rooms on the 3rd floor, decide to unpack, then meet and discuss our options.
Teresa answers the knocking on the door dividing the two rooms.
"Ready to explore?" Mel and Cory are dressed to seduce. Cory in cargo shorts and a Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned to show off his defined abs. Mel also has a brightly flowered shirt unbuttoned but knotted just below her nearly spilling free bosom and a matching wrap around skirt, most of her legs are exposed and the knot at the side showing her entire leg and hip.
"Come in, we were just reading the itinerary. Tonight's the meet and greet, tomorrow has a few optional things, including a member only pool party, closed to the public, sounds like an ominous orgy occurring." I giggle.
"It's only 1 now, we got all afternoon to fill." Cory says.
"I'm thinkin' we put on our swimwear, and check out the poolside bar first, then if nothing better, a nap before supper. I suspect the meet n' greet may end up tiring." Teresa raises her eyebrows and winks.
"That sounds great." Mel says, "We'll leave the door open; if you're shy Grant, you can close it, as she removes her top and shakes her boobs at him."
"Geezus Mel that's dangerous, could put out an eye with those pokey nipples." Blowing her a kiss, "Cory, I think she needs discipline, I brought my BD bag." Grant teasingly threatens.
"Oh, Grant you're such a tease, of course I need a spanking" Mel tugs the knot whips off her skirt, wiggles her naked booty, bending over she slaps her own butt cheek. "I'm always ready for some discipline, bring it big boy." We all chuckle.
Tess dons her neon blue string bikini, Mel a red one, both fabrics are little more than micro triangles, neither leave anything to the imagination, barely covering their areoles, and both nearly exposed crotch gaps presenting enticing camel toes; surely, they will turn heads. Both guys are wearing Lycra bikini brief speedos showing distinct outlines of their manhood. Cory's' is an orange/yellow abstract pattern, Grant's is a grass green.
We get towels, as we arrive to the pool deck and set them on vacant lounge chairs and slide into the water and head to the swim up bar. Cory and Mel remain at the bar. Cocktails in hand we lean against the poolside in about 4' of water in front of our deck chairs. Looking around, there's about 40 people in or around the pool. This could be a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit edition photo shoot, mostly very sexy women, in skimpy suits, there are a few overweight and a few over 40
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"Whatcha think Babe, should we go forth as a couple, or hunt separately?" Tess asks.
"I think, there's going to be over 100 swingers here this weekend, all here seeking sex with new partners; and you," Grant kisses my cheek, "being one of the hottest, sexiest women here; I don't think you'll need to go looking." He takes a sip, "I think I better pace myself, there's sooo many attractive vixens here." Grant leans back his elbows on the deck. "I'll bet, if we stay right here, by the time we finish our 2nd cocktail, you, or us, will be propositioned." I tap her glass and wink. "However, if you spot someone that really turns you on, and you want to; by all means, you have my blessing, go for it." I give her a kiss, place my hand on her bum. "2 o'clock the other side of the bar, the ravishing redhead in the neon yellow bikini is eyeing us up."
"Yes, I'm intrigued. God, look at thaaat body." Tess gazes back assuring she sees her.
Grant whispers, "turn sideways, give her a profile view of your bodacious bod, enticing tits and astonishing ass." Chugging his drink, "I'll go for refills if she doesn't approach you, I'll speak to her." As Grant moves towards the bar, she moves toward Tess. Grant returns with 2 cocktails; the extremely well-tanned redhead is on the deck, squatting, on her haunches by Tess's shoulder, her knees parted, her camel toe presented directly at our eye level, there is definite evidence of wetness showing on the neon yellow bikini, a few ginger pubes visible around the edges of such a narrow strip of material. Both her nipples extended, poking, the rim of her reddish-brown areoles temptingly peeking over the upper edge of fabric.
I pass the fresh tequila sunrise to Tess.
"Grant this is Marnia; she's here with the 'Sensational Swingers' group."
"Hello Marnia, could I get you anything?" I lift my glass in a silent toast greeting.
"Sex on the beach." Marnia coyly smiles.
"Hmm," Grant smiles, stares into her sultry green eyes, "is that a cocktail request, as this is a pool, but damn, I'd be happy to pretend and lay out our towels." I wink and set my drink between her feet, being sure to graze her calf as my hand passes, and I swim away.
I return with her drink, Shes sitting on the pool edge, as is Tess. I hold the drink for her to take. "Anything else?" I raise my eyebrows.
Marnia takes a sip of her cocktail. "Mmmmmhhmmm, that's good" Marnia, widens her knees, looks down. "Yes hopefully, I have a problem here," points to the damp spot covering her twat, sets the drink on the concrete to her right.
"I developed an unusual amount of oozing down there when I first laid eyes on you 2." Marnia put her fingers over her vulva. "While you were getting my drink, your wife graciously offered to lick the excess, but I doubt your wife can handle it alone; I was hoping you might have an idea how to plug it." Marnia giggled, straightened her legs yawning them, her feet to either side of me. "I recall a story about a boy who saved a country by putting his finger in a hole to stop a leak in a dam." Marnia rests her feet on my shoulders, teasingly pulls the suit aside, baring her glistening labia. "I may need that sort of a solution, as you can see, I'm leaking quite a bit, do you think a finger will be enough."
"Well, that certainly sounds serious, I'll be happy to try; if my finger isn't sufficient, I do have something larger that might do the deed."
"Well, don't dilly dally, this situation just rapidly got worse." We chuckle as she rises, I didn't bother with the ladder I put my hands on the deck and leaped from the water. Carrying Tess and my drinks, I remain a couple steps behind, I watch their asses' sway in unison, damn what an erotic sight.
We went to her room; our drinks were done when paused at her door. "You know what I want; however, I'm adaptable Grant, what do you want ... maybe watch some lesbian action to get started, or us 2 women attack you; if you're shy, I'll watch you two for a bit, you make the call." She carded the lock, pushed open the door. "No matter how we start, I guarantee we'll all end up fucking one another."
Marnia stepped in, pulled the strings on her bikini, the suit dropped, she turned to display a stunning curvaceous body, complete with a neatly trimmed red bush; "don't be shy, I can see by the outline, you've got a wondrous wand, I'm sure it will suffice." Marnia dropped backward on the bed, arms and legs outstretched.
Grant climbs on the bed, his mouth goes to her left boob, left hand runs up her thigh, across her vulva up to her other boob. Tess spreads Marnia's knees and dives in.