NOTE: This story contains wife sharing, swapping, and some male bi-sex. If you don't like that stuff, don't read it. This is the second half of day 2 of the vacation. This is a fantasy and it never happened. It probably couldn't happen. If that also bothers you, then stop now. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy the fantasies of an old guy.
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"So, do you want me to ride you again before we go or do you want to ride me?" Cheryl asked.
"Well, I'd like to do both, but if we don't go now, we won't make our paddle boarding tour."
Cheryl agreed and she had quite a few orgasms. She was just thinking of me. I told her there would be plenty of time. Although, I'm not sure why, I did let her in on the secret about my record.
"So, I've had two orgasms today. Five is my record since I hit about fifty or so, and two of those were from masturbating. Marti and I normally don't even have sex every day so I'm not even sure what I can do. I'm sort of surprised at three orgasms yesterday and now already two today.
"Really," she said. "That's pretty good for an old guy. Maybe I'll have to make sure you get six today? It will be my Christmas present to you."
"I'd love for you to help me break the record," I said.
We left for our paddle boarding tour holding hands. We arrived for instruction and paddle board check out still holding hands. We got some funny looks. I hadn't thought about the fact that I was old enough to easily be Cheryl's father, almost her grandfather. We began the paddle boarding session. It was great fun. I stayed a little behind Cheryl so I could watch her lovely muscular body paddle the board and watch her ass tighten up with each stroke. She figured out what I was doing, and she slowed down until I caught up to her. "My turn," she said. "get up there old man so I can check you out."
I obeyed and paddled ahead. We made it to the arch and walked around. We shot some pictures of ourselves and the scenery. We asked some of our fellow paddle boarders to take a few of us. They were pretty innocent, but Cheryl insisted we have a couple taken of us kissing. She held my cock in one of them.
After a while we got back on the paddle boards and went back to the resort. It was dark by the time we got back and we were tired. We sat in the hot tub for a while and kissed and played. We figured that the others would be back already or at least soon so we got out. Sure enough, Marti was back in our room when I got there. She had just arrived back and was in the shower, so I joined her.
We played around in the shower and then got out and dried off to get ready for dinner. We talked about our day and how much fun we had paddle boarding and snorkeling. I told Marti about the playful time with Cheryl and she said the guys would pull down her bathing suit top and kiss her breasts whenever no one was looking and even a couple of times when they weren't sure. They also kissed her just about every time she came up above water. I told her I was ready again to fuck her, but she said I had to wait until after dinner since Chuck, Cheryl and Pete were now expecting us.
It was Christmas Eve dinner, so the resort had a special menu for dinner. We had a little surprise when the older woman I had "met" in a tug-o-war over the exercise mat joined us alongside Pete. The six of us enjoyed our time together.
The new woman was Kathy. She was indeed 65 years old. I nailed that one. She was from southern California and was wearing a tight white dress that went to mid-thigh. She looked incredibly hot. I am not usually turned on by older women, but I had never met a woman of that age who looked that good.
Nothing special happened at dinner. We just talked about our lives and where we lived and jobs. Kathy said she had to go back to her room. I assumed it was to get ready to be with Pete. That's when Marti surprised me in front of the others.
"Don, I have a request for a special Christmas present." She said.
I was all ears. I was hoping it would be the threesome.
"I'd like Pete to spend the night with me tonight, on Christmas Eve."
I knew she had taken a liking to Pete, but this was interesting. I was actually kind of excited about it, but then I would be alone on Christmas Eve. Selfishness kicked in and so I had to think fast. I really wanted to show Marti that I loved her. I didn't want to be selfish. It wasn't that outrageous of a request. I almost asked if I could stay with them for a Christmas threesome, but if that's what she wanted, she would have asked.
Cheryl whispered to me, "If you get lonely, you can come to our room for your Christmas record."
That was encouraging, but I didn't want to barge in on their plans for Christmas Eve. Marti looked at me with eyes that told me she really wanted this. She leaned over to me, "I'll make sure your Christmas is really special."
I couldn't resist. I had options not to be alone. I really wanted to give her what she wanted. So, I said yes. As much as I wanted to be with my wife on Christmas eve, the thought of her spending the night with Pete and the stories the next day were even more attractive. I took Pete's room key and went to our room with Marti so that she and Pete could be in our room. Why she didn't go to his room, I'm not sure, but I guess she liked the control. I gathered a few things for the night. Marti thanked me again for her Christmas present and kissed me and gave my cock a squeeze. She again assured me that Christmas would be wonderful and she'd make sure.
I wasn't completely confident, but I did agree to it. I could have backed out, I suppose, but there was also a part of me that didn't want to back out. I liked the idea of my wife pleasing and being pleased by another man for a night.
We all took off for our rooms for the night. I went to my room and Pete had given me an extra key to his room so I could sleep there while he slept with Marti. I headed off to Pete's room and passed Pete coming to my room. Our rooms weren't more than six or so rooms from each other. I told him Merry Christmas. And he said, "oh, yeah. Thanks, Don." I still couldn't decide if I had made the right choice, but Marti would be happy.
Once in Pete's room, I pulled out a beer. I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I was horny as hell thinking about both Cheryl and Marti and even about Kathy now. I hadn't had an orgasm since just after lunch, and I knew I was ready again for at least one more round. I thought about the gym or the bar. The bar would be a better place to find someone. There was always Cheryl and Chuck's room. Fucking Cheryl while she sucked Chuck would be great.
I was sitting there in my underwear contemplating my options, when there was a knock on the door. I opened the door to find Kathy standing there in a casual dress about to her mid-thigh. It wasn't particularly sexy, but given my state of mind, she looked very hot to me. She was carrying an overnight bag. She said she was coming to talk with Pete. I told her Pete was gone already, but she could come in for a little while.
I was confused. I thought Pete would be with Kathy, but he was with Marti. Kathy was alone. I was alone. Hmm. This was very strange, but Kathy did accept my invitation to come in.
Kathy sat down to have a glass of wine with me. I finished my beer while she drank her wine and we talked a lot. We found that we had similar interests in music, dancing, books, exercise and just about everything. She also had a great sense of humor, and those legs. I couldn't get over those legs. Then she kicked off her heels and I couldn't get over her feet. I love feet and hers were perfect. She had nylons on, which I thought was a little strange given that it was evening and she was just in a sun dress.
She was extremely hot. I was lonely and asked if she wanted to dance. She agreed. She was a great dancer, much better than I was. We danced at least three or four dances, but Kathy seemed nervous toward the end. We sat to finish out drinks.
I told Kathy how much I loved her feet and gave her a foot massage. She seemed more uncomfortable than someone getting a foot massage should be. I asked if she was OK and she said she loved the massage. I rubbed her feet over her stockings. I wasn't daring enough to take them off.
Evidently Kathy had enough of my foot rub and thanked me. She got me up and moved my chair close to the bed and sat me back down. I was still finishing my beer when she pulled her dress over her head to reveal incredibly sexy black lingerie with matching garters holding up her stockings. The bra and panties were mostly lace with a floral pattern. They showed a lot of skin. I could see her small nipples through the material. If I was hot before, I was definitely stirring down there now.
Kathy pulled down my pants and pulled out my dick and began massaging it with her hands until it was fully erect. So far she had said nothing. Then she sat me back in the chair and sat in front of me on the bed. She then put my cock between her feet and gave me an incredible foot job. I'd never had a foot job before. I couldn't stop staring at her beautiful feet as they rubbed up and down my cock. I finally was able to unglue my eyes from her feet and allowed my eyes to travel up her stockinged legs with knees flexing to extend her legs so her feet could slide up and down my dick. I continued looking up her legs and into her crotch, barely covered by the lacey panties. The panties did have a solid crotch panel, but I could see through the lace to see that she had a shaved mound.
I was really enjoying this and my cock was definitely feeling like it was going to get messy soon, but Kathy kept on rubbing. I let my eyes travel from her crotch up to her perfectly flat abs. She had great skin, especially for her age. Looking at her from foot to chest, you would never guess this was the body of a sixty-five-year-old. I made my way up to her chest with her small, but perfectly round tits and tiny areolas and nipples. I savored that view for a few moments and then looked directly into Kathy's passionate eyes. She was pumping my cock as fast as she could. Her eyes were on fire. She was focused on her feet rubbing on my cock.
She noticed that I was looking into her eyes and she began staring into mine, almost challenging me to cum.
"Oh, my god, Kathy. This is so good." I said.
"You like this?" she asked smiling.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes," I said, not knowing how many times I said yes as my cock shot streams of cum while I was still staring into her eyes and not caring about the mess I was making.