Kathy wanted to take it to the next level at Hedo. She had a very special toy packed away and waiting for her husband. Planned to lock him up so he couldn't touch himself while she fucked as many men as she could this week. And oh boy the man getting on the bus as she thought about that was a great first candidate. Six foot four and built like a linebacker with an air of confidence around him. Dressed in a white short sleeve button down shirt, he looked like a black James Bond. He was holding the hand of a woman, his wife, by the look of the huge diamond on her ring finger, who was thin, beautiful and just as confident. Damn, she worried, without Mark as part of the equation the woman would probably expect to play with Kathy. And while she had dated a few women in college, it had never been her thing. Still, depending on what he was packing under those shorts, it might be worth it.
***
Jim noticed the hungry way in which the woman at the front looked at him, and moved further back the bus. He saw a very good looking older couple, late fifties or early sixties, he guessed by their greying hair, and sat down with Mona in the seats across the aisle from them, giving them a warm smile.
Jim and Mona had met at a single swingers mixer party just over a year ago, and had gotten married in a small ceremony last week. Hedonism was their honeymoon, and was the first week long vacation that Jim had taken since he started his first company (the first of three now) at 20 years old. His latest venture had gotten off the ground enough to entrust to his chiefs over the holidays, and so he'd popped the question to Mona and they'd planned this trip. Both had always wanted to come to the resort, having heard so many stories from other couples that they swung with.
"So is this your first trip to Hedo?" Jim heard Mona asking the woman across the aisle.
"Yes, actually, is it yours?" The woman replied, with a hint of Northeastern yankee in her voice.
"Shure is," Mona answered back in her slight southern drawl. "Jim and I are on our honeymoon. I'm Mona." She held out her hand to shake.
"I'm Judy, this is my husband Paul, we're celebrating our 35
th
wedding anniversary. Won the trip here in a contest and didn't even know what it was."
"Jim here better be as ready and open to new adventures after we've been together for 35 years. How lucky you two are."
Jim waved across the seats to Paul, who waved back. The women continued their conversation, Mona's infectious charm instantly bonding with the woman. Judy and Paul had never been to a nudist resort, never swung with another couple, but had always had an exhibitionist fantasy, and that's why they'd decided to accept the trip. Mona explained back that Jim and her were both full on Lifestylers, but, "not to worry, we won't try to convert you unless you want to be."
Judy had laughed at that, but Jim noticed that her husband Paul had gotten a bit of a worried look on his face. Mona must have sensed it as well because she quickly changed the subject to where they were from.
***
Paul relaxed as the ladies conversation changed away from sexual topics. He thought he had known what to expect in coming here, but they weren't even to the resort yet and already the topic had come up! In thirty five years together, Judy and he had done some wild things, but only with each other and the video camera that had recorded their lovemaking in thousands of videos. They'd tried S&M, B&D, cross dressing, toys, anal play (with both sides), giving her facials and eating her pussy after he had cum inside her. Just about any act that could be done between a man and a woman they had experimented with at one time or another. They were honest and open with each other about their desires and likes and dislikes.
The thought of making love to Judy on a beach, or in the middle of a room with strangers all around thrilled him. Going further than that? He just wasn't sure. It wasn't anything he ever had a desire for. But if Judy wanted to try? He would probably agree, so long as he was sure he wasn't interfering with the other couple's marriage negatively.
And here they met a couple on the bus, not even at the resort, who he was positive would fit that requirement. And who he could also instantly see truly loved each other, not just with the new love of the just married, but with that sense that they, like he and Judy, were soul mates. Perfect fits for each other that he saw so rarely in the many couples he had married over the decades of his Ministry.
But Paul was getting ahead of himself. He thought they likely weren't even interested in a couple nearly 30 years their senior. Were probably just being polite. They'd probably be more interested in someone closer to their own age.
Paul's thoughts were interrupted by three more people getting on the bus, a man who looked to be in his early fifties accompanied by two very young women. As they sat down across an open aisle in front of them, the girl with long blonde hair gave the man she was with a deep kiss, then sat in the chair next to the long dark haired girl they'd gotten on the bus with and kissed her as well. So much for the age difference excuse.
***
Ken looked at the two girls kissing across the aisle from him and still couldn't believe this was all real. Divorced less than two weeks, he'd met Samantha while in the middle of a heater at the craps table in Vegas that had won him a ton of money. They'd gone back to his room after dinner and fucked all night, and when he jokingly asked she'd go with him to Hedonism for New Years, she'd agreed, and asked if her friend Desi could come.
They hadn't left right away because Sam had needed to get a passport, at 22 she'd never been out of the country before, and because Desi had to work through Christmas Eve, she had a retail job that she worked between semesters at college. But it had given Ken and Sam time to get tested for STIs so that, as Sam had put it, they could fluid bond. Have sex without barriers. As good as the sex had been with condoms, Scott had cum harder than he had in his entire life when he first put his thick seven inch cock into Sam's pussy and felt its young hot wetness directly against him.
Samantha also kept insisting that this was only ever going to be a couple week fling. She needed to rebound after breaking up with her boyfriend, and she thought Ken was hot for someone older than her dad. The chance for a week getting wild in Jamaica was too good to pass up. Ken didn't mind. Nor did he mind the fact that Desi was still making up her mind about whether she wanted to hook up with Ken.
"Just because you're paying for my trip doesn't mean I'm going to fuck you, but it's pretty likely," she'd bluntly told him the night they met.
Desi was a self described wild child. A year older than Samantha and in her fifth year of college. She was a sultry Cuban and Italian mix with long black hair, brown eyes, pouty lips and perky C cup breasts all in a 5'4" 112 package.
Ken felt his cock leap to life as he watched the two girls kissing across the aisle from him. God, he thought, how lucky could he have gotten in meeting these two. If it only lasted till the end of the week, if he never got more than to fuck Samantha another dozen times and see Desi roaming naked around the resort, it would be more than his wildest dreams.
***
Desi broke the kiss with Samantha and looked over at Ken, smiling. She hadn't actually needed Ken to pay for the trip, her parents were the kind of wealthy that meant that she was never going to have to worry about money, and could have paid for Samantha as well, but Samantha had been playing coy with her bi-side, and getting the invite from Ken made the whole thing easier. If she had to fuck Ken to get at Samantha's sweet pussy, she'd have no problem with that. He really kept himself in great shape for someone in his early fifties.
As she was contemplating all of that, she saw the final couple getting on the bus. Middle aged and as average as you could get, save for the fact that the wife was black and the husband as Irish white as you could imagine. She had no doubt that they were a vanilla couple though, and she instantly wanted them both. She'd have to work on that almost as much as Samantha.
Now the woman with the short brown hair sitting in the back of the bus, Desi thought, she looked like she couldn't wait to get things started. She could be a great way to get things going this week.
