My husband, Greg, and I had struggled for years trying to manage our weight, but we finally managed to find a program we could both follow and two years ago, we reached our respective goal weights. We decided that if, after one year, we managed to maintain that weight, we'd treat ourselves to a cruise. Sixteen months later, off we went for seven days in the Caribbean.
It never bothered my husband much, but I was always very self-conscious about what swimwear I would be seen in public. For this cruise, though, I decided to show off my new figure with a tasteful two-piece suit. I hadn't shown it to Greg until we were onboard, and his eyes about popped out of his head when he saw it. Our sex life had taken a definite upward turn as the weight came off, but every day aboard the ship, we ended up fucking at least twice a day, every morning before breakfast (I love morning sex - it's the best way to start the day!) and again in the afternoon or at bedtime. Not many couples in their forties can make that claim!
We were on our way back to the ship after a day stop in port following another couple who were about our age when the lady fell on the dock. Greg rushed up to help out, which they much appreciated; turns out she had rolled her ankle on the cracked concrete and, after a few minutes was able to make her way gingerly back to the gangway. The gangway was a bit steep, however, so her husband got on one side of her, and mine got on the other, and they both helped her up while I carried their shopping bags. Once on board, she turned to us and thanked us for our help, giving us both a hug and Greg a kiss on the cheek. We chatted on the way up in the elevator and decided that we'd meet in one of the clubs after dinner for drinks and dancing.
Greg and I fucked again before dinner, and at about 8 o'clock, we entered the club; the dance floor was already crowded and the music was cranked up. We saw our new friends at a table and made our way over. Hugs were exchanged again, and once we got some drinks. Our friends (I'll call them Adam and Eve) got up to dance. After a few minutes, we followed suit, and we ended up dancing next to each other. After a couple of songs, we all sat down and tried to chat, but the music was too loud for much conversation, so we soon gave it up as a lost cause.
Then Adam asked me to dance; I looked at Greg, and he gave me a thumbs up, and off I went. Adam and I weren't on the floor for very long when we were joined by Greg and Eve. The music slowed, and we continued dancing with each other's partners. Adam and I were able to make some small talk when we were cheek to cheek, and as I looked over at Greg and Eve, it appeared they were doing the same. Soon the song ended, and I gave Adam a squeeze and a peck on the cheek. As we turned to go back to our table, I saw Eve's lips just leaving Greg's after what appeared to me to be more than just a thank-you kiss.
We stayed in the club for about another hour when Adam suggested that we go somewhere quieter so we could talk and get to know each other better. We finished up our drinks and left, heading back to our cabin. On the way there, I noticed that Eve and Greg were taking every opportunity to touch each other, and Adam's fingers would linger on my shoulder or arm every time we shared a joke.
As Greg fumbled with the door key, Adam said to me quietly, "I think Eve likes your husband. I know I sure like you."
"We like you guys, too," I replied, naively. "You're lots of fun, and we hope we can stay friends after the cruise is over."
Greg got the door open, and we went inside. I got some beers from the fridge, and when I turned around, Greg was seated on the sofa with Eve while Adam had taken up residence on the loveseat across from them. We talked about ourselves, work, and family, and eventually, the conversation turned to our success at getting and keeping our weight under control.
"Whatever you guys did," Eve said as she rubbed Greg's shoulder, "It sure worked!"
"It did indeed," said Adam as he put his hand on my knee.
It was then I finally clued into what was happening, and I looked at Greg. "Finally figured it out, have you?” he said, "Would you guys excuse us for just a sec?" and he reached out, took my hand and led me through the sliding doors to the balcony.
"So what do you think?" he asked me. We had occasionally watched group sex porn in the past and often said that if the chance ever came up that maybe we'd give it a go.
"Well, now's our chance to scratch one off the bucket list. If we don't do this now, we never will," I answered. My crotch was becoming warm and wet in anticipation of some experimental sex, and I could see the tent in Greg's pants. "Let's go see what happens!" We went back inside, and I took my seat back beside Adam, and Greg sat back down next to Eve.
"This is obviously your first time at this; we've done it a couple of times, so let's lay down some ground rules," said Eve, running her hand up Greg's leg, her fingers resting just below his crotch. "First, a safe word. We can't use 'Stop' because I often say 'Don't stop' during sex, and we don't want any confusion. So we have to come up with a word that would almost never come up."
"Football," said my husband. "I can't see any of us saying that accidentally."
"Football it is," said Eve. "Now, if either of you feel even the least bit uncomfortable, just say the safe word, and everything stops immediately. We all have to agree if we're going to trust each other, agreed?" I looked at Greg, and we both nodded at the same time. "Excellent," said Eve, smiling, "Now, do either have any hang-ups about bi-sexuality?"
"I know Greg isn't interested for himself, but I also know that he'd love to see me with another woman," I offered. "It's not something I've ever thought much about for me, but I'm game, Eve, if you are."
Eve smiled back at me and growled, "I think you'll find I'm game for just about anything, sweetie!"
Adam said, "Good. I had a go with a man we had a threesome with once, and it didn't do anything for me either. Last thing: are there any diseases or conditions we need to know about? Eve and I both prefer bareback, but we'll use condoms if that's what you guys want."
My own orgasms are often timed with Greg's hot come shot inside me, so I said quickly, "Bareback sounds good to me!"
Greg's eyes opened wide, and he whispered, "Are you sure? There are no do-overs on that one."
"Yes, Greg, I'm sure," I said firmly as reached over and squeezed Adam's cock. "Is there anything else? If not, let's do this before Greg here loses his nerve!" Just talking about sex turns me on, and once we had decided to try this foursome thing, I was eager to get at it.
Eve reached up and started undoing the buttons on Greg's shirt and whispered, "No, that's about it." She turned towards my husband of nearly twenty years and started kissing him deeply. I could see her working her tongue between his lips, and soon he was getting into it too.
Adam started rubbing my breasts through my dress, and he whispered, "Wow, no bra! Nice!"
I turned to him and looked into his face as I ran my tongue across my lips and said softly, "That's not the only surprise in store." As Adam and I started kissing and feeling up each other's bodies, I could feel my wetness increasing. Our kiss broke, and I glanced over at Greg, who had Eve’s breasts out of her top and was licking and sucking on her nipples. Eve was straddling Greg’s hips and grinding her pelvis into his, slowly rocking back and forth.
I turned my attention back to Adam and said, “Oh wow, that is so hot. Watching the real thing is way better than porn!”
“That’s for sure,” he replied, “You want to watch them for a while?” He placed his hands on my hips and guided me around so I was straddling his hips, facing Eve and Adam across from us. “There,” he said, “You watch, and I’ll see if I can distract you.” His hands moved to my breasts, kneading them softy. After a few moments, he started sliding my dress up, exposing my belly, and then my breasts so he could massage them directly. I took his right hand in mine and slid it down over my belly, guiding his fingers over my thong and pressing them into my pussy. He pushed my thong aside and began sliding his fingers around my labia. The first time he brushed my clit, I inhaled sharply and pushed my hips forward, wanting him to concentrate on it.
My eyes had been closed, but I opened them when I heard a soft slap, only to see Eve pushing Greg’s pants down, his cock flicking out of the waistband and slapping against his belly. She looked over her shoulder at me, raised one eyebrow, and licked her lips. I just nodded and watched this beautiful woman open her mouth and slide her lips down over my husband’s cock where my own lips had been just hours before. Greg reached down and began sliding Eve’s dress up over her body, exposing her well-tanned back and ass with not a tan line to be seen.
I leaned back and whispered to Adam, “Your wife is very beautiful. She has a great ass, and it looks like she gives great head.”
“She does have a nice ass, and yes, she is an excellent cocksucker,” he replied, “What about you? Are you a good cocksucker?” Greg and I hardly ever talk during sex; I’m too busy moaning and screaming to say much. His vulgarity only served to turn me on even more.
“Well, I’ll let you be the judge of that later, but first, would you mind eating my pussy while I watch my husband get his cock sucked?” I said more loudly, making sure that Greg could hear me. As Adam lifted me up by the waist, I was surprised at how strong yet gentle he was. He turned me around and sat me on the sofa with my ass just on the edge so he could have easy access to my snatch. He knelt down between my legs, pulled off the tiny scrap of satin that was posing as my underwear, and spread my lips with his fingers.
I was watching Eve expertly suck Greg’s cock, so intent that I nearly jumped off the sofa, when Adam’s tongue flicked across my slit, and his mouth settled on my clit. Eventually, I could no longer concentrate on the action across from me, and I laid my head back and savored what Adam was doing to my pussy. After I few minutes of his lips, tongue, and fingers probing, licking, and sucking on me, I could feel my orgasm begin to build. I placed my hand on his head and, pulling lightly on his hair, pulled him up towards my face so could kiss and lick my juices from his mouth and fingers.
I then pushed him up so he was standing and finally undid his belt and slacks and slid them to the floor. His cock was now rock hard, and a little bead of pre-come sat right at the tip, which I licked off. His cock is not as long as Greg’s, but it is thicker and is circumcised. I had never had a cut cock before, and I licked my lips hungrily before looking up at Adam and sliding my mouth down over the head, going all the way until my nose touched his trimmed pubic hair.
Greg then said to Adam, “Dude, you are in for a treat; my wife can deep-throat like a porn starlet.”
“No shit!” groaned Adam, as I began to suck on his cock like it was the best-tasting thing in the world (well, it did taste pretty good!). After about five minutes of my working his hardness in and out of my lips, Adam reached down and pulled up on my hands, lifting me into a standing position. “You like 69?” he whispered as he flicked his tongue across my earlobe.
“Hmm-hmm,” I answered.
“You two will have to excuse us,” he said to Greg and Eve, “We are going to the bed to have a 69. You just can’t do that on a loveseat, and we’re too old to be fucking on the floor when there’s a perfectly good king-size bed nearby.” He led me by the hand to the chamber, and we climbed onto the bed. “Let’s stay to one side,” he said, “If I know Eve, they’ll be in here with us in a minute.” He lay down on his back, and I straddled his head with my knees. He reached up and pulled down lightly on my hips to move my now-soaked cunt down onto his waiting mouth. I put his cock back into my mouth, and we both began sucking noisily on each other. After a few minutes, I stopped, pausing to stroke him with my hand. “You not want me to come in your mouth?” he asked.
“Just let me know when you’re going to come,” I answered, “We’ll see what happens.”
I placed my lips back on his glans and began slowly working him in and out the way I do when I want to make Greg come. Just then, I felt the bed move as Greg and Eve climbed in beside us.
“You gonna swallow his come, baby?” Greg asked breathlessly.
“Maybe,” I panted, “Why, do you want to watch?”
“Oh yeah,” he growled.
“Me too,” whispered Eve. I kept sucking Adam’s cock for all it was worth, caressing his balls with one hand when I felt two different pairs of hands begin to rub my body, Greg’s large rough hands and Eve’s softer, smaller ones reaching between Adam and me to rub my breasts and nipples; both of them were running their hands down my flanks and around my ass. I felt one of Eve’s slim fingers start to probe around my pussy, eventually slipping one, then two inside me as her husband ate my cunt. Greg was holding my hair up so he could get a good view of Adam’s cock sliding along my lips. A few more strokes and Adam groaned, and I felt his nuts twitch.