We paid to go into the nude pool area. It was down a twisty path, which was flanked by a few trees and lots of flowering bushes, and within a minute we came to a high green fence; it surrounded the nude pool. Once in. We were told to put everything into a locker, clothes, our towels, literally everything apart from our books, sunglasses and our sun cream. We were left there, standing completely naked other than our flip-flops with two clean pool towels in our hands.
It was with a smile that the attendant then showed us through to the nude pool area itself. It was like walking into a different world.
It was a world of nude people and pirates.
The first thing that struck me was the size of the pool area. Now inside, you could hardly see the high green fence that surrounded us. It gave us privacy and went right back to the cliff face. To break up the fence, there were high palms, other colourful tropical trees and bushes, many in full flower. Their presence made it feel like we were at the edge of a jungle.
To our left, we spotted a small bar in the shape of the rear end of a galleon ship. A couple were sitting there on their towels. Like us, they were completely naked as they tucked into a late breakfast. It was only the staff who wore clothes; they were all dressed as pirates.
I looked at Sarah. She was grinning at what she was seeing and I joined her as the nude pool just seemed so unreal, but it was certainly a place I was going to enjoy exploring.
Considering it was still quite early, it was busy. We walked around, looking for two sunbeds and getting to know our bearings. As Ashley had mentioned to us; they had themed the entire area, just like a pirate’s kingdom. There was a fake waterfall, its water splashing into the cool pool. A diving board made to look like you were walking the plank, and in the pool itself, a small treasure island with three real palm trees growing on it.
The island came complete with a fake opened treasure chest. Its plastic jewels and gold for all to see, and topped off with a large plastic cutlass sticking out of the treasure. It was very well done.
It was only as we completed our circuit that we saw Don and Ashley; they were waving to us. We walked across and took the two sun loungers next to them.
Sarah and Ashley sat next to one another while Don and I said, “Good morning,” before I took my position on the other end of the four sun loungers, Don and me being the bookends. It wasn’t long before the girls went into conversation mode and as I lay out; I let my mind drift and relax. I was enjoying the ambience of this hidden nude oasis.
After a while, the two girl’s conversation turned into occasional whispers, and Don and I just picked up our books and read. Though I remained very intrigued as to what the two women were now saying privately to each other, especially as every other sentence seemed to end in a quiet giggle.
Like every day so far, it was another hot one, and we made frequent trips to the pool where we spent some time larking around as we cooled off. It was all good fun, and we had started to really bond with the older couple as it became more like we had known each other for years rather than just for the few days since we arrived here.
I also noticed that Sarah and my all-over suntans were starting to come along nicely as our white areas had now started to disappear, in fact, Sarah’s breasts were already a very nice shade of golden brown and I told her how much I preferred them like that. She smiled before telling me that it would be good for her new modelling career. I thought she was playing with me, teasing me; but with this new emerging Sarah, I was never quite so sure.
I chose the easy option; I just smiled back at her and kept quiet.
At lunch, we went to the pool’s galleon bar where we all had something to eat and our first alcoholic drink of the day, three cold lagers and a cocktail for Sarah. We sat there chatting and eating like old friends, and the fact that we were all nude was unnoticed. It just felt like the norm.
It was after we finished eating lunch that Ashley announced in a low voice that she and Sarah were going back to their apartment for some private girl time.
I looked at Don and he grinned before saying, “Okay, we come by in an hour.”
I also smiled, but at that time I was concentrating more on not getting another erection caused by the idea of Sarah being with another woman.
“We see you later,” I eventually mumbled.
“Make it an hour and a half,” Ashley announced as she looked at a smiling Sarah. That remark turned Sarah’s smile into a grin and it did nothing to help me stop getting an erection. I pulled my chair closer to the table and managed to survive.
With a big grin, Sarah kissed me, and the two girls left. After we finished our lagers, Don and I returned to our sun loungers, with me taking the now vacant one next to him, as I wanted to have a private word.
“Does Ashley normally play with other girls?” I asked. I knew the answer was yes, as it was what she had previously told me. But I was interested in understanding their dynamic, thinking this could apply to me and Sarah in the future; especially if today’s experimentation was a success.
“As you know, David, we have been swinging for many years and as our children got older, we had more of a chance to experiment. So to answer your question, yes, Ashley has always gone with other girls and it has become the norm in the last few years. So you were lucky to have her. I would say Ashley is now very bisexual.”
Don stopped and looked at me; then chuckled. “Don’t worry; Ashley will show Sarah what to do.”
It was a comment that made me start to softly chuckle, as I knew Sarah had been thinking about this for years. So I replied, “Oh, I am not too worried about Sarah; it is more Ashley I thinking about.”
Don looked at me, maybe a little concerned.
“Last night, Sarah told me in confidence that her top sexual fantasy was being with another woman. So I am thinking that Ashley is going to have a very willing pupil in her hands,” I quickly added.
Our neighbour smiled. I didn’t like the fact that I had mentioned this to Don; as it was Sarah’s secret to explore, but I thought this case was an exception. It was all going to come out over the next day and, because of that, Sarah wouldn’t mind.
“As we have some time, I tell you how we started swinging. It might help you understand us and maybe also with your future.”
I was not expecting Don to tell me this, but I was ready to listen. After all, wasn’t that what Sarah and I were currently doing?
Swinging with our neighbours.
“It was Ashley who got us started by placing an advert in an adult contact magazine. We were just looking for another local couple to swap with occasionally. It was all Ashley’s idea. As you already know, we were struggling as a couple, mainly because of the affair, but there were other unspoken issues; I know we should have talked before.”
Don went quiet. I was not expecting him to go through it all again, but he was telling it from his perspective, and also from his heart. I was eager to listen, as my greatest fear was that one day I might lose my girls to another man. I felt it was important to learn and understand from someone with experience like Don.
“Even back then, Ashley would look for couples with bisexual wives. So I guess you could say she has always had the desire to be with another woman; though she never had been with one before we started meeting other couples.”
“About ten years ago, when our children were older and could be left at home overnight, we started to go to lifestyle clubs. I should say that up until that point, we only had played with a few other couples, some regularly, who we had met through contact magazines. The lifestyle clubs really upped the number of new partners we met and we started to experiment.”
“I guess you could say that is when we got into swinging and until very recently; it was a big part of our social lives. We were even members of a local swinging group. But, for personal reasons, we just cut back a little on our swinging activities and now it is no more than an occasional bi-monthly visit.”
I nodded in recognition.
“As you know, my wife was the driving force to start with, but now it is more than fifty-fifty, with Ashley now leaning much more towards watching than joining in; and when she does participate, it is now almost exclusively with another woman.”
Don stopped and took a deep breath, his eyes looking at me carefully.
“That is something I prefer, as I never really liked sharing her with other males; but the truth is, I have now shared her many times with other men.”
That got me reflecting. I was thinking of Sarah, as I felt it was quite likely that she would want to experience another man in the future; even though at that very moment she was exploring sex with another woman.
“I hope you do not mind me asking this,” I stated, and as I did so, I tried to gauge Don’s reaction. It was neutral.
“I have a feeling think Sarah will want to carry on experimenting sexually in the future, and if that is true, it is probably more likely going to be with men than other women. It is with that in mind I ask, has your life together been better since you started swinging?”
Don laughed, “It has been different, and that’s for sure.”
He paused as he collected his thoughts before carrying on.
“You have to remember we only started to save our marriage, and it did help me. It gave me new confidence and new sexual energy after Ashley cheated.”
“Ashley also told me that she needed swinging too; as she liked the variety and our sex life went through the roof. So yes, it did help; and there was something else… I did start to see that sex is just sex and love is something much more important; though I don’t need to tell you, David, that everyone is different.”
I nodded, though I was not sure I really got what Don was saying. I needed a little time to analyse and reflect.
“I tell you one thing,” Don then said. “It is something that has not completely stopped, and that is jealousy; I still get jealous when Ashley is with another man, especially a new man. Yes, it has gotten better than it used to be. I can control it but it did please me when her thing became watching me. That I have encouraged but jealousy, or maybe it is just hurt, is something which is still there. I think it is because there is a small part of me which still has trouble separating love from sex.”
Don looked over at me and said, “Does that help answer your question?”
“Maybe,” I replied. “Though, at the moment, I am not sure.”
I then added after a little thought.
“I am looking for answers to the way our relationships move forward. But I only just realised having a long-term relationship with two very attractive independent ladies is not easy; especially when I want to keep them both for myself.”
Don chuckled.
I glanced at him. “Maybe I should explain.”
Don laughed again and said, “I look forward to hearing this. I go and get us two lagers and then please do tell me your story.”
A couple of minutes later, Don came back with two cool pints of lager and passed me one. I then drank a quarter of it before I started on what I wanted to stay…
“So with me, as you know, I have two hot girlfriends and you need to trust me when I say they are both equally hot; you have seen the photo of Clare.”
Don nodded as he took a sip of his cold lager.
“I am trying my hardest to pick a path in life to keep both as my girlfriends; until we are all old and wrinkly.”
Don laughed, then apologised, before saying. “Good luck with that. As you know, I only had one, and I nearly lost her!”
“Sorry.” I quickly replied. “I didn’t mean to bring that up!”
Don just waved his hand as he sipped his cold lager. I joined him before pushing on with my story.
“I am trying my hardest to keep them both and in doing so, I am really looking for some good general advice. I just need to talk to someone, someone like you, Don; with experience.”
Don laughed again… “You mean old!”
I smiled. He was partly right.
“Okay, I am listening.”
I went back over the story of how I met Clare in Majorca and this time as Sarah wasn’t there; I didn’t hold anything back, which included our messy and somewhat kinky sex; how I was so instantly attracted to Clare. How we just connected, how I just immediately fell in love with her and how I thought she was the one for me.
“You love her?” Don both remarked and questioned.
“Yes, but it is more complicated than just that,” I need to explain further.
“Clare is a stunning-looking girl, just like Sarah. I have to say when I met her again, four years later, it surprised me just how attracted we were to each other. I had never experienced that before, even with Sarah, and I am not just talking about lust and sex. I am talking about true love for another, even soul-mates.”
I caught my breath and then carried on, trying my best to explain how I felt.
“There I was in Majorca, already in love with a girl who I spent only two nights with. I was a little shocked and, importantly, I thought I didn’t have that with Sarah, but I was wrong.”
Don cut me off; then remarked. “That is not so different to me and Ashley, David. We fell in love very quickly too; so I would suggest that your instant attraction and love for Clare is not unique.”
Then Don asked, “Does she feel the same way about you?”
“Now, yes. However, Clare is more complicated and stronger-willed than Sarah. Before me, she regularly cheated on her long-term boyfriend to sleep with other men, and that includes when she slept with me in Majorca. Clare won’t mind me saying this as she says it herself, but she is a bit of a slut. She has cheated many times on her previous long-term boyfriend; I was not even the first man she slept with on her short holiday!”
“Anyway, since we got back home and are together, she has told me many times that she does love me and, importantly, I not only believe her; I can feel it is true.”
I paused and sipped my lager. “Don, I get to my point about Clare in a minute, but I need to go back to Sarah.”
Don nodded as he drank more of his lager.
“Sarah is slightly different to Clare, and I not talking about looks or personality or even sex. I am talking about her upbringing and her inner beliefs. In a way, Clare has become battle-hardened. She found it tough growing up, moving around the country; her father was in the army and therefore she regularly changed schools, homes and, most importantly friends.”
“For Sarah, growing up was almost the polar opposite. She always lived in the same home, the same village, with the same school and friends. She is yet to experience the wider world and the temptations it has to offer, yet at the same time it seems that her sexual identity is very much like Clare’s, and I like that!”
“But it also worries me. She needs life experiences to not become jealous of Clare and that is part of the reason why I gave Sarah her sexual freedom; though at the moment we agreed to keep it that way just for this holiday.”
I checked, Don was still sipping his lager but, importantly; he was also listening to every one of my words. I was just getting to the crux of why I was giving him all this information and I needed to make my point. It was important to me, and us, as a future three.
“Don, I didn’t want to give Sarah her sexual freedom, and I didn’t want to share Clare, either. But I had no choice. Clare told me she didn’t want a long-term relationship with me unless she could have sex with others; mainly other women. I had to say yes if I wanted to keep Clare as my girlfriend.”
Don stared at me as if he didn’t fully understand.
“Clare has promised me that she will be honest with me. Tell me everything that sexually happens when she is with other partners. That appealed to me. Also, Clare has found a lesbian partner. An older lady called Brenda. She has become her steady girlfriend. Sarah and I have met her and, importantly, we both like and trust her; so Clare is in expert hands.”
Don smiled and nodded.
“But I felt like I was being put over a barrel when it came to Sarah, as I had to treat both girls equally. So, I found myself giving Sarah her sexual freedom, too. This is part of what this holiday is about, Sarah and me bonding and finding our sexual boundaries; even reconnecting as a couple.”
“Sarah and Clare are already good friends, and now with both their recent revelations about their sexuality, it has made me realise there is hope that they could be soon lovers. I would like that!”
“That’s why I said Ashley may have a very willing pupil today and that’s why I am hoping Sarah and Clare will start having regular sex together. That way, our three-way relationship triangle might become more equal and balanced.”
“It is a hope I have for the future; a three-way harmony…” I smiled and then added a rather salient point. “I am also not sure in the future if I can keep up with the urges of two very sexual girls.”
Don chuckled. Then took a large gulp of his beer before stating an unfortunate fact. One I tried not to think about. “You have to choose between them one day, as you cannot marry them both!”
I smiled. Maybe I was in denial as I wanted to marry them both, and that wasn’t going to change.
“I know,” I quietly replied, though I wanted to say something different.
“But my first hurdle is keeping them both as my girlfriends, and it’s why I am asking for some advice. With Clare, I not worried about her as much as I am Sarah.”
I paused, and I looked down and it appeared that our lagers had both evaporated in the early afternoon sun. I needed a drink before I continued as the next part of what I was going to say I was still wrestling with in my mind.
I went and bought two more cold ones. The fact that both Don and I were completely naked had long since been an issue. It now felt perfectly normal.
After a long sip, I carried on. “Sarah and I had a long chat last night when we got a little drunk, and then this morning we repeated most of it, sober. Our discussion covered many sexual desires, including Sarah wanting to be with Ashley. But that was not the only thing.”
I hesitated, as I wanted to get the next words right.
“Don, while we are here, Sarah and I want to push our sexual boundaries as a couple.”
I looked at Don. I felt certain, and yet also unsure, but I knew it was time to explain what was on my mind. I gulped my lager and its coolness brought clarity.
“Apart from Sarah being with Ashley, there are four things that sexually, from now on, we want to do with you and Ashley.”
“Go on,” Don said, his lager now not so interesting.
“This came up this morning. It was Sarah’s suggestion, but I have agreed with her. From now on, if you fuck Sarah, you don’t need to wear a condom. Sarah doesn’t like them, and I don’t like wearing them either. As she is on the pill and you had a vasectomy, there seems little point.”
Don smiled. “I like that idea, but you still need to wear one with Ashley. That is, unless you had the snip, David, and that is something I find very unlikely.”
I laughed and confirmed I was still very fertile.
“The second is, I won’t be playing with Ashley from now on; that is, unless you want me to.”
