The sun was high in the sky when Nolan and Rebecca finally stirred, their bodies still entwined from the night's emotional whirlwind. Rebecca opened her eyes first, gazing at Nolan with a mix of tenderness and newfound boldness. "I love you," she whispered, her voice soft but certain.

"I love you too," Nolan replied, pulling her closer into his embrace. They lay there in silence, the connection between them palpable, a quiet reassurance that their bond had weathered the storm—and perhaps grown stronger.

After a moment, Rebecca broke the quiet. "We're gonna do it again, right?" The words surprised even her, slipping out with an eagerness she hadn't expected.

Nolan smiled, searching her eyes. "Yes, I'm in—as long as you still want to?"

"I do," Rebecca said simply, amazed at her own willingness to push boundaries she'd once thought unbreakable.

"I still can't believe we're actually doing this, can you?" she asked, tracing a finger along his chest.

"We wouldn't be here if I didn't think it was at least possible," he admitted. "But I didn't know what to expect once we got here. You were amazing last night. I can't wait to share these experiences with you again."

"I won't start without you this time, I promise," she vowed, her cheeks flushing.

They shifted closer, their touches turning from gentle to intimate. They made slow, passionate love—tender and unhurried, mindful of the slight soreness from yesterday's adventures. Nolan moved inside her with deliberate care, their bodies syncing in a rhythm that spoke of years of familiarity, rekindled with fresh fire. Rebecca arched beneath him, her moans soft as they climaxed together, sealing their commitment.

After a quick shower, they headed down for breakfast, hoping to grab something before hitting the pool and beach. Just as they approached the restaurant, fate intervened—out walked Guy and Meagan, looking relaxed and radiant.

"Well, hello again," Meagan said with a warm smile, her eyes lighting up. Formal introductions followed, handshakes turning into hugs as Nolan and Rebecca met the couple properly.

"I'm glad to see you guys happy," Meagan started, glancing between them.

"We still can't believe it happened, but we talked it through," Rebecca replied. "I think you guys helped with that."

"The first time always takes a heavier emotional toll," Guy added wisely. "But then you realize it's just amazing sex."

"It definitely was," Rebecca agreed, all heads nodding in unison.

"We'd love to hang out, get to know you guys, and have some fun," Meagan suggested. "We saved two loungers by us on the beach. Talk it over and find us if you're interested."

As Guy and Meagan walked away, Nolan turned to Rebecca. "I guess it was meant to be." They both knew the answer—they wanted to continue the fun. They ate quickly, their anticipation building, and made a beeline for the beach.

The shore was bustling, most guests sunning fully naked. It didn't take long to spot Guy and Meagan, lounging in the nude. Rebecca set down her bag and stripped down to just her white thong bikini bottom.

"Nolan likes tan lines," she explained to their questioning eyes.

"Oh, I noticed those—they were super hot," Guy said with an appreciative smile.

"You guys need sunscreen; let me help," Meagan offered, jumping up. She started with Rebecca's back, her hands gliding smoothly along her skin. Satisfied, she lavished attention on Rebecca’s sensitive areas—breasts, inner thighs—with deliberate slowness, eliciting soft sighs. Then she turned to Nolan, ensuring his pale cheeks and semi-hard cock were thoroughly covered.

"Definitely don't want to burn those areas," she winked, retreating to her lounger.

Cocktails arrived soon after, and Rebecca dove into questions: how they got into the lifestyle, how often they swung. Guy and Meagan shared openly—they'd both recently turned 40 and had been swinging for nearly 10 years. They only did it on trips, preferring to connect with one or two couples, sometimes reuniting elsewhere. Orgies weren't their thing; they craved deeper connections over free-for-alls.

Nolan and Rebecca absorbed it all, hooked and excited to have found mentors in this world.

In the late afternoon, Guy suggested the pool for fun games and contests. They watched some, participated in others—swapping partners each time, the sexual tension simmering. Laughter mixed with lingering touches, building an electric charge.

After the final game, Guy announced, "I have to run to our room to check for work messages."

"I'll join you; I want to see your room," Rebecca said impulsively, jumping up and taking his arm.

A shot of jealousy surged through Nolan as he watched them walk away. Meagan was at his side instantly, her arm around him. "Not what you agreed upon, right?" she asked knowingly.

"Would you have said no if she asked?"

"No," he admitted, shaking his head. "I know she can't wait to fuck him again. I just want us to be on the same page."

"You'll get there, I promise," she murmured, kissing his neck and ear. "The emotions can be overwhelming at first—and don't think they get to have all the fun." She dropped to her knees, her mouth sucking him with expert skill, giving it her all. Nolan's concerns melted away as pleasure overtook him.

Just as he neared the edge, he stopped her, pulling her up for a passionate kiss. His hands explored her body before laying her at the end of a lounger. "She's getting what she wants, and what I want is to eat this amazing pussy." He kissed down from her breasts, teasing her inner thighs before licking her lips from bottom to top.

"No complaints here," Meagan sighed, spreading wide.

Nolan savored the moment—Rebecca wasn't usually a fan of oral, so he poured everything into this. He worked methodically, his tongue circling her clit, building pressure. Meagan grabbed her breasts, sighing deeply. As her breathing hitched, he slid one, then two fingers inside, curling them forward. Her eyes met his over her small patch of pubic hair. Then, as her head tilted back, he slipped a finger deep into her ass.

The orgasm hit her hard, her body writhing. Nolan held on, maintaining pressure until she relaxed. "Holy fuck," she gasped, sitting up eventually. "That might be the best oral I've ever received—I mean it."

"You were into it; that made it easy," Nolan grinned. "I just followed your cues."

A small crowd had gathered, one woman calling out, "I'm next!" Nolan smiled as they dispersed.

"Well, get ready 'cause I'm gonna 'blow' your mind," Meagan said, but Nolan demurred. "That sounds amazing—and I know firsthand how good your blowjobs are—but I need to save my bullets, if you know what I mean."

"It's gonna be a fun night," she agreed. "Let's get a drink."

Just as they reached the bar, back in the room, Guy's cock exploded deep in Rebecca's pussy. He'd fucked her over the second-floor balcony railing, the thrill of a few passersby watching amplifying every thrust. His massive size hit new angles, sending her over the edge countless times.

But as he pulled out, cum dripping down her legs, anxiety crept in. "Oh my god, I didn't check with Nolan again," she exclaimed, starting to cry. "I promised him I would."

Guy wrapped an arm around her, his semi-hard cock still dripping. "It's okay; he's okay. I'm sure Meagan gave him whatever he wanted," he smiled.

"But I didn't acknowledge him. He's gonna be mad."

"You guys just need to talk before dinner. Do you think he would've said no?"

"No, but he said he wanted to watch."

"If I get my way, he'll have plenty of time for that tonight," Guy grinned.

"I need to shower; I can't go to the pool with cum dripping down my legs," Rebecca said, rushing in.

As she rinsed, Guy joined her from behind, kissing her neck. She melted, and he pushed her against the glass wall, entering her roughly. The pressure, the angle, the hot water—it all triggered an immediate release as her body welcomed the pleasure. "Look," he ordered. "Look at how hot you are as I fuck you from behind!"

Rebecca opened her eyes, seeing herself in the mirror: breasts smashed flat, palms on the glass, hips bouncing with his thrusts. She looked like a goddess, admiring her curves as he ravaged her. "Oh fuck," Guy groaned, pulling out to shoot his load over her ass.

Rebecca felt empowered; she'd never demanded much in bed, but that was changing. She was going to get what she wanted, but what did she want? All she knew was that she actually enjoyed Guy’s dominating behavior, that definitely not something she let Nolan get away with.

"The next time I can’t cum in you, I want to cum down your throat," Guy said with a casual arrogance.

"Well, I think I'd better let my husband do that first," she shot back with a glance.

"Never?" he asked.

"Nope. I'm not usually big on giving or receiving oral—but that could change."

"I hope so," was all he said.

They dried off and headed to the pool. Rebecca rushed to Nolan at the bar, hugging him. "I'm so sorry; I did it again," she whispered.

"It's okay, really. Let's talk about it, but it's okay," he replied.

"Well, I'm gonna need a nap before tonight," Guy announced, and he and Meagan left.

"We should get some rest, too," Nolan said, leading Rebecca hand-in-hand to their room, her mind racing about the conversation ahead.

"I'm so sorry," she started as the door closed.

Nolan stopped her. "It's okay; we all knew what you wanted, and I could've stopped you if I really wanted to."

"Really?"

"Yes. Besides, Meagan always puts it in perspective. She asked if I'd have said no if you looked for approval."

"Guy said the same. I think they've been through this before."

"For sure. She mentioned women going crazy for his dick," Nolan chuckled.

Rebecca tried not to react, but damn, it was kind of true. "What did you guys do?"

"First, she talked me through it, then started blowing me—but I stopped her before I finished."

"What? Why?"

"I figured I'd need all my strength tonight; better save my bullets."

"So what did you do?"

"Then I gave her the best oral she's ever had—her words, not mine. Some lady watching said she was next," he laughed.

"What? Did you?"

"No. So tell me what you did," he prompted.

"Their room's on the second floor with a nice balcony," she began.

"I don't care about that—get to the good stuff."

She cozied up, fondling his semi-hard cock. "First, he took me out on the balcony and fucked me over the railing."

"Ohh," Nolan's interest piqued as she stroked harder.

"It was so hot—people stopped to watch. His dick hit a different angle in doggy; it felt really good!"

"You’ve become quite the sexy exhibitionist, I always knew you had it in you.. How many times did you orgasm?"

"Too many to count," she squeezed his now-hard cock.

"Go on."

"It was amazing; I had a huge orgasm when he came inside me. But then, with cum dripping down my legs, I remembered I left without checking." She knelt sadly.

"Guy asked about you saying no, so I felt better—but had to shower." She took him deep, farther than ever before.

"Oh shit," Nolan exclaimed.

After working him, she paused, stroking while fondling his balls. "As I was finishing washing..." She smirked, resuming.

She gave him the best blowjob yet, stopping just before his peak. "He pinned me against the glass shower and fucked me again. Hard again in like two minutes—crazy. Rougher this time; I liked the pressure, the angle."

"Then?" She sucked again, building him up.

"He told me to open my eyes, and I saw my body smashed against the glass, hips bouncing. I came immediately. I really looked sexy; it was intoxicating watching my body respond." She deep-throated him.

Knowing he was close, she took him fully as he spasmed, swallowing his load without choking. It didn't taste bad after all, she thought.

"Holy fuck, that was amazing!" he gasped as she licked her lips.

He lifted her for an embrace. "Pretty good, huh? Oh, and then he came on my ass," she finished with a chuckle.

"We'd better get some rest," Nolan said. "It's gonna be a fun night."