Barb and I flew from Sydney to Brisbane on a standard domestic flight. From there, we transferred to a small, six-seater private plane. After a two-hour flight, we landed on the ranch's landing strip. The heat of the day hit us as soon as we stepped out of the small plane. A black car was waiting for us, the driver collected our bags and placed them in the back of the vehicle.

It was another 1fifteen-minute car ride before we pulled up outside the Two Dogs ranch. White post-and-rail fences kept the horses inside each of the paddocks. In the larger fields in the distance, a herd of cows is contentedly eating the green grass. Several well-maintained barns were scattered in the immediate area, along with a large stable.

The main house was a large single-story building with a bull-nose veranda wrapped around the sandstone house.

We were greeted by Martin, one of the two owners of the Ranch. He suggested we head around the back to the pool area while we wait for Dave and Sally to arrive. The driver took our bags inside the house as we followed Martin around the back.

Richard, the other owner, stood up and greeted us. He offered us a seat at the table protected from the sun by an awning that spanned halfway across the large, sparkling pool.

Barb said, "Wow, this place is beautiful. Thank you for inviting us to stay with you. We have been looking forward to it for some time now. Where are the girls?"

Martin said, "They are probably just getting up now; they will join us soon."

Barb grew up with horses on their farm as a kid. She became an excellent rider and was keen to go for a ride. I, on the other hand, have only ever ridden two horses, at places where you pay for a 30-minute ride on an old horse that knows the path by memory, and the rider has to sit on it. Anyway, Barb could wait no longer, so she asked Martin and Richard if they could go for a ride. They both agreed and asked their servant to saddle up two horses and bring them around for us.

In no time at all, Barb and I were mounted and ready to get on our way. Richard suggested that we follow the West fence line until we reach the creek, then turn left at the creek and follow the creek's bank.

We started at a walking pace before moving up to a gentle trot. My wife, Barb, looked in control and graceful as she moved in rhythm with the horse. Even with her bra on, her breasts bounced up and down under her tight top. I had no rhythm and seemed to be going down when the horse was coming up, slapping my butt and balls into the saddle. It was not pleasant at all, and I am sure I looked clumsy.

When we got to the creek bank, Barb took off at a gallop, leaving me behind. For my safety and the safety of the horse I was riding, I remained at a trotting pace. Barb soon disappeared behind a bend in the creek.

By the time I came around the bend, I could see something on the track; it was Barb's top. I got off the horse and picked it up. A little further down the track, her bra was hanging off a tree branch. I placed both the bra and the top in my empty saddle bag.

For readers who have not read any of my earlier stories, I would like to introduce my wife, Barb. At home, she is extremely shy and conservative. Does not like even showing any cleavage or any clothing that shows off her sexy, curvy body. In private, she loves sex, we love sex and lots of it. We are both keen to try different things, such as trying different positions, and role-playing, pretty much anything goes with us. We even tried golden showers, but that was not a turn-on for us. She won a trip to a swingers resort, and Barb came out of her shell. While there, she was more than happy to walk around the resort completely naked; she was confident, comfortable and proud. We joined the swingers lifestyle, both of us having multiple partners, swapping and sharing. We both enjoyed it, but we agreed that the lifestyle was to stay at the resort only. I have a feeling that since four of our resort friends are going to be at the ranch, we will be swinging here as well.

Now I was keen to try to catch up to her, knowing she was riding without a top. But as I took the next turn along the bank, there was her horse. Riderless and tied to a tree. I dismounted and tied my beast to the same tree. Looking around, I saw a narrow path that led into the trees and bushes. I followed this path until I came to a clearing by the creek.

There was Barb, lying naked on a patch of native Australian Orchids, so thick they looked like a purple blanket on the ground. I stood still, staring at my wife. Seeing naked under the sunshine, the bubbling water of the creek. Even after twenty years of marriage, she turns me on.

Barb opened her eyes, smiled at me and told me to take off my clothes and join her.

I pulled my T-shirt over my head and dropped it to the ground. I kicked off my joggers without undoing the laces. Unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down the zipper. Then, in one motion, I tugged both my jeans and underwear down to my feet. I stepped out of them. My cock was not hard yet, but I was starting to swell and firm up.

I lay down beside Barb and caressed her body. I ran my hand lightly over her skin. Over her ample breast, making her nipples hard and erect. I traced my fingertips down her torso, over her shaved pubic mound. Barb instinctively opened her legs a little and lifted her hips. But I did not explore her pink opening. I moved my fingers down her thigh, towards her knee. Barb dropped her hips back down and exhaled a breath of disappointment.

My hand now on the inside of her thigh, I pulled one leg towards me, opening her legs even more. Her eyes closed, mouth open just a little. My hand now caressing her opening, as lightly as I possibly could. I leant over and licked one of her erect nipples and blew warm breath over it. I repeated the process on the other nipple.

"Oh, Pat." Escaped out of Barb's mouth.

I moved up and kissed her on the lips. Deeply. Passionately. The tips of our tongues connected.

Barb tried to pull me over her. She wanted me. She was ready for me.

I positioned myself between her legs, holding the weight of my body on my outstretched arms that were placed on either side of her shoulders.

Barb reached down between our bodies, grabbed my hard cock and guided it to her wet, open pussy.

We rocked our hips slowly. Long, slow strokes of cock sliding in and out of her. Barb's arms were around my body, her legs now around my butt.

She opened her eyes and stared at me as she started to use her hips and legs to drive me deeper, harder and faster. While I was on top in the missionary position, it was Barb who controlled the tempo as much as she could.

It was not long before she surrendered control to me. Her legs released their grip from my waist, her legs now spread wide on the soft flowers of the Orchids. She threw her arms out and was now spread-eagled under me. Her hips still lifted to meet my thrust.

I was not pounding away at her, but making love to my wife. I could sense she was close to coming, as was I. One finally deep thrust, and I held it there as I shot my load deep inside her. Barb shook under me; her body was so tense. Short gasping breaths as she orgasmed.

Once she recovered, Barb rotated her hips. It was like she was trying to milk every last drop out of my cock. I slowly withdrew my cock, and as is often the case, a moan of disappointment from Barb as my cock left her pussy. Just another thing I love about her.

We lay there on the bed of flowers, our naked bodies catching the Sun's rays. We decided to head back to the ranch, as Dave and Sally may be there by now. As we dressed, Barb asked for her top and bra, but I told her that I had left them both on the trail.

Barb smiled at me. She knew that I would have picked them up, and I just wanted to see her ride topless. Barb was happy to give me what I wanted, and she mounted her horse.

Dham, that is so sexy, seeing any woman wearing jeans and boots, topless on a horse and sitting up straight like they had total control. But Barb takes it to a whole new level. I stood there staring at her for a moment before I climbed up on my horse.

We walked the horses down the track, Barb's boobs swaying left and right. It was not until we got up to a trot that her tits started to bounce up and down. Barb didn't even bother looking for her top and bra; she knew I had them.

When we got to the fence line that we needed to follow back up to the ranch, we stopped. I reached into the saddlebag and, with a fake look of surprise on my face, I pulled out Barb's top and bra.

Barb looked at me and said, "Do you want me to put them on or ride back topless?"

"Darling, I got what I wanted, that was to see you ride topless. It is up to you how you ride back to the ranch, full dressed, topless or even naked. I am happy with whatever you decide."

Barb never answered me, she took her top and bra from me and put them on. I guess she decided to slow the pace down a little since we are guests at the ranch.

The ride to the ranch was a slow walk on the horses. We could see Dave and Sally, Richard and Martin and their wives with drinks in hand, watching us ride into the enclosure. We tied up the horses and greeted everyone with hugs and kisses. All eight of us reunited from the swingers resort earlier in the year.

Richard took us on a tour of the house and introduced us to the four live-in servants, who were two couples in their late forties. The servants maintained the property and looked after the horses when the owners were away; they also prepared meals and attended to the owners and their guests.

The house was huge and well-decorated. A large kitchen with the servants' quarters located in the adjoining rooms. A full-size snooker table in a room that looked like an old English pub, a golf simulator room, and a large living area in the centre of the building. A theatre room with a stage and drop-down screen, I wondered why they had a stage, but I had a feeling I would find out during our visit. Down the long hallway were the five bedrooms, two bedrooms for visitors and one for each of the owners. The last room had a four-poster bed in the middle of the room, a small bar in the corner and lounges around the walls. A black curtain was drawn across one side of the room. Richard did not reveal what was behind the curtain. Richard called this room the party room.

Sergio, one of the servants, approached us and announced that lunch was served.

After lunch and quite a few drinks, Cindy and Ginger, the owners' wives, decided it was time for a swim. They stood up, stripped off, and jumped into the water.

Barb stood up and stripped naked, then jumped into the water. Sally soon followed.

Sergio and Charles, the two male servants, were still clearing up lunch. Did not even blink or bother to look at the four naked nymphs in the water. I am sure they have seen all before.

The four of them were splashing in the waist-deep water. Tits were bouncing around everywhere. The four males enjoyed the show while they finished their drinks.

Then there was silence as the four wives gathered in a circle and whispered amongst themselves. They moved into a straight line facing the husbands and did a handstand in the water. Legs wide apart, sticking up in the air. Four bare butts presented to the male spectators.

When they returned to their feet, Martin called out for a repeat performance, but facing us so we could see a front-on view. Without saying a word, the four wives turned their backs on us and then dived down for another handstand. The men got a great view of four lovely pussies facing them.

I wanted to join in the fun. I stood up, stripped and jumped into the water. Dave joined in the fun as well. Both of us are already hard. Richard and Martin also stood up and removed their clothes.

They proudly stood there for a moment. Showing their hard cocks to everyone. Barb and I were surprised as we understood that they both had trouble with ED when we met them at the resort.

Ginger, Richard's wife, said, "Oh, we should have told you that our boys had an operation that helped with their ED, now they like stallions. Cindy and I love it."

All eight of us were now in the water. Everyone was grouping and feeling up somebody. I don't know and don't care who was stroking my cock underwater. I could tell by the look on Barb's face that someone was finger fucking her under the water, and I was doing exactly that to the nearest pussy to me.

Oddly, somehow we paired off, but all eight of us ended up with our partners. I, for one, was more than happy with that outcome. I love fucking my wife more than any other. Sure, I enjoy another woman or pussy when we are swinging, and I know Barb enjoys a different man or cock. But swinging to us is not about increasing your body count or putting another notch in your belt. It is about sharing and enjoying the moment with others. But hey, that might be just the way Barb and I see it.

Dave and Sally were at the beach part of the pool, where the water slowly shallows out like a beach. Sally was lying on her back in about two inches of water, and Dave was on top, pounding away at her.

Richard was taking Cindy from behind as she bent down over the pool steps, while Martin was sitting on the edge of the pool getting a blow job from his wife, Ginger.

I was standing in the middle of the pool, Barb mounting my cock, arms around my neck and legs around my waist. My hands were on her butt, supporting her as I drove my cock in and out of her pussy. Small waves splashing between.

We have only been at the ranch a few hours, and we are already enjoying a little fuck fest in the pool. It is going to be a great weekend.

There were moans and groans coming from everyone, except Ginger, with Martin's hard cock in her mouth.

Richard came first and collapsed beside Cindy on the steps.

Sally, with her dirty talking and loud moaning and groaning, soon followed.

Martin shot his load in Ginger's mouth, which she gladly swallowed. Dave set her up on the edge of the shallow end of the pool and started licking her pussy. She leaned back on her arms, head tilted towards the sky, as Dave explored her opening with his tongue. Just at the right time, Dave got up between her legs and rammed his cock deep inside Ginger's pussy.

"Oh yes, fuck me with that cock of yours," Ginger screamed.

Meanwhile, Barb and I were quietly fucking each other, almost making love. Surrounded by sex. We came together, one deep thrust, and I held my cock inside her as I shot my load.

Sergio and Charles are standing there, facing the pool, but looking beyond the naked bodies within.

I am still surprised how Barb can be naked and fuck me here in the pool with men she just met, looking at us. Yet, at home, she feels uncomfortable going out without a bra.

With everyone's immediate sexual needs satisfied. We decided to get out of the midday sun and headed inside.

We unpacked our clothes and had a little nap.

About an hour later, we were woken by a knock on the door. "Hey guys, you keen on a ride before the sun sets?" Ginger called out.

Barb, always keen for a ride, jumped out of bed and opened the door. She paused at the open doorway when she noticed everyone was dressed for the ride.

Cindy said, "You may want to put something on for this ride. Some of the bushes along the trail have nasty thorns."

"OK, give us a few minutes." We threw on a pair of jeans, a top and our boots.

We headed down to the stables, where Sergio and Charles were preparing the horses. Everybody mounted up and followed Martin to the trail. We stayed at walking pace as parts of the track involved walking down into small creeks and back up the bank on the other side. This ride tested out my horsemanship, or lack thereof.

Sally was also struggling to keep up, as it appears she has a similar riding experience to mine. The two of us were happy to bring up the rear of the group.

At the top of a hill, there was a clearing. Everyone dismounted and enjoyed the view over the valley. The setting sun slowly changed the colours of the sky.

Richard reached into his saddlebag and pulled out a bottle of Tequila and eight plastic shot glasses. He handed everyone a glass and then filled each one with the clear liquid.

"Salute," he said.

Everyone joined in "Salute." And drank the Tequila in one shot.

All too soon, we mounted the horses and started to walk back to the homestead. When we got there, we rode them directly into the stable. Charles removed the saddles and brushed down each horse before putting them in their respective stable.

All eight of us leant against the white rail of the fence, watching the sun drop below the horizon. Sergio and Maria brought us our favourite drinks.

Martin said to Sergio and Maria, "Let's BBQ tonight, and then after dinner, maybe you can put on a show for us?"

Maria said in a slight accent voice that I could not quite make out, "Yes, sir, the four of us would be happy to put on a show tonight."

While Sergio and Charles cooked the meat on the BBQ, we showered and changed.

We ate outside, and the food was amazing. There was plenty to eat and drink.

The servants cleaned up in no time while we finished our drinks.

Martin said, "Let's move into the theatre room, we have a little show for you guys."

Richard added, "Just letting you all know now that they don't mind audience participation if you are up to it."

Inside, we all took a seat in no particular order.

Ann walked into the room wearing a French maid outfit, which she put on as part of the overall performance. She served drinks and placed nuts and nibbles on the tables. As she bent down, it was clear that she was not wearing any underwear and was deliberately showing off her butt to all of us.

As she left, she dimmed the lights and turned on the lights for the stage.

Sergio and Maria walked out on stage, dancing to some background music. Slowly, the husband and wife team started to strip off. Sergio removed his shirt, revealing his olive skin, a hairy chest and washboard abs. I never really noticed before, but he has arms like a bodybuilder.

Maria had removed her bra, also with olive skin, but she was a full-figured woman. It suited her. Her ample boobs looked firm and beautifully shaped. She dropped her jeans and then slipped out of her G-string, exposing her rather hairy pussy. Slowly and seductively, she moved towards Sergio, who was standing there, hands on his hips, like a lumberjack who had just felled the biggest tree in the forest.

She stood behind her man, her arms threaded under his, her hands brushing up and down Sergio's muscular torso. Maria unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zipper. She reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. It was about six or seven inches and as thick as a can.

Maria pulled Sergio's jeans and boxers down to his ankles. Sergio was still standing there like a colossus. Maria pressed her plump body against Sergio's back as she stroked his large lump of man meat.

Ann came out on stage, still in her French maid outfit and seductively stripped off. Her focus appeared to be on Sergio rather than putting on a show for us. She turned Sergio to the left so we could see them in profile, then she knelt down and somehow wrapped her mouth around the large beast of a cock.

Charles carried a small, sturdy table onto the stage. He removed his clothes, it was not a strip tease or anything. He just removed them. His hairless body was also very muscular. His 7-inch cock was limp between his legs.

Judging by the physique of both Sergio and Charles, I can assume that Cindy and Ginger hired them rather than Charles and Richard.

Maria approached Charles and stroked his cock. His cock got hard. You could see that it was bent like a banana and about 7 to 8 inches in length.

Maria turned her back on Charles and bent over the table. Her legs spread wide and her butt high in the air.

Charles moved up behind her and guided his bent, circumcised cock into her pussy. He then put his hands on Maria's hips and drove his cock into her wet pussy in one forward thrust. She was expecting it, but it still took her breath away.

Slowly, he moved his hips back, sliding his cock out till just the head remained inside and then thrust it in. Maria's tits swinging back and forth with each of his thrusts.

Now, Sergio carried Ann to the same table and lay her down on her back. Her legs were in the air as Sergio pounded his fat cock into her.

I looked over to the left and saw Ginger, Martin's wife, kneeling in front of Richard, sucking his cock.

On the other side of them was Cindy, who was Richard's wife, and she was bent over bobbing her head up and down on Martin's cock.

Barb saw them too and decided to join in the fun. She reached over, unzipped my jeans, pulled out my hard cock and stroked it. Dave was sitting on the other side of Barb. He reached for Barb's other hand and placed it on his crotch. Barb was more than happy to tug down his zipper and pull out Dave cock. Barb was sitting there watching two couples fuck each other on the stage, with a cock in each of her hands.

Sally decided to join in on the fun up on stage. She stripped off on the stage and moved behind Sergio. She cupped his hairy balls as he pounded away at Ann.

Sergio removed himself from Ann's pussy and turned to face Sally. They groped each other before Sally bent over the table, her head directly over Ann's open and used pussy. Sergio took Sally from behind. Slowly inserting his huge cock into her pussy. Stretching Sally's pussy open. She filled the room with her moan.

Both Cindy and Ginger looked up from the cocks they were sucking and smiled. They knew Sergio was busting open another pussy.

Barb stood up and stripped off. She bent down and gave the head of my cock a long, wet kiss. Then kissed me on the lips and whispered, "Have fun, sexy." Then turned to join Sally on the stage.

Charles stepped back from Maria. Barb bent over the table where Maria once was. Her tits hanging over Ann's face. Charles moved behind Barb and just started to ram his cock into her. I did not think Barb enjoyed this at first, but after a few moments, she was pushing back to meet his drives.

It was the Sally and Barb show again, just like the fun we had at the swingers resort. Our two wives bent over a table facing each other, getting fucked from behind. Sally and Barb looked at each other as these two men took them.

Maria joined Dave and me. She got down on her hands and knees. I stood up and removed my clothes, as did Dave. I knelt in front of Maria and fed her my hard cock. Dave knelt behind her and started to ram his cock in her pussy. His forward thrust pushed Maria forward. Driving my cock deeper down her throat.

My eyes were fixed on my wife as she enjoyed Charles' bent, hard cock. I shot my load down Maria's throat. She swallowed all of it and then licked me clean. Then I collapsed back in the chair. Dave did not last much longer, but he shot his load all over Maria's back. They both fell to the floor, exhausted.

To my left, Richard and Martin were still fucking each other's wives.

I could see Barb's body start to tense up; she was about to cum. Charles drove his cock deep inside her and threw his head back as he shot his load inside my wife's pussy. He took out his cock, and it quickly went limp.

I think Sally had multiple orgasms and was spent. But Sergio was still going strong. At first, I thought Barb would take on Sergio, but she was still coming down from her orgasm. Sally spun around and did her best to take Sergio's fat cock in her mouth. Tried to suck him off. As good as Sally is, she was not able to manage the beast in her mouth. But she did not want Sergio to go home unsatisfied, not on her watch. She started to lick his balls as she wrapped her hands around the large shaft. Stroking it as she took his balls in her mouth, one at a time. Sliding her lips over them as they pop out of her mouth. Sergio groaned, threw his head back and shot his load up in the air and all over Ann, who was still lying on the table. Sally smiled. Mission accomplished. She licked his dick clean.

The two owners soon followed. They looked proud that the two old guys outlasted everyone else. Then they both came together inside each other's wives.

What a night. Everybody collected their clothes, said goodnight and walked back to their rooms. Sally walked like she had bow legs from riding the horse earlier and then taking that big cock tonight. I think she will sleep well and still be sore in the morning.

End of Part One.