The sparkling white sand cradled my body while the sun soaked into my every pore, soothing my ravaged body. Waves lapping against the island's shore wove a hypnotic melody, lulling me to a dream-like state where I relived the craziness of the last 36 hours.
I had returned home unexpectedly in the middle of the night from a business trip to find my husband cavorting with a woman in our bed. Preoccupied with each other, they had been unaware of my presence. I took the opportunity to record the episode on my cell phone before sneaking out of the house without my cheating husband or his slut becoming aware of my presence.
I intended to go to a hotel and find a divorce lawyer in the morning. I had been married to Bob for five years, and we were relatively happy together. On my frequent business trips, I'd had many opportunities to cheat on him, which I had ignored to remain faithful to my marriage vows. I felt the rage and bitterness well up, replacing the numbness that had settled on me initially.
As I passed my boss's house, I noticed all the lights were on despite the late hour. I decided to stop and tell her that I would not be at work in the morning. A surprised Marge opened the door, and I blurted out everything that was happening to me.
"Come in, Eve. I don't want you driving in the state you are in," Marge said. Still shaking with rage, I let her lead me to her living room. I sat there snivelling through a box of tissues while she went to prepare a cup of tea to steady my nerves.
She returned with the tea service and a tall, ruggedly handsome man. "Eve, this is my husband, Clark. You mentioned you would be consulting a lawyer in the morning, and Clark is one. So, if you feel the strength to do so, you could ask his advice."
Clark smiled at me, and I felt myself responding to his warmth. Why was I not with somebody like him instead of my miserable husband?
"Eve, I'm glad to advise you if you wish. Why don't you tell me what happened?"
I recounted the whole sordid mess I found myself in while he listened attentively. The tears started to flow again, and they suddenly stopped. I felt myself getting madder and madder as I went through tonight's events. I showed Clark the video I had captured of the scene and told him how I regretted all the years I had been a virtuous wife, avoiding all entanglements for the sake of my marriage.
When I was done, Clark asked, "Eve, what do you want? Do you want a divorce, or do you want to get even with Bob? Do you still love him?"
"I don't know. If I didn't love him, would I be in the state I am, or would I just be glad to get rid of him?"
"That's a question only you can answer. I stopped practising divorce law many years ago when I concluded that divorce was not the answer to this type of situation."
"What is?"
"Revenge! Get even and do to him what he has done to you. In a surprising number of cases, it can bring a couple back together or clear the air for an easier divorce. Many years ago, Marge and I found ourselves in the same situation, and when she cheated on me, I cheated on her. We now have a lifestyle that permits us to have extracurricular adventures and a happy marriage."
My jaw dropped at this revelation. I glanced at Marge, who nodded her head, smiled at me and said, "Eve, we keep our indiscretions far away from home. We are going away to a private resort tomorrow morning. No, this morning, why don't you join us?"
"You can't be serious? What about work?"
"As of this moment, I am declaring that you are on holiday."
"What happens at this resort of yours?"
"Whatever you wish to happen," Clark said.
"You mean sex and fucking?" I asked as I felt my face blush.
"If that is your wish, " he answered. "However, no one will force you to do anything you don't want, as all interactions have to be consensual. At a minimum, what you will get is a week's paid vacation, during which you will have the time to sort your thoughts out as to how you want to proceed with your marriage."
"What if no one wants to have a consensual relationship with me? I am no longer a spring chicken, or what if I find no one to my taste?"
"Are you blind, woman? I can assure you that either Marge or I would be delighted if you were to agree to play with either or both of us. There is no one at that resort that you would find repulsive.
"That attitude might be what the problem with your marriage stems from. You no longer see yourself as an attractive, desirable woman."
I glanced at Marge, and she was lasciviously licking her lips as she looked at me.
I blushed again at her and felt a flush of arousal as memories of a past college relationship surfaced in my mind.
"But I have no clothes or things to go on vacation with."
"I take it that you will accept our offer? Marge said. "Don't worry about that type of thing. We are about the same size, and we can share clothes for a week. Though bikini tops might be a challenge as your tits are larger than mine, but we can overcome that minor problem. Now, let's get to bed as we leave in four hours."
With that, the die was cast. The following morning, we drove to a private airstrip where a plane was waiting to whisk us to where we were going. I sent Bob a one-line text telling him I would be away for a week.
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During the short trip by private plane to this remote Caribbean island, my tension had been palpable. The emotions of rage, fear, curiosity and excitement ran through me during the flight. My eyes flicked between Clark and Marge as I slowly realized that I would soon be their sexual partner. I felt my pussy start to liquefy as I mentally built a bucket list of fun experiences I could have with them.
The plane landed on a dirt road on an island surrounded by coral reefs, set in what looked to be an idyllic setting. We were met at the aircraft by Trevor, a handsome Jamaican-looking man who was there to drive us to our cottage in a sand buggy.
As I took the front seat next to him, I mentally added another item to my bucket list. I had always wondered whether the stereotype about black men was true, and I intended to find out.
The cottage, located a stone's throw from the beach, was set in a garden with exotic flowers and vegetation, including a large Jacuzzi. Inside, Marge showed me the room, which would be mine for the stay, and told me to get changed so we could work on our tans.
"Marge, I don't have a bathing suit," I complained.
"No worries, I will lend you one of mine if you want to wear one, though here I often do without."
In a minute, she returned with what looked like a tangle of strings. "Here you go. Try this out."
"What is it?" I asked.
"Your bathing suit. Get out of those clothes, and I'll help you put them on."
As I seemed hesitant, Marge approached and started to strip me naked. I was very conscious that I reeked as my pussy juices had seeped out and that my panties were sopping wet.
After she had me naked, Marge stepped back and ogled my body from head to foot. She licked her lips and said, "Delectable," before stepping forward and fondling my tits. She pinched my nipples, which sent a wave of desire coursing through my body.
"We are going to have so much fun, the three of us," she exclaimed, making me blush from head to foot. "Come, let me help you put on this suit." She draped the scraps of fabric so that my nipples were covered by two diminutive triangles of fabric with further straps, which descended to my crotch and covered my princess parts with another tiny scrap of fabric. When she pulled me to the mirror to show me the effect, I realized that I looked more naked than ever.
I turned and hugged Marge and grabbed her ass cheeks. "Marge, do you think I look sexy?"
"Babe, there is not one man or woman on this island who would not want to be with you. You are a stunning woman. Now, let's go and get some sun."
After a quick dip in the lagoon, we spread our towels and lay in the sun. I reflected on what a change this day had brought so far, and I must have fallen asleep to the sound of the waves lapping at the shore.
I came out of my slumber with two strong hands gliding over my back. Startled, I looked at Marge, who was sitting up with Clark at her side, fondling her tits.
"Relax, Beautiful," a voice said behind me. I realized that it was Trevor, the handsome Jamaican, who was slathering sunscreen on my back and legs.
It felt so good that I made a purring sound and accepted this intimacy with a man whom I had just briefly met less than an hour ago. When he started to rub my ass, it dawned on me that I was fully exposed as the dental floss of the fabric of my bikini back there left my ass bare to his gaze.
I felt a thrill as I lay there, exhibiting my ass to this hunk. His fingers slid under the gossamer fabric covering my butt hole, and his finger caressed my ass pucker. I delighted in the sheer lubricity of that gesture.
"Clark, he said, " she has a world-class ass."
Clark snickered. "Don't I know it? Let's turn her over and sunscreen her front."
Trevor rolled me over so I was lying on my back. In the process, my tits escaped from their flimsy attempts at modesty. Trevor lowered his head and kissed my exposed nipple before scraping his teeth on it and tugging it gently with his mouth. Twinges of pleasure jolted through my pussy as he massaged the other tit with nimble fingers.
Clark started massaging the sunscreen deep into my legs. As his hands rose towards my pussy I spread my thighs to give him free access if he wanted.
I turned my head to glance at Marge and saw she was taking pictures with her phone. She smiled at me and said, "These are for your memory album, and if you wish, you can send them to your husband. I smiled at that thought, thinking of his reaction to seeking his wife or ex-wife being seduced by two men. That would teach the son of a bitch a lesson.
Clark's fingers parted my pussy lips and slid deep into my cunt. Soon he was frigging me as my hips bucked and thrashed from the stimulation he was providing. I could feel and hear my pussy juice sloshing in me and coating his fingers. Trevor abandoned my breasts and started licking my clit, which rose out of its hood as he sucked on it.
Marge abandoned the picture-taking and, kneeling by my side kissed me, and we soon exchanged spit and tongue wrestling. She simultaneously toyed with my nipples, tugging and pinching them.
The three of them were masters at this game. They would bring me to the point of orgasm and then back off. By now, I was pleading to be made to cum, but they were relentless. I lost count of the number of times they brought me to the edge.
After what seemed to be hours, the three of them switched positions. Clark replaced Marge, kissing me and playing with my super sensitive tits while Marge knelt between my thighs and tongue lashed my cunt and clit while Trevor frigged my aching pussy. I felt him part my ass cheeks and thrust a finger lubricated with my juices up my virginal ass. That triggered a massive orgasm. For the first time in my life, I squirted, almost drowning Marge with my cunt juice.
I came to my senses in a fetal position and completely naked. My bathing suit lay next to me. I looked up and saw that three couples had joined us, and they were all looking at me. When they saw me stir, a woman started clapping, and the others joined in. "Honey, that was quite a performance you put on. I would love some time with you if you are willing," she said.
The man standing next to her swatted her ass and laughed. "Take a number, slut," we all would love to have her.
Marge, who had been sitting next to me, stood and said, "Eve, these are our friends and members of our swinging community. You'll get to meet them all at supper. Now, folks, we've had a long day, and we are going to have a well-deserved siesta before tonight's activities." Taking my hand, she helped me stand and led me back to our cottage.
On the way back, she told me that Trevor had asked if I could be his dinner companion and asked if I would like that.
"That would be great," I said and smiled as it seemed that I would be shrinking my bucket list by one more item before the night was done.
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I woke up from my well-deserved nap and went to the kitchen as I was parched. Clark was sitting on the patio outside with an iced bucket of beers at his side.
"May I have one of those beers?" I asked.
"Of course. So, is Clark's divorce antidote having its effect on you?"
"You're just a dirty old man who wants to get into my panties. I see your game," I snickered.
"See how smart I am. I've been further into you than your panties and hope to get much deeper into the subject later tonight. But on a serious note, are you sure that is what you want? There is still time to back away from all this if you wish."
"You could not drag me away from this with wild horses. I love the concept, and maybe my relationship with Bob would not have soured if I had allowed myself to give in to my sexuality before. I am even beginning to see that I can't blame him for straying from the marital bed."
"With that attitude, you might be able to patch up your relationship with him. He might even enjoy being part of a group like ours. However, we can discuss that later. Tonight is about letting go of your inhibitions. Ah, here's Marge. Hi, sleepy head, ready to party?"
"Absolutely. Eve, join me so we can get ready to go out to supper. Trevor should be here shortly."
"What does one wear to supper here?" I asked her.
"I think that with those long legs of yours, you would look great in this miniskirt with black thigh highs and a pair of CFMs," she said, pulling the items out of her wardrobe.
"What about a top?"
"No, top, you and I are going topless. Maybe just a little rouge on our nipples to make them more tempting to the men. Have you noticed they all have this breast fixation?"
I giggled, thinking of the delicious sucking that Trevor had lavished on my tits earlier this afternoon. The minimalist outfits we were wearing only took minutes to put on, and after running a brush through my hair, a bit of lipstick here and there, and a spritz of perfume, we were ready.
When we rejoined Clark on the patio, we saw Trevor coming up the path with his arm around the waist of a stunning Jamaican woman. My jaw dropped, and I felt a surge of disappointment when he introduced me to his wife, Maxine.
His following words startled me. "Maxine, this sexy lady, Eve, has the tightest, sweetest pussy I have ever tasted, and I am positive you will love it too."
Maxine came up to me and, instead of shaking my hand, hugged me and slid her hand beneath my mini to finger my pussy. She brought her fingers to her lips to taste me, smiled, and said, "He does not lie; you taste delicious."
I immediately added another item to my bucket list and, of course, noblesse oblige, so, I, in turn, fingered her baby-smooth cleft and then sucked her essence off my fingers. "As do you, Maxine. You and I are going to have fun."
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The supper was outstanding. We were served shrimp cocktails followed by a surf and turf of grilled lobster tails and filet mignon with all the trimmings. This was accompanied by a red wine and followed by champagne.
I was seated between Maxine and Trevor, with Marge and Clark facing us. The tables were glass-topped, and we could see what was happening below the top. Marge had unzipped Clark's shorts and was stroking his rigid cock.
While this was going on, Trevor was gliding his hand up my thigh getting tantalizingly close to my pussy while Maxine fondled my bare tit. As we finished our food, Maxine lowered Trevor's shorts and exposed his massive cock. She placed my hand on it so I could feel the weight of that monster and feel it throb against the palm of my hand, which was vainly attempting to circle it.
She smiled at me and asked, "Ready for dessert?" With that, she slipped to her knees under the table and pulled me down to kneel next to her. She took a long lick at his ebony shaft and then offered it to me. I circled the head with my tongue and tasted his sweet precum. Maxine lowered his foreskin, and I tickled and slurped the head of his cock while she licked and sucked on his balls.
I started to take him into my mouth as deeply as I could. When I had to come up for air, Maxine took over, and between us bobbing up and down on his shaft, we soon had him groaning. I could feel when it was my turn to suck on him, the pulse running through his cock as my hand caressed his balls.
We kept alternating, and suddenly, Maxine pushed the back of my head so that my nose was buried in the hairs at the base of his cock. A powerful jet of cum washed at the back of my throat and slid right down into my stomach. As I pulled back to breathe, Maxine's mouth replaced mine, and when she came up for air, her mouth was full of his cum. She kissed me, and we swapped cum and spit till we had downed the whole of his load.
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After that delicious creamy dessert, we returned to the cottage. Clark led the way to the main bedroom, and we all proceeded to get nude. "Eve, have you ever been double penetrated?" he asked.
"Not yet, but it is certainly something I want to experience."
"Good, I have wanted your shapely ass all day, so here is what we will do. Trevor, lift Eve off the ground and lower her onto your cock."
Trevor came up to me, lifted me in his arms, and placed his massive arms under my thighs, slowly sliding his cock into my yearning pussy. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and we soon were kissing passionately. With his hands, he spread my ass cheeks, and I got a shock when I felt something soft licking at my asshole.
I glanced back and saw Maxine kneeling below me and probing my ass with her tongue. I had not expected that and shivered with delight as she slowly and methodically prepared my ass to be fucked.
When she finally withdrew, Clark stepped up and placed his cock at my anus, and gently pushed forward. I felt the head of his cock slip past my sphincter and experienced a sharp pain. He remained without moving, and slowly I could feel my anus gape open to accommodate him. The pain dissipated, and with a long slow push, he placed the rest of his cock in my ass.
Between both men, I was as filled as I had ever been before. Trevor started bouncing my body up and down, and each of his thrusts rubbed against my G-spot and reached right to my cervix. I could feel every vein and ridge of both cocks as they rubbed against each other through the thin membrane of my tissues.
As I looked over Trevor's shoulder, I could see Marge and Maxine engaged in a 69 and could hear their moans of delight.
Having come earlier in the dining room, the men were in no hurry to cum. They kept riding me and bringing me to orgasm repeatedly. Soon, however, their tempo increased, and I could now feel both cocks throb deep in me. I was climbing to a peak that I had never experienced before. I was moaning, yelling, and begging for their cum. I sank my nails into Trevor's back, and as I felt both cocks shoot their seed into me, I exploded also and had the climax of climaxes.
Clark was the first to withdraw, and I could feel the stream of his cum slide out of me. Trevor lowered my body and supported me on wobbly legs as he withdrew. The men carried me and placed me on the bed between Marge and Maxine, who immediately brought their mouths to work on my cunt and ass, licking and sucking their husband's sperm out of me. This started me again, and I rode a series of minor orgasms repeatedly.
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I woke up the next morning, unaware of at what point I had fallen asleep. I was spooned around Marge with a hand wrapped around her tit while Clark was spooned around my back.
As I came awake, I became aware of Clark's cock nestled between my ass cheeks. I smiled to myself at the memories of the experiences of the day before. It had put a dent in my bucket list, but there was still a long list of experiences I wanted to have.
Clark kissed my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. "Morning, sleepyhead he whispered in my ear. So what do we do about your wayward husband?"
"I think I want to send him the pictures we took yesterday as well as the video of him fuckin that woman in our bed and a message that if he wants to salvage our relationship, he gets his ass down here. If he does show up, he and I will have a long discussion about some new rules for our marriage, and if not, he is finished as far as I am concerned.
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