Travel Broadens the Mind

Some may call what I have, a fetish. I just see it as a logical and practical approach. What am I talking about? Older ladies. Not just older than my thirty five years but old. What do I mean by that? Normally over sixty. Why is this logical and practical? Because I love sex, not just a bit but a lot. The more of it the better. My experiences over the last few years have shown me, that old ladies are grateful for the attention, which they would otherwise not get. Many have a lifetime of experience. A lot are willing to try almost anything, in return for the attention or a much younger man.

A bit about myself. I'm Simon, a manager at a travel agents. I love this, as it gives me access to a lot of reduced cost holidays. I keep myself fit, running five times a week. Average height, at 5'10, relatively slim build because of the fitness. What interests the older ladies, is the eight inches contained within my running shorts or swimming trunks.

As I've just mentioned, I travel a lot. This isn't because I'm particularly interested in sightseeing or sitting on the beach. My motives are much less respectable. It gives me the opportunity to scope out possibilities, to satisfy my urges. Particularly in the warmer climes, the ladies I'm interested in, are much more likely to indulged themselves, than they would be at home. I suppose they aren't worried about what their families or neighbours might say. They certainly wouldn't reveal us much flesh. A great number will go topless. In the right location, many will sunbathe naked, including some, who most people would rather they didn't. I will say, that a lot of these ladies set out with the same aim as I do.

My initiation to this somewhat hidden part of society, came on a cruise. The cruise line provided our company with a couple of complimentary tickets, to demonstrate their service. The hope being, that we would sell more of their products. I took one and June one of the sales staff the other, a month earlier. Both of these were for adults only, plenty of booze and food guaranteed.

I like June, she's fun. She's single and in her early fifties. She likes to party and really enjoyed the cruise. Lots of drinking and dancing. Her report. Lots of older people, couples and single women. Not many single men. She made a few friends and had some fun evenings. We've known each other for years. I've worked with her for the last ten. So much so, that she was happy to give me the intimate details. She can be a bit crude but that's what makes her fun. In her words,

"Copped off with one couple, about my age. Short fat dick but a great tongue. Big saggy tits and massive piss flaps."

She had spent three nights with them and had a lot of fun. As I left work before my trip, her comment,

"Go get 'em stud."

The flight to Florida was a long one. On embarking the ship, I found my cabin and slept. A bit of a waste of almost an entire day. I didn't start looking round the ship, until mid afternoon the following day. I scoped out the bars, where the nightclub was and the pool areas. Similar to what June had found, mostly older people. I guess that is just the reality of a lot of cruises. There seemed to be more couples than June had seen. Quite a few older single women, some in groups, some on their own. One departure, a group of about a dozen women, on a pre wedding hen trip. Even at 4pm, they were drinking heavily in one of the bars.

In general terms, it was one full day at sea before a port stopover. I quickly worked out, that some of the single women didn't go on any excursions, preferring to stay around the pool or sunbathing during the day. I'd already visited a lot of the islands we were stopping at, so wasn't bothered either. Besides, in theory I'm supposed to be checking out the cruise line. I was enjoying lounging about, taking advantage of the complimentary food and drink package, the company had booked for me.

The first stopover, saw the vast majority of passengers disembark on coaches for an island tour. I was chilling out on a lounger, under a shade beside one of the pools. Three women, definitely friends had decided to stay onboard. Certainly older, sixty or more. Grey haired, roughly the same height but definitely not the same build. One skinny, actually ribs, hip and pelvic bones visible but with a nice small pair of tits. One rather portly. Large bum, bulging belly and big boobs. The third a bit chubby with small breasts but certainly not as fat as her larger friend. I wear fairly tight swimming trunks. I don't want them coming off in the pool. That hadn't gone unnoticed, by this three. They probably thought I hadn't seen them, my dark glasses hiding my gaze. One of them definitely nudged the other two and nodded her head in my direction.

They chose some loungers, not too far from mine. Laid out their towels and settled down. Like me, they had the occasional drink. They were having a ball, laughing and giggling. I went for some lunch, when I came back, the three of them were in the pool, their arms on the side, looking straight at me. They were just a couple of feet away.

Seating for dinner was set out by the crew. You are allocated a table and sitting every day. This particular one, I was sat with a load of married couples. Boring conversation. I finished dinner and went to the nearest bar. Picked up a drink and sat at a table. Whether the three women from the pool had been watching me, or not, they appeared and asked to sit at the table with me. I agreed. I found out that they only had a couple of days left onboard. They had booked the cruise as a mobile bar. They were disembarking on one of the islands for a week at beach front hotel.

The largest of the three, called Doreen, had either been nominated as spokesperson, or was rather pushy.

"Does that package of yours work as good as it looks?"

I wasn't sure how to respond. The thin one, who Doreen had referred to as 'Skinny Sylvia' was attempting to find out. She had her hand under the table running up my leg. She cupped it over my crotch and gave it a wiggle. I challenge anyone not to get an erection, with a woman rubbing their cock. No matter how old they are. Sylvia smiled and nodded at her friends. The third member of the trio, Mary, taking her lead from Doreen,

"Manage three? I haven't had a good fuck in months."

My jaw dropped. Sylvia picked the cocktail stick out of her drink and pushed the cherry into my mouth. She added,

"Share and share alike."

They were actually serious. I'd never even had sex with two women, let alone three. I've never had any complaints, from any of my girlfriends but that was one woman, with expectations I was aware of. What were these three hoping for? We had another round of drinks. I'd still not responded to any of their questions or comments. Then again, I hadn't walked away. Finishing our drinks Mary invited me to their cabin for a drink. Their cabin was large by any stretch. A double bed and a couch made up as a third. Bathroom and enough room for us to sit. They had almost as much booze as the bar. As we drank, Sylvia pulled open a drawer in the desk. It was full of dildos, condoms and lubricant.

"We've had to make do with this lot so far. Can you tide us over, until we get some big black cock in Barbados?" She asked.

"Oh yes. That would be a great way to round off this leg of the trip. So much better than pussy." Doreen added.

With that, the three of them began stripping off. No attention paid to where their clothes ended up, they were just tossed aside. I'd got an idea of what they looked like by the pool. Even so, being surrounded by three naked old ladies was something else. My first thought, not a pubic hair between them. Doreen saw me staring.

"There's a salon onboard, we all had it waxed off. Like it?"

I had to respond in the positive. Who doesn't like being able to see a woman's pussy. All with visible labia to varying degrees. In spite of being the thinnest, Sylvia's were the largest and actually dangled. Certainly the nicest tits not much size but not saggy either. Small nipples. The other two, much more to get to grips with. Mary's nipples really long, like the to joint of a finger. Doreen's large dark and pointed.

I had no need to get undressed. The three of them had hands everywhere. I was as naked as them, in not much more than a minute.

"Not a monster but nice looking and big enough." From Mary.

I was done for. I woke in the morning, alone in their cabin. Naked in the middle of the double bed. Over the many hours I'd been there, the three of them had done their best, to satisfy all of their urges. My cock was actually sore to touch. Not that I was complaining. These ladies knew what they wanted and had honed their skills over a lifetime. I'd fucked each of them to more than one orgasm. They'd take in in turns to suck my knob or wank me, to get me hard again. I went down on them, when my overworked member needed a rest. Sylvia's pussy lips were amazing. Stretched wide, perhaps five inches each side and she loved having them played with. Doreen's thing, seemed to be sitting her huge arse on my face. Mary just went with whatever she felt like.

I was exhausted. They on the other hand seemed to think this normal. They had collected my clothes and folded them up neatly on top of the desk. I dressed, teetered back to my cabin and had a shower. I needed a rest, so I went to lounge by the pool. It was only about 10.30. The three ladies were already there, tucking away the booze. I picked a lounger and lay down. I had visions of them moving close and demanding more. They were acting as though we hadn't met. That was until lunchtime. Doreen walked over and asked me to join them. I think they were aware, that I needed to recover. We returned to our respective cabins, put on some casual clothes and met at their preferred lunch spot. Doreen was first to speak, as usual.

"We would like to thank you for last night. It was incredible. Most men our age can't even get it up, let alone keep going like that."

"You're welcome. I had a great time too. Although, I feel sorry for all of the men in Barbados."

All three of them burst out laughing. I took the opportunity to take a photo with my phone. June would think it hilarious, when I got back. At least I had some evidence.

"We disembark tomorrow. Time for a short repeat tonight?" Mary asked.

"Greedy." Sylvia said.

"It's alright for you. You usually get more than the two of us put together."

We spent the afternoon round the pool, talking and having the occasional dip to cool off. I was surprised to find out that all of them were over seventy. Clearly the lifestyle they chose, was being kind to them. Think young. All were divorced and had been for quite a while, probably dissatisfied with their husband's bedtime ability, if I had to guess. They had met on a cruise, several years ago and took one trip together every year.

That evening, as before, I was on a table with another group of uninteresting people. I met the three ladies in the same bar. We retired earlier. They had to be up early to disembark but still wanted their pound, or should that be eight inches of flesh. Things were a little more relaxed. I lay on the bed as they took turns to satisfy themselves. They rode my cock while rubbing their clits or having one of their friends do it for them. No nervousness. They were more than happy to touch each other and to bring about an orgasm. Whether they had done this the night before, I don't know but they went down on each other, after I had cum in them. I wanted to experience Sylvia's labia again. I'd never seen any so large. She was more than happy to oblige. That was the last thing I remember.

I was woken by a jab in the ribs from Doreen. I was between her and Sylvia.

"Sorry to fuck and run but we need to get going."

I kissed the three of them, dressed and went to the upper deck. I gave them a wave, as they boarded the bus for the next part of their trip. Wondering if they would find the well hung black guys they were seeking. If I had to guess, yes.

I only had a couple of days left myself. One more sea day and then disembarking for my flight back. The day passed quietly. A bit of swimming, eating and drinking. That night I was sat next to an American woman at dinner. She was on her own. Probably not much younger than the three ladies. Quite short but with a really good figure. A bubbly personality and sparkling blue eyes. Quite brash compared to my quiet personality. She did almost all of the talking. Her name is Clara, her husband had died about six months before. This was her first step, in getting out and about on her own. When dinner ended, she said she wanted to dance. With nothing else to do, I accompanied her to one of the bars with a band and dance floor.

She seemed to have a lot of energy, we danced a lot, only stopping occasionally for a drink. Was it my imagination, or was she rubbing against me, more than was strictly necessary, to negotiate our way around the other couples? Finally, she seemed to be flagging slightly.

"Can we sit out a few?"

We found a table and the waitress took our order and returned with the drinks. She was curious about why I was on a cruise. Apart from members of the crew, I was the youngest man onboard. I told her about the company and the complimentary nature of the trip.

"Lucky you. It must be a bit boring though. I've seen the bachelorette party but they don't seem to be your style."

I took a chance based on what she had been like when we were dancing and told her about spending time with the three old ladies. No sexual detail but that I had had fun being with them.

"Fun means a lot of different things, to a lot of different people. Most people think that when you get to my age, all you do is knit, crochet and do some flower arranging. It's not true. What does fun mean to you? Don't worry, I'm not going to be shocked, whatever you say."

I told her about the two nights I'd had in their cabin. She raised an eyebrow but seemed impressed, rather than anything else. Her comment raised a number of questions.

"You'd go down well at home." She said.

She explained, that she lived in a gated community in Florida. Mostly older and retired couples. Her husband had got wind of some salacious details one day, when playing golf at the local course. There is a fairly active swinging scene in their community, if you knew who to contact. She told me, that not all of the guys could get it up and that not all of the women want it. They still want their partners to have a good time.

"It gives those of us who want it, plenty. I suppose we get used to the same thing over the years. It adds a bit of a thrill. Dirk was like a kid in a candy store. I'm quite popular compared to some of the big old birds. Although, I've not been since Dirk died. I'll might start again when I get home."

At least, to some extent, it explained the way she danced, swaying her and grinding with her hips. We finished our drinks and I rose to say goodnight.

"I can't offer you two friends but you won't be disappointed."

I put out my hand and she took it. Her cabin was two decks away from mine and also half the length of the ship. Similar size to mine but with a balcony. A bit hot and sticky after all of the dancing, we took turns in the shower. Ladies first. I could see why the guys in Florida were interested. A really good figure for her age. Nice breasts, not too saggy, narrow waist, quite a few stretch marks on her belly, nice hips and bottom. Pubic hair nicely trimmed, only the faintest hint of her slit visible. She gave my flopping cock a quick stroke as we changed over.

Returning to the cabin, she was just about dry. Her breasts swayed and her bottom jiggled as she plied the towel. She returned it to the bathroom. Proud of her body and likely used to be in company naked, not a hint of trying to hide anything. I followed suit wondering what she would want or like.

I didn't have long to wait, in order to find out. Stood beside the bed, she put her hand down almost weighing my balls. She gradually moved it up. No need for her assistance, I was erect and ready to go. Feeling that I measured up, she got on her tip toes and kissed me. She moved to the bed, positioning herself in the middle, on her back, waiting to be entertained. I knelt beside her and began kissing her body. Skin only slightly wrinkled around her nipples, as she lay back. They puckered and rose under my fingers and lips. I moved down, applying my lips to to her stretch marked stomach. I wondered if I should but risked it, I put my knee across her, bringing my cock within reach of her mouth. Ignoring what she might think or do, I parted her legs. My first look at her pussy. Lips not long but thick very wrinkled and very dark, even purple. As I touched her slit with my tongue, her hand met my cock, fingers inspecting it.

I pulled her legs back, slight wrinkles of her buttocks came into view as did her arsehole. I moved closer, running my tongue up and down her slit, my nose occasionally brushing her anus. Not neat, a few bumps but sensitive. These brushes making her sigh. Finally finished with her finger inspection, I felt the wetness of her mouth close around my knob. God, she was sucking hard. Thankfully, she came first. She removed my cock to let out a moan. She didn't resume her sucking. I wondered why. Within seconds the reason became apparent.

"Huuuuuw."

She came again. Not wanting to cum in the mouth and to give her what I could, I raised my knee, moved down the bed and between her legs. From this angle a great view. A thick winged butterfly, open to view and her clit exposed. Aware of my size and what looked like a small opening, I hesitated with the tip of my knob at her entrance.

"Go on. I've had four kids."

Taking the invitation I began to fuck her with gusto. She grasped my bum and pulled. In this position, I think she was trying to get my pubic region to contact her clit. I ceased thrusting so hard and began grinding. Letting my arms bend slightly, I kissed her lips. She flicked her head to the side. Didn't she want me to? It wasn't that. She came again. I needed relief and began thrusting again. A few strokes and I was done.

"Those ladies must have been happy. I am."

I pulled out my cock and rolled off her to the side, trailing cum and juices across her thigh. She turned off the lights and we slept. Sadly, it was my turn to leave early, to catch my flight. We didn't have time for more. However, she insisted on swapping contact details. Not a problem. Would that lead to more? Who knows. Even if it didn't I'd be happy to keep in touch. Would she rejoin the swingers at home?

A long flight back. A day off to recover, then back to work. I was to an extent dreading this. Not only because it is hard to get back in to the swing of things but because June would be angling for details. I was right. I gave her what she wanted, during our coffee break. Her response to my description,

"You dirty fucker. Four old biddies. Scraping the bottom of the barrel."

"No. They were great. I'd do it again."

She thought that was hilarious. It felt really odd being back home. People of all ages coming in to book their holidays. I began thinking about what they might get up to. Were they like me and the old ladies, or June and her couple? Or were they just going for a break?

A couple of months later, June came up with a proposal. She had found a two bedroom apartment in Cyprus and flights, to both of which, we could apply a substantial company discount. The only issue, trying to get time off together. I applied for a stand in manager, from head office and waited for a reply. If it came, it would give us a week in the sun, for next to nothing. Being in the trade, we know it is always easier and cheaper having two travelling together, rather than being on your own. We definitely had differing interests. I guessed we would spend the days together but the evenings and nights apart. A few days later, we got a positive response and June made the bookings. It would be about six weeks until we were due to leave.

It seemed to take an eternity for departure day to come. We arrived at the airport a little early and went for coffee. We chatted about our first overseas trip together. We had been to a few conferences. We spent most evenings drinking in the bar, watching people and critiquing them and the speakers at the conference. More about their appearances than what they had to say.

Thankfully, not such a long flight, as the one to meet the cruise. A shuttle bus from the airport and we arrived at the complex. A nice cool air conditioned apartment. Small kitchen, wet room, two good sized bedrooms and a living space, with a balcony. Ideal for a week. We dropped our bags and went for a look round. The apartments, there must be about fifty of them, set around three sides of a central area. A small pool, bar and restaurant. The open side of the complex straight on to a nice sandy beach. Sun loungers and sunshades, for the use of guests. We sat at a table outside the bar, under the shade to start our holiday with a cold beer.

It didn't look as if the complex was full. A few people round the pool. A few more out on the beach. We ate in the restaurant that evening and had a few more beers outside the bar. We would go shopping first thing in the morning. A shower before bed and a great nights sleep.

Like a lot of hot places, shops open early. Out just after 7.30, we brought enough supplies for a few days, coffee, fruit juice, things for breakfast a enough to make a couple of meals, if we didn't want to eat out. After coffee and pastries, we got changed and decided on the beach. There seemed to be more guests there, when we had arrived. There would also be people walking past. I'd never seen June out of her work uniform or the sort of clothes she wore for an evening out, at conferences. She came out of her room holding a towel and wearing a bright red bikini. For someone who usually kept things under cover, pretty nice. Certainly for her age. Nice boobs, poking nipples and quite a bulge. She turned her bum to me and wiggled.

"Will I do?"

"Impressive."

"Pleased to see me?"

She nodded at the bulge in my trunks. We wrapped the towels around ourselves, walked down the flight of stairs and out to the beach. Not many people out yet. We picked a position, which would allow us both good views of the other guests. Put our towels on the loungers and I put up the sunshade. As I turned to sit, June was removing her top and rolling her bikini bottoms, to cover as little as possible.

"You've seen my tits. Don't get any ideas."

I wasn't. From what I'd experienced recently, she wasn't old enough for me. However, her breasts were nice. Nicer than any I'd seen recently, great nipples too. If it were anyone else, I would be tempted but she's a great friend and I wouldn't want to risk messing that up. I laid back. Her bottoms tight between her pelvic bones left a gap. Definitely a prominent bulge within, no hair by the look of it. Caught.

"Getting a good look?"

She lifted the material, revealing more of the bulge.

"Just so you know, shaved. You know that those trunks don't hide anything. Not bad. Now that we've got that out of the way. Seen anything tasty?"

"Give it a chance, we've only just got here."

Occasionally lowering the shade, to catch some sun, we lay there for a few hours. Popping back to get cool drinks. Not much to tempt either of us. A couple of young women, way out of my league. Tall, blonde, tanned bodies. Not an ounce of fat and tremendous figures. They walked along the beach past us. Even June commented. On the beach loungers, just a few old couples, German, Russian and English, from what I could hear.

We went back to the apartment to cool off for a bit and grab a snack. We decided to check out the pool in the afternoon. A few more people, probably because of the proximity of the bar. Again, not much to interest either of us initially. While I was sunning my back, June gave me a nudge. Settling down about ten feet a way, an old lady. Good looking, high cheek bones, lightly tanned but not brown. Like June, topless, breasts sagging to the sides. A slight roll of fat above her bikini bottoms, which showed an indentation and some pubic hair poking out from beneath. German or Austrian, by the magazine she was reading. That's something handy in the travel business. Both of us speak German, June has French and I have Spanish.

"She looks like your type. Old and hairy. I must be cramping your style."

With that she stood up, walked over and started talking to the woman. When they looked over at me, all I could do was smile. June can be very persuasive. About twenty minutes later she walked back, her boobs swinging nicely. She had arranged for the three of us to have a drink and dinner in the restaurant, that evening.

"Her name is Silke. She's single, comes from Frankfurt and speaks good English. She knows we're just friends. Oh and close up, nice clit." June said.

"Trust you to bring things down to that."

"That's where you're headed. Just thought I'd let you know."

A while later, we got into the pool to cool off. Seeing us in the water, Silke came to join us. Close up, she was just as pretty as I had thought. A few wrinkles around the eyes but very nice. Her personality matched her looks, really friendly. I wonder if she had ever been propositioned by a woman, for her male friend? She didn't seem bothered by it. Her tan confirmed that she had been here for a while. She only had two nights left, flying home on the afternoon of the third day. We moved over to where she had her things and spent the rest of the afternoon talking, mostly in German and cooling off. We packed up late in the afternoon and arranged to meet at the bar around 7.

Back in the apartment, we took turns in the shower. We put on some light casual clothes. Even in the evenings it is still pretty warm. It looked as if June was ready to go clubbing. Tits pushed up by her bra and plenty of cleavage on view. Maybe she would, after dinner. We walked down to the bar. Silke arrived a couple of minutes after us. Three cold Keo beers ordered we sat down outside. There were still a few people around the pool. Silke chuckled, seeing an old fat woman, whose bare breasts just about met her bikini bottoms. More so at what a appeared to be the woman's husband. Fat belly hanging over a tiny pair of trunks, containing a dick not much bigger than Silke's clit. As we finished our beers, the conversation centred on if and how, the couple could make love.

We moved to the restaurant and ordered a meze. Plenty of variety and new things to try. All of it was good, a couple of the dishes were exceptional. At the end of the meal we finished off with the strong local coffee and a brandy. June the perfect wingman, or should that be wing woman, went back to the bar, leaving the two of us to go back to our apartment. I guess they are all the same design. Silke headed to a bedroom, it was June's so I corrected her and I closed the door as we entered mine.

She was keen, pulling her dress off, over her head in one go. No bra but I'd worked that out, as soon as she got to the bar. Her pants, more like shorts. She slipped them down and off. I was a little surprised. From what I'd seen at the pool, I expected a massive bush. Not so, hair yes but getting quite sparse. She looked every bit as good as I had expected. If anything, it took me less time to strip off.

We climbed on to the bed. Her skin soft and smooth. Her hands making a direct line for my cock as we kissed. As I hardened, her eyes widened, her lips moved away and she said,

"Big."

OK, I'm above average but this single word gave me a sense of pride. She knew what she wanted. No verbal communication, she pushed my head down. I got the hint. I slid down her body. She opened her legs wide. Her pussy looked great. A neat slit, with a prominent clit hood. I wasn't going to turn down the invitation she had made. If I'd known then, what was to come, I may have. Moving my lips to what was before me, I started to kiss and lick. Her legs went behind my back, trapping me there. She really loved this. It didn't take more than a couple of minutes for her clit to harden and expand. When she came, I thought she would release me. Not a chance. I just kept going. After her third orgasm, I tried to pull away to take some breaths. She just shouted,

"MORE! MORE!"

She must have cum six or seven times. I wasn't counting. She unclasped her legs and said,

"Fuck now."

She was so wet, my entry was no problem. Leaning forward, my body over hers, she licked her own juices from around my mouth. Was that her clit I could feel against me. I was taking my time. I wanted to savour it. She had other ideas, she slipped into German,

"Ja Ja fick mich."

Realising, she added,

"Hard."

I increased my pace and vigour. She was breathing hard. Short sharp breaths puffing from her lips. It was definitely her clit against my pubic hair.

"FICK! FICK! FICK!"

She rammed her hips upwards and I shuddered as I shot my load. Boy, that is one demanding lady. I pulled out and collapsed beside her. She kissed my cheek and stroked my forehead. I fell asleep instantly, exhausted.

I woke in the morning, no idea what time. Silke was just starting to stir beside me.

"Coffee?"

She nodded. I pulled on a pair of shorts and went to the kitchen. With the kettle on, I went to the lounge and sat waiting for it to boil. While I was there, two young men crept out of June's room, carrying their shoes. They both smiled and nodded at me, before leaving. They left June's door open. Peeking inside, June on her back, knees wide apart, shaved pussy open to my gaze.

"Good night?" I asked.

"Amazing. One of them was huge."

"They looked pretty average to me."

"You know what I mean. Stop gawking at my fanny and get me a drink."

She looked red, hot and sweaty. I went to the fridge and got her a bottle of water. Silke wondering where her coffee was, almost bumped in to me. Looking in at June, she asked,

"Fucked her, yes?"

I shook my head. She took the bottle of water from me and went inside. I was a bit shocked. I pulled the door to and went to finish making the coffee. Just one for me, for the time being. They appeared about half an hour later and headed to the wet room for a shower. I made a pot of coffee, while I waited for them. They came out with wet hair and wrapped in towels. They sat to drink their coffee, while I showered.

Sat in the lounge, June told us about her night. After we had left, she was stood at the bar, when the two guys had arrived. They bought her a drink and got chatting. They had been in town all day. Only in their early twenties. They had graduated university and were taking a year out, to travel before the grind of work began. Sat at a table in the corner, one of them was showing a lot of interest in her boobs. Not surprising based on what she was wearing. I think she must have drunk a bit during the evening. She had pulled her top down and flashed them a nipple. That was enough for the two of them, to think they were on to a good thing.

June's assessment. Amazing.

"Young guys don't have the technique but they can go and go. Sadly, they are off to Greece today. I could do with more of that."

They had been at it for hours, in every position she could think of. Indicating the size what she considered huge, with her hands, both Silke and me were shocked.

"Fuck him with arse?" Silke asked.

June smiled and raised an eyebrow. I guess Silke had been close enough to know, what June had been doing. I knew she talked pretty dirty. Her actions matched her words. Even so, I think we were both shocked. Silke finished her coffee, got dressed and said she would see us later, by the pool.

"She's great isn't she. She likes having her clit sucked." June said.

I told her about my night. I knew June was bi, from her description of the old couple she had been with. I was amazed that having been fucked stupid by two guys, she still had enough energy for Silke. While we were sat talking, emails started pinging on my tablet. I picked it up. All from Clara. Some naked selfies and a few shots of her, with various guys. File properties all showed them to be new. Back on the swinging scene. I showed June.

"Not bad. Nice bod."

"You're doing alright on that front. Can I ask you, have you always been in to men and women?"

"No. I was totally straight, until my mid thirties. I hit a slump with the guys. A woman picked me up in a club. I enjoyed it, so since then....."

We got into our swimming gear. June must have been feeling brave. No need to roll up her briefs today. What she had on just about covered her pussy. The top, some cord with small triangles covering her nipples. Not much point in that, she'd take it off at the pool. Silke joined us about half an hour later. She hadn't bothered with a top, her towel covering her boobs as she walked down. Different bottoms today. High leg. She had trimmed or shaved, at least what would be visible.

The three of us spent a great day around the pool. We learned more about our new friend. She had been in a long term relationship, fifteen years. The guy had cheated on her. God knows why. It would never have crossed my mind. She had gone off men for quite a while afterwards. She had several flings with young women on the rebound.

A young couple had arrived, perhaps last night. Silke said that she hadn't seen them before. Seeing June and Silke topless, the woman had removed her top. Nice small firm breasts. Pale skin. My companions were amused by the woman's husband, or boyfriend trying to hide an erection.

Silke invited us to dinner that evening. She would be leaving the following afternoon and wanted to finish up the food she had. A nice evening. Simple but tasty food from the small kitchen and a couple of bottles of wine, between the three of us. At about 10, we were getting ready to leave, when Silke said,

"Bed, yes?"

June and I looked at each other. OK, so we had both had sex with Silke but being in the same room might be a bit much. I think June would be fine, as long as I kept my distance. Would I even be able to get it up, with her watching? Silke grabbed one each of our hands and moved towards her bedroom. A carbon copy of the one June was using. No point closing the door. I'd seen both of them, they had seen each other. My concern, June hadn't seen me without my trunks on. Too late to worry out it now. The three of us began to get undressed. June was intent on getting a good look.

"No need to be shy with that one, Si."

Both of us were well aware of where our limits were. More than happy to look and watch, neither of us happy to touch. Yesterday, at least with me, Silke had been passive, just telling me what she wanted. It looked like the same would be the case today. She was first on to the bed. Quickly followed by June, who knelt between her legs to supply, what appeared to be, Silke's favourite activity. In doing so, June's bum was facing straight at me and my first view of her anus.

"Stop staring at my arsehole and do something."

Typical June. I moved up to Silke's head and we began kissing, while I stroked and caressed her breasts. I don't think it was just my efforts which were erecting her nipples. Both of June's hands were out of sight. I wondered what she was doing with them. Whatever it was, Silke, true to form was having a series of orgasms. Kneeling beside her head, she took hold of my cock and took the knob into her mouth. Her latest orgasm saw her teeth make hard contact. I pulled away. She gasped an apology. I must have yelped. June sniggered. Whether it was by way of compensation or she wanted it,

"Fuck in arse."

Looking at June, she made a gesture pulling her index fingers apart. Is that what she had been doing? We swapped places. June straddling Silke's head, so that she could see. Even if that had been what June was doing, she was tight, at least for me. I looked up and saw June trying to get herself off on Silke's mouth. Her left hand was round her back. Fingering her bum? Her right slid down Silke's stomach, to her pussy. She was rubbing the flats of her fingers across the erect flesh. Close. Inches away from my cock. Silke squealed into June's pussy. Her arse, vagina and clit pulsing and throbbing. The tightness was incredible. No chance of holding out.

"HUUUGH!"

June smiled as my body shuddered under the power of my orgasm. She was the last of us to cum with a loud,

"AHHHHHH!"

She fell to her right off Silke. Her knees together and bent up. It looked like she still had a couple of fingers deep in her arse. It looked like a couple of after shocks, a few seconds apart, after which, She didn't move. I withdrew, with my cock still twitching. I moved up to cover Silke's body, holding her close and kissing her. Too close? My elbow brushed June's back. She couldn't complain about that.

I moved to my right, putting distance between myself and June but keeping my arm across Silke. She seemed pretty pleased with what she had instigated. About ten minutes later, June finally moved. She draped her arm across Silke too, touching mine. She didn't seem to mind. In the warm room, the three of us slept on top of the covers. Even in the the early hours, when you'd expect it to chill, it was comfortable.

June woke first, her sitting up woke the two of us.

"All good?." Silke asked.

"Great." June responded.

No time for modesty, considering what we had done. We headed to the wet room. None of us looked particularly fresh. Clean, June and I dressed and left Silke to pack up most of her stuff. We met her at the bar for a coffee, just before she set off for the airport. We exchanged details and invited her to visit, if she was ever in the UK. The young couple, sat by the pool, looked pretty surprised when the three of us hugged and kissed goodbye.

Unfortunately, despite spotting a few likely opportunities, neither of us managed to hook up again. We sat and watched the other guests, drank beer. On our last night, we did what Silke had done and used up the rest of our food. As we sat, ate and drank we talked about what had happened.

"None of this gets back to anyone at home. Old lady, two guys, my arse. Alright?" She said.

I was fine with that. I think she would want the details to come out, less that I would. She was up, two young guys and a granny, to my one of the latter.

"Starting to see what I like about the older ladies?"

"Only some. Silke was amazing. Clara looks incredible. Not sure about the other three. They all seem to like it as much as we do, though."

It was a drag to be back home. June thought so too. We'd learned even more about each other, than either us where entirely comfortable with. Still, shared secrets, are best kept.

We kept in touch with Silke by email, as I did with Clara. Both were doing well. Neither of us were having much luck. I wasn't out on the hunt but June was a regular at the local bars and clubs. She still went home empty handed. I was having a struggle to find time off. Scheduling staff leave and people off sick, meant that I was working six days a week, for months on end. June managed to get away first. Autumn was upon us, the weather at home was cooling. At least in the Mediterranean, it was still warm. One of the Greek islands for her. After a false start over the first couple of days, a couple in their thirties, looking for a third. Both hot and kinky according to June.

I didn't manage to get away until Christmas. Not the best for spotting women with little on. My best bet, seemed to be the Canary Islands. Far enough south, for those escaping the cold northern climes, to feel the difference. Tenerife for a week. Fingers crossed. Day one, didn't throw up much. The hotel was mostly full of older couples, away for the festive season. At least the weather was warm. I spent most of the day doing lengths of the pool. Day two, 23rd, some new arrivals. More couples but a few older singles.

After dinner, in the bar, three or four of the older single ladies, who had just arrived, were sat together but they didn't look comfortable. The following afternoon, a couple of them were at the pool, while I was swimming. A lot of the married women were topless. Many really brown. It looked as if they spent most of the year chasing the sun. One of the new arrivals kept her bikini top firmly fastened. The other unclipped and put down the straps but initially covering her assets. However, an hour later, she revealed what was hidden.

She need not have worried. As old as anyone here, breast better than all. I continued my swimming. Interspersed with rests on the lounger. No approaches made. After dinner, the woman was sat on her own at a small table.

"Do you mind if I join you? Would you like a drink?"

She was amenable on both counts. I ordered her a glass of white wine and a red for myself.

"You were the young man doing all of the swimming today."

"Yes. I run most days when I'm at home, I haven't got any things with me, so I'm doing some swimming instead."

She was Nina, a widow. Her husband and passed away a few months ago. She had booked the trip with her friend but she had got ill, a few days before. Not wanting to waste the trip, she had come on her own.

"Its probably going to be a strange Christmas here on my own."

"I know what you mean. I've been looking to get away on a holiday for ages, this is the first chance I've had."

I felt straight away, that this wasn't going to be the same as the other trips. Nina was certainly more reserved, for now. I resolved to take my time. There wasn't much else I could do. None of the other single ladies looked as nice, or as interested. At least Nina had paid some attention at the pool. We had a couple of drinks and I wished her goodnight as she went back to her room.

A solo night wanking again. The temperatures at this time of year aren't too high, so the afternoon was the best time to be by the pool. I dropped my towel on a lounger and did a few lengths. Nina had arrived just I was picking my spot. When I got out, she was on the lounger next to mine.

"I hope you don't mind. I've not really spoken to anyone else here, yet."

"No, it's fine."

Like yesterday, she removed her top bit by bit.

"You don't mind do you? Saggy old bosoms."

"Not at all. If you don't mind me saying, not saggy, you look great."

She settled back with a book and I went for another swim. When I finished, I put a shirt on, went to the bar and got us a couple of drinks and some snacks. The place was filling up. I suppose everyone was trying to arrive in time for Christmas day. It did feel odd, swimming in the pool and sunbathing on Christmas eve. I put on my sunglasses after we finished and lay back to rest. About half an hour later, Nina hissed quietly, close to my ear.

"Simon, Simon, look."

I sat up. She said quietly, giving a slight flick of her head.

"My god, look."

I took a surreptitious glance. One of the married women was on the opposite side of the pool, knees wide, her bikini bottoms only covering half her pussy. Her slit one of her labia and some pubic hair poking out.

"Imagine getting sunburn there." She said, sniggering.

I sucked a deep breath through my teeth and went back to resting. She was observant and amusing. Another swim. As I stood drying myself, she watched. As I sat down, she said,

"That woman's covered up. Her husband hasn't got half of what you have."

"Nina!"

"You wear those trunks on purpose, don't you?"

"They're better than shorts, for swimming."

"A likely story."

That evening we ate dinner together and talked for hours. She was actually really good company. She had no children, in her words, her husband Bill had been shooting blanks. They had a great life together married for more than forty years. Not polite to ask her age but from what she was saying, probably seventy. We had a drink afterwards and she headed off to her room. I still had a feeling about her.

To be honest, Christmas day, at least in the morning, held nothing special. The usual breakfast in the morning. I went for a walk, returning just as it was starting to get warm. I got changed and went down to the pool. Hardly anyone was there. Presumably celebrating the festive holiday. Nina arrived about half an hour after I did and we took up our usual positions. I went for a swim. When I got out of the pool. I got a shock. Nina was in the knees wide open position, of the woman the previous day. Not just that, she had pulled her bikini bottoms aside. On view, not just half a pussy but the whole thing. A small patch of grey pubic hair above her pussy, the rest bare. Her clit visible, skin in an A shape draping round it.

"Merry Christmas, Simon."

She held the pose for about thirty seconds before, pulling her bikini bottoms back in place. No hiding the impact of what she had done, particularly in tight trunks.

"I don't know about double the size of the man yesterday, make that three times. Bill would have loved to have one like that. I might too."

Was that an indication of things to come, or just a bit of banter. Flashing her pussy at me, as a Christmas present was a good starter. I sat down and tried to cover my erection as best I could. She thought that highly amusing. A few people came and went through the afternoon. Even one of the single ladies, who had arrived at the same time as Nina, had decided to go topless. Large breasts which flopped to her sides. Nina gave her a wave which was returned.

The hotel put on a Christmas dinner that evening, with some music and dancing. Some semblance of festive spirit. After eating, I sat with Nina and we had a drink, to let our dinner go down. She wanted to dance. Not one of my best skills but I do try. I don't think she actually wanted to dance, so much as to get up close and personal. She was certainly using her hands, as much as she could in public. We took a break and had a drink. As she neared the end of hers, she said,

"Time to exchange Christmas presents."

A bit cryptic. She drained the rest of her drink, picked up her handbag and stood up. I had no option other than to follow. She waved to the same woman we had seen at the pool. She was sat with one of the couples. I think I'd seen them together at dinner. Nina said her name was Tessa. They had been sat together on the flight out. We went up to her room, a couple of floors above mine. A similar layout. She let me in and put the do not disturb sign on.

She put her handbag on the dressing table. She lifted the back of her hair and turned away from me.

"Will you?"

I undid the small clip at the back of her dress and slid the zip down. I lifted the shoulders forward and she slid it down her front. A nice view of her back. Smooth skin and a narrow waist. I had expected granny pants and a plain bra. Not a bit of it. A complete set of red underwear, including suspenders. The most surprising part, her knickers if you could call them that. A thin strip of material between her buttocks. Putting her dress down, she turned round.

"Don't gawp, it's embarrassing."

"Sorry. You look incredible. I just wasn't expecting this."

"Bill was a visual sort of man. He liked this stuff. I hope you do too. He also liked to see where he was putting it but you've noticed that, I suppose."

I stood on the back of each shoe pushing them off. I undid and removed my shirt and trousers. Now reduced to our underwear, she moved forward and held me close. The lace on her lingerie slightly scratchy. I slid my hands round her back and undid the clip on her bra. I then moved them down and stroked her bum. Only very slightly wrinkled. I must have given off something in my body language.

"I don't do it up the bum. Certainly not with what you've got. I don't like getting spunk on my face. Bill could be a dirty sod at times."

Instructions taken onboard. Not that I had any intention of doing either of those things. She slid her hand inside the waistband of my boxers.

"Oh, my."

I returned the action. Her pubic hair was like a tiny wedge, hardly worth keeping at all. Fingers either side of her clit, I repeated her comment,

"Oh, my."

She giggled and slid my shorts down. She bent slightly and was inspecting what she had revealed. As she did, her bra fell to the floor. She held my dick, stroked it and looked closely. She even kissed the tip. All of a sudden she sank her mouth over it. More than half of my cock disappeared instantly. She was going at it with gusto, wanking my shaft with one hand as she sucked. Bill was one lucky man.

"No, Nina, I'm going to cum."

She pulled her mouth away. My thought, oh god no, not her face. She knew what she was doing. Cupping my balls and pulling my shaft down, she wanked my cum onto her tits. Her fingers stroked my exposed knob. I recoiled and she let go. She moved her hands to her breasts, looking down, she began massaging the cum around her tits and nipples.

"I don't like it on my face. Like Bill, I'm a visual person, I like to see it. That was a lot."

I helped her up and on to the bed. I knew I wouldn't be able to go again for a bit. I stroked her breasts, still sticky with my cum. Her nipples were rock hard.

"Naughty man."

"You don't know the half of it."

I bent over and sucked each of her nipples in turn, the slight taste of my cum. I moved my hands to what could laughably be called knickers. Only just large enough to cover the tiny tuft of her pubic hair. I took hold of the sides. She raised her bum to let me slide them down.

"Go easy. I haven't done it in more than a year and never with one that big."

Firstly, I had no intention of doing anything else. Secondly, I was nowhere near ready to. Finally, I wanted to explore her magnificent looking pussy and that large clit poking out. She was not stranger to having her legs open. More turned on now, than she had been at the pool, her pussy was open. The ridges of pink inside clear to see as was her urethra, I tongued it and she groaned. I pushed my tongue down to the lower edge of her opening.

"No bums!"

I had no intention of going further. Licking, sucking and kissing her pussy lips was great. I couldn't help wondering what would happen when I reached her clit. Time to find out. I slid a finger into her, rubbing back and forth against the lower edge of her pussy. My lips met that lovely looking clit and I kissed it. A wriggle of her hips. I sucked and she let out a groan. I added another finger and increased the speed. That and my fingers tipped her over the edge. Only a quiet sigh from her mouth. Over and over she came, I looked up and she had her hand over her mouth.

I moved to my haunches between her legs and placed the tip of my knob against her sopping hole.

"Just let it go."

She removed her hand and I sank in to her slowly.

"OH! OH! OH!"

She may not have fucked in a while but she would have not problems with a cock bigger than mine. She was getting more vocal, minute by minute.

"Yes. Yes."

I brushed her clit as I pumped my cock into her.

"OH! OH!........ AHHHHHHH!"

I eased off. As she came down from the high.

"Want to see?" I gasped.

She lifted her head and nodded.

I pulled out and shot my load over her pussy and stomach.

"Thank you so much. I never thought I would feel like that again."

"The pleasure was as much mine as yours. Merry Christmas."

"I need a shower. I'm covered in spunk. You did a lot."

She slid off the bed and walked to the shower. Her bum wobbled in a lovely fashion. She might not like anal but I had a definite hankering to fuck her from behind. She returned about ten minutes later, wrapped in a towel. She sat on the edge of the bed beside me. We sat and talked. How much I loved her body. She was surprised at how she had managed my size.

"Sorry about the bum thing. I know men like that. Too tight. Bill was smaller than you. No matter what we tried, he couldn't get it in."

"I don't care about that. Everyone should only do what they want to and find exciting."

"What a sweetie."

She kissed my cheek. I needed the toilet. She got me a towel from the wardrobe, so I had a shower while I was there. When I'd finished, she was in the bed rather than on it. She lifted the bedding and I slipped in beside her.

"You could have had anyone. Why did you pick me?"

I told her about my liking for older ladies. Not necessarily the reason for it.

"You are beautiful, fun to be with and you have a great body. Why wouldn't I be interested?"

"Because I'm probably twice your age."

"That doesn't matter to me. What we did was great for me. I hope it was for you. I'm envious of what you and Bill had."

"It was great. He understood me not wanting to or being able to do things. It sounds strange. He would have liked to watch you and me. Both of us liked to watch other couples. You know, home-made videos. Proper sex not all that fake pornography."

"Well aren't you a surprise."

"It's all I've had, since Bill became unwell. The internet and playing with myself."

"I can understand that. I've never been married but I resort to that too."

I fell asleep with her hand on my cock. I wondered if she was after more. If so, it would have to wait. What a night and a really nice sleep. I was woken by some jiggling of the bed. Nina was on her front, the duvet rising and falling where her bum was. She was humping her hand. I'd never seen any one doing it before. I pulled back the duvet. She turned to me with a shocked look on her face.

"Keep going."

Her bum rising and her cheeks tensing as she pushed down looked incredible. I gently ran a hand down her back and onto those lovely hemispheres. She grunted several times into the pillow. Her legs were still slightly apart, her hand between her legs. I couldn't resist. I got between her legs. As I looked down, I could see her fingers still moving. Not to mention her out of bounds anus. I wanted to touch it but resisted. I pushed my knob down near her fingers. She raised her hips and I slipped inside her.

"Hooo. Mmmmm."

Fucking and making contact with her bum was amazing. Her fingers working quickly, brushing my cock from time to time. She turned her head to the side,

"HUH! HUH! HUH!"

Two really deep hard thrusts and holding fully in, I came. The depth caused her to shout.

"OH GOD! OWWWWW!"

"Jesus. Sorry. Are you alright?"

She didn't say anything. I reached out and stroked a hand across the back of her neck.

"Are you OK?"

"Mmm."

I leant forward, forearms either side of her body. I kissed her shoulder and took her earlobe between my lips. She sighed quietly.

"I'm fine. That last one caught me by surprise. I haven't had one like that in ages. Not since one of Bill's games."

She told me that Bill used to tie her to the bed, blindfold. He would fuck her with dildos, vibrators and other things. He would bring her to loads of orgasms but would never tell her which of the many things on the bed, he had been using.

"Some of them looked big. I think he got excited, from seeing how much would fit. I didn't care. It felt like just now."

My cock had softened and slipped out. I moved to the side of her. She turned to face me, her lips pressed hard to mine.

"You have made my Christmas. I thought it was going to be so boring, when Jan got sick. This wouldn't have happened, if she had been here."

"I wasn't expecting anything either. This has been incredible."

We showered again, dressed and went to breakfast. We arranged to meet for lunch and then at the pool. Sat on our usual loungers after lunch, Tessa came and sat on the foot of Nina's. Her big tits hanging down.

"Got yourself a toy boy?"

"Boys don't have those in their trunks."

Tessa stared and raised her eyebrows.

"Lucky you."

"Who was that you were with last night?" Nina asked.

"A married couple from Bradford. He drank too much and fell asleep. We dragged him up to their room. She said he'd done it every night since they arrived. She came back with me. Only a bit of wanking but better when someone else does it."

She settled down with us for the afternoon. I did a bit more swimming. Nina and Tessa bobbed about in the pool to cool off. That evening, we convened in the bar before dinner. Myself, Nina, Tessa and the Bradford couple who are called Don and Cheryl. Somewhere between my age and Nina's, Probably fifties, if I had to guess. I could see why Tessa had been disappointed and Cheryl frustrated. Don was drinking heavily in the bar, almost two drinks to everyone else's one. He did the same while we were eating dinner. Approaching bed time, his head was dropping to his chest. I helped Cheryl get him to bed. She just dumped him on the bed and left with Tessa. I went back with Nina, for my last night. She had a couple left.

That night, knowing it was my last, Nina was incredible. She must have been exhausted. We went for ages. Doing it for me, I came three times. She almost managed to get my entire cock in her mouth. All bar an inch in, when I came. As I recovered she humped her hand so that I could look at her magnificent arse. Confident now, that I wasn't going to take her anally, she let me touch her. Taking a chance, I licked her wrinkled hole. Even Bill had never done that. She yelled but pushed back against my tongue. My final two orgasms, cumming inside her pussy. Her final act, to grab her hand mirror, squat over it and masturbate, with cum leaking out of her pussy. She told me later that the mirror was a regular for her. She loved to watch her own orgasms.

What a way to end my holiday. I didn't want to lose touch and I don't think she did either. Before I went back to my room, we exchanged addresses and phone numbers. She lives about one hundred and fifty miles from me. So, it would be possible to meet up back at home.

After packing and changing, I went to breakfast and found Nina and Tessa at a table. I joined them. I bent down and kissed Nina. Tessa and Cheryl had a good night. Plenty of oral as well as some masturbation. The view I got, being that the two of them would carry on, even if Don were sober. I said goodbye, promising to keep in touch.

Relating the tale to June, she got a feeling that something had changed.

"That sounds serious. You like her, not just the fucking."

"I think so."

Over the next couple of months, we got news from some of our friends. Silke was settled. She had a new, live in girlfriend. From Nina, I heard that Cheryl had left Dan and that she and Tessa were making plans. Funny how some women get drawn into lesbian relationships, later in life. I suppose society expects them to be straight. They find themselves as they mature.

I was spending occasional weekends, travelling to see Nina. Things were going well. I had told her about Clara. She didn't seem to mind and was interested to know, that she too was an older woman. With her interest in watching, I showed her some pictures and short video clips that I'd been sent.

It wasn't long after this, that an invitation from Clara arrived. Not just for me but June and Nina too. I'd put her in touch with June and I think they spent more time emailing each other, than either of them did with me. When the initial invitation arrived, I'd told her about Nina. The more the merrier, was the response. This took even more rearranging, than getting away with June the previous time. It would be ten days rather than a week. Eventually, I managed to find some stand ins from head office.

Nina came to stay, the day before the flight. That way we could get a single taxi to the airport. We picked June up on the way. Although I'd been seeing Nina for a while, it had always been at her place. Introductions made, in the car. The two of them sat in the back, getting to know each other. It was an early start. We ate, slept and watched a movie on the flight. We finally found our baggage. It seemed to be the last lot off the plane. Customs and immigration cleared. Clara was stood waiting for us. We wheeled our luggage out to her car. A large SUV. It was further to her house than we expected, nearly an hour and a half.

When she said she lived in a gated compound, I had visions of the sort of apartments June and I had stayed in. Nothing could have been further from the truth. Some large metal gates opened as her car approached. The houses were huge, maybe thirty of forty of them. All set back from the road. All of the grass neat and tidy, some expensive cars in some of the driveways. Clara's house was at the far side of the community. House is doing it a disservice, more like a mansion. She pulled up outside. We unloaded the luggage and went inside. We dropped our bags and got the guided tour. A huge open plan ground floor. Double doors lead out to a swimming pool, with a sort of fly screen surrounding it. Upstairs, at least six bedrooms, all en-suite.

These weren't just Florida retirees. They had serious money. I suppose we had never asked and she hadn't felt the need to tell us. A very long day indeed. A bedroom each. Sleep a priority over anything else and plenty of room to spread out.

We met up for a late breakfast. Today would just be settling in. Clara drove us round to see the local area and a look around the shops. We stopped off at a beach side cafe, for a coffee and a rest, on the way back.

After dinner that evening we sat in the lounge, talking over our experiences. I think Nina was a bit shocked by Clara and June. Not only what they got up to but the way they talked about it. June was definitely looking for an invite to one of the parties, Clara and her friends held. I think Nina and myself were a bit more wary. Particularly having seen some of Clara's photos and video clips. Clara said that there was a party due, at the next door neighbours, the day after tomorrow, if we were interested.

That night I shared Nina's bed. We lay talking for a while, about what we should do. I know she would like to watch. I was less certain that she would want to join in. I too was undecided. I'd spent so much time with her, I wasn't sure I was ready for, or wanted anyone else, at the moment. We made love, gently and softly that night. I had thoughts about June and Clara. I wasn't sure the latter would be interested. I was wrong. Needs must and urges need satisfying. They had spent the night together.

In the morning Nina had some questions for Clara.

"Do I have to join in?"

"Not if you don't want to."

"Can I be just with Simon and watch other people."

"Of course. Everything is by consent. People may ask you if you want to do something. They wont be offended if you don't. Some of the people only watch. Others take the opportunity, for gay sex, some for multiple partners. Whatever you or they want to do."

The evening of the party arrived. The dress code, not that any of us expected clothes to be needed, was smart casual. Trousers and shirts for the men, cocktail dresses for the women. We took the short walk next door. We were welcomed by a tall thin African American woman, who Clara introduced as Alison. The four of us followed her inside. It looked as if we were the last to arrive. Perhaps Clara had been told, that the other guests would arrive early, to inspect the newcomers. There were maybe twenty people present. Almost equal numbers of men and women. Although, they didn't all appear to be couples.

Just like any other social gathering, there was food laid out on a large table against one of the walls and a home bar, in one corner. Alison told us to help ourselves. Clara told us, that everyone here lived in the compound. About 1/3 of the residents. We nibbled at some of the snacks and had a couple of drinks, and nervously talked to some of the other guests, wondering what would happen and when. The evening was a slow burn. Just like a normal cocktail party for quite a while.

Gradually, small groups seemed to be forming, with couples, threes or fours, married or not, kissing and beginning to undress. Alison had stripped off behind the bar. Smooth brown skin, small, empty saggy boobs but with long hard nipples. Her shaved pussy glistening, in the low lighting of the room. What looked like her husband, bare chested was still behind the bar. He was a big guy. America football player? Certainly big and fit enough. She took his hand and led him out. Nina gasped, all June could say was,

"Wow."

Nina thinks I'm well endowed. This guy was massive. An enormous black cock, with a huge exposed knob, dangling between his legs. June left us and walked straight over to them. To our right, Clara was being undressed by two men and a nice looking woman. There were other couples who had already started fucking, stood up, on the floor and over the furniture. Nina was scanning the room taking it all in.

I was watching June. Alison was removing her dress. She was definitely planning to get involved. She was naked beneath, now just wearing her shoes. I nudged Nina as June bent down and started wanking Alison's husband. A chubby naked woman came up behind us and said,

"That's Clyde. Looks amazing doesn't he. I'm just watching. No way I'm trying that."

She moved to our left, sat in an armchair and started masturbating, eyes glued on June. Beside me, Nina was squirming. She was rubbing her pussy over her dress. In front of us, June was attempting to suck Clyde's cock. Attempting, because she was struggling with his girth. Lips spread wide, the skin of her cheeks showing the strain.

Across the room. Clara was on her hands and knees, going down on the woman. One of the men was fucking her from behind. The other one was stroking his cock, while watching. The woman's husband?

Alison was stood beside June and Clyde, legs apart and stroking her pussy. Loud enough to be heard by everyone, she said,

"Fuck this white bitch, fuck her good."

Nina, all inhibitions gone, eyes glued on the massive member, had stripped off and was masturbating hard. She moved closer, leaning on the back of the chair, where the chubby woman was doing the same. My erection was getting painful. I dropped my clothes on the floor beside Nina's. June still on her knees let the knob slip from her lips and placed her hands on the floor. Clyde moved behind her and rubbed he monster against her pussy. He thrust in, quite hard.

June's eyes bulged, her cheeks puffed out. I doubt many women could take what Clyde had but June was doing great. One of her hands moved between her legs as he started fucking her hard. The chubby woman in the chair squashed her fleshy thighs together, shook and let out,

"Ooooow."

Nina reached down with her left hand and stroked the woman's hair. I'd seen June in a post coital state. I'd never seen her fucking less still, her cumming. One had now been remedied. The other was about to happen.

"Fuck my cunt. FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

He carried on thrusting into her.

"YEEEESSSSSS!"

Followed by some massively deep breaths. I wonder if she knew what Alison had planned. I'd lost sight of her while watching June. She was coming back from the bar with a bottle. She threw it to Clyde, who caught it in his left hand.

"Stretch her tiny white asshole."

I knew from what she'd said, about the two guys she had in the apartment, tiny, it wasn't. Even so, was this too much? He pulled his cock from her pussy and almost emptied he bottle over his knob, shaft and her anus. As he took aim, Nina said,

"NO!"

As Clyde's knob opened June's sphincter, Nina collapsed to her knees behind the chair, shaking from a huge orgasm. I bent down and cuddled her. From the sound of things, June was managing to take him.

"God. Oh god. Oh god."

I helped Nina to her feet. The chubby woman in the chair looked back at her and smiled. Nina rested her elbows on the chair back. Holy shit. Clyde was balls deep in June's arse. Alison, rubbing herself hard again, yelled out,

"DO HER! DO HER GOOD! FILL HER UP!"

June was whimpering as she rubbed her clit. Clyde let out a loud groan and pulled himself forward by June's hips. She came again. Alison's knees shook and she squirted on to the floor as she came. It took her a couple of minutes to regain her composure. She walked to the bar picked up a towel and laid it over her fluids. Clyde very gingerly, began to remove his cock. June didn't move. Clyde stood, scooped her up and carried her upstairs. Nina, now recovered, just said,

"Simon, fuck me."

She was still bent over the back of the armchair. I moved behind her. The chubby woman, turned and knelt on the chair, looking Nina in the eye, said,

"Oh, good."

Nina was so wet. I began fucking her hard and fast. I thought the chubby lady was just going to watch. She got off the chair and came and stood beside us. She slid her hand under Nina's belly.

"Can I?"

Nina nodded. The woman moved her hand and started masturbating Nina's clit. Her other hand on her large, bulging, shaved pussy. It didn't take long for Nina to come, dropping her head and grunting into the top of the chair cushion. I kept going a minute longer before cumming inside her. The chubby woman lasted another couple of minutes, her hand still cupping Nina's pussy.

"Thanks. I'm Debs by the way. That was great. It's nice to see some new faces. That friend of yours is pretty impressive. Even Alison can't get that much in."

She kissed the pair of us and went to find something else to watch. My cock softened and flopped out. I was worried about June. Nina sat in the chair Debs had vacated. I walked over to Alison who was circulating, making sure everyone had what they needed.

"Is June OK?"

"Sure. Clyde has taken her upstairs for a bath. She'll be fine. An fantastic lady. I wish I could get that much in my cunt. No problem in the ass. Want to try it?"

"No thanks. I'm good. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not. No harm in asking. That old lady you are with is pretty hot. Where you the one who fucked Clara on the cruise?"

"Yes. She's pretty great too."

"Thanks for getting her back to us. Everybody missed her, when Dirk died. She's amazing."

You couldn't disagree with that. Looking across she was being double penetrated by the two men. The woman was sat in a chair, Debs between her legs, going down on her pussy. Bent over like this Debs' arse looked huge but I still wouldn't have minded trying it. However, she seemed to be more in to women than men. Clara told us later that one of the men she had been with was Debs' husband. Debs liked to watch and play with the women, he got to fuck who he wanted. A strange arrangement but it worked for them.

I returned and sat on the arm of the chair, with my arm around Nina. I asked her,

"What do you think?"

"Pretty amazing. I've seen stuff like this on the internet. I thought it was all staged. This is real. I'm shocked about June. How....?"

"She's done things like that before. It's what she likes."

We lost sight of Clara for a while. I guess she went to clean up. She walked over, as if nothing had happened. Apart from the fact that she was naked. So was everyone else. Actually, the numbers had thinned out slightly. Clara told us, that some of them would stay the night, if they got in to something they liked and wanted more.

"Seen and done enough?" Clara asked.

Nina nodded. The three of us started looking for our clothes, to dress. Debs, seeing us getting ready to leave, walked over and kissed Nina.

"Sorry about the pussy juice. Hope you don't mind. You were great."

With that, she was gone. Her fat bum wobbling off towards her husband.

"Did you mind?"

"No. Bill would put things in my mouth, that he'd shoved in my pussy. Like I said. He could be a dirty sod."

When we had dressed, Alison appeared.

"Thanks so much for coming. I hope you enjoyed it. Your friend is asleep on our bed. She'll be fine. We'll make sure we get her back to you, in the morning."

She kissed the three of us and we walked, wearily next door. A shower and bed. I could definitely have gone again but I think Nina was done. Moving her arm round me, for a cuddle, she brushed the tip of my cock. Rock hard. Taking pity on me, she gave me a wank. With all of the images in my mind, it didn't take long for me to cum. Then sleep.

I had no idea what time we got in last night. It was actually early this morning. Clara was obviously more used to these affairs than we were. She was up, dressed and brought us coffee, while we were still in bed. We drank it, dressed and went downstairs. It was 10.30. Still no sign of June. We had breakfast and another coffee. The doorbell went at 11.20. There was Alison. No indication of what she was like or did, other than large nipples poking from within her shirt. Behind her June, grinning from ear to ear.

"Here you go. One stray guest."

Alison turned down the offer of coffee.

"I need to help Clyde with the clear up and cleaning. You know what it's like."

Clara clearly did. She showed Alison out. June was bubbling with excitement.

"That was incredible. I don't even have a dildo that size. The talk last night was rough and dirty. They are actually incredibly sweet and kind."

In the afternoon, I put my trunks on and went to use the pool. Clara sat on the side, lifted her dress slightly and dangled her legs in the water. I think Nina and June were deep in conversation. Not much to make a length in the pool. I did quite a few, then stood and talked with Clara.

"How often do those parties happen?"

"Once every few weeks. We take it in turns to host. What goes on, depends on who's house it is. Some couples hook up or swap outside the parties. Depending on how horny they are."

"You seem to be back to getting the most out of things."

"Thanks to you."

"You'd have found your way back eventually."

Nina and June appeared naked and jumped into the pool. They weren't acting their age. No swimming, splashing and throwing the water around. Clara and myself just laughed at them, until I got a mouthful of water and Clara's dress got wet. I dunked the two of them under the water and they came up spluttering.

That evening June got dressed up. She was going back next door, an invitation from Alison and Clyde. Clara's explanation, only Alison and one of the other ladies in their group, were willing to accept Clyde's monster. June wasn't only willing, she loved it. The three of us had a quiet evening. A couple of glasses of wine, discussing the option of some time in town the following day, to do some shopping. As the evening wound down, we headed upstairs. An unprecedented question from Nina to Clara.

"Would you like to join us?"

"I know you two are close, I can see that. You know I've been with Simon. I'm not expecting a repeat performance."

"It's not that. It's for me. I've done a lot, with Bill and Simon. Mostly we just watched, yesterday. I was too scared to ask. I would have been too nervous, with all those people. With just Debs there, it was OK."

The implication was clear. Nina wanted to expand her experience. I was almost certain, that Debs rubbing her clit, was her first contact with a woman. Finally, Clara agreed. She took us to her room. A huge bed. In fact an enormous room. I let the two of them take the lead. With my recent experiences, it was amazing to even be in the room with these two old ladies. Clara's body incredible. Despite that, my feelings stronger and deeper for Nina. She was initially wary about touching Clara. Her hands and lips were guided by our host. Gaining confidence, she reached Clara's pussy. She looked, inspected and dived into the experience of cunnilingus.

She seemed to take to it. I couldn't see much, other than her head between Clara's legs. Clara was pinching and rubbing her nipples. Soon she uttered a low growl. Nina raised here head.

"Go on."

She dipped down and brought Clara off again. Nina sat on the bed and licked her lips.

"Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me. You got me off, twice."

"Because I enjoyed it too."

Nina looked over. I was stroking my cock. Hard not to, having watched the two of them. She held out her hand and I moved to the bed, between them. The two of them reached out a hand and both met my cock. Clara brushed the tip of my cock and said,

"Better get on. He won't last long."

Nina put her knee across me and sunk onto my cock. As Debs had yesterday, Clara's fingers were on Nina's clit. Probably turned on by what she had done for Clara, I was surprised at how quickly she came. Before me. She held still. I thrust up several times with my hips to finish myself off. She slumped forward onto my chest. I think we must have fallen asleep like this. I woke, it was pitch black. Nina was still on top of me. I eased her off slowly. She stirred slightly but didn't wake. Clara on the other hand was awake.

"She's incredible. Take good care of her."

She turned her back to me and wiggled her bum against my thigh. We slept again.

The following day, there was no sign of June. Clara drove myself and Nina in to town. We shopped for some presents, for people at home. We had lunch in a local restaurant and bought some food for an evening meal. Seeing Clara's car pulling in to the drive, June emerged from Alison's house, to meet us. The first thing she did was go to her room, shower and change. Clara poured some wine, including one for June, when she returned. It took her half an hour.

"They are incredible, both of them."

"Well? I can't believe you of all people are going to keep it to yourself." I said.

"What can I say. We fucked to a standstill. The feeling of his cock, is hard to describe. Not only that, for someone his age, he's fit. Alison has a lovely pink clit. She took him right up her arse, while I went down on her. She squirted all over me. Her nipples are really sensitive. She came again while I sucked them. He was still fucking both of us, not much more than an hour ago."

June had found her heaven. She spent alternate nights with Alison and Clyde. The others resting, often cuddled by Clara, for comfort. On our penultimate night, Debs had arranged a swap. Clara went to their house to be with Debs' husband. She wanted some time with us. More experienced in these things than either of us, She had arrived in a wrap dress, which she flung off immediately. She took the drink I offered. She took a sip and put it on the table. She made straight for Nina. She took little to no time, to have her in the same naked state. She seemed little interested in the fact that I was there.

In the dim light of the party, I hadn't got a good look at this chubby mature woman. Possibly younger than most of the others. Certainly not an hourglass figure, no real narrowing of her waist. Breasts not large but not saggy. Small dark nipples. We'd seen her large round bum but hadn't got a good view of her pussy. Smooth, hairless and looking inviting. Not that I was expecting to get a look in. Even so, I began to undress, as Debs, had taken Nina to the thick rug on the floor. Nina on her back with Debs' large frame above her. Nina's head disappeared from view, between the large thighs and under the big round bum. Was I worried? Nina was really liking her time with other women. Would I lose her to one?

The two of them were really enjoying this, trading orgasms. I sat stroking my cock slowly. Hoping that I may get a chance at some point. Debs was using her hands, as well as her mouth. All of a sudden,

"No, can't." From Nina.

Close to her anus? Whatever it was, the two of them resumed what they had been doing. Nina came again and pushed up on Debs' body. In lifting her leg, I got a view of what seemed to be a much smaller, neater pussy than I had expected. Debs lay on the rug and wrapped her arms round Nina.

"Not do anal?"

"I tried with my husband. I couldn't get it in."

Debs whispered something, too quiet for me to hear. Nina replied equally quietly. Quite a long exchange. Debs got on her knees and parted her cheeks. Nina said,

"Do her bum."

I got behind her. I ran my hand along her pussy. It was soaking. No lube. Would this be OK? I pushed a finger coated in her juices inside. She wasn't tight. Two wet fingers. Pulling them out, I replaced them with my cock. I know she said she couldn't take Clyde. Maybe she didn't want to. She would have been close. Her lovely fat bum slapped and rippled as I fucked her. I reached a hand round to rub her clit. She knocked it away. I gripped her hips and fucked for all I was worth. What a feeling. Soft warm flesh with each inward thrust. She tensed, gripping me,

"Urrrrrrr."

She let out a groan as my cum went into her. She may be a fair bit older than me, quite chubby with a big round bum but that was great. She pulled forward, away from me. I panted, leaning back on my haunches. She got up and led Nina upstairs. Although I was really attached to Nina. The sight of Debs' bottom had been a lure for me, since I first saw it. I sat getting my breath back. I took a few sips from my drink. They had been gone a while. I picked up all of our clothes and went upstairs. They were in Clara's bedroom. A metal suitcase open on the bed. Laid out on the duvet, a whole series of butt plugs. Tiny on the left, large on the right. I laid down their clothes and went back to my room for a shower and to get dressed.

I went downstairs and topped up my glass. I'd finished another glass and a half before Debs and Nina came back down. Debs stayed for a quick drink before walking home.

"Isn't she lovely?"

I couldn't disagree with that. We were still finishing off our drinks, when Clara returned. She joined us for a short while before going to bed. We stayed in the lounge for about another half an hour.

Our final day was spent packing up and getting ready to fly. June appeared, looking incredibly tired. Clara drove us to the airport and kissed us all, as we went though the departure gate. Telling us that we were welcome at any time. June spent almost the entire flight home asleep. Even Nina spent time sleeping with her head on my shoulder. The taxi trip back to my place was a blur. June slept in my spare room, Nina with me. We slept for most of the day. Time came for June and myself to go back to work and for Nina to go home. I was going to miss her.

In the coming weeks, things took a drastic turn. June had been in almost constant contact with Alison, Clyde and Clara. She couldn't resist what she had found on our trip. She put in her notice at work and took early retirement. The three of them helped her sort out her visa. She put her house on the market. I was going to miss her. The only one of my colleagues I was really close to. She was going to live with Clara. I suppose we would see her again. However, the parting was a sad affair.

They say that thinking young, keeps you young. Nina had the attitude of someone in her twenties. I was spending as much time with her as I could. I knew what we had, would come to an end at some point but we wanted to have as much fun as we could, before that happened.

She had taken Debs lesson, on Clara's bed onboard. I felt bad, that Bill would not reap the benefit. It did lead to a variation of the game she played with Bill. No need for a blindfold. I would tie her face down on the bed, a vibrator under her pussy and insert plugs, vibrators and dildos into her arse. Inserting one of the vibrators, she came so hard, she squirted, for the first time in her life. Like Bill, I never showed her, what had been in her. She didn't know, that she was more than capable of taking me. Towards the end of one of these sessions, my cock took the place of one of the toys. She immediately noticed the difference. It felt amazing. Our emotional attachment added to the sensation. I'd left the vibrator under her. As I came, she squirted again. As we recovered, she said,

"Clyde next."

We both laughed. How things had changed for both of us. Neither of us would ever have imagined, how things would end up here. We had a great relationship, romantic, emotional, intellectual and sexual, despite the age difference. There is no sign of it ending. Throughout this journey, I and we, had made some incredible friends.