As long as I have been working as a school librarian, I have traveled every August to a convention the state’s Education Department sponsors for teachers, administrators, and anyone else involved in schooling. Usually, my husband, Dan, accompanies me on these trips, and for the last eight or nine years, we have been joined by Janice, a Spanish teacher at the high school where I work, and her husband, Bill.
We stay a day or two beyond the convention, take in the sights, and eat out. It may not seem like much, but for “thirty-somethings,” it has been a break we all look forward to.
For our most recent trip, we did not register in time to get into the hotel where all the conferences were taking place and had to get rooms in another hotel a mile or two away, closer to the airport. We drove to the city, so the hotel offered us no added convenience. But it did change our lives and friendships with Janice and Bill.
Janice and I had returned from the convention’s final meeting on a Friday afternoon. Dan and Bill were in the lounge off the lobby to meet us for drinks before we would head out for dinner. Over drinks, we talked some about the meetings, but mostly we discussed plans for the weekend. We were leaving the lounge to go upstairs to change for dinner when we bumped into a woman I vaguely recognized at the elevator.
“Hey! Hi, Marilyn,” she said, apparently recognizing me as well. “Are you here for the convention?”
“Yes, we are,” I answered, and I was about to add that Janice and I had had enough of business and were ready to relax after all the meetings.
Before I could go on, though, the woman said, “Great! Here, you’ll need these later. Let’s be sure to get together there. I know Richard will be pleased to see you.” And she put four cards in my hand as she hurried off somewhere.
“Who was that? And what are the cards for?” Dan wondered.
“That mention of Richard helped. I thought I knew her from someplace. Her name is Rachel, if I recall, and her husband was a classmate when I was in grad school. He was a nice enough guy, just a bit too. . . . well, I don’t know how to put it, but I’m pleasantly surprised to learn he’s still married to the same woman.”
“Was that a compliment or not, Dan?” Bill joked. “Sounds like you’re not too something or other, and I can’t tell if that’s good or not.”
“Dan’s just fine for me,” I said.
“Just? Not great, but just fine?”
Janice gave Bill an elbow in the side and then asked, “What about the cards?”
I looked at them. They looked like announcements or invitations. I read to the others, “On this side, it says, ‘One Pass.’ On the other side, it says, ‘Meeting for Couples. Products, Demonstrations, Drinks, Dancing—and More! Conference Room and Penthouse Suite.’ It’s upstairs in this hotel tonight.”
“More meetings?” Janice wondered.
Dan said, “They can’t be all that bad if they have drinks and dancing. Can’t hurt to take a look. If it’s a drag, we’ll go.”
With that, we returned to our rooms. I washed up and exchanged my slacks and sweater for a black dress I liked to wear when we were going somewhere special. Dan was simply switching from a pull-over shirt to one with buttons. Janice and Bill were doing just about the same next door, only her dress, as we would soon see, was burgundy colored. With the weather still so warm, I was glad to see that Janice skipped the pantyhose, like me.
Out in the hall, we decided to put off dinner and go upstairs first. After all, if they were serving drinks, we could save a bit on what we might have spent at the restaurant on drinks before dinner. Another couple was on the elevator we caught going upstairs. They didn’t say anything, and the woman seemed a bit anxious.
We all got off on the same floor at the top, and I lost track of the other couple when Rachel came running up to us. “Good to see you again. I told Richard to look for you, but I don’t know where he is right now.” I introduced Dan and our friends to her, and she said, “Let me get you name bracelets. You haven’t been to our gathering before, have you? I think I would have remembered, and I know Richard would have remembered.”
“No, we wouldn’t be here now but for bumping into you earlier.”
“Really? Not only newbies, but innocents too? I hope you weren’t be too shocked when I gave you the passes. Well, I guess you weren’t, or you wouldn’t be here. So let me get you some green bracelets. The red ones,” she held up her arm to show us hers, “are for the veterans.”
Rachel hurried over to a table to get the green bracelets and write our first names on them. She was talking and rushing around so fast that I was at a loss about what we were doing there. When I gave a questioning look to Dan, he said again, “Can’t hurt to look around.”
I looked at Janice and Bill. She seemed as bewildered as I, but Bill agreed, “Yeah, no harm in looking around and having a drink or two.”
Rachel returned with our bracelets, which we put on our wrists, and she said, “Go see all the wares and stuff,” and she pointed us down the hall. “I have to stick around here to greet and coordinate some things, but I should be able to see you when the dancing starts. Have fun!”
In the conference room, I saw the couple from the elevator. They were among a small crowd watching some demonstration in curtained booth. Dan and I made our way over there. The woman turned to look at me when we approached. Seeing my green bracelet, she held up her own green ID, Lisa, and gave me an odd expression as if to say we were both in over our heads.
I clearly understood her expression right away when I could see into the booth. A man wearing only very brief underwear was massaging a woman on a table. That woman was nude except for a little towel covering not quite all of her bottom. As the man worked his hands over her body, he was explaining exactly what he was doing, and a tape with a booklet was available for sale.
Janice and Bill joined us. His eyes, like Dan’s, were pretty wide. Janice’s eyes were just as wide, probably like mine, for another reason. We couldn’t believe what we were seeing.
Janice gave Bill an elbow in the side. “Watch that they don’t fall out and leave you blind.”
Bill responded, “Can’t hurt to look.”
Dan added, “Like the man said, can’t hurt.”
Janice and I were a bit more concerned than the men were, obviously. “I think this must be some kind of sex convention,” she said.
Lisa overheard. “You didn’t come here for this?”
I replied, “We’re staying in this hotel, but got the invitations by some kind of mix-up, I think. Do you know what’s going on here?”
“It’s a swingers convention, and I’m not too sure about it myself. My husband, Marty, here persuaded me to try it. I guess you guys are even more unsure than me.”
Janice asked, “You mean these people will be having sex with one another here?”
“Not here, I think. I think this room is just for demonstrations and stuff to sell, and the suite will be just for socializing. But a lot of these people have rooms at the other end of the hall, and they may entertain friends, so to speak, down there.”
The massage was ending. The woman sat up, showing her breasts, before she put on a robe and left through the back of the booth. Lisa moved on with her husband, saying, “Maybe we’ll see you around. I don’t know.”
Dan and I walked further into the room. Another booth had a table with several strange sex toys on display, and a woman in a skimpy outfit was there to offer instructions on their use. Dan joked, “See, she’s like you behind the reference desk.”
Despite Janice’s and my nervousness, neither Dan nor Bill was headed for the door. Janice looked at me for help, but all I could say was, “I guess it can’t hurt to look around.” At that, we laughed.
While Dan lingered by the toys booth and Janice looked at a brochure about a resort for adults only, Bill and I moved around the room. At a booth selling lingerie, we were approached by a young woman asking if we would like to volunteer as models for a couples fashion show.
“Oh, we’re not together,” I quickly stated.
The woman seemed not to get the relevance of my remark, but Bill held up his arm and mine to show our green IDs. “Not this time,” he said, and she seemed to understand him.
“We don’t have to leave just because we’re not part of the show,” he said. After a few minutes, two couples did indeed step out from behind a curtain. Both of the men wore little g-strings, one made of leather, the other more of a cotton mesh. You could see plenty, either way. The women’s outfits showed more variety. One wore sort of the usual sexy gear, a demi-bra that showed half her nipples, thong panties, and a black lace garter with stockings. The other wore a simple nightgown that came to her ankles, but was so thin as to be completely see-through.
“Just think,” Bill sighed, “that could have been us up there.”
This time I gave him the elbow in the side, but I was actually thinking about how I would have looked in that gown, about how I would have looked to everyone there. The thought gave me a shudder that mixed shame with excitement.
Janice and Dan caught up with us, and we all toured the entire room. We didn’t buy anything, but I was a little surprised to learn that Janice picked up a couple brochures about clothing-optional resorts. When she saw my surprise, she said, “Like the guys say, can’t hurt to look.”
We moved down the hall to the penthouse suite. I had to admit that the people there all seemed nice enough. No one acted in a manner that struck me as forward, much less perverse. The men generally wore sport jackets or dress shirts and slacks, like Dan and Bill, and the women all wore dresses or skirts. Some of these outfits were a little sexy, with a revealing neckline or a raised hem, but nothing you couldn’t see lots of places where they wouldn’t be out of place.
Lisa and Marty were near the bar, and she waved to us. “I think I might need the moral support from other newbies and not just some drinks if I’m going to stay here.”
“I don’t know how moral our support can be under the circumstances,” Dan said, “but we’d be happy to talk with you folks and enjoy a drink.”
So the six of us sat and talked about where we were from and how we came to be there. When Lisa told me that Marty persuaded her to come, I thought he might be the kind of man who takes advantage of a submissive wife. From talking with them, I learned they were not really that much different from Dan and me, or Janice and Bill. They had been married more that ten years, loved each other, but didn’t have any thrilling times anymore.
Coincidentally, when Marty was talking about why he suggested they try coming to this convention, he spoke in terms of physical pleasures that did not necessarily entail emotional pleasures or commitments, and concluded, “I just figured, if it felt good, it couldn’t hurt.”
Lisa added, “I agree with that, but thinking something and doing something are not the same. I guess I’m testing my courage here.”
“Love takes courage,” Janice said, and we all agreed. Unlike Lisa and Marty, we did not come there with the purpose they had in mind, but none of us wanted to pass judgment on them. In fact, we liked them. Our husbands, I think, understood Marty’s desire to spark their marriage without ruining it, and Janice and I understood Lisa’s vulnerability.
We were interrupted by Rachel, who had Richard in tow this time. She did the introductions all around. I noticed that Richard, while still a good looking man, retained the habit of looking me and other women as if trying to imagine them naked. Even so, he had a nice way of engaging people in conversation too, and he was making us all feel welcome at the party.
As they left to chat up other guests, Richard said, “I hope you’ll stay for some dancing. It’s always good to see more newbies on the dance floor, and with you here,” looking at me now, “I’m especially looking forward to it.”
Then Rachel hesitated a moment, saying, “Oh, I forgot. You’re newbies, but you wouldn’t have gotten the letter of invitation. It explains about the dance.” Richard was pulling her away, and she finally said, “Not to worry. You’ll get the idea.”
I suppose we might have asked Lisa and Marty what Rachel was talking about, but they had gotten up. Dance music was beginning, and they were off by themselves talking, probably about working up some courage.
In the center of the suite, conversation groups either moved or broke up into dance partners. Dan stood and offered me his hand. I got up and took it, and Janice and Bill came along too.
Moving onto the floor, I asked, “Are we the only ones dancing with our spouses?”
Janice said, “I don’t know these people, so I can’t tell.”
Then Bill pointed out Lisa and Marty, so we were like at least one other couple.
The music was slow and romantic, not at all brassy or loud, which further put us at ease after what we had seen in the conference room. This kind of music might play at a club we would visit for a night out, and these people seemed like an evening crowd we would enjoy being around. Maybe all the others were there to swap sex partners, but we could not have guessed from the atmosphere in this room
The change in that atmosphere should have struck me as obvious, but it felt more subtle. For the most part, I kept my head nuzzled against Dan as we moved gently around. Occasionally, I would look at Janice and Bill near us, and I would see other couples, yet nothing really took my attention from Dan and the music.
That was true even when I saw this one couple several feet away. The man was lifting his partner’s dress in the back and held it above her waist to expose her panties, a skimpy bikini. Dan was looking too, and then Bill and finally Janice saw her as well. The four of us exchanged looks that conveyed no more than simple curiosity.
Then we saw another couple with the woman’s panties exposed in the same manner, and then another couple, this woman with a thong that left her bottom mostly uncovered. Again we all looked at each other. “Are we missing some kind of signal here?” I asked. “Is that how they show they’re willing to be with another couple?”
Dan looked around more. “I don’t think so. There’s Marty pulling Lisa’s skirt up in the back.” Sure enough, her slender bottom was clearly visible through her thin panties. She had her face buried in Marty’s shoulder, unable to look around at the people who were looking at her.
“I think I get it,” Dan said. “It’s the green bracelets.”
Bill looked around again and agreed.
I wasn’t paying close attention, I suppose, so I didn’t immediately grasp what the green bracelets had to do with the couples. My attention soon focused sharply, however. I felt Dan’s hands at the waist of my dress, and his fingers gathered a bit of it up in the back. I lifted my head sharply and looked him right in the eyes. His face was placid, and he said again, “It can’t hurt.”
I held his calm gaze with my anxious look, but when his fingers gathered more of my dress up, I said nothing and kept dancing with him. He must have taken my silence as permission, which I suppose it was, even if I wouldn’t have admitted as much at the time. I could feel the cool air on more of my legs and then across my bottom. My panties were rather unexciting, pink cotton cut smaller than briefs but larger than a string bikini. Dan’s hands rested on my back just above the waistband, holding the back of my dress up so everyone could see what I wore under it.
When I managed to look around me, I first saw Bill smiling at me as he studied my bottom. Then he spun around slowly so I could see that he was holding Janice’s dress up enough to show her lace panties. Richard and Rachel passed by, coming from behind me, so he obviously saw my exposed rear. They smiled at us, and Richard quietly said, “Lovely.”
Janice and I were not exposed that long compared to some others. When the music stopped, the men let go of their partners’ clothes, and everyone looked normal again. We did not leave the floor, though. Another piece started to play, and we resumed dancing. Janice and Bill remained next to us, and she admitted, “I guess that didn’t hurt. The guys were right.”
I laughed a bit, but then I saw Lisa and Marty leaving the room. Of course, they might have been taking a break, although it looked like they were leaving the party altogether.
As before, I let myself get lost in the music and the swaying with Dan. This time, when he noticed what must have been the next initiating task for the newbies, he did not wait to follow. Once again, I felt my dress being raised in the back. I checked around me and saw Bill lifting Janice’s dress also. I also saw a man holding his lady’s dress up with one hand while his other hand was lowering her panties in the back. He did not stop until they were at the tops of her thighs and her bottom was bare to the room.
Other newbie couples were just waiting to see who would go next, so I could not tell if they would all go that far. If they were wondering the same thing, Dan and Bill seemed willing to take the next step before them. I turned to see Janice’s panties partially down over her bottom. Bill was pausing to see what Dan would do. Dan and I looked each other in the eye again, and again I said nothing.
With tacit permission, Dan moved one hand to the waistband of my panties. Slipping a thumb inside, he moved it back and forth to work my panties down gradually. He did not pause and kept slipping them down until my bottom was bare and on display. I couldn’t look at Bill at first, or anyone else, but I did look at Dan and see a pleasant smile on his face. I squeezed him tighter and then let myself look around.
Bill, of course, was smiling widely, and Janice had a contented look now that her bottom was bared as well. I saw more couples getting into the act, baring more skin for all to see, and I saw Richard and Rachel moving in such a way as to keep themselves behind me as much as possible. I smiled at him when I caught his eye away from my bottom for a moment.
Janice and I were on the dance floor for probably ten minutes like that before the music ended. This time we sat down between numbers. Janice said, “I think the guys have seen enough for one night. Why don’t we get some dinner?”
Bill and Dan might have been disappointed. I would not have insisted on leaving, but I also wasn’t thinking about what the next dance might have involved, so I was not going to disagree with Janice. On the way out, we were met by Richard and Rachel. “Going so soon?” she asked. “That’s okay. Everyone needs to go at their own speed, but I hope you’ll come back.”
Richard said, “Right, don’t forget that we’ll be here tomorrow night too. Not everyone here will be back, and some will come who couldn’t make it tonight, but Rachel and I will be back and looking forward to seeing you if you’d like.”
We thanked them and left without making any commitments, and that’s what we talked about over dinner. Why didn’t we simply say we couldn’t come back?
Dan said, “I’m open to going back tomorrow night. I don’t think it would mean we’d have to do anything.”
Bill agreed, “It can’t hurt, like we keep saying. And tonight certainly didn’t hurt.”
“You two are just excited because you got to see some women’s bottoms,” Janice said.
“Don’t forget we got to see yours too,” Dan replied, and Janice blushed a little. So did I when Bill caught my eye. I knew he was remembering my exposure too.
“Okay,” I said, “it didn’t hurt. I admit it was a bit of unusual fun.”
Janice had to admit the same feeling, and then she asked, “Was that the most daring thing you’ve ever done?”
Dan and I told them about a canoe float we once took shortly after we married. “The river didn’t have that many other people on it that day, and it was taking us past woods and generally deserted areas. We occasionally noticed couples were taking the opportunity to get nude in their canoes. I guess it was tolerated in that part of the river away from civilization. Of course, Dan started trying to talk me into taking off my swimsuit.”
I paused, and Janice asked, “So, did you?”
I resumed, “Finally, when we were on a stretch that was deserted, we both stripped. As luck would have it, around the next bend were two canoes pulled up on the shore. We saw two men and a woman having a picnic, and they were all nude.”
“Did they see you?”
“Dan stayed up on the seat to paddle our canoe, so I’m pretty sure they could see he was nude, but I slid down on the bottom of the boat, so only my top showed.” Bill let out a sigh. I have large breasts that I normally don’t want to draw attention to, and Bill must have been trying to imagine the scene. “But later when we were coming back to areas with more people around, we had to get to the shore and get our of the canoe to get dressed, and a couple of people saw us then.”
Bill said, “I knew we should have gone canoeing this weekend.”
Dan asked, “How about you two? What daring adventures are in your past?”
Janice said, “When we were first dating in college, we were with a group one night that hit the bars and then went streaking across the quad. But it was pretty dark and not as daring as a nudist canoeist.”
Dan said, “Perhaps Marty and Lisa had a point about getting up the courage. Don’t we all think those adventures were fun? How can anything that feels that exciting be bad?”
We continued talking and finished dinner. Back at our hotel, we went up to our rooms, agreeing to sit up for more visiting and coffee. We had adjoining rooms, so we could each open the doors between the rooms, kick off our shoes and sit more comfortably.
I think we all felt a charge in the air as we continued talking. Finally, Bill said, “Enough waiting, dear, let’s get to our room.”
I too was a little eager to get into bed with Dan, and we all got up. Dan and I were standing at the foot of one of the two beds in our room as we watched our friends return to their room. Just through the door, they were at the foot of a bed also, and they stopped there and began kissing passionately. Bill had neglected to shut their door, and Dan was making no move to shut ours.
In fact, when Bill looked over and noticed us, he resumed kissing Janice and let his hands start to wander, feeling her bottom and breasts through her dress, and then they both looked our way. Rather than going to shut the door, Dan hugged me close, kissed me and rubbed my breasts. A strange thrill made me shiver, and without thinking, I responded to his touch and let my hand feel for his penis in his pants. As I expected, it felt hard.
We broke our embrace to look across at Janice and Bill again. He was unzipping her dress while she worked on the buttons to his shirt. Before she could push his shirt off his shoulders, she had to drop her arms and let her dress fall. Her lace panties were matched by a lace bra that pushed her breasts up. As soon as she kicked her dress aside, she reached for Bill’s belt and zipper, quickly bringing his slacks down. With them turned sideways to us, I could see he had an erection restrained only by his briefs.
Janice was blushing and embracing Bill excitedly. Looking at Dan and me, she said, “This is going fast. Marilyn, Dan, it’s your turn. If you’re not going to shut the door, take off some clothes.”
“Which would you prefer?” Bill asked her.
I understood her hesitation. It’s easier to go along with things than to decide what should happen next. In a moment, though, she told him, just loud enough for us to hear, “I would rather watch them take off their clothes.”
My attention returned to Dan when he took my zipper and brought it down. I turned so my back was to our friends, and then Dan gave me the same decision to make. “You want to shut the door?”
I hesitated a second too, but I shook my head slowly and let the dress fall, letting our friends see that my pink panties matched my bra. In such minimal dress, Bill could see that my breasts were larger than Janice’s and that my hips were a little wider. I pulled Dan’s face to me and kissed him hard, trying to keep myself from screaming with excitement. He whispered in my ear, “We still have some catching up to do.”
I looked over my shoulder. Janice and Bill were still embracing in their underwear and watching us. Quickly, I undid Dan’s shirt. He took it off as I opened his slacks and pulled them down. When he stepped out of them, the bulge in his underpants was too much to resist, and I felt a little out of control. Without waiting, I took hold of the waistband on his pants and brought them down. He didn’t resist, and as soon as that, he was naked with an erection in front of Janice and Bill.
Looking over at them, I saw Janice’s eyes light up with excitement at seeing Dan. Turning to her husband, she said, “Your turn,” but he took her hands and said, “I think it might be a lady’s turn first, and I nominate you.” With that, he reached behind her and unclipped her bra. She didn’t turn away as it came loose and slid down her arms. Her breasts were probably c-cups with very red nipples that betrayed her excitement. Even so, for a moment she couldn’t bring herself to look our way.
She did look, however, when she heard me gasp. It was because Dan turned me to face them and was unhooking my bra. They watched as he used his hands to lightly brush the straps off my shoulders and then push the cups off my full breasts. I had always wished my breasts were firmer in sticking out, but heavy and large as cantaloupes, they still seemed to impress Bill. Now I was the one who couldn’t look up at my friends.
Dan whispered for me to look up, though. He wanted me to see how Bill was looking at me and to see Janice take off his pants. His erection bounced up and out, so similar to Dan’s, yet so different too.
I knew that the final unveiling was coming, just not whether Janice or I would be completely nude first. Dan took the initiative by grasping the waistband of my panties. I turned as he brought them down, letting Bill enjoy the sight of my bottom again, only now exposed more fully.
Dan was looking past me, and I turned sideways, embracing him to preserve what little modesty I had left. We looked through the door to see Bill kneeling at Janice’s feet, peeling her panties down so slowly. She looked like she might not be able to remain standing. Her pubic hair was trimmed in a neat wedge, and Bill turned her around in order to let us see her from all sides.
Dan returned the favor, stepping back from me and turning me to face our friends. Standing behind me with his hard penis pressed against my backside, he held me around the waist and swayed us as if we were still dancing. Bill, of course, could see my dense pubic hair plainly as I was kissed and fondled by my husband.
So many sensations were almost overwhelming me. In my mind, I was back on the river, but there the people were a hundred feet away, and once out of the canoe and firmly on my feet, I could turn away from them. I was also back in the conference room, looking at the woman get up from the massage table and imagining it was me, and at the same time imagining that I had gone behind the curtain with Bill and come out wearing only that diaphanous gown.
Of course, I could also open my eyes and see what was so real: our good friends completely naked only a few steps away, Dan’s insistent erection pressed against me, and Bill’s eyes taking in my own nudity.
Dan moved us closer to the door, and I thought the daring part of our night might end. We would shut the door, and both couples could finally get to bed and release the sexual tension we’d built up. Instead of shutting the door, though, Dan guided me through it into the room with Janice and Bill. We were still embracing, letting our hands roam, and swaying to some imagined music. Janice and Bill were doing the same as all four of us alternated our gaze between our partner and our friends next to us. I felt we were crossing more than one kind of threshold.
“It seems as if we’ve gotten a little courage,” Dan remarked.
“This is certainly lots more daring than streaking in the dark,” Janice said.
“And more fun?” Bill asked.
“Yes, I think so,” she replied. “At least we all know you’re having a good time,” she added and held his erection out.
“I think your body is responding in kind,” Bill said as he slipped a hand between her legs and showed us the wetness he found there.
Dan’s hand slipped over my labia, and he let them know I was likewise aroused.
“So we’re all having a good time, right?” Bill asked.
“It doesn’t hurt,” Janice said. When Bill gave her a look as if to wonder was that all she could say, she went on, “Okay, okay. It feels great. In fact, I love it.”
Bill turned to me, and Dan leaned back to see my response. “Yes” was all I said and was all I needed to say. I knew I was agreeing to more than admitting to having fun and feeling good. I was saying “yes” to whatever came next.
And what came next was a switch between Dan and Bill. Without a word, our husbands let us go and steered us into the arms of the other. Bill’s erection was pressed against me, and my breasts were squeezed against him. He let his hands drop, holding me by my bottom. Next to us, I could see Janice reaching between her and Dan to feel his penis. Dan was kissing her and feeling her breasts.
I took Bill’s hands off of me. He wondered if he had done something wrong, but I put them on my breasts, bringing his smile back. In turn, I reached for his penis and let my hand explore it. Soon, both men were licking our nipples. Janice swooned and fell back on the bed, and Dan shifted his attention to her vagina, kissing and licking her, to pleasurable effect, judging from the sounds she made.
Bill sat me on the other bed. I think he wanted to kneel between my legs and give me the same kind of pleasure, but I drew him closer and took his penis in my mouth. He like the feeling, but insisted on pushing me back, making me recline on the bed. I wasn’t disappointed, though. He moved to the bed and reclined beside me the other way, feeding me his penis again and resting his head right next to my vagina. I finally gave up what little modesty I had left and opened my legs to his eyes and tongue.
When I could check the other bed, I saw Dan standing over Janice as she lay on her stomach and sucked his penis. Dan’s head was turned up and his eyes were closed. I knew he was about to have an orgasm, and when it came, Janice held her mouth tight over his throbbing penis.
My own first orgasm followed, and Bill lay back to receive my attentions undistracted. I knelt over him, held his penis up to examine it closely and to let Janice see clearly what I was doing to it, and then took it into my mouth as far as I could. Bill was moving his hips, pushing up, and moments later I felt his release inside my mouth.
Nobody spoke. Janice and I quickly discovered that neither of our husbands had lost his erection. Dan brought Janice onto the bed with Bill and me. They arranged us on our backs, side by side, so as to see their wives all the better. As if on cue, Dan pulled Janice’s legs open at the same time Bill spread mine. Bill pulled me by the hips to him, and his penis slipped easily and deeply into my vagina. Dan watched a moment and then leaned over Janice and pushed himself into her. She wrapped her legs behind him, exhaling loudly with each thrust. Bill lifted my legs even more and placed them over his shoulders, giving him even deeper access to my vagina. The room was filled with breathy sounds and then with satisfied moans.
I was exhausted and did not really notice when Janice and Dan got up. Bill held me close, and I snuggled against him, my back to him, like spoons. That’s how I slept and how I woke the next morning.
Janice and Dan were already in the shower. As I stirred, Bill stroked my back and said, “Good morning.” His penis wasn’t hard, but I could feel it against me.
Getting up was a little awkward. Dan and Janice came out of the bathroom, still nude, but cleaned up and fully awake. “Your turn,” Janice said. “Take your time. We have nothing to rush for.” Dan took me in his arms before I went into the bathroom and gave me a loving and reassuring hug and kiss.
In the shower with Bill, I suddenly felt odd. Seeing him naked there was somehow wrong. He did not have an erection, so it wasn’t that. It was just too intimate. I was seeing him the way Janice saw him, everyday appearances and not sex. I turned and held an arm over my breasts and covered my vagina with the other hand.
“What’s wrong?”
I could not put it into words right away. “I don’t know. Obviously, you’ve seen all of me already, but this is strange.”
He listened, and then he told me, “I think I understand, but it’s okay. I love that you’re seeing me this way and that I’m seeing you this way. The sex last night was wonderful, but even if I’m not going to take the place of Dan, I’m also not some stranger with no feelings for you. Ever since I’ve known you, I’ve fantasized about getting to look at your breasts. Last night, though, even as I loved seeing them, what I enjoyed more was that I could make you feel so good while I played with them and the rest of your body.”
I got it. It was fun to see his penis, but more fun to feel it when it pulsed in my mouth and vagina. I let my hands drop to my side.
“Put your hands behind your head, Marilyn. I’m going to wash your body, and we’re both going to enjoy it.” And we did. And we enjoyed it when his hands were behind his head and I was washing him.
Dan and Janice had put clothes on while we showered, but I didn’t mind the attention from the men as I bent over my suitcase in search of clean clothes. It occurred to me that one of the most intimate postures a man can observe in a woman is when she is putting on her panties.
We spent the day much as we had planned, taking in an art museum and having lunch on the museum terrace. The only change was practically unspoken. We all wanted to have an earlier dinner so that we could go back to the party in the penthouse suite.
This time when we got off the elevator, Rachel was just as happy to see us, and Richard was there to greet us as well. “Glad you came back. Hope you stay,” he said.
Although we had not explicitly discussed it, by returning, Janice and I were implicitly telling our husbands that we would go as far as they wanted us to go. I did not say anything to Richard, but I knew he was hoping to see me naked that night, and I also knew that I would let him see me naked if Dan didn’t take me out of there first.
The challenge to stay began more immediately. The previous night, newbies were subjected to little exposure games on the dance floor. Tonight, along with a green bracelet (and since we had not stayed throughout the evening yesterday, we were still newbies) came a request to strip to our underclothes. Dan and Bill were included in this dare. A bemused looking off-duty policewoman was there specifically to stay in the hall by the elevator and check in and guard the clothes taken there.
We willingly undressed. At the table, Rachel was leaning over to write our names on our bracelets, and Dan could see a conical breast and nipple where her dress hung open at the neck. She teased him for sneaking a look, and when she gave us our bracelets, she told Dan, “Later, I hope to see more of you too.” She gave him a playful swat on the bottom and sent us down the hall.
Having already seen it last night, we did not linger much in the conference room. One notable difference was that the massage demo featured a man on the table, and he refused any covering. My thought immediately was how much his penis resembled Dan’s and Bill’s and how different it looked at the same time. I also noted that several others were wearing only underclothes, so we were hardly alone in that regard.
In the suite, we found that Marty and Lisa had returned. Already down to a sheer bra and g-string, she was showing lots more than she did last night. She appeared relaxed, though, and we sat and talked with them again. Marty’s boxer shorts tented when he stood and gapped when he sat, so it was no shock to see the tip of his penis pop out now and again. This time I noticed a difference in his erection, it was shorter.
The conversation was mostly about the night before. We told them about the dance that followed the one they saw, and they complimented us on keeping our nerve longer than they did. It was kind of Marty to suggest that he was as anxious as Lisa, and she was perhaps rewarding his loving regard by coming back this evening and trying to go further. The plain sight of her tiny breasts and wide nipples through her bra, not to mention her practically bare bottom, said a lot about her new courage.
When the dancing began, the adventures were more challenging. For the first dance, so-called veteran men would escort a newbie woman. I might have predicted that Richard would want to be my partner, and I was right. When the music began, nothing seemed to happen at first. Then Richard steered me close to Lisa and a man I didn’t know. Richard let go of me for a moment to unclasp Lisa’s bra, leaving it loose on her. The other man unfastened my bra when Richard turned me that way.
It remained in place only briefly. Richard’s face had the excited expression of a kid as he drew my bra straps down my arms and off. Trying to act brave, I straightened my shoulders and thrust my chest out for him and everyone else. All he could say was, “Lovely. All these years. Lovely.” He gave me a spin and let his hand brush over my breasts as I turned.
I noticed Janice was topless and in the arms of a man we’d never seen. And now that they were bare, we could all see Lisa’s little breasts, thimble-shaped and no bigger than cupcakes, half of which were covered by her wide, brown nipples.
As the dance ended, Richard dipped me and leaned his face between my breasts, giving me a quick kiss there. Seated again with Dan, Bill and Marty, we three women tried to act as if being topless was the way we always sat with men. Lisa was blushing the most and avoiding eye-contact, but she sat up straighter when Dan told, “Your breasts are so different and so pretty.”
“I could understand why Marty or other guys would say that about Marilyn’s or Janice’s breasts, but what makes mine so pretty?” she wondered.
“I don’t know,” Dan replied. “I guess the fact that they’re bare. Never hurts to let anyone see them.” In a way, Dan was speaking for all of us.
Satisfied with that answer, we heard the next dance begin. This time a veteran woman would lead a newbie man onto the floor, and it wasn’t hard to figure out what would happen to the man there. Rachel paid Dan the compliment of running to secure him as her partner. Sure enough, soon after the music began, one woman began to lower her partner’s underwear. They were proceeding one at a time so the women could enjoy each man’s disrobing fully. Rachel even steered Dan to a chair to stand on for his stripping. His erection bounced out playfully, and she was quick to grab it, help him down, and continue dancing without letting it go.
I enjoyed seeing Bill naked again, and Marty’s nudity was a pleasure too even though his erection may not have been quite five inches long. When they all returned, I said to Marty, “I like your penis.”
He laughed as if he didn’t believe me. I said, “It looks good just because it’s bare, I guess.”
The men may have been a little self-conscious with their wives still partially covered and everyone else fully clothed, but that was about to change. I and all the rest of the topless women were asked to circulate and select a clothed partner. Unready for a complete stranger, I sought out Richard again, which pleased him no end. “I know this time you’re going to take my panties off and leave me naked for everyone to see,” I said. “Just be sure that we’re over close to Dan so he can watch when you do it.” His smile widened.
One thing that surprised me was that a couple women selected other women to be the ones to bare them completely. I hadn’t considered that possibility.
I didn’t have to wait long before I was completely naked on the dance floor. As requested, Richard moved us over to the side of the floor near Dan and the others. Richard made a big show of taking my panties down slowly and keeping his face right next to my exposed pubic bush, leaning in for another quick kiss. I watched Dan the whole time my last article of clothing was being taken off me, and the sight of his erection, harder and longer than I’d ever seen it, plus his smile made my own excitement stronger.
As I danced nude with him, Richard kept looking down at me and doing spin moves to show me off more. Back in his arms, I noticed Lisa finally losing her last remaining little covering. She was covering her face with her hands, unable to watch, standing stiffly upright as some man brought her g-string down to her ankles. Marty had walked around the room, seeming oblivious to his own nudity, to watch more closely. The man stood aside and held an arm out, as if presenting her to an audience, and when he turned her around to show her bottom to those seated nearby, I noticed that her vagina was shaved. I hadn’t considered that possibility either.
Delivered back to my husband after the dance, I saw a nude Janice brought back by yet another man we didn’t know, and a nude Lisa made everyone smile. Marty was happy to see her allow herself to be so exposed and uninhibited, and Dan and Bill were thrilled to see her smooth vagina. She looked up at them shyly. Dan said, “It’s all bare, so it’s all lovely.” That made her smile.
With all the newbies finally naked, the others mingled and danced as they pleased. Some remained dressed, others let a blouse open, others took off everything. The various shapes and sizes made for a sexy parade of images.
And some others did not mingle or dance. They were going to other rooms. Richard and Rachel approached us with such an invitation. Janice was dancing again with one of the men who had undressed her, and Bill was with that man’s wife. After seeing them nude out there with their fully dressed partners, I lost track of them for the rest of the party.
We went with Rachel and Richard, bringing Lisa and Marty along, to a room down the hall. Passing the policewoman guarding the clothes, she gave our nudity a curious look, shook her head, and smiled.
The room was already occupied by a few others, but it had two king sized beds and two smaller beds, enough room for all. I knew what was coming and was only mildly distracted by the presence of the couples I didn’t know. The men there stared frankly at me and Lisa when we entered, and the women did the same to Dan and Marty, but they soon returned to what they were doing before.
Expectantly, I lay down on one of beds and looked up at Richard as he undressed for me. Rachel took Dan to the other side of the same bed. Pulling her dress over her head left her nude and showed him another shaved vagina. He may have been surprised at how quickly she was on top of him, straddling his chest and pulling his mouth to her vagina. She motioned Lisa over and guided her between Dan’s legs to take his penis in her mouth.
Richard moved more deliberately, letting me anticipate what would happen next. His penis did not disappoint me, maybe a bit longer than the few I’ve known. Setting me up on an elbow, he brought it to my mouth, and I took it. Marty, who had been absorbed in watching Lisa suck Dan, answered Richard’s direction between my legs. I opened my legs for him, but rather than licking me, Marty spent time to examine my vagina with his fingers, parting my labia, tickling my clitoris, and pushing two or three fingers deep into me. With his other hand, he reached up and held one of my breasts.
He never licked me. Instead, he moved up and entered me with his smaller penis. Its size did not matter. The sensation of another strange penis was strong, not to mention the fact that I was being penetrated by two men at once.
An orgasm was soon building in me, and it made me play with Richard’s penis more intensely. Marty reached an orgasm quickly and collapsed across my feet. When I thought Richard was near an orgasm, he pulled out of my mouth and told me to push my breasts together around his erection. Within moments, my face and breasts were laced with streams of semen. No one had ever done that to me before, and I enjoyed the abandon of the moment.
I could see that now Dan was pumping himself inside of Lisa. In all the excitement, I had not seen Rachel slide back and guide him into her vagina. Now, Lisa was on her back, smiling, holding Marty’s hand, and saying, “I love you.” Marty let go of her hand to move around to that side of the bed to watch more closely.
Richard’s erection was easy to revive, and he turned me over on my hands and knees beside Dan and Lisa. I think I was getting to like this side-by-side action too. I know it was a visual treat for the guys. Gripped at the hips, I was rocked by Richard’s thrusts. He reached around to fondle my hanging breasts, and when he resumed his thrusts, Lisa moved sideways to get her head beneath me. While Dan was thrusting himself into her vagina, she put her tongue out and let one of my nipples brush over its wetness as Richard made my breast rock back and forth. The sensations reached an incredible peak that everyone in the room could hear from me.
Dan wasn’t finished with Lisa yet, and understanding what Marty wanted, he pulled out briefly to turn Lisa onto her hands and knees before pushing himself back into her. She could then turn to Marty and take his revived penis in her mouth. The two men brought Lisa to an orgasm that would have sounded like mine if Marty had not been filling her mouth with his own orgasm at the same time.
My orgasm seemed to mark a peak for me. I thought we were spent then. Richard was on another bed with Rachel, and Marty and Dan were holding Lisa and lightly stroking her.
I was about to join them when another man came beside me. His penis had to be at least eight inches long, and looked even larger because he shaved his pubic hair. I recognized him as the one who took Janice’s bra, but I didn’t know a thing about him otherwise. Still, remembering that it couldn’t hurt because pleasure did not require attachment, I reached for his penis, licked it up and down to enjoy its length, and then asked, “How should we do this?”
“Scoot over and let me lie behind you. That way, your husband and friends can see better.” So, lying on my side, facing Dan, Marty and Lisa, I lifted one leg to allow this stranger’s penis access to my sex. Its entry was smooth at first, and then the thickness stretched me. He was touching parts of my vagina that had never been touched before. Dan took one of my hands. The man held me tight, one hand under me to grasp a breast, the other gripping my bottom, and then he pushed even deeper. I cried out, amazed at the intense pleasure. My vagina squeezed him, and because his penis was so thick, I could easily feel its throbbing when his orgasm came.
We lingered a while. Marty and Lisa left, thanking us for the exciting evening. When Dan and I left, we said goodbye to Rachel and Richard. They got up to kiss us, and I was surprised to be kissed on the mouth by Rachel. We found a bathroom to clean up a little with wash cloths before we retrieved our clothes. The policewoman noted Dan’s flaccid penis and said, “I guess he had all he could take.”
Downstairs, Bill and Janice had opened the door between our rooms, and when we returned and opened ours, we found them resting nude after their shower. She was across the bed on her stomach, and he was in a chair next to her. We told them that we needed a shower, and they invited us to come over when we were done.
We joined them shortly and noticed, when coming into the room, that their drapes were open. They still had not bothered to put clothes on, and we were nude too. No one said anything, so I just sat on the bed against the headboard, facing the window.
They asked if we enjoyed many new experiences. I recounted the way Richard had shot his semen between my breasts, and the final encounter with the large stranger. Dan talked about the feeling of Lisa’s bald vagina, and Bill said he’d noticed that was a common fashion in the group.
Janice then rolled over and revealed her own freshly smooth vagina. “The man who took my panties told me I should be bald. I had never met him, and here I was naked, and he’s telling me I should bare even more. Odd as it sounds, it thrilled me, so Bill and I hooked up with him and his wife along with another couple they always came with. The first thing they did was take me to a bathroom and shave me. They promised I’d like the licking better, and they were right.” I was thinking that Dan would have me shaved for them before long.
Janice also told us that Bill enjoyed seeing her penetrated by both men. When I mentioned that I too had had a penis in my mouth and vagina at the same time, Janice said, “This was a little different. I was on top of my new friend, and his friend took his slender penis and took my anal virginity.” I wondered if Dan was going to want me to try that too.
Dan said, “No doubt, our vacations together are going to be different from now on.”
I said, “I hope we can still get together like always, but I think I would also like to get together naked like this more too.”
Everyone nodded, and Bill added, “But we may have to find another couple if we want to keep the two-on-one play.”
Dan looked to the open window and said, “I bet there might be a couple out there who would like to join us right now.” I looked out and could see some lights in windows. I think I liked the idea of imagining a pair of binoculars in one or two of them.
Bill asked, “You two planning to attend next summer’s education convention?”
Janice reminded him that she had picked up those brochures about clothing-optional resorts, one of several ideas that appealed to me now.
I said, “It couldn’t hurt.”