New Friends and Lovers – Chapter Four
(MF, FF, MFMF, group, exhib, voy, mast, oral, bi)
The next day I received an email from Vince.
'Rick and Gina,
It was an absolute pleasure getting together with you both yesterday. We're grateful to you for being a major part of one of the best days of our lives. First, I think of how concerned and shy Fiona was about just meeting you two. Then I think of how, in the company of two sincere and thoughtful people, she got past her issues and raised our sex play to a whole new level. I'm amazed and will be eternally grateful. We discovered so much of what we had been missing and what's more, we learned that we could enjoy a deep sexual experience with another couple and not compromise our principles. We will treasure the memories of that day for years to come. We hope we all can get together again some time very soon and maybe continue our exploration.'
'With that in mind, we have some friends who own one of the islands we passed by yesterday. There's a great cottage on it with all the amenities. They're away in Europe for three months and have left us the keys. I know it's early in our friendship and things have moved very fast but would you both consider coming up and spending a weekend with us?'
'Please don't answer right away, take your time and think it over. Perhaps we can all meet for dinner one night soon and enjoy each other's company. I know I speak for Fiona when I say that the two of you have touched us deeply with your honest and heart felt friendship. We would love to get to know you both much better, if you'll let us.'
'Finally, I want to thank you for taking those fantastic pictures of us and for your generous gift of such private pictures of you own. We have looked at them over again and they are a prized addition to our collection that we will always treasure.'
'Your Friends, always,
Vince and Fiona'
The email had me excited and I was feeling the same emotional connection for our new friends at that moment. Even though I had told Gina that we needed to calm things down, I kept thinking of all the things we had yet to explore and how incredible it could be. I had to talk to Gina, she needed to be the voice of reason here. I printed out the message and went looking for her.
I found her out on the patio by the pool and handed her Vince's message. As she read, her face beamed but then the smile melted to a look of concern.
“This seems serious,” she said, “and I'm not sure we can handle this kind of serious right now. What do you think?'
“I'll be honest and tell you what you probably don't want to hear,” I began. “I'm so turned on at the prospect, my heart is pounding. Believe me I know it's dangerous and I said as much on our way home yesterday but I can't help it, I want to do it all again and more, lots more. I need you to talk me down from this.”
“Wow, I didn't expect that,” her eyes opened wide, “you're always the voice of reason at times like this. Is it Fiona? Are you falling for her?”
“Oh God no hon,” I lied, “I guess, I'm kind of hooked on the high I felt when we were all together. The passion, the excitement—they were like nothing we've experienced before. Sex around other couples has just been fun up till now. This is something on a whole new level and I want… no, I almost need to see it through. Do you understand?”
That was mostly true but the fact was I couldn't stop thinking about Fiona and what was now possible.
“I think I understand,” she said. “But right now I'm very afraid for us.”
She began to get misty eyed and I moved over to hold her tightly. “That's it then, I can't have you feeling this way, this isn't just about me it's about both of us. I'll write Vince and tell him we can't go.”
“No,” she replied. “The least we can do is meet them for dinner and talk it out. I'm really fond of these two and I'm willing to consider going a little farther but I won't put our relationship at risk.”
After a few emails we arranged to meet at a restaurant near us called Franco's. As it turned out it was a spot they'd been meaning to try for some time. Franco was an old friend of ours and I was able to reserve a private dining space. We would be able to speak more freely and air all our concerns.
We met at seven and had a delicious meal as we discussed our possible weekend getaway. Surprisingly, Vince and Fiona had more concerns than we did. I guessed after they cooled off they began to consider the ramifications. Fiona's main concern was still the same—she was afraid to become a swinger, hopping from bed to bed looking for casual sex. Gina and I agreed and supported her. Vince did as well but I couldn't help feeling that he'd be pretty good the other way too. I guess it was just the way he reacted whenever Fiona brought it up.
Fiona still didn't buy into what we believed—that if you cared deeply for someone, it wasn't swinging. As much as she agreed with the sentiment, swinging was simply a taboo in her mind.
Vince and Fiona were surprised that we were afraid of becoming too attached or involved with them—that we might get lost in a complicated emotional relationship. Until that moment, I don't think either of them had considered the possibility. It was a sobering thought that made them both stop and reflect for a moment.
Suddenly there was a round of confessions about how much we were all beginning to actually care for each other. How, over time, the intimacy of our sharing, online, had increased so dramatically. The emotions began to run high and at times it was difficult for some of us to speak. Vince and I both talked about how close we felt we were. We had no problems discussing our deepest emotional and sexual secrets. Gina had read all our emails and agreed. She felt there was a warm kind of sharing between us, not unlike the exchanges with my life-long friend Wil.
Fiona was surprised when she heard that Gina read my emails. She wasn't in the habit of doing that with Vince. They tended to kept their email more private.
“It's always been that way with us,” Gina said. “I love that I can read anything he's written or received. He tells me when there's something private or he moves it to a private folder. I've seen a few notes from you in that folder, Fiona. Maybe I haven't read them but I know you mean more to Rick than he's ready to admit. Some emails are best left unread, I think.”
“Go ahead, read them, I'll tell you what they say,” Fiona said. “Rick's comments about me make me feel wonderful. I love Vince madly but he doesn't express his feelings like Rick is able to. The way he describes how he feels when he looks at me and why, it takes my breath away. Those notes are my thanks to him. I only wish I could convey how warm and cherished I feel when I read what he says.”
“I think you just did,” I said. “Does that upset you honey?” I asked Gina.
“Upset wouldn't be the word. Concerned, maybe. Your complements and the way to tell me you love me, have always had that effect on me. So, I understand what she's saying. I think you're gorgeous as well, Fiona. I'm even kind of attracted to you myself, if we're confessing all. That fact is helps my understanding and acceptance of how Rick may be feeling. Fiona, it's not your fault you're so incredibly beautiful.”
“Now you'll have to read the emails,” Fiona said, “he rarely uses the word gorgeous. It's the other things he sees that inspire me.”
“I guess we both need to read up, Gina,” Vince said. “By the way, I may not be a silver tongued devil but I could still write volumes about you Gina. You're incredible and I've had a serious crush on you since Rick's first posting. Wow, this is getting a little heavy, isn't it?”
Gina smiled. “Oh, I kind of like those words just the same, Vince. They made me warm in just the right place, GODDAMNIT, I can't believe I just said that.” We all chuckled.
“Can we all agree that the risks are real?” I said. “But that, right now, the possible benefits far outweigh the concerns—we all want to see what's behind the curtain.”
“Well put,” Vince said. “We just need to make sure things don't develop too quickly.”
“So, does that mean we're spending the weekend together?” Fiona asked.
We all smiled as we looked around the table nodding.
On the Friday before our weekend, Gina and I took the morning off to pack and get an early start. We were both very excited now. We had packed some good wine and food and I intended to prepare at least one special meal while we were all together. The forecast looked great so we figured a single change of clothes each and swimwear would be all we'd need.
After the ride back up to Vince's marina we parked and arrived at the boat by noon. Vince and Fiona were sitting on the aft deck and they waved us aboard when they saw us. There were warm hugs and nice wet kisses as we greeted each other. Spirits were high as we stowed our gear, cast off and headed out to open water.
I went up to the flying bridge to sit with Vince while the women went below to change. Soon they were back out in their skimpy little bikinis and they went to the forward deck to lie in the sun. It took about forty minutes to reach the island and Vince pointed it out as it in came into view. The island was much bigger than I expected, almost four acres. Easily large enough for three or four more cottages.
The cottage came into view, as we got closer. It was stunning, obviously a custom design with windows everywhere. It was all one floor and 'V' shaped like a big wing. The narrow part was perched on a large rock outcropping while a wing on each side extended out over a beach, supported by pillars. We tied up the boat and gathered some of our gear before heading up a stone path. A large deck filled most of the centre of the 'V' and we climbed up winding stairs to reach it. The deck was full of nice rattan furniture, a bar, a huge BBQ and an entrance at the deepest point.
We went inside to a grand open plan space that served as living area, dining and kitchen. The bedrooms were in either wing of the building, two large rooms and washrooms in one and a massive master suite and bathroom plus an office in the other. Vince pointed us in the direction of our wing while he and Fiona moved toward theirs.
Gina and I unpacked what little we had brought and then we went back to the boat to get the rest of our provisions. When we returned, Vince and Fiona were in the living area looking at pictures on a projector screen. We watched the show with interest as we stowed the supplies.
They were new shots and Fiona looked stunning. I commented that she wasn't wearing her customary wig and she responded that these shots were for us and not the Internet. She asked if I liked them. I told her they were terrific but I could get just as excited watching her read a phone book. Gina punched me on the shoulder and Fiona looked at me with a sexy glare.
It was still beautiful so we went out to the back deck. There was a large outdoor shower on the far side sheltered by trees and more patio furniture. Vince suggested we take a walk around the island and maybe bring our camera gear. I agreed and we each grabbed our equipment bags and headed straight for the beach.
The weather was terrific and boats were abundant as they navigated the channels between the islands. We walked along the shore with the women up front as Vince and I followed enjoying the rear view of our wives. As they walked and talked, they had their arms around each other's waist. We took pictures as they giggled and crouched together like schoolgirls sharing secrets.
As they moved along Fiona's hand reached up behind Gina and pulled the string on her top loose. The action was quickly matched by Gina releasing Fiona's top. Vince and I's attention was now peaked as they stopped and turned to a three quarter profile, topless. They held hands kept walking while Vince and I took more shots. We quickened our step and ended up on either side of the women taking shots that now included Vince and I.
We continued along the shore much to the enjoyment of boaters passing close enough to see. One sounded an air horn and three women on board flashed their tits as they laughed and waved.
“Let's head back to the cottage,” Fiona said, “I feel like taking some better pictures.”
“Why not right here?” Vince asked.
“I'm not ready for that yet Vince,” she answered, “I've just gotten so I can be naked with these two. I'm not ready to let the rest of the world in yet.”
“Naked here, naked there. Anywhere you like, as long as it's naked,” I smiled.
“Alert the press,” Gina laughed.
We turned back toward the house and as we walked Gina pulled the strings on her bottom she was now carrying both pieces in her hand.
“I can't wait,” she said, “I'm really getting horny guys and I want to feel the air on my pussy.”
We had barely cleared the doorway and Fiona was naked as well. The women entered the living area and Vince and I spread out. We captured both women from every possible angle. I was beginning to feel a little confined in my trunks so I removed them and everything else. Vince was close behind and soon his great log of meat was swaying side to side in front of him. We continued to move around getting great shots of Gina then Fiona.
The women took poses on the furniture, the floor and the stairs. Anywhere they could strike a sexy pose and display their beautiful bodies. Gina held on to an eight inch support column in a stripper pose when Fiona slinked up behind her. She rubbed her body up against Gina's back. Gina arched like a kitten and her eyes closed as she took in the new sensation.
“That feels really good hon,” she almost moaned. She let go of the pole and turned to face Fiona.
“I've been dying to touch these, may I?” Fiona nodded wide-eyed and Gina planted both hands on her breasts. She began rubbing and massaging them softly. She pinched her nipples and pulled at them.
“They're so big and beautiful, I love the way they feel in my hands,” she cooed.
Vince and I were now barely able to press the shutters— we were so distracted, we were almost shaking. Just the same, we still managed to get some good shots off. I couldn't wait to see them later and see how Gina felt about what she was doing.
By now Fiona had begun massaging Gina's breasts as well and the two of them stood transfixed in their new sensual discovery. Soon their hands began to wander all over each other's bodies as they savoured the feeling of each other's touching. Gina surprised me as she reached down to Fiona's pussy. After a few slow rubs I was sure I saw a finger slip in Fiona's as her back stiffened. Her eyes flashed open wide with a fiery gaze. Staring deep into Fiona's eyes Gina slowly removed her hand and raised the fingers to her lips. She tasted them with the tip of her tongue. The look in her eyes was wanton, almost predatory.
Vince and I didn't make a sound, terrified to disturb the vision. Neither of us had ever dreamed we would see something like this from our wives. But there they were and they showed no signs of letting up. Fiona moved backward toward a chair behind her. She pulled Gina toward her as she sat down. Gina whimpered a little as she reluctantly came down on top of her. Their lips closed on each other and they kissed passionately. Gina broke free with a look of shock.
“Fuck, I never believed I'd do something like this,” she said.
“Neither did I,” Fiona agreed in a slow sexy voice, “but I'm really loving it. Reminds me a little of boarding school,” she giggled wickedly. It feels so natural and loving but also kind of forbidden. Do you know what I mean?”
“Oh yeah, do I ever,” she answered, “I'm in shock. Are we still okay? I mean, I don't know what to think right now.”
“Oh yeah girl,” Fiona said, “I think we've discovered a new thing for us and I want to take it farther, maybe. How about you?”
“I'd like that too. Something we can try when the guys are busy, or not,” she winked as she laughed softly but wickedly.
“I'm so sorry to interrupt, really I am. But, would you girls be okay if we fucked your brains out now?” Vince asked. “We're both kind of worked up from your little show. My cock is going to explode very painfully if it doesn't find a nice wet pussy soon.”
“I think we can manage that,” Gina said getting up off Fiona.
She led her by the hand to a large leather couch in the living area. Sitting side by side with their legs spread open they slid their asses to the edge and the gave us that come hither look. Vince and I assumed the position quickly as we each rubbed our cocks up and down their wet pussy lips. The women just lay there watching, sighing and moaning softly. Every so often they'd look over at each other or down to watch us fuck them.
We both began with a slow fuck as Vince and I drank in the view of our beautiful wives. I rubbed Gina's clit with my thumb as I began to pick up speed. Soon I grabbed her legs and raised them high to give me better access to her g-spot. I began ramming for all I was worth and Gina began to make loud appreciative noises.
Vince flipped Fiona over and was ramming her hard from behind with her upper body still on the sofa. Fiona angled herself towards Gina and started sucking her tit. That was it, watching Fiona do that to her was more than Gina could handle. She had a shattering orgasm as she held Fiona's head to her breast. Between Gina's orgasm clamping down on my cock and the sight of Fiona suckling I came so hard I almost saw stars.
Vince and Fiona weren't far behind and they also yelled and grunted out loud as they came. The four of us collapsed in a pile at the couch sweating and out of breath. We stayed there, a tangle of spent moaning flesh until finally Fiona suggested we get cleaned up.
“Let's try the shower on the deck?” Vince suggested.
“Aways looking to up-the-ante, aren't you Vince,” Fiona snarked.
“In fairness,” I said, “I was hoping for the same thing.”
“Another news flash,” Gina laughed, “I don't think you need to jump in front of the bus for Vince, Rick. I'm game if Fiona is.”
“Oh sure I am,” Fiona laughed, “I was just teasing, let's go rub some skin and clean up.”
We all marched out to the deck and headed straight for the shower. It was spacious with two large rainfall showerheads. Despite all the room we still needed to clump together to get wet. Vince grabbed a big bottle of shower gel and poured it over everyone. We all worked hard lathering up each other's bodies and enjoying all the slippery fun.
As we bumped and rubbed against each other our hands roamed freely as we washed up. The scene became kind of communal as everyone soaped and washed each other. At one point Vince held onto my hip as he ran a soapy hand up my ass crack. Fiona worked on his cock and balls while Gina enjoyed herself with Fiona's ass and pussy. It was a great icebreaker to enjoy touching each other so freely.
We emerged from the shower and while we were towelling off, Fiona suggested we stay naked for the rest of the weekend. Vince was astounded.
“I'm really enjoying this new freedom,” she said happily.
“I'm good with staying naked anytime,” Gina added, “but can we try and reign things in a bit? I'm loving every minute of this so far but aren't we moving a kind of fast again?”
“She's right,” Fiona agreed, “we need to take it down a notch and relax a little. I'm feeling pretty good about us right now and I want what we have to go a long long way. Let's not screw it up by getting ahead of ourselves.”
