WARNING, EXPLICITLY SEXUAL MATERIAL!                           ADULTS ONLY!

VACATIONERS 7 (in which Deby discovered flashing,  how she was persuaded to 
               flash several truckies and  how it led  to a degree of moral 
               relaxation with more new friends.)

  "Look what's coming,"  I chuckled as I swung out to overtake a roadtrain. 
"Yellow campervan on the right."
  
  She looked and,  in the passenger seat of a camper like ours,  got just a 
glimpse of a naked, dark skinned lady kneeling up to jiggle her big breasts 
and show off her shaven pussy for the benefit of the driver in the big rig. 
Two long blasts on his klaxon  went to confirm that he'd seen and obviously
appreciated  her bared charms,  despite the fact she was no spring chicken, 
but not an old boiler by any means. I'd have happily shared an introductory 
bonk with the lady.

  "Oh my God!" cried Deby, aghast. "Why's she doing that?"

  "It's called flashing, a game," I laughed.  "Women seem to get a big buzz 
from showing it all to complete strangers,  so long as it's from the safety 
of their own car. A bit like driving through a lion park really."

  "Have you seen it before?"

  "A couple of times, but you can't actually see very much from another car 
because you're down too low. They aim at the truckies because of the height 
of their cabs and,  being on a long haul, aren't likely to turn back or any 
chance to meet again, not that they'd recognize her after such a brief look. 
I don't think they'd be looking at the face anyway."  

  Deby giggled self-consciously,  as much at the thought of herself in such 
a lewd pose as at my rather crude description of things. I was beginning to 
enjoy hearing her giggling as she was doing it much more often and she then
sounded more sexually aware than she had done when it was just an innocent, 
young girl's sound.

  "What's so funny?" I asked her.

  "Nothing really," she told me quietly. "I was just thinking a very crude,
lewd and rude thought."

  "About?"

  "What she was feeling while doing that."

  "Give it a go, that's the quick way to find out."

  "Oh yeah!"  she cried disparagingly.  "See the respectable, mild-mannered 
suburban housewife turn flasher on the highways of our land. You have to be 
kidding!"
  
  "Dare you,"  I grinned, interested to see just how far the new, liberated 
Deby might go now we were discussing sexuality frankly.

  We were silent for a while and I didn't know whether or not it boded well 
for my hopes until she slipped her bra off from under her red, knit top and 
pushed her hair up under a baseball cap. About a kilometre further along we 
saw a road-train approaching us around a long, sweeping curve so she pulled 
her top down to her waist, the seatbelt sash off to one side and lifted her 
arms to grasp the back of her head-rest to thrust her naked breasts forward 
and be rewarded by the sound of several longer klaxon blasts before smiling
demurely as she covered her bosom again. 

  "So?" I enquired.

  "Sinfully naughty,"  she chuckled, still flushed with mild embarrassment, 
"but kind of sexy too."

  "Here's another one then."

  She lowered her top and resumed the pose she saw as displaying her tanned,
bountiful bosom to best advantage until several other series of horn blasts 
indicated that her display had been appreciated by blokes who would forever 
remain anonymous to her as she would with them. She was thoroughly enjoying 
the sensation of acting outside the norms of her polite lower middle-class, 
suburban convention and in front of me at last.  God! I really wished she'd 
been at that point a week earlier.  Perhaps we'd have had a chance to enjoy 
a swing together as it was still my ambition to see her screw a bloke in my 
presence, despite her avowal that it'll never happen. Patience.

  "There, I did it. Satisfied now?" she smiled coyly.

  "Are you satisfied, darling?"  I asked her. "I hoped that you might enjoy 
doing it as an esteem builder.  Anyway, you've flashed your boobs around in 
public before this."

  "Not really in public, just among friends," she replied defensively.

  "Okay then, how about a full nuddy flash? That'll be a new experience for 
us."
  She grinned back at me  with a flushed countenance before unfastening her 
seatbelt to undress completely, then checked her cap and sunglasses until I 
gave her the signal to get into position for her debut full flash. Kneeling 
on the seat she gripped the headrest and thrust her hips forward, knees and 
elbows spread as widely as possible, to display an immodestly naked body to 
the world at large. Two truckers tooted their approval, but it wasn't quite
possible to guage the reaction of the eye-boggled passengers aboard the big
tourist coach immediately behind the second semi.

  "You rat Robbie!"  she shrieked,  dissolving into wild, almost hysterical 
laughter. 

  "I didn't see it in behind the semi," I lied. "You had a healthy audience 
there, so long as they weren't nuns or CWA ladies."

  "At least they didn't see my face," she giggled.

  "You're enjoying this?"

  "Mmmmm."

  "Me too. You've never been like this before."

  "Like what?"

  "You know, a bit wild and openly salacious."

  "It was your idea."

  "Oh, I'm not complaining; it's really just that I got the impression that 
you weren't overly chuffed by the events of recent days."

  "You mean your having it off with every woman in town," she scowled. "But 
I wasn't unchuffed, it's just as I said to you  when I gave you my blessing 
to stray,  I just can't feel right about doing it with another guy in front 
of you, even if you think you'd like to see it. I feel as if I'd be risking 
your seeing me as wanton or slutty and I absolutely couldn't live with that, 
whatever you think about it."

  "Well, it's still my  continuing ambition to see you loosen up and spread 
yourself around, but only if you feel comfortable about it."  

  "So how did you like my flashing,  now that the world's seen all there is 
to see of me?"

  "Aroused, how about you?"

  "Randy,"  she husked,  reaching across the console to verify my statement 
by checking the state of my cock.

  "Why don't we stop and do something with it?"

  "Why stop?" she laughed provocatively, her naked figure adopting a foetal 
position across the console with her head in my lap.

  She opened my flies and exposed my hard cock, taking half its length into 
her lips and thrilling me with her sensual sucking and warm, gentle fingers 
stroking my tight scrotum.  At some time she'd obviously talked with Ronnie 
on the subject of deep throat fellatio as she was becoming more expert with 
each try on my dick. I employed my left hand tweaking and twisting her taut 
nipples and kneading her tits while she diddled her clit with her free hand.

  "Oh God, I'm going to come!" I gasped as the warm tingle of coming climax 
suddenly grew into an unstoppable spasm of sexual bliss.

  My surprisingly copious gush of twelve hours of pent up semen was quite a 
lot more than her mouth could manage so she had creamy-white, viscous fluid 
oozing from  her lips around my prick before she hungrily lapped and sucked 
it all up as her body stiffened with a mild but satisfying orgasm.

  "You came too?" I asked uncertainly.

  "Yep," she agreed. "I told you I was really up there."

  "Does this presage a new chapter in our sexlife?" I asked of her, looking 
pleased at the prospect.

  "I haven't made any decisions concerning that matter."

  "I'm really glad," I told her sincerely. "How far from a decision are you, 
my darling?"
  
  "Oh Robbie," she sighed uncomfortably,  "you'll really have to be patient 
with me and I'll try to be more free and easy with sex. I don't mind if you 
have it off with other ladies; I'm at ease with that idea now, but I really
just can't feel good about doing it in front of you with some other guy. It 
scares me to death, to be brutally honest about it."

  "I don't feel very good about me doing it and you missing out on all that 
fun. I desperately want to share this with you darling."

  "Don't push your luck,"  she laughed.  "Just accept my gift of guilt-free 
casual sex and enjoy it."

  "Well at least I can grant you the same consideration."

  "Thank you, my lover, but I don't think I can do what you want of me just 
yet. Don't pressure me, okay?"

  We stopped for lunch at a roadhouse where I pulled in without any warning 
Deby who was still reclining naked across the seats.  All types of vehicles 
and people crowded the forecourt and the parking bays, so she had to crouch 
redfaced on the floor to dress again.  Later she shed her gear to once more 
disport her delectably nude body for those truckies passing in the opposite 
direction, becoming ever more lewdly brazen as she pushed out and shook her 
magnificent breasts while toying with her wet cunt.  

  Later in the afternoon we passed an aging sign indicating a beach away to 
the right, so I did a u-turn and then headed eastward along a double wheel-
rutted track  between farm fences until  we came to the ocean approximately 
ten kilometres from the highway.  A number of huge mango trees surrounded a 
clear grassed area  where two cars were parked to indicate we weren't alone 
and, upon investigating, discovered a group of deeply tanned, naked couples 
preparing to depart the beach.  On passing us they all smiled and nodded in 
greeting; a very rare occurrence to city folks like us, but quite pleasant, 
nevertheless.

  When we were alone once more, Deby threw off her clothing and got a towel 
from the van to dance around naked while urging me to join her,  feigning a 
cry of fear and fleeing down the beach to the water at the sight of my hard 
and horizontal pecker. After frolicking and splashing about in the sea amid 
a great deal of of squealing and giggling from Deby,  I finally grasped her 
wet, wriggling, squirming body in my arms.

  "You'll have to rape me,"  she giggled insanely as I tried to kiss her on 
the mouth and grope her pussy.

  She continued struggling and chortling while I carried her to the water's 
edge, bore her down to the wet sand and lay fully  on her body in trying to 
kiss her forcibly.  I used my knees to force her thighs apart and attempted 
to enter her  without using my hands,  but she wriggled and jerked her hips 
to avoid me,  but eventually submitting when I found my way inside her with 
a mometary lucky alignment of my penis and her unctuous snatch. She wrapped 
her legs around mine and responded fervidly to my fiercely thrusting pelvis 
with a strenuous lifting rotation of her ample hips.

  "Ye-es, hard, hard!"  she grunted urgently, clawing at my lustily pumping 
buttocks.   

  My taut abdomen thudded against her exposed pudendum until she emitted an 
abandoned cry of ecstacy,  her entire body stiffening so suddenly in orgasm 
that I  was surprised at its ferocity and  of her convulsive jerking at the 
exquisite pleasure of release.  I kept up a steady rhythm in sliding my hot 
prick in and out of her pulsing and clinging  vagina before that inevitable 
explosion of climax in  my trembling loins caused me to groan softly as its 
spasms wracked my rigid form.

  "I reckon we should make the effort to do something a bit like this again 
fairly soon,"  I breathed warmly into her ear some time later,  tonguing it 
and then kissing her deeply on the mouth.

  "Mmmmmmmmm," she murmured dreamily, playfully pulling at my lips with her 
teeth and undulating her neat hips while tightening her juicy vagina around 
my softening dick.

  After rinsing the sand from our bodies,  we strolled up the beach, wholly 
naked, to find a second vehicle in the parking area.  It was another rented 
campervan like our own.

  "Hello," grinned the female half of the couple emerging from the van. "We 
thought we'd try it too."

  I wondered whether she meant the sex or the ocean and on glancing back at 
the sea saw that what we were doing would have been fairly obvious, but not 
in any detail. When they dropped their towels their nakedness was only just 
apparent in the gathering dusk, so I wasn't able to decide there whether or 
not she'd be a desirable target for my dick. 

  Deby heated water on the gas barbeque as I hung the outdoor shower bucket 
from a tree. We'd barely finished bathing when our new neighbours, Ruth and 
Tony, emerged from the gloom and accepted my offer of them using the shower 
while it was still up.  They were nude beneath their towels, I noticed when 
they dropped them to wash, a fact that encouraged me to indulge in a little 
fantasy over prospects for the following day.  

  Tony was thirtyish, of moorish complexion and Mediterranean handsomeness, 
although I'd noticed that his buttocks were as white as mine had been until 
recently, contrasting sharply with his mahogony tan elsewhere. His face was 
wide with a jutting chin and full sensuous lips framed by wavy, black hair. 
Although he wasn't that tall he gave me a real impression of great physical 
strength and, to my great pleasure, saw the way Deby that had looked at him 
and the demure manner she usually adopted with me when she'd decide that my 
sex ration was due.  His interest in the front of her tight knitted top was 
obvious, her golden-brown nipples being just visible through the open weave 
of the fabric and, as Ruth's and Deby's eyes met momentarily,  both grinned 
coyly. I looked a bit more closely at Ruth's front to see she'd removed her 
bra on her last trip inside and, with an even wider woven texture, her pale 
nipples were actually protruding through the gaps in the fabric.
  
She looked slightly older than Tony, tall and slender with dark hair tinted 
reddish, a broadly-mouthed face that was very attractive without being what 
you'd really describe as pretty and, despite her name and the Star of David 
pendant, having your quintessentially Jewish look. She and Tony had come up
here to visit her parents who'd moved up there on retirement, but intending 
to enjoy a quite memorable time travelling.  Their mutually shy glances and 
smiles indicated that frequent nooky was likely to be a major part of their 
memories.

  We shared a barbeque dinner and several bottles of  decent wine under the 
stars, enjoying the moment of transient friendship that holidaymakers make, 
but knowing it would evaporate at our parting the next day.

  I couldn't keep my eyes off Ruth's rather smaller boobs and,  on glancing 
over at Tony, found that he was quite taken with Deby's softer, more mobile 
mammaries. Ruth gave her a momentary smile of encouragement, which I wasn't 
meant to see,  getting him a gratuitous but artful eyeful of jiggling bosom 
while she leaned over the camp table washing the dishes. Ruth was similarly 
showing off her breasts as she dried, holding the dishes well away from her 
body as she wiped them under the glare of the Coleman lamp.       

  We retired around  midnight after several hours of enjoyable conversation 
and a display of extra-marital desire on the part of Tony and I.  It wasn't 
possible to know how the womenfolk viewed the matter of swinging sex, but I 
had a feeling that Ruth wasn't too fazed over the prospect of accommodating 
my organ. Mind you, I'd had a fair amount gargle by then so the thought may 
have arisen in the head of my dick.

  Deby climbed on to the bed naked, peering out the window at the other van 
from which the fervid sounds of sex emanated and seeing the vehicle rocking 
on its suspension. I switched off the light and joined her on the bed, both 
lying prone and grinning at Tony and Ruth's vigourous sexual fun. Deby made 
no sound as I moved over her and slid my warm tool into the gap between the 
top of her thighs and her buttocks to find the soft, moist cleft of her hot,
eager cunt. Lifting her bottom slightly allowed me to slide my prick inside 
her wet sheath, then tightly clamping her vagina on my tool as she chuckled 
lasciviously at the senation.  

  At first we just undulated our hips to slide my cock almost imperceptibly 
within her,  but as Ruth's impassioned cries found our ears, were motivated 
to much more ardent loving.  Deby momentarily wriggled out of my embrace to 
turn over, receiving my slippery dick within her again and lifting her legs 
to place her feet on the ceiling as I rammed her avid cunt.

  "Oooooh ye-es! Fuck me hard darling!" she cried without restraint, really
surprising me as I'd never heard her emit more than an excited gasp before.

  She continued to urge me on with salacious sounds as she hotly bucked and 
writhed passionately beneath my straining body,  her climax erupting with a 
delerious cry of pure bliss and  her painted nails raking my back while she 
convulsed repeatedly with the ecstacy of orgasm.  My own was a more subdued 
affair,  due to the wine and earlier efforts, no more than a minimal squirt 
into her womb. 

  Deby quickly drifted into slumber  while I lay wide awake in the darkness 
wondering about the changes in  my normally reserved and prudish wife who'd 
clearly enjoyed Tony's unabashed ogling of her sexily desirable form. Under 
normal circumstances, I realized, I'd have fantasized over shagging Ruth as 
I screwed with Deby,  but that night she got my complete attention with her 
extremely sensual and intense sexual energy.  However I revisited the clear
mental image from a brief view of Ruth's unclad charms, albeit a rear view, 
to try to imagine her tall, slender figure would feel beneath me for a nice
friendly, recreational fuck. Her hips were slimmer looking  than my wife's, 
but really quite close in size due to her tallness.  I did like a nice rear
and Ruth had a pair of firm, round pale buttocks. Despite the fact that she 
wore spectacles I found her very appealing and her glances at both  my face 
and shorts-front made me think  that the idea of a little extra-marital sex 
with me wasn't entirely out of the question. How nice it would be to have a 
bit of fun in the sun, I thought, all four of us frolicking in the warm sea 
and indulging in a little, adulterous excitement; if only Deby could now be 
persuaded to take that single last step to allow herself to experience free 
love.  If nothing else that night's events let me feel some optimism, but I 
wasn't holding my breath.

  In the morning we arose to find everything quiet next door, but as we ate 
breakfast, heard the other van driven away. Although we'd not discussed any 
plans for the day with Tony and Ruth I could see that Deby was as seriously
disappointed as I, having assumed at least a day of happy nude swimming and 
sunbathing with the other couple.

  The beach was deserted as they took a long walk to an outcrop of stone at 
the end of the bay then,  returning to a little forest of giant trees about 
three hundred metres from the vehicle and right down to the high water mark, 
they explored the deeply shaded area for flowers and fruit. As Deby closely
inspected a tiny fern I reached around her and slid my hands up beneath her 
crop top to fondle more than two large hands full of soft breast,  pressing 
my hips to her bottom to testify to my arousal and desire for her.

  "Over here," she smiled, indicating a huge fallen tree.

  We quickly shed our clothes and she leaned back provocatively on the log, 
rubbing her clitty and fingering her pussy, lifting one long leg and guided 
my pulsing penis into her oozing sheath as I stepped into her eager embrace. 
Our fierce shagging barely lasted seconds before we came simultaneously, my 
healthy gush of warm semen into her womb making her cry out joyously in her 
moment of ecstacy.  Without bothering to dress again we walked into the sea 
and swam.

  "I wonder how it would feel to make love in the water," I said to try and
discover her feelings on that matter.

  "Why don't we find out,"  she smiled suggestively,  "when you're up to it 
again."

  On returning to our camper I heard a motor vehicle approaching ours along 
the track and saw a big, orange, six-by-six, ex-military truck converted to 
a motorized home, drive up and park nearby. Two couples alighted and, after 
a look around,  proceeded to set up beach umbrellas and to carry eskys down 
there for a day's picnic. 

  A very elderly couple, they appeared to be well into their eighties, came 
striding along the beach, their bodies tanned mahogany by the tropical sun. 
When they returned from the fartherest end of the bay  they stopped briefly
to speak to the newcomers, then continued their walk before a trio of young 
ladies arrived and lay on the sand; one sunning herself entirely naked, her 
friends bare-boobed in thong monokinis. 

  We went back down and spread our towels on the sand where Deby pulled off 
her t-shirt to reveal herself in only an azure lycra sports brief of modest 
size, but revealing an appealing portion of her desirable buttocks.

  "Want to go swimming in the nick?" she grinned.

  "Yeah, but I'm going to disgrace us if I walk around like this,"  I shyly
chuckled, leaning back to show her the long bulge in my bathers.

  "Again?" she cried, feigning surprise. "What's happening to you."

  "Well, it's all your fault, you know. You're really too arousing with the 
stuff you're doing to me. "

  "I suppose I'd better fix it then,"  she giggled, getting to her feet and 
pulling me up  with her bosom swaying pendulously in my face before walking 
along to the spot where we'd swum earlier.

  Although we were still within sight of the people we'd just left, we were 
far enough away as to be unable to make out any real detail, making me more 
at ease about freeing my stiff willy in public. 

  In chest deep water we had a bit of a problem in keeping our balance in a 
noticable surge just out from the water's edge, but she wrapped her legs up 
around my hips and we leaned away from each other to achieve some degree of 
stability.  She reached down under her bottom and eagerly put my tumid knob 
against the cleft in her vulva, a downward wriggle getting a half my length 
inside her hot twat, the rest as I thrust my pelvis upward.

  "How's that feel?" she asked indelicately.

  "Great," I enthused.  "You can't imagine how hot your pussy feels inside, 
after the cool of the water."

  "Come on, do your bit," she urged me, tightening the grip of her legs and 
pulling my hips roughly to hers.

  "It feels funny doing it like this," I told her in an attempt to discover 
how she really felt about our recent sexual activity. 

  "Don't worry Robbie darling,"  she smiled affectionately. "I have no real
complaint whatever about a bit of outdoor, recreational sex. I really loved 
our quicky this morning; truly au naturel."

  I rammed up at her crotch as she sighed and gurgled happily at my efforts, 
apparently enjoying sex as a pastime at last, not just a marital obligation. 
We'd always approached our lovemaking somewhat formally in the past, so the 
last week had been great in having  her relaxed and doing those things that 
newlyweds usually try,  enjoying a spot of debauchery and not  worrying too 
much about the other might be feeling. It almost seemed that she'd suddenly 
become like one of my sex partners of recent times, although she hadn't yet 
committed herself to their freeloving ways. I was aching to ask her how she 
had felt about the prospect of our having a casual fling with our erstwhile 
companions, but kept silent in fear of her feeling that my query might have 
constituted more pressure to engage in swinging.

  Deby came explosively and gripped my body so hard that I just wasn't able 
to move much and consequently my climax barely shook  me, however I knew it 
was on tap that day, whenever I needed sex. On strolling back holding hands, 
my dangly bits in a suitably flaccid state for a public place,  we saw that 
Tony and Ruth had returned after replenishment of food, water and petrol at 
a nearby roadhouse.

  On seeing our nudity , Ruth happily shed her swimsuit and encouraged Tony 
to do the same  while I observed that she had a small gold stud through the 
top edge of her navel and nicely tanned, conical titties. I hoped that this 
might indicate a liberal attitude to extramarital loving and an opportunity 
to persuade Deby to try sex with another guy. I wasn't getting my hopes too 
high, but she had been seriously aroused by Tony's ogling over the previous 
evening if her performance in bed, for us both I assumed,  was any guide to
things. Likewise, it appeared that Ruth's readiness to allow me to hear her 
so ardently screwing and enjoy my interest in her lovely breasts might just 
be seen as a positive sign. 

  "I can't," he said mournfully. "I'm not in a fit state for general view."

  Deby giggled as she glanced at the tell-tale bulge of erect penis tenting 
the front of his tight bathers. "Robbie just had the same thing," she cried. 
"We went and dealt with it in the water up there."  

  "True?"  asked Ruth, leaning back on her elbows to give me a good look at 
her short fringed vulvar lips and small, dark, ovate muff. Because she wore 
shades it was impossible to know whether she'd flashed me deliberately, but 
the neatly trimmed pubic hair hinted at a positive answer.

  "Yep," said Deby. "It was a lot of fun and a new way to try it, for us."

  "I'm game," murmured Tony and led his eager wife away to the more private 
spot along the beach. 

  Although we couldn't see what they were doing at that distance, it seemed 
exciting to speculate on what was happening below the surface. In the other 
direction, the two blokes from the large caravan had moved a distance along 
the beach to fish with their long beach rods while their spouses sun-bathed 
with their bikini bra straps untied. An unexpectedly large wave caused them 
to hurriedly move further up the beach  before they realized that they were 
bare-breasted,  so they remained that way on going swimming and, after some 
giggling discussion, threw their discarded briefs up bt the umbrellas.

  When the other two returned Tony still had his bathers on. Deby suggested 
a picnic and we took eskys of food and drink to a spot under the  big trees 
along the beach.

  "You two certainly enjoyed yourselves in bed last night,"  chuckled Ruth. 
"Sounded like seriously sweaty shagging to us."

  "You should talk,"  giggled a pink faced Deby.  "You got Robbie all randy 
and he was an irresistable beast."

  "Yeah, Tony as well. He got the hots from staring at your tits and I  was 
ravished as a result."

  "They're animals aren't they," Deby grinned, still blushing deeply.

  "You didn't seem to be whinging too loudly about it last night," observed 
Tony straight-faced. "I just did my marital duty so as to not get a nagging 
about the shortage of nooky."

  "You fibber!"  cried Ruth, punching him on the shoulder. "I never nag you 
about that, you sex-fiend."

  "Me either agreed Deby. "He's always after it."

  "Looks like you're in trouble then Deby," sniggered Ruth when she glanced 
down at my rigid roger. "He's up and ready again."

  "Oh no!" gasped Deby in mock fright.

  "Time for a swim?" I grinned, attempting to break the ice. "How about you 
two then?" 

  "Could be fun," Ruth laughed lightly. "Coming darling?"

  Tony looked pretty uncomfortable as he removed his swimsuit for the first 
time to reveal his erect,  circumcised penis with a shiny silver ball about 
the size of a marble on each side of the pale pink knob.  It took me only a 
moment to realize that they were attached to the ends of a three centimetre 
shaft piercing his glans below the urethra, causing me to wince at the very
idea of having my own penis transfixed in that manner, although finding the 
concept very arousing. However, none of us seemed willing to delay having a 
spot of exhibitionistic sex then to discuss body piercing. It was important 
for us all to grasp the  moment as Deby had agreed to go a step further and 
perhaps another was in the offing, so long as the momentum was maintained.

  My hopes soared as Deby gently grasped my stiff prick and led me down the 
beach and into the warm, ocean waters.  I'd glanced back to see Ruth towing 
Tony in a similarly lascivious fashion, each woman seemingly keen to be the
first to get her cunt around her man's dick.

  "You got it in?" asked Ruth.

  "Yep, all the way," Deby responded happily. "All the way."

  "Ride it cowgirl," Tony grunted huskily, gripping her bottom as he thrust 
into her wet vagina in a gleefully energetic screw, as much for our benefit 
as theirs. 

  The others all found their first fucking in company to be a real turn on. 
Deby's slippery, wriggling body and complete absence of modesty thrilled me 
so intensely that it once again overrode my fantasy of getting my dick into 
Ruth's desirable snatch, her excitement entirely unreserved as she clung to 
me and moved her body so voluptuously that a long fuck was quite impossible. 
I came with a hot groan of pleasure and felt her body stiffen so blissfully 
around mine as she cried out and convulsed in orgasm.

  "Good?" asked Ruth of Deby when their senses eventually cooled.

  "Mmmmm," she intoned. "Lovely."

  Nobody wanted to break the spell in case  we could not repeat it for some 
reason, clinging together in the water until it seemed a little odd to stay 
any longer, then emerging for lunch and drinks. 

  "Did it hurt having your bellybutton pierced?" asked Deby.

  "A bit, but I love it now.  Tony wanted me to have a tattoo like his, but 
this is as far as I wanted to go because I have only just had my ears done. 
The navel stud was really daring for me."

  "Yeah, me too. Rob wants me to have a ring in my navel as well."

  "Do you? I can do it if you want."

  "Yeah, yeah, yeah," I panted. "Do it Deb, make me really horny."

  "You don't need that to be horny," she laughed lightly. "We'll see."

  Our attention then turned to Tony's knob,  pierced with what he called an 
'ampallang'.

  "That would definitely have hurt," I chuckled, looking pointedly at Deby, 
then indicating Tony's tool.

  "Yeah," he mumbled self-consciously,  "I was just going to have a smaller 
one through my foreskin,  but I'd had a few gargles with the blokes and let 
myself be talked into this. Mind you, after the bruising heals up it really 
enhances sensitivity in the knob."

  "How is it for you?" Deb asked Ruth. "When you're, you know, having sex."

  "Well, I'm fairly sure I can feel it, but it's hard to tell at first. I'm 
sure Tony would be only too pleased to demonstrate it if you ask him nicely. 
Then we could share notes and decide if it really can be felt."

  "Ru-uth!" Tony remonstrated. "You can't just go around offering our willy 
to all and sundry."

  "Why,"  she giggled with a blush. "I've watched you staring at Deby's sex 
bits since we met, so don't tell me you wouldn't jump at the chance to have 
it inside her."

  "Okay, so I won't tell you that then," he grimaced, slapping his forehead. 
"One can't take her anywhere there's strong drink being served."

  "Are you into swinging?" I asked ingenuously.

  "No, not yet anyway," replied Ruth. "We've talked it over and a couple we 
know wanted to try it with us, but I just wasn't able to go through with it 
as we were too close as friends. I really needed to hold to that particular 
friendship. Anyway, I guess it's fair to say that he's left the decision to 
me, you know, if or when I feel comfortable about meeting the right people, 
we'll try it if they're inclined."

  "Mmmm, Robbie's been at me to try it too," Deby told them in a low voice. 
"I worry about the consequences."

  "You're not taking up my offer then Deby?"

  "I didn't say that,"  she grinned and my heart leapt. "You'll want a quid 
pro quo, in the form of Robbie, I assume."

  "That'd be nice, thank you."

  Deby looked at me with one eyebrow raised in query.

  "It's entirely your decision darling," I told her quietly.

  "Well, I'd better not be a dog-in-the-manger about it then," she giggled. 
"You all look as if you're bursting to get on with it. So how will we do it, 
all together or seperately?"

  She had her knees drawn up, but feet apart,  to display her snatch in the 
manner Ruth had done.  She'd come a long way in just ten days and, although 
she wasn't yet as cool and confident about propositioning a bloke as Ronnie 
or Laurel, she was about to take an enormous step in that direction.  I was 
glad that I'd been patient and  not pressured her into swinging because she 
seemed to be so at ease at the prospect of actually enjoying her first fuck 
with Tony. While she appeared to be a bit shy about this thing I could feel 
that she was fully committed to going through with it and I then saw her in 
a different light;  the attractively loose manner in which my recent lovers 
had comported themselves in letting me know they were willing, as Ruth too, 
was doing.

  "Let's do it in the water again," suggested Ruth. "We all seemed to enjoy 
that and we can all be close to watch each other.  Tony's just dying to see 
me have it off with Rob, aren't you, sex fiend."

  We all clambered to our feet and Ruth boldly took a grip on my stiff tool 
and led me into the water with an affected wiggle of her pretty buttocks at 
Tony.  Deby took him in hand and followed closely,  pleased to find that he 
was as eager to sample her favours as he gripped her smooth left buttock in 
a manner which spoke volumes about the depth of sexual anticipation he felt, 
his hard dick jerking with excitement in her gentle grasp. After wading out 
to neck-depth there was a moment's hesitation due to our self-consciousness 
at just getting things together.

  "Are you ready for this?" I grinned and lifted Ruth to me by the waist. 

  "Okay," she giggled coyly and wrapped her lovely legs around my body. "Do 
your worst."

  Taking one hand from  my shoulder she reached down between us to grasp my 
member and guide the knob to her open vulva.  As my glans popped inside the 
yielding warmth of her pleasure pouch I drove my hips upward to fully enter 
her vagina,  feeling her tremble at the thrill of union.  She tightened our 
embrace with her arms, flattening her modest bosom on my chest and tenderly 
kissing my mouth with a very busy tongue on mine.  

  "Is he right in you too?" she asked Deby when we finally came up for air.

  She nodded, blushing hotly,  her body similarly arranged around Tony's in 
a complete sexual coupling.

  "Can you feel it?"

  Deby's face assumed a fixed expression as  she concentrated and tightened 
her vaginal muscles around his prick.  "I think so. It's hard to tell," she 
said slowly with a slight frown.

  "Are you enjoying yourself, my darling?" I asked her in a warmly intimate 
whisper.

  Deby nodded reservedly. "You?"

  I grinned happily.

  "It is nice," Ruth interrupted with a giggle. "It's really exciting to be 
so naughty. Now fuck me Robbie; I want to be shagged in a  memorable manner 
on my first adulterous nooky."

  She leaned back at arms length, her breasts lolling half out of the water, 
encouraging me to thrust vigourously into her juicy pussy by tightening and 
relaxing her encircling legs. Her boyish hips rolled and jerked as my solid 
organ slid deliciously in and out of her sucking sheath.

  "Oh no! Please no-o-o!" she cried in disappointment, but to no avail as a 
hot spasm of climax wrenched her body, then repeated convulsions of ecstacy. 
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," she gabbled as her orgasm abated.
  
  When she'd cooled I began thrusting once again and quickly came,  despite 
my earlier sexual bouts, stiffening with orgasm as she held me tightly in a 
quivering, emotional embrace as my spasms of bliss peaked, then subsided.  

  "I am sorry Robbie," she breathed, red faced.

  "It's okay," I smiled amiably.  "I wasn't going to last very much longer. 
Anyway,  practicing to last should be lots of fun, shouldn't it?"  She then 
kissed me firmly on the mouth before we turned to see how  our spouses were 
faring,  Deby surprising me with her enthusiastic enjoyment of an energetic 
rogering at Tony's hands, bucking furiously with a pleasure that she seemed 
to have only recently found in our sexual games and,  uncharacteristically, 
giving voice to her erotic sensations. He too was then grunting and gasping 
manfully at the delicious, rhythmic pounding of their nether parts; clearly 
delighting in sharing his first extramarital fuck with a woman who appeared 
to  enjoy sex and know how to bring out the best in a man. 

  "I'm going to come Tony!" she cried unabashedly.

  "Ye-es, yes, it's okay!"  he gasped before thrusting his hefty penis deep 
inside her and  stiffening ecstatically as she gripped so hard as to bruise 
his arms when she too came with a series of blissful convulsions. 

  "Well, that didn't take long,"  chuckled Ruth in voicing a vague sense of 
disappointment which we all felt over how quickly their coupling had passed. 
"I was so excited  that I just couldn't hold off.  I'll do much better next 
time. I do hope I'm not being too previous in thinking about a next time at 
this moment."

  "No, not at all,"  replied Deby, to whom that comment had been addressed. 
"I think it's entirely appropriate under prevailing circumstances."

  "How d'you mean?" I asked.

  "I mean that a tropical beach, sun and nudist swimming add up to a single 
concept; free love, to my mind anyway. It all feels absolutely right to me, 
here and now."

  "No regrets?"

  "None," she told me firmly, "but how do you feel about my loss of my good 
matronly virtue?"
 
 "Love it," I grinned. "And I'm rally so glad you've found it to be a truly 
positive experience, it didn't put you off."

  "Well it didn't, in any way at all, as you can see, so now you'll have to 
get used to the idea of sharing me with other blokes, now you've made me go 
this far."

  "Right Tony," Ruth chimed in. "If I turn into a very naughty nympho, just 
remember who first suggested swapping sex partners."

  "I won't complain," murmured Tony laconically. "I'd like to see you being 
a bit slutty at last."

  She poked out her tongue at him and feigned a huffy look.

  "Would you?" asked Deby.

  "Well maybe not seriously slutty, but, you know,  a bit flirty and making 
it obvious that a bit of casual nooky isn't entirely out of the question if 
the guy plays his cards right."

  He looked at me for support.

  "Yeah," I agreed quietly. "I'd like to see Deby like that; an essentually 
ladylike woman, but not the kind to merely reject a proposition out of hand. 
A hint of sinfulness, maybe sexual liberation, just below the surface." 

  They looked pleased with themselves, no longer just 'the little woman' in
our lives,  but full partners in whatever sexual undertakings we'd turn our 
hands at. I was seeing Deby differently then; no longer the stolid, prudish 
wet blanket upon my desires,  but a willing player in adulterous games. She 
and Ruth had both obviously found a real satisfaction in enjoying and being 
enjoyed by a new sexual partner who clearly fancied her body at least and I 
worried for a moment that I may have unleashed a monster that I mightn't be 
able to control in future. But then I was getting ahead of myself, I under-
stood, as time would reveal whether or not she would go on with matters and 
accomodate other men, who took her fancy, in the future.

  Having broken the ice,  in the sexual sense,  we were happy to eat, drink 
and talk for several hours before we coupled again.  Ruth asked if I minded 
if Tony photographed us in the act. 

  "You can hide your face,"  she assured me. "I just have to have a snap to 
show Julie, in case we don't get another chance to swap."

  Deby thought it was a fantastic idea as she'd  wanted a memento of Tony's 
pierced dick in her snatch; with just the tip in her vulvar cleft, then the 
whole thing chock-a-block. 

  We took our gear into the trees to  the fallen log and set up our cameras 
which, to make things easier,  were equipped with infra-red, remote shutter 
operation. Between a few drinks and with a great deal of levity, we snapped 
ourselves in all kinds of positions as a happy team of suckers, fuckers and 
fondlers; beginning with me fingering Deby's clitty as she stroked my stiff 
tool, Ruth and Tony similarly engaged, then swapping partners.  Both ladies 
kneeled to suck penises, were snapped, before we swapped back again for the 
reverse photos. And so it went, our females performing lasciviously as they 
alternatively took our penises into their wet and easy vaginas,  until Ruth 
told me she wanted 'to be fucked now please'.

  "Yeah, me too," I heard Deby tell Tony as she knelt astride his hips with 
his dick entirely within her pussy. 

  They rocked and rolled  their hips to slide our hard  pricks inside their 
drooling cunts,  sighing delightedly with swaying, jiggling breasts as they 
sought sexual release from a couple of hours' erotic titillation. It wasn't 
enough for me and I embraced Ruth tightly to reverse our positions, lifting 
her ankles to my shoulders and slapping my taut belly down on the wet backs 
of her sweaty thighs as I thrust into her avid cunt. Tony emulated me and I 
watched my spouse happily receiving an  equally vigourous pounding from his 
strong hips.

  Out of pure, personal pride I was determined not to come first and was in 
danger of turning my scrotum inside-out when Tony gave one last huge thrust 
and lay forward on Deby as he went taut and squirted just a splash of semen 
into her womb. Her response was an excited cry as her rigid body shook with 
convulsions of exquisite, erotic sensation, clutching at him in her sensual
delirium. Then it was our turn as our bodies locked in an ecstatic fever of 
sweaty spasms as wave after wave of bliss shook us. I'd cooled more quickly 
than Ruth who jerked and shuddered long after I was still, until she kissed 
me deeply to say thanks. 

  "That was so-o delicious," she sighed at last and we all agreed, engaging 
in a kissing round-robin as we lay with our sex-organs still coupled.

  We carried our stuff back to the beach and swam to cool off, had a couple 
more drinks and another submarine fuck before driving into the local hamlet 
to book into the caravan park to enjoy long, hot showers followed by a good 
cantonese restaurant meal.  As we strolled back I felt similarly to the way 
I'd done after kissing Deb on the first occasion; excited and in love, with 
both women. I don't know why I'd felt nothing before,  but assume it had to 
do with Deby's non-participation in my earlier swinging. 

  Anyway, it felt wonderful to have my arm around another woman whom I knew 
intimately, hers around me and the other around Deby who was in turn linked 
to Tony. We went aboard our camper and I poured wine for all as we chatted. 
I asked Tony about the smaller penile decorations and he went to fetch them 
from their vehicle.

  It was,  as he'd said,  a slightly smaller version of his own with only a 
two millimetre shaft between the one centimetre balls. 

  "You want it? We can put it in for you if you like," he told me.

  "How long would I be off sex?" I asked him.

  "Not at all. This just goes through your foreskin, under the knob."   

  "I might get you to pierce my earlobe first; see how it feels," I said.

  Deby gave Ruth a gold training stud and a big bodkin from her sewing kit. 
Tony whetted the point on a little kitchen stone,  cut off most of it's eye 
and put it into a jar lid of alcohol for Ruth. She held my right earlobe in 
tweezers and quickly thrust the needle's point through at the crease in the 
flesh. I felt nothing initially, but when the alcohol reacted with the tiny 
wound and stung me severely. I didn't complain and she obviated any further 
discomfort by drying the needle, coating it with antiseptic ointment before 
drawing it almost completely through and pushing it out with the tip of the 
thick stud.  She clicked the clip on behind my ear and it was all done, I'd 
become rather bohemian,  enjoying the look in the mirror and thought it was 
time to get my gear off in view of what was in store for me. 

  Tony was next;  Ruth fitting his earlobe with the twin of  my stud before 
turning on Deby to have a stud over her bellybutton. She wasn't at all keen 
on that idea,  but relented when I agreed to  have the ampallang through my 
foreskin, although I had to be first. Ruth discovered two tiny meat skewers 
which she'd fitted tightly together with  elastic bands around their shafts 
and separated slightly with a matchstick between the rings. This device had 
been cooling in the freezer for a while and stung as she fitted it over the 
section of my foreskin arising  from the cleft in the underside of my knob, 
flattening and stretching it like a drumskin as Deby removed the match.

  "Feel that?" asked Ruth, just touching the taut flesh with the very point 
of the needle.

  "Barely," I responded, feeling a sharp pain as she penetrated my foreskin 
and drew the needle through.

  One ball had been removed from the ampallang and replaced by a sharp cone 
which Ruth quickly thrust through the wound through my penis.  She held the 
foreskin tightly over the remaining ball when Tony unclipped the point with 
his long-nose pliers and replaced the sphere before removing the improvised 
stretching rings from my penis. There was a moment of discomfort before the 
it went away under the influence of the oral analgesic I was taking.

  Ruth cleaned and readied the implements before smiling evilly at Deby who 
was admiring my newly decorated erection.

  "Your turn Debs,"  she laughed before my spouse took off her top to allow 
unrestricted access to her navel. 

 Using a cotton bud dipped in gentian violet, Ruth marked the middle of the 
upper lip of Deby's navel where a narrow crease marked her flesh.  When the 
rings of the makeshift skin-stretcher were clamped above and below the spot 
it became a pair of separated  cresents around the point to be pierced.

  "Feel this?" enquired Ruth as she pressed the needle tip into that spot.

  "No," answered Deby before crying out sharply as Ruth pressed down again. 
"Yes, that time!"

  "You do it, love," Ruth ordered Tony when she pulled hard outwards on the 
stretcher as he forced the tip of the pliers holding the needle firmly down 
while Deby cried out even louder at the pain.

  A kind rigid base was needed to minimize the stretching of her belly so I 
moved the open mouth of the alcohol bottle against Deby's abdomen and under
the clamp. When she stood on tiptoe and Ruth pulled outward, everything was 
lined-up and I gave the pliers a good, sharp tap as the needle slid through 
the flesh to elicit another short cry from Deby. Tony pulled the shaft down
and through and pushed another thick gold stud into the tight hole, putting 
the clip on and removing the clamp. After all the pain I was surprised that 
Deby seemed so pleased with herself as she checked  out her new piercing in 
the mirror, wiggling her botton salaciously in moving about before it.

  "Now I want to see what it feels like inside me,"  Deby said loudly while 
fondling my uptilted cock.

  She unzipped her skirt and dropped it to reveal that she'd  earlier dined 
and walked around town without knickers,  leaning back on the kitchen bench 
with her legs apart in invitation.  With her tall heels on she was a little 
taller than I as I shuffled in between her smooth thighs,  my prick sliding 
under her moist crotch to be squeezed hard  between her lower buttocks when 
she clamped her rectal sphincter.

  "Come on," she breathed, shamelessly grasping my cock and sliding my knob 
forward along her juicy vulvar cleft until it caught at the junction of her 
inner labia to be guided upward and into her willing sheath  where she used 
her vaginal muscles to feel for the balls.

  "Feel it?" enquired Ruth who'd just undressed herself, save for her shoes 
and was feeding Tony's hard tool into her wet love tunnel. 

  "Think so," Deby said slowly, eyes shut tightly as she felt for it.

  "Try feeling at the front of your pussy, I can definitely feel it there."

  I was forced to withdraw so that only a third of my length was inside her. 
She clamped with her muscles and gave a delighted cry. "I can feel that." I 
then had to slide my dick in and out slowly to allow her to determine where 
it could be felt and where it couldn't.

  Tony and I were also obliged to swap places in our wives' pussies as they 
strove to determine the degree of tactility at the various depths of penile 
penetration, mutually watching their snatches with fascination as we shoved 
and pulled our lovewands for them. My new piercing didn't really hurt so it 
wasn't actually a chore to be embracing two women who were quite enjoying a 
bit of unabashedly overt group sex.

  Ruth felt things happening and began telling Tony,  who was inside her at 
the time, to "ram me, fuck me, ooh fuck me hard!". Deby went along with her 
and they were soon both urging us to screw them to a standstill as they met 
our thrusting hips with their own deliriously rotating bottoms. With vulgar 
cries of ecstacy they came almost simultaneously,  becoming rigid and hotly
jerking while we gave them our final, lewdly lusty thrusts, then convulsing 
repeatedly in the throes of abandoned pleasure.  

  "Well I've got to drive first tomorrow," moaned Tony as we sat around the 
breakfast booth having our last drinks. "Would you like a last nooky before 
turning in."

  Deby nodded her agreement and they went and lay on the bed where they got 
into some serious snogging and fondling.

  "It's been fun Robbie," Ruth told me softly. "I hope we can catch up with
you both again before getting home."

  "Me too," I said sincerely. "You feel so great and move so deliciously. A 
longer period would be nice."

  "I'm glad we came back.  We weren't sure whether you and Deby were a real 
prospect for swapping, but we both fancied both of you and actually felt no 
hesitation over swinging. We only had a day, so we're going to be late now. 
It was a bit of a risk, but one I'm glad we took."

  "What, even after last night's flirting show." 

  "Well you never know.  We were afraid you might have been teasers because 
you didn't suggest anything last night."

  "You know why that was."

  "You were in the same situation,I know, but we didn't then.  Anyway, it's 
really been lovely, when we finally sorted things out."

  Deby and Tony had enjoyed another energetic farewell nooky and were quiet 
by then; gently snoring with their arms around each other.

  "We better go to our camper," smiled Ruth. "We won't get either a naughty
or a snooze here."

  She took my hand and led me across to her bed, both of us still nude from 
our earlier sexual efforts,  where we lay langourously kissing each other's 
body. I ate her pussy until she came before moving up alongside and sliding 
my cock into her juicy snatch.

  "I feel truly wonderful," she murmured sleepily. "I really can't remember 
a day like today where I spent so long at quality sex and in breaking every 
rule in the book without an iota of guilt. They tell me that Catholic guilt 
is bad, but Jewish angst is a lot worse because it's chronic and can not be 
absolved by any quick confession."

  As she spoke we gently undulated our joined hips to enjoy the pleasure of 
being coupled. I don't remember any climax, but I half woke in the very wee 
hours to find us still coupled as she slid her cunt on my tool and I joined 
her in a relaxed morning glory. The same occurred at sunrise and I did come, 
while hearing Deby sluttishly  urging Tony to 'fuck her really hard' in the 
adjoining vehicle.

  We all breakfasted together before sadly bidding farewell, hoping to meet 
once more somewhere on our trek.