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You would think it was a scene out of the movie Thelma and Louise the way the two were racing down the road, jabbering up a storm. Night was closing in as Pet and Kat made their way home from Paradise Lakes, but their excitement kept them wide awake, comparing notes in a constant stream of talking and laughter. They couldn't believe that they actually had done it, but now it was over, and the thrill was more than expected. Hesitation and several moments of almost turning back filled their morning. However, the rest of the day was entirely different as the women couldn't contain their enthusiasm of finding a whole new world of recreation and discovery.
The reason that Kat brought it up in the first place was that John had been suggesting for years that they visit one of the many nudist resorts in the area, but she had always resisted. After years of badgering, Kat had taken to giving the excuse that if she ever did such a thing, she would only do it in the company of a close female friend. After the other night when she told her husband the story of how she got her all over tan, she included details of the bet she made with Pet. John was all over that idea like a duck on a June Bug, and congratulated her for her ingenuity. Of course, he only wished that he could go along, but he figured that it was a step in the right direction, and, if she felt comfortable with a friend, then she just might like it. And, if she liked it, then the next trip would be as a couple, and the end justified the means.
As it turned out, the women were not only comfortable, but they were thrilled. They didn't know they could feel that secure, that open, and that free being nude in front of strangers, but, as first timers, they were paid extra attention by the staff. Shortly after arriving at the gate and explaining that it was their first visit, they were directed to the main office where they were met by a lovely lady about their own age, sans clothing. She was so bright and cheerful that their inhibitions melted when she suggested they get comfortable by disrobing before she gave them a guided tour. Their hostess was thoughtful enough to fill them in on basic etiquette such as always sit on your own towel, and just don't do anything that you wouldn't want done in return. It was that simple.
The formula seemed to work without a flaw, and they toured the property, seeing the facilities, and learning about nude recreation. They saw families and singles, lakes and pools, condos and campers, bars and restaurants, and even the various shops available. Now this was not what everyone thinks of as a nudist colony. They didn't see any colonists, they saw resort guests. Everyone was doing what normal resort guests did, the only difference being that everyone was naked. After completing the tour and being left on their own, Kat and Pet chose to take advantage of a paddleboat to take a trip around the lake. The feeling of leaving their belongings and clothes locked in their car while they paddled hundreds of yards away nude and helpless was shocking and incredible. On the other hand, it was totally thrilling.
After passing others on the lake and waving their greetings, they returned to shore and took up residence by the crystal perfect pool. By now the heat of the day and exposure to the sun prompted the need for a drink, which they obtained from the adjacent bar. Everyone was so friendly and courteous that they wondered why they held such inhibitions for all their years. Shortly after noon, they wandered over to the snack bar where they bought sandwiches and cups of wine before settling at a nearby table. Their quest for seeing naked men was fulfilled, but the hype wasn't there. That is, until their table was almost knock over by a man carrying musical equipment to be set up for evening's entertainment. The club had hired a band to play during their "Caribbean Nights" week, and they procured the services of a steel drum band.
The man apologized profusely, brought his load to its intended location, and then returned insisting on replacing the drinks that he had spilled. The women graciously accepted, and sat back collectively drawing in their breadth while the man pulled up a stool from the nearby bar, fetched drinks for the three of them, and introduced himself. He was young, sat on the stool with left foot on the ground and right on a rail of the stool. His skin was glistening in the bright sun, and was black as the ace of spades. His posture didn't go unnoticed, since it caused his thick oversized dick to droop enticingly flanked by two smooth black balls. If one could read the women's thought bubbles, well.... they wouldn't have been thinking about suntan lotion. The man seemed nice enough, and they became quite comfortable having the conversation. An interesting tidbit was that Pet, in her excitement to please Rick, hadn't made the connection between shaving her pussy and spending the day at the nudist resort. By the time it dawned on her that she was truly naked from the neck down, she was already walking around the property with their hostess. Fortunately, she discovered that many other women also shaved (or at least were closely cropped), and her appearance was more of a personal grooming choice than anything else. Even though Pet knew she was accepted this way, she couldn't shake the feeling of being more exposed than Kat. As she sat talking with their new friend, Pet felt herself being not only verbally interrogated about who she was, but she also began to feel the same thing visually. Trying desperately to hide her glances at the piece of man meat in front of her at eye level, she occasionally caught the man stealing a glance at her breasts and pussy. Now, this is a totally normal thing at a place like this, but it gave Pet a sense of attractiveness in a new and strange way. Several times she dared to spread her legs slightly as she sat awkwardly in the chair, and noticed that it solicited a quick glance from the man. Then, boldly, she turned her chair to face the man, feigning an interest in the conversation, and folded one leg underneath her at the same time. The effect was to open her crotch and pussy lips, totally exposing herself to the stranger with a clear view. Like a moth to the flame, the man's eyes locked on target as she had planned. She felt wild with attention, fraught with a sense of naughtiness, but, at the same time, like a cock-tease in total control. Pet could swear she noticed the man's dick twitch, but she dare not confirm it with a long stare.
Kat noticed the game that Pet was playing, and giggled while making some totally innocuous remark. It really didn't matter, for the conversation continued along the same lines without really being heard. Pet snapped out of her revere when she heard Kat saying, "Ok. Are we all on the same side?" Kat had just agreed to a game of the nudist national sport volleyball. Only, this game was to have a twist, and be played in the lake. The resort had surrounded a portion of the lake with a floating dock, and installed an alligator fence around the perimeter to keep out the unfriendly critters. The area was double-checked to make sure, and about 15 to twenty people took to the water. The women had oiled up, and joined in the play. The lake bottom provided varying water depth, so they stood anywhere from just below their breasts to just below their pussies in water. It didn't really matter, for they were having such a delightful time with the non-serious competition that they hardly noticed each other. Occasional glances added to the spice when wet bodies bounced and jiggled, and breasts as well as cocks flopped about in efforts to get the ball. The two felt totally decadent and totally young at the same time, an odd mix that defies description.
The entire day had been filled with similar experiences, even the occasion to purchase a few items from the lingerie shop on premises. The store was owned by a couple of women who specialized in coverings that enhanced the wearer's exposure. Now go figure! At any rate, by the time they approached home, they were making plans on returning with or without their husbands. They were also planning on making their whole bet a win-win situation by arranging that barbecue and hot tub get together for the next weekend.

By the time the weekend rolled around, everyone knew what to expect except Rick. He was busy being happy with Pet's new look, and seemed to be in a perpetual state of arousal. Things were going so well, in fact, that Pet decided that she was having fun stringing Rick along with her sexual games, and she had a well planned agenda when she would feed him more information to keep the spice alive and to manage their sexual growth. She liked that idea, and felt that it was the female responsibility to control that area of the marriage, and so far she had been quite successful. Her writing was selling briskly, and her personal adventures were met with wholehearted acceptance and encouragement. Now for the next step.
When Pet and Rick arrived, they found Kat and John busily working on preparing the meal. Kat and Pet stayed in the kitchen, while Rick and John spent their time preparing the fire. Margaritas were the chosen drink of the day, and they were blended by the gallon. After two drinks apiece, the couples started feeling the effects, which were enhanced by the unusual heat of the day. Even though evening was taking over, the warmth prompted Kat to make the suggestion.
"I don't know about the rest of you, but I could do with a little less modesty and change into something more comfortable. How about it, Pet?"
Pet responded that they didn't bring any other clothing, to which Kat said that she had an extra bikini that Pet could borrow, and that Rick and John would probably be fine in just their shorts. So as the women raced into the bedroom to change, the men removed their shirts and sandals, and waited on the edge of the pool. When the girls returned, they each had on a string bikini, thong style. They paraded along the pool, making sure the guys got a good look at their tanned buns, and slipped down the stairs of the pool into the water.
"Well, which one of you gentlemen will fetch us some more to drink?" Pet asked. Neither of the men wanted to get up because of their obvious boners, but John finally volunteered.
"Not as big," Pet said to Kat.
"Definitely not. Color and texture are different too," Kat replied smirking.
"Well, you'll just have to prove it to me."
"That was the idea, after a little preparation."
"What are you two talking about?" asked Rick. "You'd think you were in a world of your own."
"Of course we are, but we plan on sharing," said Pet, and with that, the two women, each taking one of Rick's arms, pulled him forward into the pool. John approached with the drinks, placed them on the pool's edge, and said, "Oh, what the hell. I might as well join the party." It wasn't quite a cannon ball, but he did make quite a splash.
The two couples cavorted about the pool, dipping and diving under water, and taking the opportunity to cop a feel of their counterpart's wet body. The play was all innocent enough, but it afforded plenty of opportunity for hands to slip, and for the occasional grab to be intentionally misplaced. The games were fueled by continuous drinking, which made the blood carry the calming effects of the alcohol more rapidly through the system. Sure enough, the guys got the idea of throwing the wives into the air like they would with a child, only this time it had an unexpected result. As she landed in a backward dive, Pet was the first to have her bikini top float to the surface. Intentionally not being fast enough to retrieve the top, John grabbed the top and flung it all the way to the house.
"Not fair!" cried Rick, who immediately started untying Kat's top. "If my wife goes topless, then so does yours," he continued as he removed her top without resistance, and flung out of the pool.
The wives smiled and teased Rick and John with their half nakedness saying, "that's just like men, always doing half a job!" The race was on as the women sprinted away from their husbands, full knowing what should come next. The challenged men looked at each other, and with courage from the drinks, took off after the wives. They decided to team up, and cornered Kat first. Seconds later, her bikini bottom joined her top near the house, and she was left swimming nude. Triumphantly, the men pursued the next target, and chased Pet until she caught them. Struggling only enough to make sure John was the one to hold her from behind, grabbing the only two handles on her front, she almost helped Rick in his efforts to strip her of her bottoms. Now the two ladies were naked, and ready for their turn.
Without so much as a stop to catch their breadth, Pet shouted, "turn about is fair play," and the female team set upon Rick. Impaired by the drinks, his attempt to escape only aided the girl's efforts to strip his shorts and fling them from the pool. Turning like a pack of huntresses, they went after John next, who had no desire to be the only one with clothes, and by the time they reached him, he tossed his own shorts out of the water.
The two couples now swam naked in the refreshing water, cuddling and cavorting in their newfound freedom. The men's eyes strained to see the forbidden territory of their friend's wife, and the wives made no effort to hide their interest in their neighbor's manhood. The two women even joked about showing off their husband's equipment to each other, then traded teases by showing off themselves. The feeling was truly good, and the only question out of every one's mouth was to ask why they hadn't done this before. The wives had preplanned it all, but they were far from done. The drinks had done their magic in relaxing the mind and easing the tension, so the plan was working. There was one more promise that the wives had made to each other, and was yet to be fulfilled.
"C'mon, Rick, you can help with the drinks," said Kat as she seductively climbed the stairs from the pool holding Rick's hand. He followed obediently, and the two naked figures strolled to the bar leaving the other two in the water. Kat took every opportunity to brush against Rick's cock, and it grew to half-mast in appreciation of the attention. Pet and Kat had intentionally left the ice bucket mostly empty, which played nicely into their plans.
"Oh, shoot! We're out of ice," said Kat loud enough for all to hear.
Pet, who was sitting next to John on the pool stairs, took the cue as she spoke without removing her hand from John's thigh under water, "Rick, honey, do us a favor. Race home and grab our ice tray from the fridge.....please." Her tone was innocent, pleading, and said with an irresistible pout. "And while you're there, grab some dry clothes for us. Okay?" How could he resist? In a daze of excitement, he slithered into his wet shorts and promised to be back in a flash.
Rick no sooner closed the door before Kat had eased herself back into the water on the opposite side of her husband, and set the refreshed, very strong drinks along side the trio. The devilish look in the women's eyes told John that something was up, and that fact was confirmed when Pet eased her hand over his cock. What was a moment ago semi-rigid now sprang to life with pulses of blood coursing through the bulging veins. John couldn't believe that his neighbor was caressing his shaft in full view of Kat, but nothing was said as the two women began their work. Pet let go for a moment and stood straight up next to John. With her tanned bare pussy only inches from his eyes, she spread out a towel on the pool's edge, and invited him to join her sitting on the side. As he did, Kat followed by swinging his legs out of the water, and, with Pet's help, had her husband on his back with stiff cock pointing to the sky. John's look of questioning was answered with Kat's kiss, then smothering his face with a taste of tit. As he eagerly sucked in the tiny nipple, he felt a pair of lips engulfing his penis. Warm and moist, Pet's mouth descended on John's meat, and the sensation of having his member sucked by his neighbor's wife while his own wife helped was mind boggling.
"Just relax and enjoy," he heard Kat's soft voice say. His moan and closed eyes were her only answer as he drifted off to his fantasy world. Kat watched as Pet's head bobbed up and down slowly on the new white meat, laving it with saliva, and bringing it to a hardness that he hadn't known for a long time. It wasn't the sensation as much as it was the newness. Some one unknown, some one once forbidden from longing stares was now sucking his cock, and in full view and approval of the one who would forbid it. He mouthed Kat's tit lovingly, and sucked in her pre-milk like never before. She could tell that he was totally under their control, and that she was giving him the gift of pure love and pure trust.
Only moments passed when Pet's head seemed to rotate and Kat's tit was removed. In it's place, Pet slowly lowered her hairless slit to meet his lips, and her juices flowed in anticipation of being eaten. Another loud moan and both Pet and John were excitedly feeding on each other's genitals in a passionate sixty-nine. Kat leaned back, stroking all she could of both bodies, feeling both tits and balls as she watched the decadent show. She knew that in moments her best friend would be tasting her husband's seed, as it was pumped fresh from his balls to her awaiting mouth. There was fire in Pet's body as she pressed her pussy lips to John's tongue. She desperately wanted to be eaten by a strange man, and her wish was coming true. Her body writhed in pleasure, and she worked her creamy smooth thighs around John's ears, crushing her clitoris against his teeth, gums or anything he wished to use on her.
It was a sight made in heaven as the menage a trois continued. The first time always seems the best, or at least the most uncontrollable. Within moments, Pet began to whimper with excitement. Louder and louder, faster and faster until both she and her lover exploded simultaneously. Electric shocks pierced her body causing it to stiffen and shake in orgasm at the very moment that she felt the first burst of hot semen hit her throat. John's balls pumped like they never had before, and it seemed that he wanted his seed to shoot clear to her womb by way of her mouth. Pet was unique in her own way, for as John pumped his hot seed in her mouth, she let go with a gush of cum all her own. Some women are known to squirt, and Pet is one of them. Her feminine juices flooded John's mouth, pouring over his surprised tongue and filling his mouth. The taste was incredible, and John's shock was only surpassed by his thoughts not to waste a drop. Both partners sucked on the other's genitals for all they were worth, and were rewarded by flowing love juices meant solely for their moment of lust. Pet's head swam in realization that she had just blown her best friend's husband, and John reveled in the wickedness of performing in front of his approving wife.
Kat was beside herself with excitement as she watched the two slowly descend their mountain of passion, followed by Pet rolling slowly to her side. John's face was inches from Pet's well eaten child snatch, and Pet's hand was still firmly grasping the base of John's cock, not allowing it to soften after it had spewed. The only answer to the scene was Kat's warm lips as she leaned to first kiss her husband, then to kiss her best friend. Her smiles said it all, that she was happy watching, and that she felt the warm glow of their deepened trust in each other. The three remained silent for a moment, hugging and stroking, then finally sat up to wet their parched mouths. Slowly, Pet and John slid into the pool to join Kat who had been dangling on the edge all this time. They returned to the stairs and sat in silence, taking deep gulps of the strong liquor in their hands.
"Well, that didn't take too long did it?" Rick said cheerfully as he burst through the sliding door. The three in the pool grinned widely, as Pet and John got nakedly out of the water and walked over to the bar.
"Not long at all, dear," Pet said in an unusually cheerful tone. "Let's get these drinks chilled, and let's get you back out of those clothes."
Rick didn't need a second invitation, and Kat stared as Rick's semi-hard on sprang from his shorts. He caught Kat staring and said, "Sorry. I guess my mind was on...well, you know."
"I wouldn't expect anything less," responded Kat. "In fact, I expect something more."
"What?"
"Damn!" Pet interrupted before more could be said. "Now we're out of olives. I know you're out, Kat, but I know we have more at home. John, would you give Rick a break by being a love and going to our house for more?" She winked at John as she spoke, and whispered instructions in his ear. The message was loud and clear, and, having just had the first shot, he eagerly agreed saying that he might have trouble finding them, but wouldn't come back without them. This time the strong drink was made especially for Rick, and as John departed, the Pet and Rick returned to the pool for fun and games.
Moments later, the scene of sexual re-awakening was being repeated with Kat going down on Rick as Pet stroked her husband and her best friend. Rick was beside himself when Kat lowered her equally bare pussy onto his eager tongue, and fit in the exact mold that was created minutes before by the opposite couple. Not only were they swapping wives, but it was the wives doing the swapping and combining at the same time. Leave it to the women to arrange the perfect social event. Pet watched, dangling in the water and hanging onto the pool's edge as Kat had done. She thrilled in a different excitement as her mind, instead of her body, was filled with sights and sounds of passion. Her near scream signaled a second orgasm while she fingered herself at the scene, and the rush was exceeded only by the two bodies before her writhing in uncontrolled release. Pet could see Rick's cock swell, then pulse as he pumped Kat's mouth with his hot sperm, and she could see the juices smeared over his face as Kat jerked her hairless opening over his nose.
They had all succeeded in their personal quests. Pet and Kat had verbalized theirs, and had fulfilled their plans in the most exquisite fashion. It couldn't have been better if they had choreographed and rehearsed the scene before the actual performance. For John and Rick, it was a dream come true, a fantasy that defied their wildest dreams. Well, almost their wildest, for this was only fuel for a growing fire. Little did the men know how wild their dreams could get, and little did they know how fearful it would be for them to become reality. There was much more to come, and this was only the tip of the iceberg. For the time being, they were dealing with the reality that they had just been seduced by their friend's wife, and, with full consent and encouragement of the own wife. What could be better?
"Any one for desert?" John said cheerfully as he emerged from the house naked, carrying an ice cream cake. "I couldn't find the olives, but I did find this. How about an after dinner drink?"
"We haven't even eaten yet," blurted Rick.
"Well, the look on Kat's face tells me that you have, my friend. I believe we all have." They all laughed, and settled around the patio table to enjoy desert. No one bothered to dress.