For the past several months, our friends Jim and Donna have been exploring the joys sex with me and my wife, Lisa. We have paired off and grouped in every possible combination. This past November, we thought it would be fun to escape the Thanksgiving day snooze fest and get away. We went to a resort in the Bahamas, were we shared a bungalow on the beach. It wasn't large, but it was fairly secluded and I couldn't wait for some beach sex among the four of us.

On the first night, we decided to have a little fun at the resort's dance club. Lisa and Donna would go in together and then Jim and I. We were going to act like a couple of studs picking up two strangers. First, of course, Lisa and Donna had to get noticed and maybe turn down a few others. That was the plan, anyway, but it didn't quite work out that way. A petite 5'3" brunette, Lisa does not look like a 40 year old.

She has toned legs and arms and a perfect round soft place topped off with large round 36D breasts.

For our little game in the club, she wore a blue dress that came down mid thigh and had a clingy halter top that was cut deep to expose maximum cleavage. Donna, 5'8" with short black hair, was lean and fit with perky 34B's that stood out on their own.

She had on a black mini skirt that barely covered her tight soft place and bandeau tope exposing lots of flesh.

As it happened, Jim and I went in first. We wore shorts and t-shirts and gave the general impression of a couple of old beach bums. The long bar was slightly raised allowing a good look at the tables and dance floor. A DJ was churning out the usual mindless pop and a small group of people were out on the floor. I would guess that most of the people were European, judging from the accents, but there was a group of 7 young American men. I soft placeumed they were college students, because several of them were wearing identical franternity shirts. We sat at the bar and ordered drinks. About 5 minutes later, Lisa and Donna swept into the room. Lisa's large breasts swayed and Donna's bounced as they walked across the room. There were younger and older women in the room, but these two just oozed sexuality.

They sat at a table that was between the bar and the Americans, with both of them facing the bar. They ordered drinks and carried on a conversation that included exaggerated motions to attract attention.

After a few drinks and after a few others in the club had tried to get them to dance, they headed out on the dance floor together. Since Donna is several inches taller, she played the "man" and was twirling Lisa on the floor.

Lisa's long brown hair blown back off her shoulders.

Donna pulled Lisa close and they stood for just a second staring at each other. I've seen that look before -- sometimes when they aroused and with each other, Lisa and Donna can forget about everything else even when Jim and I are in the room. They began to grind their pelvises together in time to the music. Donna bent her knees slightly and spread her leg and Lisa straddled Donna's thigh and began gyrating to the beat.

They sank almost to the floor and then slowly rose, all the while looking into each other's eyes.

By now, all eyes were on them. I looked over at the table of college guys and they were all staring intently some of them with their mouths hanging open. My guess is that they were getting raging hard-ons -- I sure was! When I looked back at the ladies, Donna was behind Lisa with her arms around Lisa's waist. Lisa's hands were on Donna's and they were moving their hips together in circles. They looked at us and smiled. As the song faded, they turned to face one another and buried their tongues in each other's mouths. One of the college guys fell out of his chair. The ladies returned to their table and a waiter brought them more drinks. I soft placeumed they hadn't ordered any drinks because I saw Donna ask the waiter a question and look around the room toward us.

We were curious as well since we'd been so busy watching their performance that we'd forgotten about drinks.

I watched as the waiter then pointed to the table of college guys, who were whooping and hollering "encore!" In unison, Lisa and Donna turned and raised their glasses to the young studs. I figured we'd be the studs of the universe at that point if we got them to leave with us, but Jim shook his head. "Let's see where this goes, " he said, "it could get very interesting.

" One of the guys went over to the table and put his hand out to Donna.

They were all very athetic, but one was bigger than the rest.

He looked like he probably played football as he was tall and very muscular. They headed off to the dance floor as another of the guys, trim and fit looking with chiseled features came over to Lisa and smiled. For some reason, his smile reminded me of a politician, but Lisa got up and went to the dance floor with him. Two others then followed. The girls really played it up.

I watched as Donna bent forward with her arms on the shoulders of one while she rubbed her soft place against Football's crotch.

Lisa was sandwhiched between two others while they rubbed their hands up and down her body. She squeezed her tits together with her arms and jiggled them as Politician bent down and kissed her chest. Quickly, the table cleared and six of the seven were on the dance floor. They took turns rubbing against our wives and then formed a circle as Lisa and Donna began making out. At this point, you could see that most of the guys were rock hard. I looked at their table and saw one guy sitting there. He was thin and had thick glasses and an awful haircut. Clearly the geek of the group, I wondered how it was that he managed to hang out with the rest.

Perhaps his parents funded the trip? Donna danced to the edge of the floor and hurried over to us. She ordered a drink at the bar and said, breathlessly, "I told them I needed a drink. They want to go home with us, they think we're here alone." I wasn't sure about this, but when I looked over at Lisa, she was gyrating on Football's leg and he had a hand under her dress, between her legs. Her cheeks were flush and she looked like she could cum right there. "What the hell, we're on vacation, " Jim said.

I smiled and told Donna that we'd be out on the deck and to give us a good show. Donna downed her drink and told the bartender to put it on our tab. He smiled at us as we paid up.

On the walk back to the bungalow, we kept a discreet distance behind.

Up ahead, there was much giggling and one of the guys had raised Lisa's dress and was squeezing her soft place. They went in the front door and Jim and I hurried around to the deck. The house had a large room with sliding glass doors out to the deck.

Because it was completely dark outside, the lights inside reflected off the doors. Inside they couldn't see out to where Jim and I were sitting on two chairs not eight feet from the glass.

To us on the outside, it was as if we were watching our wives in a porno on a giant television.

We watched as they came into the room. Lisa broke out the booze and Donna put on some music. Soon they were all gyrating together. The guys then formed a half circle around the ladies, who began to make out.

Lisa then reached behind Donna and undid the bandeau. It fell to the floor and Lisa began nibbling on Donna's tit's. Although small, they have large nipples that quickly became hard.

Lisa stood up and two of the guys pulled her dress over her head, while another pulled down her thong. Two others were similarly relieving Donna of the rest of her clothes. The girls resumed trading tongues and rubbed each other tits. Then, they walked over to the closest two guys and began rubbing lengths. Those guys quickly stripped and our wives were surrounded by length. OUr wives sank to their knees and began sucking whatever length was closest.

They were working others with their hands and soon everyone was hard. Football scooped Lisa up under the arms.

She spread her legs as another guy grabbed her soft place and began flicking his tongue over her personal place.

Seeing my wife held up like a ragdoll and having her softness eaten out made me incredibly hard. I began to massage myself through my pants. Meanwhile, Donna was riding one guy's face while two others thrust their lengths in her mouth.

Another guy was now eating Lisa's softness while the first was squeezing her tits. She had turned her face and Football was thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She then closed her eyes and started to buck wildly -- her first orgasm of the evening.

She got down on all fours and faced Donna, who was doing the same. They began kissing as the guys lined up behind them and took turns playing. One guy came around and stuck a rather large thingy between them. They both toyed and sucked.

Another guy came around and stuck his thingy in Lisa's mouth.

As the girls were being played and moved around at the guys' will, I noticed that the geek who hadn't danced was sitting in a chair. While his friends took turns cumming in and on our wives, he sat there stroking apparently stroking himself. When I looked back at the main event, all I could see was Football and another large frat guy's soft placees as they pounded our wives on the sofa. Each of them had a woman's pair of legs wrapped tight around them, urging them to bang harder. They came and got off and were quickly replaced.

I lost track of how many times those guys came on our wives, but after a while, the girls got up. They were soaked with cum. It was in their hair, teasing off their chins and running down their chests and abdomens. Their breasts were spattered with white, creamy droplets. I thought they were done, but the guys guided them to the floor. They laid next to each other, panting with pleasure. Then, the geek got up. Between his legs hung the biggest thingy I have ever seen outside of a porn movie. It was a foot long if it was an inch and looked like a giant beefy sausage dangling there. It was obviously hard, but was so thick and heavy, it wouldn't stand up on its own. He moved between Lisa legs, rubbed it up and down a few times and then shoved it in. Lisa's softness was so full of cum, that it slid right in. Her eyes widened and I could see her gasping with every stroke as the geek moved it deeper and deeper. I thought about stopping it until Lisa turned slightly to the glass door and smiled. She arched her back and began slapping the floor. I had my length in my hand and began pumping furiously as this monster length rammed in and out of my tiny wife. I could tell she was having the orgasm of her life and shot my own load into my hand. The geek pulled out and moved to Donna.

Again, he wasted no time and slipped right into her cum filled softness. He pounded her until she came and then he started breathing funny and threw his head back. Even through the closed door, I could hear him yelling and his buddies chanting, "play it! Play it!" What followed is something I would not have believed if I hadn't seen it in person. The geek pulled out of Donna and turned slightly toward Lisa. She had propped up on her elbows to watch and he hit her square in the face with a steady stream of semen that lasted 2 or 3 seconds. As it petered out, he turned and hit Donna with another mighty blast. Each spurt went a bit less far, and in no time, they were covered: Faces, tits, stomachs. He plunged back into Donna for one last mighty shot -- it squirted back out and dripped down her thighs. The geek struggled to his feet and his friends clapped him on the back and shoulders and pounded their fists in the air. It was obvious now why they kept him around and I wondered how many young sorority girls had gotten drenched from that hose. Lisa and Donna were helped to their feet, looking as if they had literally bathed in semen. Lisa was toying her lips as Donna wiped the geek's cum from her eyes. Lisa cum stained hair was matted around her face. They were laughing and talking and then, somewhat suddenly, the guys started to gather their things and leave. A couple of them looked at the glass door and I wondered if they could see us. Lisa and Donna then opened the door and walked towards us. Lisa, covered in cum, ignored the pool of semen between my legs and straddled me in the chair.

My length, hard from watching the cum-bath -- easily slid in. Donna was similarly playing Jim. Lisa, sensing my curiousity, said, "they were really nice boys. But, when they asked if that was the best play we'd ever had, we had to say 'no.

' We told them our 40 year old husbands had been watching the whole time and were about to give us what we REALLY need.

" She laughed and added, "I didn't mean to hurt their little egos, but they're young and they'll get over it. It really was fantastic, of course.

" Then Donna said, "Oh, by the way, they go to the University of Richmond.

When they found out we're from Richmond, they invited us to a party.

You don't mind, do you?"