True to his word, we had a text from Reg, saying he was bringing his car into town for a service, and would we be up for some fun. We enjoy daytime sex, so agreed. The morning he arrived, we were in lounge pants and T-shirts. We greeted him with a three-way kiss and invited him into the lounge. The kissing continued as he slid his hand down our pants onto our bare bums. Slowly, we helped him out of his clothes, and led him by the penis to the bedroom. It was lovely to take our time, feasting on his body, without the worry of his wife being around. He was very sensual and put an emphasis on foreplay, Kissing and fondling every part of us. Eventually, Lance mounted him, fucking him with long, deliberate strokes. I had my dick in his mouth while kissing Lance. Reg knew what I liked, and pushed a finger in my hole, fucking me as he sucked cock. Lance went harder, jerking Reg at the same time. I felt my balls rising, but didn't want to cum yet, so Lance and I swapped. I tried to take things slowly, but Reg's ring muscles were milking me, and all too soon, I shot my load. Lance took over from me, taking him from behind, while Reg tossed himself furiously, cumming over his legs. Lance pumped hard and added his spunk to mine. Reg licked us both clean and thanked us. All dressed, he treated us to lunch before picking up his car.
Our next break was a mini cruise down to Northern Spain and back. The entertainment was mostly a balding comedian telling crude jokes and taking the piss out of the audience, mostly us, as we were sat at the front. At the end of the show, the guy offered to buy us drinks for being good sports. After chatting for a bit, he invited us to his cabin. Whisky was poured and he slipped out of his stage suit as if we weren't there. "Excuse me, I like to make myself comfortable", and topped our glasses up. He slouched on his bed, and gave me the come-on, rubbing his crotch. "Would you like to make yourselves more comfortable?" We looked at each other and nodded. In front of him, we kissed, and stepped out of our clothing, down to our loose boxers. By now, our erections were through the fly holes and the guy had stripped completely. We joined him on the bed and took it in turns to wank and suck one another. We moved around and I went down on his impressive cock. With my bum in the air, Lance held me by the waist and penetrated, forcing me to eat more dick. Whisky makes you frisky, as they say, and Lance was really fired up, fucking harder than he had in ages. He quickly filled me with semen. Needing more, I shuffled up and sat on the guys pole. Raising myself up, he fucked me like a jackhammer. I spilled my seed onto his chest and rubbed it in. "Thanks for that", he purred", "I've been eyeing you up all evening, and you didn't disappoint". I slept with two cum loads leaking from me. We had a pleasant day in Santander. On the return journey, I wasn't really up for it, but enjoyed filming Lance fuck him in a variety of positions.
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Our next cruise was a trip round the Aegean sea, taking in some of the beautiful Greek Islands. We flew to Rome, where we picked up the ship. On the flight, we chatted to a Dutch couple, Patrik and Helga. They were very open with the conversation. They had been married for 15 years, and kept their love life exciting by swinging. I told them I hadn't had straight sex for 20 years, and had no intention of starting again. She touched my crotch and said my dick would fuck anything. Lance was pissing himself, and Patrik ignored the conversation. We arrived in Rome to glorious sunshine, where a coach was waiting to transfer us to the ship. Once settled in our cabin, we explored, finding a bar on the sundeck, and we enjoyed cocktails as the ship moved away from the moorings. We were joined by Patrik and Helga. He was wearing a tiny pair of Speedos, and Helga a bikini, her buxom breasts falling out of the bra. Other couples were scattered around the bar, watching the coastline disappear. I maybe gay, but, like most men, I love tits, and Helga gave us an eyeful. More cocktails, and Patrik stroked my thigh. Hidden by the table, he let his dick fall out the side of his Speedos, allowing me to stroke it. Helga had her hand inside Lance's shorts, "Would you like to see our cabin?" Patrik asked. They had a suite, with a huge bed. They wasted no time making out with us, and we were soon naked. They were both clean shaven, Helga's breasts begging to be kissed. Patrik's cock was enormous, with a big mushroom head. I kissed Helga, and her tongue wormed its way into my mouth. She was right about my cock, as it rapidly expanded. Lance and Patrik were already on the bed, in a sixty-nine. I wondered whether Lance would get Patrik's dick in him, as he always topped me Helga guided my hand between her legs and into her cunt. We joined the other two on the bed. I kissed her nipples and fingered her, while her delicate fingers stroked my velvety shaft. We swapped. Lance ate pussy, while getting blown. I had as much cock in my mouth as I could manage. He licked my sack and fingered my hole. Lance mounted Helga. I never imagined I'd see him fuck a female, but it was very erotic. Patrik had laid on his back and I gently lowered myself on his weapon. I leaned over and kissed. He began thrusting, pulling right out, running it up and down my crack, and feeding it back in. Lance was also on his back. Helga's tits bounce about as she rode him. I kissed and played with her pendulous jugs. Then we swapped again, and I watched as Lance lay on his back and was penetrated. Helga put her legs in the air, and I drove into her cunt. She wriggled and writhed under me, swearing in Dutch. Next to me, my husband was getting the fucking of his life. I felt my orgasm brewing, so pulled out and covered het tits, rubbing it in. She frigged herself, thrashing about. Next to us, Lance had cum over his chest, but Patrik was still going for it. I felt the base of his cock as he banged hard. Then I felt it pulse semen deep into Lance. We sat around, sipping beer, before saying goodnight and returning to our cabin.
In the morning, we landed in Mykonos. The temperature was climbing rapidly as we were ferried to shore. We took a taxi to the famous nudist beach. Bodies of all shapes and sizes were baking in the sun. We stripped and splashed our way along the shoreline, until we found an isolated spot. It was heaven lying, soaking up the rays. For some reason, the warmth on my body gave me a hard-on, so I laid on my tummy to conceal it. Lance ran his fingers up and down my crack, so I parted my legs so he could get to my sack. I desperately wanted to fuck. Back from the beach was a toilet block with changing rooms. Shielding our erections, we made our way there. It was pretty disgusting, but needs must. I bent over a cistern in a stall and Lance entered me from behind. He was pumping away, when another guy walked in. Past caring, we carried on. The other guy watched and wanked. After a while, Lance held still and unloaded in me. Pulling out, the guy Licked Lance clean, then banged into me. fucking me roughly and soon filling my belly with more cum. I unloaded into the bowl. Satisfied, we went for a swim. It was looking to be a sex-filled holiday
