Close Encounters Like No Other - Sex Stories

Close Encounters Like No Other

... softened look on her and the progress of his touches over her legs, and then back to seams of her swimming costume, in the creases at the tops of her thighs, made her squirm.

“May I touch you?” Callum asked, his lips brushing her lips and his fingers grazing over her mound, shaped so enticingly by her swimming costume.

“Can I stop you? You’ve gone this far!”

Beth again reached out and clutched John’s hand as Callum slowly caressed her, pressed fingers into her slit, and moved them slowly. “We wanted you to know that we’re into swapping, into having fun with a couple we meet.”

“And whom you assume are into all of this?” Beth gripped his arm to stop his caresses.

“Your John is, I knew that from the moment we met you. Nothing’s been said to change my opinion or what I want to share with you both,” Josie said, interrupting her. She was seen to massage the bulge in John’s swimming briefs and leaned in to nibble kisses on his belly as she worked him slowly.

“Let us both get used to the idea of what’s happening so soon!” John groaned and gently pushed Josie away. “Give us some time, for Beth’s sake especially.”

But she was moving on the massage table, writhing as Callum’s fingers, of one hand, slicked her wet heat as the other pulled her costume aside. “It’s a taster of what Josie and I would like to do and share with you. Say ‘no’, now, if you’re not into what was are asking. Honesty is best…”

“And trust!” Beth retorted, and slipped away from his touches, ...

... soon rearranging her swimming costume and sitting up, her slender legs dangling over the edge of the table as she sat looking at Callum. She turned to see that John was now doing the same, but his engagement with Josie, who stroked his thigh before her hand disappeared from view, and she was seen to look down, a sure sign that they were into each other and what had been shared, so far.

“A swim, I think,” John suggested jovially as he gathered up his bathrobe and covered himself, his erection less but the swell in his swimming briefs obscenely large. “It’s a miracle no one’s seen us at it.”

“And they won’t, later,” was Callum’s answer. “I’ll go get us the drinks while you grab a table on the terrace, by the railing, so we can enjoy the view.”

“Of each other!” Josie giggled softly, but her gaze fixed on John. She did not see Beth’s reaction to what had been said, nor how Callum whispered in Beth’s ear as he embraced her, his actions hidden from view of those who lazed by the pool.

Her man was into the older woman, and she wanted a wasting time of it with John, the rich and good-looking older guy who packed more than enough to scratch her itch.

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“How do you live with it, the memory of what you have done with others?”

Beth asked her unlikely, but talkative, holiday acquaintance as Josie was seen to keep her eyes on John, her interest in him unmistakable and something of a concern to her. The love of her life had his moments and she allowed him to play, even ...