The following events go back to 2018. My wife Helen and I were staying at the Costa Natura naturist resort on the Costa del Sol. For anyone who has never been there, let me tell you that this resort is a far cry from places like Cap D’Agde as it is smaller, quiter and more family-oriented. But who knows what goes on behind closed doors – as we were able to find out. We had been at the resort for a few days, lazing in the sun on the adjacent nudist beach or at the resort’s pool. Both Helen and I tan easily and quickly, so we already had this deep allover tan. As usual, Helen attracted some attention, what with her slim figure, cute curly brown hair, firm breats and smooth pussy. Next to the pool there is a bar where one can sit outside on the terrace enjoying the views over the green resort gardens and the pool area. This is where we met the Danish couple Mette and Frederik. They are in the same age bracket as Helen and I, i.e. in their mid-30s. Both are attractive looking, tall, slim and clean shaven in the pubic zone. We found out that we have quite a lot of things in common and got on very well with them, not least because they are so laid-back and speak excellent English. Helen and I noticed that Mette did not hide some of her charms, especially when she was sitting on a chair near the pool. Sometimes she would pull up her legs, with her feet resting on the seat of the chair. This posture exposed her pussy in a fairly blatant way, something which did not go unnoticed for Helen and I. When alone with her, I commented to Helen how relaxed Mette seemed to be. My lovely wife added that she had always felt that a lot of Danish people are so wonderfully liberal and easy-going when it comes to sexuality. Helen went on to ask me if I had enjoyed the view of Mette’s exposed naked pussy. “Just as much as you probably enjoyed the view of Frederik’s circumcised cock, I suppose”, was my reply. “Guilty as charged,” she smiled at me. “Would you have the guts to expose yourself as much as Mette?” I asked Helen. “Let’s see, if and when the opportunity arises...” she replied enigmatically. Anyway, we became friends with Mette and Frederik very quickly and enjoyed many happy nude hours under the Spanish sun together. So Helen and I invited them around to our terrace for a home-cooked dinner one evening. Helen and I hadn’t spoken about the (un)dress code for the evening but assumed that in a nudist resort, nudity would be fine, especially since we had already socialised together in the nude and Mette and Frederik had shown themselves as a broad-minded couple. So Helen and I decided to stay naked while we prepared dinner. When Mette and Frederik arrived, they were clothed, with Mette wearing a scanty summer dress and high-heel sandals and Frederik a t-shirt and shorts. After our hugs it was Mette who raised the question of the dress code saying that she for one felt overdressed. Helen replied that she felt that being in a nudist resort she wanted to be nude. I nodded in agreement. Mette and Frederik were fine with this resolution. While he removed his t-shirt, she reached behind to pull down the zip of her dress. As it slid to the floor, it became apparent that Mette was completely nude under her dress. She was however wearing a golden belly chain around her hour-glass waist and kept her sandals on which accentuated her lovely legs. I found it difficult not to look at her naked beauty too blatantly but did notice that Helen was following the progress of Frederik’s undressing. He was now also completely naked. While our dinner was simmering in the kitchen, we sat down on the terrace for a pre-dinner drink. None of us showed any sign of inhibition about being naked in front of each other. So the evening kicked off to a relaxed start. I enjoyed the sight of the two nude ladies sitting opposite and next to me and Frederic. I tried to be as surreptious as possible taking in the views of Helen and Mette, comparing their breasts. While Helen’s are small and firm with dark, slightly elongated nipples, Mette’s are larger, also tanned, but with rosier nipples. In any event, the view of the two ladies was stunning, and I am sure that Frederic also enjoyed it. I found Mette’s golden waist chain particularly appealing as it contrasted beautifully with her tanned skin: very eye-catching. And if I was not mistaken, then Frederic was also eyeing up Helen. I like cooking and I was responsible for the dinner proceedings. So I left Helen and our guests for a while to check on the progress of our meal. When I returned to the terrace, I was greeted by the sight of Helen having placed her feet on the seat of her chair and having pulled up her legs towards her body – exactly the same posture that had exposed Mette so much the other day. And sure enough, Helen’s pussy was just as visible as Mette’s had been the other day. The red varnish on her toe nails, her anklet and toe ring contrasted beautifully against the dark pink colour of her labia. Mette, Frederic and I all had different vantage points but could all enjoy the view of Helen’s feet, drawn legs and exposed pussy. It certainly looked inviting. Helen smiled at me, so I knew that she was aware of her own exposure, that it was not unintentional and that “the opportunity had arisen”. The conversation continued effortlessly, while I enjoyed Helen’s pussy show. But I also caught fleeting glances of Mette’s beautiful naked body. Her breasts swayed gently whenever she giggled or laughed. She had crossed her legs; that and her high-heeled sandals made her legs look longer, more slender and sexier than they are anyway. Eventually it was time for me to serve dinner. When I did I was inwardly delighted to notice that none of the other three had got dressed. So we all sat down to eat in the nude – something which I found intensely sexy. Normally sharing a meal in a social context is done being dressed. So sitting on our terrace with our Danish friends butt naked and sitting next and opposite to two wonderfully naked ladies was like a dream come true. In fact I found it difficult to concentrate on my food as the sight of Mette and Helen was so distracting. At one point at the end of the meal, Mette and Frederic enquired about any sights in the area. Helen and I mentioned the scenic town of Casares in the mountains where we had been a few days earlier. I picked up my mobile to show them pictures we had taken on that day trip. They browsed through the pictures when all of a sudden I saw Mette smirk. “Beautiful”, she commented. The moment she said this, I remembered: Helen and I had had a picknick in the countryside on the way where we had taken nude pictures of each other. Some were just nude shots, whereas others were more explicit showing Helen with open legs and playing with her pussy as well as me with a fully erect cock. I had forgotten these shots were in the same sequence as the tourist pictures. “You two are very photogenic nude models”, Mette said. “We may be”, I replied, “but the trouble with being around as a couple is that you can only take photos of your partner or silly selfies.” There was a moment of silence before Mette said: “Perhaps Frederic could take some photos of you two together. What do you reckon?” “That would be brilliant, wouldn’t it, Jonathan?” chimed in Helen. “Yes, that would be splendid”, I agreed. With this I handed my mobile to Frederic with the camera function turned on. For the first few pictures Helen and I were sitting next and close to each other with my arm resting on her shoulder. There came a moment when Helen and I looked at each other. Almost on impulse, our faces came closer to each other and we started kissing, first hesitantly and then more and more passionately as our tongues explored and twirled around each other’s mouths. I noticed what this was doing to my cock; it had become semi-hard. Frederic then suggested another pose and I got up and stood behind Helen. I bent down and again we started French-kissing. Helen’s breathing came harder and more irregularly, a clear sign that she was also aroused. I moved one hand from her shoulder to her breast and started to carress it. At the same time my cock was growing to a full-blown erection and was thus resting on Helen’s shoulder. She reached one of her hands up and started first touching and then gently squeezing my cock. Wow, this was becoming intensely erotic! I shifted position again and stood next to Helen’s chair. Her head followed my movement and without wasting any time Helen moved her head ever closer to the tip of my fully engorged cock. She first kissed it, then opened her mouth and engulfed the full length of my cock. The feeling was heavenly and to perform such an intimate act in front of our friends and the eye of the camera increased the sensation. Helen’s mouth was sliding up and down the length of my cock and while she was giving me this delicious blowjob, I continued massaging her breasts, kneading her nipples gently with my fingers. Then she broke off, probably she sensed that I was close to climaxing which would have been way too soon. My erection was pointing straight out in front of my body. I moved around again kneeling in front of Helen who was by now sitting in her chair with her legs spread wide open and caressing her pussy with her fingers. A beautiful sight but I also wanted to see how Mette and Frederic, our photographer, were faring. Mette was also pleasuring herself, with several fingers encircling her clitoris. At the same time she had turned her head towards Frederic’s abdomen and was giving him a sensuous blowjob: an equally sexy sight. I wondered how Frederic could concentrate on his photographic duties, but he seemed to be doing alright despite the wonderful distraction that Mette provided with her blowjob. I pushed Helen’s legs open even more with my hands, then bent down so that my mouth was level with her pussy. I buried my head between her thighs and started kissing and licking her pussy. It was very wet. I pushed my tongue into her pussy and started to tongue-fuck her while Helen’s fingers continued to stimulate her pussy. “Wow! This is so sexy,” I heard Mette say – although I didn’t know whether she referred to Helen’s and my sex act or to her pleasuring herself and her blowjob. Helen’s breathing became more and more shallow and within minutes she exploded in her first orgasm. When she had calmed down a bit, I wondered what was to happen next. My reflections were interrupted by Helen: ”I want a cock in my pussy.” She stood up from her chair, turned towards me and said with her husky voice:” Come on, lover hubby, I dare you to fuck me in front of our friends.” “Your most obedient servant,” I said jokingly and took a seat on the chair that Helen had vacated. As I sat down I just caught a glimpse of Mette and Feredric: she was still sucking his cock, more vigorously now, while she was still masturbating herself. For a fraction of a second it occurred to me that maybe they were not new to this type of scenario. But before I could continue to entertain this thought, Helen turned her back to me and began to lower herself onto my lap until her pussy was hovering just above the tip of my cock. This was torture, so I pushed her down onto my cock until her pussy had completely engulfed it. She was now sitting on my cock in reverse cowgirl style. Hence I could not see Mette and Frederic but I imagined the picture they would be having of Helen riding my cock, with her firm breats on full display. Also, because of her leaning back onto my chest, she would be fully exposing her pussy as it was being penetrated by my erect cock. I could feel every inch of it as it slid in and out of her. Again I heard some moaning, this time it came from Mette; so I assumed that she had just come. Had she brought herself off? Probably. I would have loved to see her orgasming. Helen was now riding me harder. She could probably sense that I was nearing my point of no return. “Fill my pussy with your sperm, darling,” she said, audibly enough so that Mette and Frederic would have heard her. I felt the increased throbbing in my cock as I got closer and closer to my climax. And then it came and flooded Helen’s pussy with a wave of my sperm.It was perhaps the feeling of my spunk shooting deep into her womb that tipped Helen over the edge as well. She pushed her back against me hard as she groaned and her orgasm swept through her body. As she started to come down from the heights of her orgasm, I leaned aside and could see past Helen’s body how Frederic finally shot his load into Mette’s expectant open mouth. Both Helen and I witnessed how Mette’s mouth was flooded by Frederic’s sperm which she swallowed with greed. As we recovered from our orgasms, we were sitting opposite each other with no inhibitions or embarrassment about having performed sex with our respective partner in front of each other. Helen commented about how aroused she felt about having sex with me in front of Mette and Frederic, about being photographed while having sex and about watching Mette masturbating herself to orgasm and giving head to Frederic. We all agreed that we felt comfortable. And Helen and I offered to return the favour and take pictures of them which is what we did the following evening.