I posted a series of stories in February and March about the fun we had during our holiday in Gran Canaria, you can find them by searching under ‘Frank & Helen’. I wouldn’t describe us as being swingers as, prior to the holiday, we had been strictly monogamous, and we didn’t go on holiday with the intention of swinging. We both had a desire – unspoken between us - to be a bit more adventurous sexually, and we had ended up having sex with two other couples. The first were 20 years older than us and the second couple, who were German, were 20 years younger than us. We had wonderful sex with both couples and I have the impression they were equally enthusiastic about the experience. It occurred to us after we returned home that we had had unprotected sex with both couples, which made us stop and think. Anyway, we got ourselves checked out and we were both all clear, so no harm had been done. When we talked about it over the Christmas break, we agreed it had been a bit risky, but we had not gone there planning to have sex with other people, and doing it bareback had added an ‘edge’ to the enjoyment. When I mentioned that aspect of it to Helen, she smiled with a little twinkle in her eye. Prior to the holiday, sex had been a strictly private matter between Helen and me, we wouldn’t have dreamed of talking to friends about it, no matter how close friends they were. I suspect that is the British way, even people who are already swingers, don’t publicise the fact, apart from to other swingers. Helen is very friendly with another woman at work, and has been for many years. Louise and her husband Geoff are virtually the same age as us, Geoff a similar size and shape to me, but Louise was quite slim with a small bust. Unlike us, they have children, who are largely independent nowadays, except when the children are short of money. Apart from working together, Helen and Louise meet up for coffee during Saturday shopping trips and, once or twice a year, we have a meal together at each other’s houses. Helen came home from her weekend shopping trip towards the end of February and was initially quite quiet. She normally wants to show me her purchases, even her new clothes, so I did wonder whether she had bought something she felt guilty about and didn’t want to tell me. Then I thought perhaps it is some sexy underwear from Ann Summers, something she would rarely buy. She did, after all, buy the two-piece swimsuit for our last holiday without telling me, so I decided to let her tell me in her own sweet time. Anyway, nothing much was said until the evening meal, which we were having at home that weekend. Helen tentatively told me that she had met Louise for a coffee in town and had mentioned to her what an exciting time we had had on holiday in The Canaries. “Ooh do tell” Louise had said, so Helen had to stall her with vague comments about how nice the weather had been. Louise kept probing about what had made Helen describe it as an exciting holiday so, eventually Helen felt she had to admit that we had made love in the dunes. Louise asked if anybody had watched us – she clearly had some knowledge of what went on in the dunes – and Helen was beginning to wish she had not mentioned the subject in the first place. Eventually, Helen had to admit that we had been watched by a German couple who were staying in the same hotel as us – another big mistake, telling Louise that prompted more questions and Louise seemed to be getting more and more excited to hear all about our holiday exploits. After a while, Louise realised that she was rather ‘grilling’ Helen so she started to back off a bit. “Of course, you won’t know that Geoff and I have been swingers for years” Louise said. Helen said she was speechless initially and didn’t know what to say. Slowly, the conversation re-started, this time with Helen asking the questions (albeit more tentatively than Louise had done) and the information was flowing in the other direction. It turned out that Louise and Geoff had started to dabble with swinging shortly after their children were born. They then had a long break from it while their children were growing up and started ‘dabbling’ again when the eldest went to university. Now that their children have left home, they were able to indulge themselves as much as they liked, although they only met other people occasionally and they had been to a swingers club once. Although interested to hear more, to guide what steps we might take next, Helen didn’t want Louise to feel she was ‘grilling’ her. After all, as far as Louise was concerned, she only knew about us being watched in the dunes, Helen hadn’t mentioned that we had subsequently had sex with the German couple, and Helen frankly didn’t want to tell Louise about us with Tom and Jill, as she felt nobody would believe it. Recalling what we had done on holiday was a turn on for both of us, and we made love very energetically that night, with Helen even asking me to take her up the arse. Well, that never happened before our recent holiday, I thought to myself, so clearly Helen has achieved her objective to change whilst we were away. During the following week, Louise was pestering Helen to talk, which was difficult at work, so she agreed to meet her for a coffee after work on Friday. Helen texted me to say that she would be a little late home, but I didn’t realise it would be nearly 7.30 before she arrived. As you would expect, Louise wanted to know more about our holiday in Gran Canaria, she was back into ‘interrogation mode’. Eventually, Helen said she had to admit that we had had sex with the German couple and it had been quite an experience for all of us. Helen told her about how Stefan had pulled out of her before he came and had ejaculated all over her tits and belly, some of it even hitting her face, but the second time he had cum inside her, which felt really wonderful. Helen said that she wished he had cum inside her the first time as that amount inside her would have ‘filled her up’. Helen was relieved that Louise seemed satisfied hearing about Stefan and Nicole, as she didn’t want to have to tell her about Tom and Jill, as Helen regarded that as ‘simply wild’. Our love-making that night was a little more restrained as we felt that Helen had opened up to Louise rather more than she should have done. The thought of us having sex with Louise and Geoff (swinging with them, for want of a better word) was a different thing to what we had done on holiday, as they were rather close to home. Needless to say, Louise had told Geoff about her conversations with Helen, and he was very enthusiastic about them swinging with Helen and me. Helen was having more ‘coffee shop’ discussions with Louise after work, so I was hearing all the details second hand. Apparently, Geoff doesn’t like using condoms, as they had not used them for years, he prefers to be ‘au natural’, and he had been quite disappointed when they went to the swingers’ club to find that that most people were using them. Helen also had reservations about swinging with them, Louise was after all a good friend and work colleague, and she didn’t want to sour that relationship. She decided to tell Louise that the ‘no condoms’ thing was a problem and they would have to get themselves checked out first. To our surprise, Geoff readily agreed to it, and Louise came back 10 days later with an ‘all clear’ medical report. This seemed to have backed us into a corner, although I still had reservations about becoming involved with someone so close to home. The thought of having sex with Louise was quite appealing to me and Helen was even more enthusiastic about Geoff, particularly bareback sex. Wow, how her sexual attitudes have changed! I suggested we could meet them on neutral ground, and the swingers club about 30 miles from us seemed an appropriate location. I won’t say which club as that might give a clue where we live. A date was set for 2 weeks time, and Helen and Louise went shopping for new ‘exciting’ undies on the following weekend. They met for coffee on the Saturday afternoon to ‘compare notes’ and Helen said they were both quite excited for the coming weekend. It crossed my mind that this was being planned carefully in advance, whereas our experience on holiday had been much more spontaneous. We travelled separately to the club and met in the bar area. The ladies were both fully dressed at that stage, although both were showing flashes of stocking tops and, in Helen’s case, her ample cleavage. We had a couple of drinks in the bar and Geoff then suggested we could go through to the hot tub area. We went to the changing room to get undressed and pick up towels, during which I had a ‘sneaky peak’ at Louise’s slim body and shapely breasts. Although her tits were a lot smaller than Helen’s, she had delightfully large nipples which were already standing to attention. Also, her pubic mound was shaven, most unlike Helen who has (I thought) remained hairy. I noticed that Geoff was having a good look at Helen as we got undressed, particularly her shapely boobs, and then I noticed that Helen was also shaven down below. Wow, she has moved on! We wrapped towels around ourselves and went through to find a vacant hot tub, but they were all occupied, so we had to select one that was already occupied by two older couples. We took up the four remaining spaces – Geoff, Helen, Louise and me at the end. The two other couples had been there a while and there was already a lot of ‘fumbling’ going on underneath the water. They greeted us warmly but quickly went back to their ‘fumbling’, which quickly developed into openly kissing. The fact that the other couples were enjoying themselves seemed to relax us more. I realised that Geoff had his arm round Helen, so I did the same with Louise, and we were quickly turned half towards each other kissing and ’fumbling’. Louise’s tits were so different to Helen’s, but I found tweaking her nipples was so enjoyable, particularly as she responded so much to that stimulation. In this position, I could also see what Geoff and Helen were doing, and he was giving her large tits a good old maul. When he bent down to start sucking her nipples, I knew Helen would enjoy it and she grabbed hold of his head to pull him against her bust. After a while, Helen said “do you think we should try to find a room”, so we all got out of the tub and began drying ourselves. As luck would have it, we found a room which was just being vacated by two other couples, so we were able to walk straight in as they left. Fortunately, it was a lockable room, so I quickly turned to lock the door. Towels were quickly caste aside and we all climbed onto the king sized bed and began kissing our new partners. I noticed that there was a plentiful supply of condoms on the bedside tables, but we had already agreed these would not be needed. It occurred to me that we had been cautious about becoming involved with people so close to us but, so far, it was all going rather well. I had shuffled down the bed so I was between Louise’s thighs and was greedily licking her clitoris, which she was responding to very positively with much verbal encouragement. I put my hands behind Louise’s knees so I could lift them up and gain greater access to her love hole, which I plunged my tongue into, which caused to reach her first orgasm, flooding my mouth with her juices. The fact that Louise had reached such an enjoyable orgasm made me feel quite relaxed when she nearly drowned me with her juices. Geoff had been stimulating Helen orally in a similar way and she had orgasmed too. Geoff sat up in preparation for entering her and I heard her say, demurely, “are you going to fuck me – bareback – then?” I think that this was Helen’s little game which Geoff didn’t immediately catch on to and he began saying tentatively “well, if that’s alright”, before he realised she was playing with him and adopted a more dominant tone. “Well of course I am” he said “because that’s the way you want it”. Helen replied “ooh lovely, come and get me then”. I was tempted to laugh at the little display that had gone on beside me, but I was aware that Louise was also waiting to be fucked, so I turned my attention to her. I shuffled forward on my knees and looked down at her gaping pussy, which was still leaking fluid. I thought to myself lustily, I am just going to fuck her and, when I looked up into her face, she was smiling broadly. She said “well come on then, don’t keep me waiting” and I released her knees so I could concentrate on lining up my rampant cock with her pussy. Louise took over supporting her knees and I drove into her in one smooth movement. She was already well lubricated by her own juices and I am not that largely endowed, so I felt little resistance, but it nonetheless caused her to gasp. She wrapped her legs around my buttocks and began trying to pull me deeper into her and, when I looked into her face, it was pure lust. I began to fuck her, sliding my cock gently in and out of her very wet pussy. Louise relaxed her grip with her legs to allow me to control the pace and, when I looked into her face again, she was beginning to encourage me verbally – “oh yes, that’s good, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder”. When I reached down to suck her nipple, I seem to have really hit the spot as she grabbed hold of my head and almost screamed “oh God, yes”. Her pussy was already very wet, but she seemed to squirt inside and my cock was bathed in her juices which flooded out over my groin. This proved too much for me and I could feel the sap quickly rising. Louise seemed to sense that I was about to cum, so she wrapped her legs around my back and held me tightly with her arms as I pumped my seed into her, grunting as I did so. As we both returned to earth, Louise grabbed hold of my head and kissed me passionately and said “God, that was good”. Whilst I was aware that something was going on beside us, I was so absorbed in Louise that I was not conscious of any detail, but Helen told me later that Geoff had given her a good seeing to – “he’s not as good as you but he is certainly very energetic” she said. After we had all calmed down, we went down to the showers next to the sauna and we all had a shower, Helen with Geoff, and Louise with me. Helen told me later that Geoff had fucked her again up against the wall in the shower and had filled her with more of his cum. It didn’t occur to me to do the same with Louise, as we both seemed content with a little kissing and cuddling. Afterwards, we returned to the locker room to get dressed and went back to the bar for another drink. Geoff was quite keen for us to go back to their place – I think he had in mind having round 2 – but Helen thought we should all have time to reflect, so we returned to our own homes. Helen and I made love when we got home and I was pleased I had not fucked Louise in the shower as I had some sperm left over to bathe Helen’s cervix, something she said felt really good. When we talked about it on the Sunday, Helen and I agreed that we had both had very enjoyable sex with Geoff and Louise, and neither of us harboured any ill-feelings, particularly jealousy, towards either of them. So, we decided we would be happy to ‘swing’ with them again, but we would have to wait until next week to find their reactions. When they met at work on Monday morning, Helen and Louise were all smiles, but Helen had to wait until the coffee shop after work to get confirmation that they were just as enthusiastic about the evening’s events as us. Louise was very keen for us to be their ‘long term’ swinging friends as she thought there would be less risk than having many sexual partners. Helen said she would seek my views, although she already knew I would be in agreement. So, every couple of weeks, either we go to their house for an evening meal, or they come to our house, or we sometimes go out for a meal, but we always end up having sex together. It is always all of us in the same bed, and I really enjoy hearing Helen being pleasured by another man. She says she is spurred on by knowing that I am beside her doing the same thing with Louise, and it makes the orgasm with Geoff all the more enjoyable. It is quite varied as we sometimes have a shower and stay at their place (or them at ours) for a round 2, in which event the visitors usually stay the night, all four of us in the same bed. Sometimes, the visitors return home after round 1, and I get to enjoy sloppy seconds with Helen, which we both enjoy enormously.