If you are looking for a quick read, this isn't it... this is 100% based on the true accounts of our week in the Canary Islands that is just coming to an end. A name of two has been changed to protect the guilty. We are a young at heart couple in our mid 40's, Tasha is 5ft tall, brown eyes, short trendy hair, slim, gorgeous legs and size c bra. I (Dave) stand 6ft, average build with short dark hair and blue eyes. We have been married for 15 years and together for 20 and in the last 4 or 5 years have started to think about the whole swinging scene and whether it is for us. We are both very open minded and non-judgmental and as such believe in "live and let live!" so we have been listening to podcasts and generally getting a feel for the whole scene. Looking from the outside, the whole scene looks very exciting and as the years have gone on, we have moved from discussing it in bed as part of fantasy play, to talking about it when out and about, checking out couples and asking each other "Would you?" or also having fun saying "Blimey, they must be swingers!" Needless to say, we are on a path and are both VERY excited about where its leading. So to the reason for this little report.... We are at Fuerteventura airport and just seen our flight has been delayed by 2 hours, so while Tash takes a quick look around the Duty Free and the single clothing shop here, I have pulled out my laptop to recount what happened to us while on the Dunes near Corralejo! One of the plans we had before coming to the island was that we would visit the dunes, as we understood it you can walk for miles and its a good way to keep our fitness while taking in the sun rays in an attractive location. We had also heard that it is the place for nudists and we admit to being voyeurs so this seemed perfect for us. On the second day of our holiday we took the walk from town with our towels to the dunes. The landscape really was beautiful, almost otherworldly. As we started the walk, we saw various stone built wind breaks and every now and again a head popping out of the top which was initially comical (I have no idea why that is comical!) after a walk of about 20 minutes we saw one of these stone structures with an attractive woman alone stood up and taking an age to rub her suntan lotion in, needless to say, we slowed our pace to take in the view, she clearly didn't mind and I think that got us in the mood for a fun day. There were a couple of hotels on the beach, we walked through these and continued our walk, we happened upon some more stone formations and thought we would lay down on the towels we brought with us. Tash can sometimes be a little nervous at showing her body (why, I have no idea.... most women would kill for a figure like hers!), but I think the experience of seeing the attractive woman strip and show herself gave her additional confidence as she removed her bikini top and laid on the towel. She had a cheeky look on her face and that is always something that can spell fun. So as I laid next to her and started to stroke her body lightly and then ran my fingertip over one of her nipples, expecting for my hand to be batted away. But all she did was giggle. I need very little encouragement..... I then took the same nipple between my fingers and stroked it, "hmmmm, that feels nice" she said. At this point I knew this was going to be more fun than I could hardly have wished for... I started again to stroke her body and from time to time we would see the head of someone walking past, but in all honesty, we had a good degree of shelter and this served only to relax Tash further, so I moved my hand to her other nipple and started to stroke while at the same time I lent forward and took her other nipple in my mouth. She let out a light moan as her hips moved their position. With the hand I had free I moved it down her body and inside her bikini bottoms then ran a finger the length of her slit. "Wow, you are wet!" I whispered. Tash kept her eyes tightly shut and said "This won't take long believe me...." I started a slow motion, massaging her clit and her hips started to grind against me, "hmmmm that's it." she whispered and before I knew it she had a silent orgasm. It was so beautiful to experience and a very intimate moment between us. Afterwards Tash commented that the feeling of light wind on her nipples when she removed her bikini top was so liberating she wanted more and it was all she needed to push her over the edge. After a few minutes of conversation, we got ourselves together, Tash with a relaxed glow and walked to La Tasca on the beach for a light lunch before returning on the walk back to the town. As we walked back, we once again happened upon the stone shelters that are closest to the town and I suggested we pop in there for a lie down (who was I trying to kid). I did spot at this time a trim well built guy who clearly uses the gym walking aimlessly around the dunes. My first thought was that he was looking for some kind of action but I didn't let it bother me. Tash was only too keen to take a few moments for a lie down (naughty girl!). So we found a very well protected stone protection and went inside, we felt we got lucky with this one, it was like a castle turret and felt very safe and secure. Tash took no time in removing her bikini top and laying down. I had the horn, I had the serious horn... I was looking forward to feeding my cock into her mouth and cumming with the cool breeze on my back, but I believe that you should always give to receive so without asking I started to slide Tash's bikini bottoms off. She didn't resist (which did surprise me actually) and a moment later I was licking at her gorgeous wet pussy. She yelped a little, a surprised yelp but then followed with a moan. She was loving this. She opened her eyes for a moment and I saw shock in her eyes. "There is a man there! watching us!" I looked up and indeed there was! The man I saw just moments ago over 100 metres away, now totally naked with an erection literally a metre from us peering over the stone wall. It's at this point you are expecting me to say that we invited him in....Tash was spooked and my protector role kicked in. I held her bikini top over her breasts and shielded her pussy from him. In all fairness to the bloke, I think we were in his natural habitat and I wouldn't be surprised if we had somehow telegraphed that we were looking for attention, but that really wasn't what we were looking for, we were having intimate time together. The guy quickly dressed and disappeared. The moment had gone and we decided to head back to the town. That evening we started the night in the hotel bar with a couple of cocktails while we giggled about the day we had just had, feeling like naughty teenagers. As we sat there, we played our old game of "Would you?" looking at other couples around the bar. It was clear though that the one that Tash "Would do" was the barman and I had to admit even as a bloke that he was probably a class above what else was in the bar at this time. Over dinner we started to talk about the experience more seriously and I said that in hindsight the scenario that opened up to us may well have been a good introduction to some adult fun. The guy was after all fit and we could have put on a little show for him. We agreed that although we could have, we didn't like the idea of a complete stranger happening upon us like that. Anyway the evening went on and this kicked off a very sexy week for us. With a couple of days of the holiday remaining it was clear that Tash was looking forward to a return to the Dunes and some more fun. Can't tell you how exciting that is, to see the woman I love being the person to initiate something sexy and slightly risky. So off we went in search of a final holiday thrill. We made our way to the dunes at the far side of the hotels and found a stone formation. This time not as well protected, as we had learnt... the less people can see in, the less we can see out, meaning that the first we know we are being watched is when someone is virtually on top of us. Tash quickly stood and removed her bikini top, then laid down. This time I had a good idea, the sand in shelter was on a slight gradient, so when she laid down she was able to get a slightly better view of what is going on around her. For further safety I said "How about I actually sit up on a rock and keep lookout while she puts on a little show for me. That way she knew she was safe and could really let herself go and who better to bring her off than her own hand. So that is what we did, from my vantage point there was a dune around 50 metres away that was somewhat higher than the one we were in and as Tash started, I saw a guy wander up the dune, not looking at us, he was actually checking out something on his phone. He put his bag down, sat, pulled out a bottle of water and carried on reading something on his phone. I looked down at Tash and wondered whether I should tell her about the interloper as she started to relax. But as I thought, no harm done, he was mindlessly browsing his phone so why ruin the moment. She shifted her position to be nice and comfortable and started to stroke her nipples, making the tips hard. "That looks beautiful" I said encouragingly and she continued, not rushing this time just enjoying the moment. I then saw the guy opposite look up and notice us, from where I was sat I thought I saw a warm smile and he lifted his hand to wave (I can be pretty short sighted!) but I motioned a nonchalant wave back. Tash was slowly cupping her breasts while exquisitely teasing her own nipples. "Sweetheart, carry on, that is beautiful... in the interests of full disclosure there is a young guy opposite on a dune facing this way but he looks cool, not a weirdo like the other day. He is just enjoying some sun I think." She didn't change her pose nor opened her eyes. "Is he good looking?" My chin could have hit the floor, bad girl! I laughed and said "With my eyesight I can only report the following, he is male, young and friendly. He even waved!" "I hope you didn't wave back!" She whispered, still focusing her attention on her ample breasts. "I wasn't dragged up, I have manners! It was only a friendly wave." I am not sure that Tash even heard my response, she was too engaged in herself to hear me, one hand had snaked its way down to her bikini bottoms and had slipped underneath the fabric. Again she was shifting her position to make it as perfect as she could. I could feel my cock straining against my shorts, but with sitting lookout and knowing I myself was in a very exposed position, there was little I could do but to be frustrated and excited watching my beautiful wife pleasuring herself. By now, I could see Tash's hand moving in a slow rhythmic motion and her hips responding in unison. Here however it where I demonstrate that as a man, I can have a bit of a one track mind and had completely ignored my lookout duty, I see a shadow and then "Hi" then "Oh sorry" as I look up and Tash scrambles to cover herself. I look back at her and see that stern look in her eye when I know I am in trouble, I once again look up as the guy was retreating backwards. A lot happening all at once, but it is at this point that I had a spark of recognition, they guy was actually the barman from our hotel. "So sorry! I didn't recognise you at first, you gave us a bit of a start." Then looking down at Tash I say "Hey, its our friendly barman from the hotel." Tash was still displeased as she was re-hooking her bikini top. "Hey guys, I didn't realise that I had interrupted something, when you waved back I thought you recognised me." He held out a hand and I shook it and I motioned for him to sit down. Then for the next 20 minutes we just chatted, mainly about how it is living on the island. He's not a local but was living there with his Spanish girlfriend. By now Tash had completely chilled (although I felt that I was due a telling off later) and was sharing her glass of wine with Derek, the barman. Derek was naturally dark skinned, tall with blue eyes and a really warm friendly and chilled manner. By this time, Derek and I were still clothed as Tash lay in her bikini in the now blazing mid-day sun. Derek said "You need to make sure that you have plenty of sun protection in these rays Tash. If I had a euro for every Brit I saw come into the bar each evening looking like a cooked lobster, I would be rich!" I could see by now that Tash was very relaxed, maybe it was the wine and maybe it was Derek's chilled vibe, but she was enjoying herself. I also notice them both exchange a look and smile as he looked at her breasts heaving against her bikini while explaining the virtues of sun protection. "Here." I handed Derek the suncream. "You don't mind if Derek sorts you out do you Tash?" at which there was a half beat of silence then filled with laughter at the comment I had just made. "I don't mind at all, as long as you don't Dave?" her look telling me that she would love to be massaged by our new friend. "Here we are talking about you like you're not here!" I said to Derek. Then laughter broke out again when both Tash and I saw he already had a pool of suncream in his hands was was looking a bit like a kid caught in the cookie jar. At this time Tash was sat up with her hands propping her up from behind and without asking (as I knew that I didn't need to), I reached around and unhooked her bikini clasp and removed the garment from her. This time, no laughter, the feeling in the air took on a whole new charge. She laid back down onto the towel and closed her eyes. Derek looked to me for approval and I just smiled. He knelt down onto the towel and put his hand onto her belly, and then slowly started to rub out from there, around her sides and then up through the centre of her chest. Then with a slow washing movement fanned his hands out over her breasts and then stroked down. As encouragement to carry on Tasha kept her eyes closed and let out a small groan. Any form of lookout duty was now stood up as I intently watched the show in front of me. He continued this movement a number of times and I started to see Tash's nipples harden to his touch, so now as he made that sweeping movement he gave each nipple a little tweak and it was clear from her smile, she was in heaven. This carried on for a while and I felt that Derek was nervous to push his luck so I gave him a little tap. He looked round and I whispered in his ear that he was welcome to kiss Tasha and that he could touch her where he felt it would please her. He smiled and nodded and returned to the action. I then caught Tash looking at me, winking and then closing her eyes again. He continued to circle and tweak her nipples as he lent down and kissed her lightly on the lips. Her mouth fell open and their tongues entwined for a passionate and slow kiss, Tash's hips started to grind and her hands snaked around his neck pulling him into her. As this continued slow and sensually, I pulled the strings that were either side of her bikini that released them and peeled the front down, exposing her already glistening pussy. Derek felt this happen and then slowly pulled from the kiss and started to kiss lightly down to Tash's breasts, one at a time and then down her torso till he reached the little strip of hair at the top of her mound. She looked at me, with a slight frown and I smiled back mouthing "ENJOY". She smiled, closed her eyes and went with the inevitable. Derek let his tongue do the work and his hands cupping and playing with her breasts and it was not long. Not long at all before I saw Tash breathing heavy and her back arching into orgasm. Her mouth opened and she groaned with pleasure. Within seconds her body was moving in waves as a strong orgasm washed over her as her hands reached above her head trying to get some leverage against his mouth, only delving her hands deep into the cool sand. I then had the utter joy of watching my beautiful wife return the favour, laying him down, removing his shorts and exquisitely getting her hand, tongue and mouth to work on his long hard cock. He appeared to love every part of it and a few minutes later he exploded with cum into her mouth and she due fully drank down every drop. Then as she has recently started to do with me, she stayed in position and took five minutes licking and and cleaning his cock and balls with her tongue. When she was finished, she slowly climbed up his body and finished with a passionate kiss on his lips, again with their tongues darting into each others mouths. Me? Well I watched this stunning show. It was an absolute wonder that not one person walked passed as that would have killed everything, I wanked my cock as I watched her sucking him and as he came I did too, shooting cum onto Tasha's back. She seemed to love that, made this very nice girl feel very dirty for a short moment. Derek dressed, thanked us and disappeared into the Dunes and we laid their talking in the afternoon sun. This could not have been a better experience and as I type this (now home, I ran out of time in the airport to complete all this!) we are talking about potentially taking our next holiday at Desire in Mexico. We are on an erotic journey and where the hell will it end? Finally, something made us chuckle the evening after this event. We returned to the hotel bar and Derek pretended not to know us. We ordered our cocktails and then once he mixed them he gave us the bill. Turns out that he wasn't charging us for Tasha's drink! We laughed as surely I deserved a free drink too!