Like most people we have friends in the lifestyle and friends that are not. Usually we keep them quite separate. And those that are not in the life style don't know about our other pursuits. We have a hard core group of friends who we all quite often get together with. It's not always about sex, sometimes we do social things although we do usually end up fucking. There's the Steve and I two other couples Heather and Jack, Karen and Mike and the two singles Gabby and Jeff. All the woman a bi and we have all had each other. We even had an all girl fourway and made all the guys watch.
Except Karen and Mike, who are open about their swinging, we are all very discrete and don't advertise the fact that we are swingers to our straight friends.
We all do things together and the fact that we all swing makes life interesting. We all take turns at arranging different activities. My husband has just arranged one. It was a road trip around the South Island. During the day we would do all the touristy things and at night we would usually end up in one of our hotel rooms, where we all get it on. You could say we fucked our way around the South Island. This time it was Jeff's turn to come up with an adventure. He has a lot of straight friends and a lot of things available to him. One of his straight friends has a large boat in the sounds, so we decided to have a floating orgy over a long weekend. For safety we needed to have his friend as the skipper, But we could not let him know we were all swingers. He knows the boat well and has a lot of local knowledge. He has been boating the sounds since he was a kid. He knows which bay to overnight in, depending on the weather conditions.
We took two cars and do a slow road trip to Picton, starting at 10 o'clock on the first day. Stopping along the way to enjoy some of the local spots. We don't arrive into Picton until late afternoon. We go straight to a pub and have an early dinner so we can get on the water early and find a nice spot to overnight in. The skipper joins us for dinner and after dinner we all boarded the boat and headed down the sounds to find a nice spot to overnight in. Karen asked the skipper if some of the woman are allowed to topless sunbathe out on the deck ? His reply is the boat is well known in the area, but as long as no one is around and you are discreet you can do anything you like. I thought if he got seen with a load of topless women running around that deck he might have some rather difficult explaining to do to his wife. The boat is a catamarine. Which Jeff says is the way to go and unlike a monohull it doesn't rock around in the smallest of waves. There are three levels, with all of the cabins down in the hull. These consist of three doubles and one triple, the middle deck has the salon and the upper deck consist of the wheelhouse and a lounge. The boat is designed to sleep nine. But Jeff says the skipper has one of the double cabins to himself and he always sleeps in the salon. By the time we arrived at our overnight stopping point it was starting to get dark. After mouring up, we all stood on the deck and looked at the stars in the sky in the warm summer breeze. And took in the warm salty air. Us women disappeared into the salon and exited with several bottles of a wine. We all headed up to the lounge and were joined by the skipper and all the men. All the women sat on an L-shaped sofa with the bottles of wine and glasses on a table in front of them
In front of the skipper we all played it straight, laughing, joking and talking shit. After a few hours the skipper said he was gonna head to bed, and we all said we were about to do the same. We let the skipper get a 10 minute head start on us and then we all headed to our cabins. There was different things going on in each of the different cabins. With a lot of tip towing between cabins going on. Everyone was mixing and matching all over the place, and I lost count of who was doing what to whom. And we weren't to concerned about the skipper hearing people moaning because it wasn't as if he was going to come and see what all the noise was about. We felt like naughty little school children doing things behind the teachers back.
At breakfast the next morning the skipper asked us all how we had slept the night before. Of course we didn't tell him what we'd been up to. We all just smiled. Although if he only knew what we were smiling about.
On the Friday we got him to drop us off at Ships Cove and we took the short walk to the waterfall. Then we walked back along that Queen Charlotte walkway to Resolution Bay, had lunch and got him to pick us up and take us to an island. Some of us explored the island while others stayed on the boat, working on their tans while others swim off the boat. The holiday was more than a weekend sex session. We are all good friends and during the day we would all enjoy doing all the straight things with the bonus of being naughty at night. It was fun teasing all the guys when we knew they couldn't do anything in front of the skipper. On the Saturday night we all played cards in the salon and grab all the guys cocks under the table as we knew they couldn't do anything in front of the skipper. But we sure got fucked hard when we all went back to the cabins. The whole weekend was like that, straight days and naughty nights. I sometimes wonder if the skipper knew what was going on. Although he never let on.
We all said our good byes to the skipper on the Sunday afternoon just before heading back. We all looked at each other's photos take of the weekend, some straight and some not so.
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