6 comments/ 36773 views/ 18 favorites Close Friends on Grand Cayman Ch. 01 By: jbsecretagent24 The Cayman Islands are a mecca for scuba divers. Some of the best reef diving in the world is just a one hour flight from Miami. Most people who have been to the island only see the area around Georgetown and in the West Bay Area or the famous Stingray City where visitors can snorkel with the wild animals in their home environment. There is a lot going on in the developed part of the island and Seven Mile Beach is a gorgeous strand of clean white sand. However, in my opinion, the best part of Grand Cayman is the relatively undeveloped Northside and East End parts of the island. I say undeveloped. The rental villas along the coast are beautifully appointed with most right on the water boasting incredible views of blue shades of water. Most of the nicer homes have private pools. It is a story about a trip to one of these secluded homes that I want to share with you today. As an avid scuba diver I have had the good fortune to dive in the Cayman Islands many times. It was on one of these trips that I discovered a rental house on the Northside of the island that I thought would be perfect for a getaway vacation for my wife Liz and myself. Some dive vacations are for concentrated diving. This trip was to get some serious relaxation time with an occasional dive. The house we rented was on Queen's Highway. I found out about the place on an earlier dive trip when I gave a ride to a fellow diver who was staying there. There was a security gate to get into the property and a loop driveway in front of an Island Style home. Single level living with a raised central cupola that promoted breezes to flow through the house when the doors were opened. The waterside of the home overlooked the ocean and there were steps in the ironshore to a private beach that was only 100 feet long and about 30 feet deep. There was no way anyone could walk down from either side since there was no continuous sand or pathway. Lots on both sides were undeveloped and densely covered with the trees and shrubs common to the area. However, the best part of the house was just to the side of the main structure. Here and infinity edge pool overlooked the beach and water. There was a built in bench and table in the pool where one could sit and stare and the awesomeness of the view. I took a huge number of pictures to show Liz when I got home thinking that we would have to rent this place soon. That time came last spring. Our kids had made spring break plans of their own so it would only be the two of us. That is until Liz was describing the house to her friends Maggie and Jo. They were both intrigued with the idea of a tropical vacation and when Liz got home she brought up the idea of sharing the house with both couples. While I secretly was hoping for serious alone time with my best friend and a chance for some all over tanning, it would be nice to split the cost of the rental three ways. The house had four master suites so that wouldn't be a problem. It looked like it would be a go for all of us. The months leading to the trip seemed to drag on. Work was hectic for both of us. We did manage to get together with Maggie and her husband Sid and with Jo and Steve on several occasions. Conversations centered on the upcoming vacation and some of the activities that we could look forward to. Meanwhile, I think all of us figured this would be a good motivation to step up the physical fitness a bit. We were all in our early 50's but had managed to stay in decent shape. I'm not kidding myself. No one had 6 pack abs or cellulite free bodies but then again, we could all manage a vigorous bike ride or swim. The day of our departure was early and dark. Since this was not a specific scuba trip, Liz and I had only brought our snorkel gear. I figured we could always rent if we wanted to go diving. Our friends had talked about golfing but the courses on the island are pretty far away from where we were staying. Club rentals would be the way to go if that was what they wanted to do. As it turns out, everyone was able to get by with carry-on sized bags. That made it a whole lot faster when we finally got to the airport in Grand Cayman. Our rental van was awaiting us and by 1 o'clock we were on our way to our week of bliss. Our friends were so excited as we made our way out of the relative bustle of Georgetown. We stopped off for a quick lunch at a favorite roadside stand serving typical island food and then a longer stop at the big grocery store to supply the first half of the week. Of course, the liquor store next door was an important part of that shopping spree. By four o'clock we were pulling up to the gate out the house. The driveway enters at an angle so you can't even see the house from the road because of the landscaping. Everyone else in the car gasped as it came into view. The bright island yellow color with blue standing seam metal roof fit the tropical mood, especially with the clear blue sky behind. Squeals of delight came from the women as they went into the great room and the vista of ocean spread out before them. They almost ran from room to room and out onto the pool deck taking it all in. Vacation had definitely started! We guys unloaded the supplies and then rolled bags to the individual suites. Less than 10 minutes later we were all enjoying a cold brew while standing in the pool and cooling off from the considerable humidity. As I mentioned earlier, none of us were fashion models. All over the age of 50 with the telltale signs of life. All the women had had children. There were assorted scars and bulges. That said, we were in better shape than the majority of people our age. The girls were all wearing two piece bathing suits. When I swim laps at home I will wear a brief speedo and I had it on today but underneath my board shorts as did the other guys. Liz and I have frequented nude beaches both at home at the Outer Banks of North Carolina close to our town and on previous caribbean trips and I had hoped we might have that opportunity on this trip but sharing with two other couples meant having to suppress that idea. Maybe if we had some alone time at the house. The day of travel was wearing on all of us as well as the couple of beers after arriving. We got cleaned up and drove a short distance to a restaurant that serves an Australian/Island fusion menu. Spectacular, particularly while sitting out on the dining deck and enjoyed even more with a couple bottles of wine. By the time we were back at the house everyone was pretty whipped from an early departure to a late meal and bedroom retirement came quickly. I think Liz was wanting a bit of intimate time but she realized that our exhaustion might not lend itself to mutual enjoyment. I woke sometime during the night for a bathroom break and it sounded like Jo and Steve had found some energy for a late night rally. The other room was as quiet as ours. We had not closed the curtains in our room before going to bed and consequently the light streaming through the sliding doors woke me shortly after sun up. I think my stirring around is what woke Liz up. First day of vacation and here we were up at the crack of dawn. However, the feel of Liz's hand on by quickly stiffening dick let me know that she had had plenty of rest and was ready for something to get the blood moving. She quickly slid down holding on to my cock and directing it from one cheek to the other stopping to lick the shaft as it crossed her lips. The softness of her touch and the warmth of her breath and tongue caused it to engorge nearly to its limit. The back and forth motion stopped momentarily when she opened her lips and sucked the swollen head into her soft mouth. Her hand stroked up and down as she continued this stimulation and I could feel the pressure building in my balls. Sensing this her hands sped up its pistoning action. After being together for 30 years she knows what it takes for me to get off and moments later I was spurting goo all over my belly. I could tell that this early morning activity had gotten her worked up pretty well. She quickly moved over top of me placing her now slick pussy directly over my face awaiting my tongue. I can't remember the last time she was so wet and ready and it didn't take but a couple of minutes of my licking her clit before she was audibly moaning and shaking, finally stretching backward, pulling her love button away from my mouth and trying to suppress a scream. "That's a great way to wake up in paradise," she panted, after her orgasm began to subside. "I guess I'm ready for a shower," I said. "Let's get a quick swim in first." She ducked into the bathroom while I grabbed my speedo out of my suitcase and found a couple of beach towels in the closet. I was waiting outside the sliding doors of our room on the pool deck when she came out in her swim cover up. "Okay to swim in the ocean?" she asked. It was still early and I didn't see any indication our friends were stirring yet. We walked down the 10 steps from the pool deck that put us on our private stretch of beach. The water was flat and inviting, crystal clear in the early morning sun. A few small coral heads were visible but a sandy patch would let us walk in without risk of stepping on a sea urchin or sharp coral edge. I set our towels down on one of the loungers there on the sand and started doing some arm stretches. As I gazed over the scene, Liz walked past me into the water...completely naked! "The coverup was on the top of my suitcase and I didn't want to go digging through everything else to find my bikini." I wasn't about to complain and used her lead to justify my stripping off and following her in wearing nothing but my birthday suit. We swam for probably 20 minutes. The water was refreshing considering how humid it was even in the early morning. The house looked even more palatial from the water side and I was so thankful that we had the good fortune to be staying here. The view of Liz walking out of the water ahead of me was spectacular. As much as I love looking at her naked from the front, there's something about watching her from behind, the gentle curve of her womanly hips, the narrowing at her waist, the way her large breasts jut out from her body so that you can see their rounded curve even from the back. After drying off she slipped her cover up back on and I got my speedo adjusted. A quick hug there on the sand made it clear I hadn't dried off very well as the front of her light blue wrap was wet and her breasts clearly showed through. Of course I didn't bring this to her attention. As we climbed back up the steps we were greeted by Maggie, sitting by the pool with her Kindle in her hand. "That looked so refreshing," she smiled. "Is the water warm?" "Perfect temperature, even this early," Liz replied. Maggie was wearing a beach cover up. I could see the straps of a bathing suit top around her neck. Her long legs stretched out showed that she spent some time either in the gym or running. I was glad that my recent exertion meant that my dick would not respond to the sight of those legs. Of course I was still in my speedo. The solar 1 inch side. The small one. The door open and Sid came out carrying a tray with 2 cups of coffee. "Good morning guys," he said. "There's a pot of coffee already brewed." Liz walked over to the lounger by Maggie and sat down. "I guess you want your usual?" I asked her. "Thanks, babe." Sid was handing a cup to his wife and then sat down on a chair opposite the girls. I went in to pour some for us. I debated whether I should put on my board shorts before going back out but decided against it. I enjoy getting some "solar therapy" and as I said earlier, I'm not afraid of maximizing my sun exposure. Might as well start off the week making it clear I was going to be a speedo wearing guy. I served my wife her coffee (bit of cream, no sweet) then took a seat in the lounger next to Sid. Liz was reclining directly across from him with the head of her chaise sitting upright and with her knees bent up and feet on the cushion. I could tell why he seemed wrapped in conversation with my wife. Since she was naked under her coverup her shaved pussy was on clear display! That with the see thorough wet top which made her areola obvious would have been hard for any red blooded man to ignore. I was having trouble with it myself. "Was your swim good?" asked Maggie. "Absolutely, the water temperature is perfect. It's always a bit easier swimming in ocean water because of the salinity. You end up being more buoyant. And today is perfect since the water is like glass." "I knew it was like glass," she laughed. "I could see through it just like glass." "I guess we've been caught," said Liz. "No big deal," said Maggie. "Sid and I have been known to enjoy some nude sunning. I'm thinking a bit of skinny dipping might be just what I need to wake me up right now. Are you coming honey?" With that she got up from her chair and walked down the steps to the beach. She disappeared for a moment when she was below the top of the stairway and when she reappeared at the water's edge she was naked. Sid was kind of staring at her dumbfounded. "She said she wanted to go a bit wild on this trip," he said. "I wasn't expecting this so soon." Liz answered, "You better go join her. Everyone should have a lifeguard." Sid almost ran to catch up with his wife, his running shorts discarded in a flash as they both disappeared under the surface. "I need some more coffee," said Liz. "Can I refill your cup?" When she came back a few minutes later she was chuckling to herself. "Why didn't you tell me you could see right through this coverup when it's wet? Jo and Steve were in the kitchen when I went in and I thought Steve's eyes were going to jump out of his head. When I glanced in the mirror I figured out what was going on." "Did they seem upset?" "I don't think so. Jo was shaking her head at him and telling him to grow up. Here they come now. I guess we should just go ahead an have a conversation about it." Our two friends came out and took the last 2 recliners on the pool deck. Steve had on a pair of short running shorts, Jo a short robe. How she packed that in her carry on I don't know. "Where are Maggie and Sid?" she asked. Liz answered, pointing toward the beach, "they're out for a wake up swim." Jo stood up to take a look. "Are they naked?" "Yup," I answered. "Liz and I took a morning skinny dip and I think we inspired them to try it too." "That sounds like fun," said Jo. "What do you think Steve? Do you think you can keep things under control enough to do that with all this skin showing?" I chimed in, "there is no pressure to show anything you don't want to show. In fact, if it bothers anyone that someone else is naked then we can make it mandatory that everyone wears something. But if no objections then the rule can me nude if you want. Of course, we need to confirm this with Maggie and Sid but I'm guessing they will be okay with it." Looking over at the waterline we could see the naked figures of our other two compatriots coming out of the water, hand in hand. Seeing the four of us watching them made them jump toward their towels and wrap themselves up. Liz explained the discussion. "How about a vote?" Six voices unanimously voted for a clothing optional vacation. With that, Maggie and Sid both dropped their towels and Liz pulled her cover up over her head. "I'm okay with this," said Steve, "but give me some time to get with the program." "Who's ready for breakfast?" asked Maggie as she bent down to grab her towel then headed in to the house. "Remember, always sit on a towel!" It looks like our island week was off to a revealing start... Close Friends on Grand Cayman Ch. 02 My wife and I were really looking forward to a sunny getaway to Grand Cayman and this trip with two other couples meant we were enjoying an incredible oceanfront villa on the north side of the island. We had hoped that opportunities for some private, clothes free sunning might present themselves during the vacation but as it turns out, by day two, the villa had become fully clothes optional. A morning skinny dip in the ocean launched a discussion with our friends that we were all comfortable with nudity around the villa. Let me describe the place we were staying. The four bedrooms were all master suites with a large central great room and open kitchen design. Across the rear of the house sliding glass doors opened to the patio and beach access stairs. An outdoor dining table and chairs was located along the left side of the patio with a large retractable umbrella over the table. The patio then led to an expansive pool deck and garden to the right of the house. The garden landscape was located between the property edge and road and along with the distance, provided a dense screen of vegetation that isolated us from the highway. The pool was quite large for most Caribbean villas. Primarily rectangular, there was a semicircular alcove along one of the long sides of the pool with built in seats and an in-water table. Plenty of room for all 6 of us to sit, enjoy drinks and ponder the view. The opposite side of the pool had an infinity edge so the pool water seemed to merge directly into the sea. It was only natural for everyone to grab their bagel, cereal and coffee and gather around the outdoor table for a breakfast earlier than we had imagined for the first day of vacation. Maggie and Liz were still naked after our morning vote and Jo, while still wearing her robe and let it come untied making it obvious that she was naked underneath. I was still in my speedo and Sid had wrapped his towel around himself while getting his plate together. Steve was still in his running shorts but had shed his shirt. Even in the early morning you could tell that it was going to be a hot, humid day, just what we had in mind when planning a beach vacation. After setting my plate on the table and folding my towel onto my seat I went over to the wall by the beach and tried to be nonchalant while removing my speedo and hanging it on the wall to dry. I sensed eyes upon my as I made my way back to the table and took my seat but my goal was act as if it was no big deal. I was glad to have on sunglasses, even in the early day, as I tried not to stare too openly and these beautiful naked women. The rest of the morning proceeded just like any day at the beach with friends. Everyone was well aware of the risk of overdoing the sun exposure early in a trip and there was constant rotation as we spent time sunning, in the shade and cooling off in the pool. Around mid morning I was ready for a bit more physical activity and convinced everyone that a snorkel expedition would be perfect. The water inside the reef right in front of our house was only 8 to 10 feet deep and there were scattered coral heads that I was sure would provide some interesting sea life. We are all divers and know the beauty of a Caribbean reef but this would be a nice warm up before we set up a formal scuba dive. "Do you think we need to get dressed?" asked Steve. He had eventually gotten out of his running shorts after breakfast making us a completely nude group. "The next house down the road is about a quarter mile away," answered Liz. "You can't see it from where we get in the water. Once we're in I think we'd all be out of sight enough not to offend someone who might not understand how good this feels." A dive vacation usually means toting huge bags of equipment. This trip was more about relaxing and, even though we were all divers and were planning a couple of dive excursions, we hadn't brought all the usual gear for a scuba vacation. However, mask, fins and snorkel were part of what was packed in the carryon bags since we knew we'd be right on the water with a great place to explore. It took very little time for everyone to get ready since there was no need to find swimsuits. I took an extra minute to get my GoPro and assemble it on its extension pole. I was the last one in the water and immediately took off to where Liz was paddling around a fairly large coral head. She had ventured out a good distance but it was easy to get there with the aid of the swim fins. A marker projected out of the top of the reef since it was so close to the surface, a real hassle for someone coming by in a boat. The underwater view was amazing and not just because of the abundant fish life around this coral. Liz's bare ass was what caught my attention immediately. I snapped a few pictures of this lovely scene. She pointed out a small crevice and peering in I saw the open mouth of a chain moray eel. Beautiful! These small reef eels have great yellow stripes and dots on a dark background. As I was trying to get some video footage Liz had stuck her head out of the water to get our friends attention. Jo and Maggie weren't too far away and I backed away to give them room to get in for a closer look. I'll admit that while I had enjoyed a morning of ogling these naked women, the view of them all bobbing in the salt water was even more spectacular and I quickly turned my video camera on to capture this vision for later masturbatory enjoyment! Sid and Steve followed behind their wives (and who wouldn't with all this exposed skin). We must have been quite a sight bobbing in water about 8 feet deep. I could hear the sound of an outboard motor underwater and lifted my head up enough to see where it might be coming from. A small skiff was paralleling the coastline carrying a couple of fishermen. They were a bit further out than us but deviated our direction as the neared the coral head. "Everybody OK?" one asked. "Just wanted to make sure no one was hurt." Liz answered. "No, we're all great. Just enjoying this beautiful place." "Looks incredibly beautiful from where we are," he responded with a smile. A little salute and off they went. I guess the clear water and my wife's buxom bobbing gave them something to smile about. After another 40 minutes or so we ended up back in front of the villa excitedly talking about everything we'd seen, Sid and I had found several nice sized lobster and we discussing how we might lure them into a catch bag for an appetizer before dinner one night. The rest of the afternoon was spent pretty much as a repeat of the morning. Sun, shade, pool, repeat. We had another afternoon snorkel which prompted a discussion of when we might go diving. As I said, this was not a specific dive trip but we all enjoyed diving and wanted to get some bottom time while here in such a scuba mecca. I offered to drive down to one of the nearby dive operators to check out availability and sign us up for something the next day and Liz volunteered to go with me. Jo chimed in that she and Steve would go with us just to see a bit of the island and to stop off at the nearby market to get a few things to add to dinner that night. Reluctantly, we four pulled on clothing although I was commando under my board shorts and I was happy to see that both Liz and Jo wore bikini tops under loose fitting tank top coverups. Sid and Maggie waved a naked wave to us as we headed out. There are only a couple of dive operators near the part of the island where we were staying. Having been there many times I had been diving with both and found both to be excellent in service and in the dive sites available. We stopped at the one located closest to our villa and headed to the office to make inquires about the next day. We were looking to do a two-tank dive, that is, two dives in the afternoon. That way we could have a leisurely morning and not feet rushed. Jane, at the front desk welcomed us with a smile. Liz explained what we were looking for. "We've got a boat going out tomorrow afternoon which should give you just what you want. I'm so glad you came in because right now there's just one couple signed up and we were going to have to cancel. They'll be so happy that you've come along." "Super," said Liz. "What can we do to make it easier to roll in tomorrow afternoon and not delay things?" "I can take your information now, have you fill out paperwork, make copies of your C-cards and credit cards and get everyone fit for gear right now. That way, you can just show up down at the dock tomorrow and all your equipment will be on the boat and ready to go." I looked at Jo. "Since Sid and Maggie have all their cards back at the house, why don't you and Steve get your equipment sized and then walk over to the market. Liz and I will run back and either get those two or at least their cards. We'll meet at the dock bar after we get everything done." We made our way quickly to the van and headed back down the road to our villa, only a few minutes away. Liz went in ahead of me as I turned the van around. When I entered I saw her across the great room standing just off to the side of one of the windows facing the pool area. "Are they getting their stuff? How soon will they be ready?" "Shhh," she whispered loudly, motioning me to join her by the window. Looking out I could see our friends in the pool. Or I should say, Sid was in the pool. Maggie was on the table that was in the pool in the seating area. She was lying on her back while Sid had his face buried between her legs, her knees draped over her shoulders. "Shit!" That was about all I could say. It was obvious that Maggie was enjoying the hell out of Sid's attention. One arm was raised above her head while the other hand kneaded and groped her own breast and pulled on her nipples. Even behind the closed glass we could hear their animal rutting noises as she moaned her pleasure. I don't know how long he'd been licking on her pussy but it seemed that her orgasm was eminent. Liz stood in front of me staring out of the window. There was a solar film that had been put on the windows to help conserve energy in the bright sunlight that streamed over the rear of the house. I knew from time outside that morning that we were virtually invisible to anyone outside looking into the house. I moved closer behind my wife and put my hands on her hips. I could sense subtle movement; her own pelvis rocking back and forth, almost in sync with Maggie's motion under the influence of her husband's tongue. She involuntarily pushed back against me, her rounded ass bumping against my own groin which responded as expected. I slid the cover up she had put on over her bikini and was somewhat surprised to see that it was a thong. She must have gotten this suit before this trip but I wasn't going to complain a bit. One hand slid down between her ass cheeks and fingers dipped into a drenched pussy. She was clearly turned on by the scene before her. But then again, who wouldn't be? Outside, Maggie had gotten a bit more vocal. I suppose her assumption that they were completely alone had given made her relaxed enough to fully enjoy the licking that she was clearly enjoying. "Lick it, suck my clit, faster, faster..." Her husband followed her direction and soon she was in the throes of orgasmic bliss. At the same time, my own hand was pulsing across my wife's slick slit. Even covered by the thin fabric of her thong bikini her clitoris bulged, swollen with excitement and her breathing indicated her own readiness for orgasm. I never thought she could get so excited so fast and cum so hard. She fought to suppress a scream as she did, bucking against my fingers. "So its safe to assume that you get turned on being a voyeur?" "You as well," she replied as she grabbed my stiff cock through my board shorts. We continued observing our friends through the window as her breathing began to return to a more normal intensity. "How are we going to get their attention without them knowing we've been watching?", she asked. "Go out to the car, give a little toot on the horn. They'll wonder if it's someone coming to the door and will probably get some clothes on. Meanwhile, I'll run to our room and wash my hands. They're covered in perfume!" By the time I came back from cleaning up I could here Liz talking to Maggie and Sid in the kitchen. "...so if you can get your C-cards and give me a credit card, we can get the paperwork started. Or if you want, come back with us and we'll meet Steve and Jo for a drink at the bar down on the dock by the dive shop." They looked at bit flushed, both wrapped up in towels. "We'll just come with you," said Jo. I could use a break from the sun and a cold tropical drink sounds perfect right now. Let me grab some shorts." Liz winked at her. "Just get your cover up. No reason to dirty any more clothes than you need." A minute later we were hauling ourselves into the van to head back to the shop. I recognized a primal, musky scent as the hot humid air began to circulate. I wonder whether it was from my wife or our friend sitting right behind me... Close Friends on Grand Cayman Ch. 03 Our Grand Cayman vacation was going to get even better as we were planning an afternoon scuba outing for the next day. Liz and I had gone back to the villa to pick up the other couple of our sextet to get everyone signed up and geared up for our diving. If you've read the previous chapter you'll know that we had found Sid and Maggie engaged in a super hot oral session in the middle of the swimming pool. That is, Liz and I spied on our friends and my wife got so turned on, so quickly that she had a gushing orgasm from my fingers in no time at all. Now the four of us are casually driving to the dive shop. Liz and Maggie led the way into the office and I couldn't help but notice the gentle roll of Maggie's hips under her mid thigh cover up. She had pulled it on over her naked body as we left the villa so I knew she was commando under her beach dress. My own wife's ass was an attention getter and the extreme heat of the day had made the back of her own cover-up damp with perspiration. It was obvious to me that she was wearing a thong bottom. However, when I looked for the outline of the string of her bikini top and didn't see it's tell tale impression. She must have taken it off when we were back at the villa. How could I have not noticed before? The dive shop girl, Jane, was finishing with Steve and Jo as we entered. They had been fitted for gear and filled out the appropriate forms, releases and dive history information. After a brief discussion we decided that since it was as late as it was we would just eat dinner at the bar/restaurant at the resort next to the dive shop. Jo said they would go down and get a table so we could relax with drinks before the sunset and follow that with a light dinner. Meanwhile, the rest of us turned to our paperwork while Jan pulled BCD's off the rental gear rack for us to try on. "Do you think we'll need wetsuits?" asked Maggie. "This time of year the water is a nice 85 degrees. Even an hour-long dive is comfortable in just swimsuits. Our divemasters pride themselves on not putting on a wetsuit until January so you ought to be fine." The BCDs for Sid and me fit just fine. I could tell the versions picked for the girls were specifically designed for females. They are cut a little wider at the top to accommodate breasts. Watching Liz and Maggie put on the tight fitting vests with nothing but the thin beach cover-ups on made both of their ample chests beautifully pronounced. The cool temperatures in the dive shop had a noticeable effect on both women as protuberant nipples were on display. "We'll have everyone's gear on the boat tomorrow morning. Just remember your mask, fins and snorkel. There's a cooler on the boat of you want to bring drinks although we have water and lemonade on board. It's supposed to be a scorcher so don't forget sunscreen and hats." "Will it be a full boat?" asked Sid. "Right now its you six plus 2 other couples who have been diving with us this week. Conditions look good to go around to the North Side, maybe out to Babylon, which is about as far that direction as we go. I'll be on the boat tomorrow as well as Geoff and Kimba." Excited about the next day's adventure we headed out of the shop to walk down to the dock bar to meet Steve and Jo and have a well-deserved drink. Imagine our surprise to see it pouring rain as we stepped into the humidity. These Caribbean squalls are almost daily occurrences. Just wait a few minutes or so and they will blow by leaving things either a bit cooler or quite the opposite with near oppressive heat. But hey, it's still in paradise. We waited on the small porch of the dive shop for the downpour to pass. Even under the overhanging roof rain blew in on us. "I'm already wet," I said. "I'm going on down for a drink. If you follow me be careful on the walkway. You don't want to slip." The raindrops were warm as I walked quickly down to the dock bar. It was only a hundred yards or so but by the time I got there my shirt was drenched. Ducking under the thatched roof of the bar I turned to see Sid right behind me. The girls were still on the dive shop porch but looked like they were giving up their wait for the rain to slacken. A second or two later they stepped out and headed our way. Jo and Steve had secured a table large enough for all of us next to the bar but under cover. With the rain, the place had filled up with beach goers and divers returning from afternoon boat trips. Liz and Maggie had to weave their way through the crowd to get to their seats. My eyes popped out of my head as they both pulled out their chairs, as I'm sure every other guy in the place had the same reaction. Wearing just the thin fabric beach cover-ups and being naked, or nearly so under them gave them the look of participants in a wet T-shirt contest. There was little left to the imagination with the cloth clinging to naked skin and nipples clearly evident. Turning to squeeze into the seats showed off bare asses what with Maggie naked under her beach dress and Liz sporting a thong. We all enjoyed the view but to tell you the truth, since we'd all been naked together most of the day it was no big deal. Not so much for Lionel, the server who came to our table almost immediately to take our drink order. He was quite attentive the rest of the evening! Our group ended up spending the better part of the evening enjoying the local Caybrew beer, tasty hot wings and pretty decent bar food before heading back to our villa. The rain had blown over soon after we got to the bar and eventually Liz and Maggie dried out enough that they weren't sitting in wet t-shirts the whole night. I think Lionel enjoyed his treat as well as the generous tip we gave him for taking such good care of us. Fortunately, it wasn't too far a drive back to our place. By the time we stumbled back in we had all woken up a bit and with the post rain humidity were hot and sweaty. "I'm taking a dip," said Liz as she pulled her cover-up over her head as we piled out of the van. A trail of clothing lined the floor as we all made our way toward the pool. I stopped off at the kitchen to fill a cooler with ice and beer and joined my wife and friends for an impromptu naked pool party. We all enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere with conversation lubricated by the alcohol and good company. As the night wore on there were more and more yawns and finally Sid and Maggie were the first to get out of the pool and head to bed. Steve and Jo were right behind them leaving Liz and myself in the water enjoying the clear night sky. One of the bedrooms of the villa had sliding doors that opened onto the pool deck and our evening reverie was squashed when the lights in the room were switched on as Jo and Steve entered. From our spot in the pool near the infinity edge we could easily see into the room and could even make out conversation as our friends had left the sliding door ajar behind the screen to get a little tropical air in their room. We could easily see them moving about the room, still naked, as we had all been nearly the entire day. The lights darkened as a switch was thrown but there was still a low wattage desk lamp on and this cast dim illuminated on their bodies. Jo sat down at the edge of the bed and pulled her husband close to her. It was clear that he was erect and that his rigid cock jutted out, pointing at her face. "We shouldn't be watching," I whispered to my wife. But we were too enthralled at the scene to move. All this was happening only 15 feet from our poolside vantage point. One of Jo's hands wrapped around the shaft of his dick while the other reached around to grab and caress his ass. Her hand pumped up and down the turgid member and she directed the head against her cheeks and across her lips. It looks as if her eyes were directed up towards his face but in the dim light Steve appeared to have his eyes closed. Her lips opened and she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, her tongue darting out around its swollen helmet. As she continued this action she would suck more and more of his length into her mouth until she was deep throating his entire dick. The sexy scene in front of us was having a profound impact. We were still in the pool at the edge closest to their room and window. I was just behind Liz and she reached her hand behind her to grab my full erection. She pumped slowly so as not to cause the water to lap up against us or the side of the pool and make noise that would give away our presence. After a short time she raised her body up on her forearms at the pool deck and pushed her butt back towards me with her legs spread. My cock easily slid into her wet snatch, even in the pool water. My penetrations were slow and deliberate, again to try not to make too much noise. It turns out that wasn't too big a deal as Steve was obviously enjoying the oral pleasures that Jo was giving him and his moaning could be easily heard through the partially open sliding door. However, I had to stifle my own desire to moan as my wife pushed back against my penetrating penis while we fucked in the pool. The visual of this couple and her expert oral technique stimulated both of us and I felt the building tension of my orgasm. As my dick slid into her pussy I would feel the brush of my wife's fingers. She was rubbing her clit while I took her from behind. As I started to ejaculate into her sopping pussy she clenched down on my shaft, a sure sign she was in the throes of orgasms too. In real life, a simultaneous orgasm is incredibly rare. I thing it was the voyeuristic stimulation that led us to enjoy this joint pleasure. A loud grunt came out of Steve's mouth and I watched as his wife quickly withdrew his cock from her mouth and pumped it vigorously as he shot string after string of jizz through the air. He seemed to sag as the orgasm waned and he then helped Jo to her feet. At first I was scared they would come out to the pool to wash off and find us there, still linked, dick to pussy like animals, after watching them. But they ended up heading into their own bathroom. Liz started a quiet giggle. "A first for us, a three way simultaneous orgasm. Too bad Steve doesn't know." Slowly I withdrew and we made our way out of the pool and found our towels to dry off and head in to our own bed. We were both ready for a good night's sleep after a great vacation day and even better vacation evening. Plus, we would need to be ready for tomorrow's afternoon dive trip...