Since our moonlight skinny dip turned into a full sex swap of our partners, my wife Heidi and I had become even more intimate with Juan and his wife, Donna. We were already good friends when we became a sex foursome on that moonlight cruise to the isolated yacht anchorage on the coral reef, but now we were friends with benefits. In addition to Juan and me being merchant mariner captains and living as neighbors in the Florida Keys, we had a lot more in common. Our wives had also become close friends and our sexual swapping was a friendly and fulfilling addition to our lives. Our shared sense of humor brought cheerful playtime to our sexual escapades and we had a lot of laughs during our capers together. We also moved in a common arena of responsibility to our families and work lives that made us careful with the planning of our adventures. To that end, we put as much time and preparation into the planning of our shared sex as we did into the actual execution of the plans.
The structure of our lives made the organization easier. Juan and Donna lived on a large waterfront lot with separate houses for them and Donna's parents, semi-retired real estate developers who got into the Florida Keys land rush early and made lucrative choices about when and where to buy property. Both of us couples had two young children, and Donna's parents were willing caretakers of their grandchildren and our two kids. They understood our marine work lives took us away for extended periods, and they provided consistency to our parenting, giving Juan, Donna, Heidi and me the guilt free opportunity for pleasure filled getaways. We could get away in luxury as well, since Juan and Donna often were in charge of large yachts that were idle between charters or use by their owners.
Our work schedules also played a role in our planning. As a captain of service vessels in the Gulf of Mexico operating tugs and supply boats to the offshore oil rigs, I worked 30 days on and 30 days off. My wife, Heidi, was mostly a stay at home Mom to our two kids, but put in a flexible schedule of property management for the real estate holdings of Donna's parents. Juan and Donna had set up a corporation for their yacht management operation and worked on call as their wealthy yacht owner clients required. So, we had busy times and open times when we could get away together for a sexual playtime without constraints or worries. Often we had an empty yacht as our playhouse.
Donna was Juan's First Mate in their work operating yachts for absentee owners, which were usually chartered out for corporate or other groups when the owners didn't use the vessel. She was a great planner, putting together itineraries for their cruises and making sure guests were well fed and accommodated. She applied that hospitality skill to setting up organized frameworks for our sex getaways, giving each of us in the foursome a turn to create a theme for our next "event." So far, my Danish immigrant wife, Heidi, had selected traditional foreign clothing for her "turn," which led to a hilarious mix of lederhosen, a burka, a Canadian Mountie uniform, and an actual New Guinea penis tube. All of the costumes came off, of course, in the intercourse of international sexual discovery. For her turn, Donna wrote a script for role playing with lots of room for adlibbing. The script was full of sexual tension, with several encounters between the females closing in on a lesbian sidetrack. We studied our scripts beforehand with excited expectation as to how this would actually play out as we adlibbed and expanded the roles we were handed. Acting it out was huge fun with all the actors naked and satiated at the climax.
Perhaps because of the intense scenes of affectionate romance between the two wives during our scripted roles, which had Heidi and Donna gazing into each other's eyes and closing in on a passionate kiss and embrace, Donna came up with a new wrinkle for our next "event."
"We should try something new each time," she said. "Something we've always had a fantasy about but not really tried. We could break new ground to see if we like the landscape." The four of us looked at each other in our spent nakedness and agreed that this navigation into unexplored sexual territory sounded exciting. We agreed to try it.
I wondered a bit about Donna's suggestion. She had told us about her history with women, from her first truly interactive sex with her college roommate to the arousal she felt in the shower with other women. She had not really had a full sexual engagement with a man until she hooked up with Juan. Even then, the two of them had explored a bit with each of them getting it on with their own gender while they were a new couple, and occasionally since. I noticed the hot interaction between Heidi and Donna during our scripted play event with Donna staring longingly into the face of my wife as they drew together for a full passionate kiss. Heidi played the role with her usual enthusiasm, engaging in the tongue exchange as they pulled their bodies into each other. Donna ran her hand over Heidi's full breast in this "scene" and the ever cooperative Heidi did the same with Donna's petite breast. Juan and I looked on with rapt interest as we stroked our stiff dicks in the audience. A good play leaves the audience yearning for the next act, and that is what playwright Donna did. She pulled away from Heidi gently, running her hand over a boob as she stared into Heidi's eyes, which were wide with wonder and lusty excitement at this new experience. All of us wanted to see the next act in this play.
In the relaxed afterglow of our sexual workouts, Juan, Donna, Heidi and I would sit around naked and talk about sexual discovery in our youth. Often it came up how we were first introduced to sex and how we discovered the delights of different aspects of sexual pleasure. Heidi was born and raised in Denmark, where sex is accepted as a normal part of human life and experience. Nonetheless, we were surprised when she told us about getting instruction in her high school physical education class on how to masturbate. Heidi has a sister and a brother, and when she asked her brother how boys masturbated, he promptly showed his sisters. The girls were so impressed they joined in and had a mutual masturbation threesome.
Juan grew up with a brother and told us about his older bro showing him how to achieve maximum ejaculation. That set off a competitive challenge to see who could squirt the most and farthest. In their late teens they were still whipping out their dicks at times and "stroking for the maximum commotion." Juan also admitted he swapped his hand with his brother's at times so that they jerked each other off. It was even more commotion, Juan said.
Donna is an only child of religious parents. Sex was a taboo topic and their social interaction was limited to church functions and a circle of acquaintances from that rigid sphere. After graduating from high school at 18 and before leaving for college in another state, the pastor of her church asked her to come in for some "private special counseling on the temptation of the flesh." It turned out to be really special, as he jerked off to demonstrate the evil. Even more special for Donna was the lesbian experience with her college roommate, who introduced Donna to her clitoris as well as her own.
"We had a lot of fun together," said Donna. "I learned more from her than any of my professors, and it was certainly more pleasant. We played with ourselves and each other. It was fun exploration."
As we sat around naked in the stateroom of the yacht Juan and Donna were managing between charters, we talked about these sexual experiences as if it were a talk show. Anchored far offshore at an isolated moorage, we had just engaged in a wild foursome sex orgy and had returned to our marital partners in a blissfully satiated state. That was part of our agreement. As two young married couples with an appetite for sexual adventure, we had formed a compact to swap our partners and get as crazy as our desire would take us in that moment. However, we would return to our marital partners to sleep the night together after the cum flew. No sneaky slipaways or clandestine couplings to disrupt our marriages and family or professional life. It seemed to work well.
As we talked that night about our sexual experiences, our arousal became apparent. My thick dick stiffened as we talked and I noticed that Juan's slender member was rising for a second coming. My wife, Heidi, leaning against me on the lounge couch in the stateroom with my hand cupping one of her lovely large breasts, slid her hand to her hairy crotch and began rubbing her pussy. Donna sat across from us with Juan and zoomed in on Heidi's activity. Donna slid her own hand to her perfectly trimmed pubic hair delta and into the mahogany lips of her pussy. Her other hand climbed to her petite breast and twirled a nipple with her fingers. It was a second act for our foursome. We climaxed watching each other jerk and finger ourselves into hip thrusting squirts and thrusts. What a replay of our youth!
It was my "turn" to come up with a theme for our next sexual engagement. As I pondered options for our foursome sex, my mind wandered back to my own youth. I grew up in an industrial area outside Detroit, where the playground for me and my two sisters was the railroad staging yard where empty box cars were parked after being unloaded at the nearby factories. My two sisters had a life of their own and my young life was one of adventures with my two friends, Milos and Clifford. We were an independent threesome, mostly because we were incorrigible teenagers, and also because our parents had no idea of the discoveries we could find for ourselves as we roamed the industrial landscape. Empty boxcars were an especially fertile venue for adventure. We would seek out a secluded boxcar with an unlocked door where we could jerk off together. Three amigos discovering what their hands could make their dicks do! It was innocent discovery fun, and it sure felt good!
We three boys once convinced a high school girl to come with us for a "train ride." Inside the dimly lit boxcar with the door slightly open, I asked if she could show us her body.
