Many thanks once again to Susurrus for his expert editing!
Larry and Laura arrived at the launch dock mid-morning on Wednesday, and took a seat under an awning to wait for Jack and Diane. They had made this date on Monday after meeting the sexy couple at this same dock and sharing a great adventure with them on the Isle of Eros. Jack and Diane had introduced them to some of the thrills of bisexuality that day, and the two couples became instant friends. They had dined and played together the previous night, and had agreed to a different approach to the day's outing.
Both couples were experienced swingers. Coincidentally, both had only enjoyed same room full swap and the girls decided that separate full swap might be a fun bit of extra spice to add to the day, especially if they twisted the concept of "full swap" with bisexuality. So they agreed the previous evening that Jack would pair with Laura and Larry with Diane for the first few hours, exploring the island and having whatever fun presented itself. Then, the four of them would meet for lunch, pairing off boy-boy and girl-girl for the remainder of the afternoon.
Larry was a little afraid that Jack would have an intense emotional effect on Laura, since he was in better shape than Larry, had blonde hair and a devilish grin kind of like Robert Redford, who was Laura's heart throb. Jealousy and "cheating" were always just under the surface in the lifestyle, and experienced swingers were bound to see a few fights and marital blow-ups at parties and clubs. Swinging was definitely not appropriate for many couples, but for those who understood both its possibilities and its limitations, could maintain some degree of separation of sex from emotion (an admittedly difficult prospect), and who had a healthy relationship in the rest of their life, it could provide some wonderful bonuses.
Larry knew that was why so many swingers were middle-aged, and why you often found couples who were on their second or third marriages before they found each other and clicked in the lifestyle. You had to be mature and self-confident enough to handle the emotional challenges. He turned to look at Laura who was beaming at him.
"What's the grin for?" he asked with a smile of his own.
"I noticed how intently you were thinking just now. I know exactly what thoughts were going through your head, and that made me think of how very much I love you," answered Laura.
"You had a worry about this full swap idea, and I want you to know how much I appreciate it," she continued. "We wouldn't be normal if we didn't worry at least a little bit, but it's being aware of each other's feelings, respecting each other as individuals, and giving each other the freedom to grow that swinging is really all about, isn't it?"
"Well, that and having free access to all the pussy a man can imagine," Larry grinned.
He ducked as she swept the large floppy sun hat she was wearing off and toward his head, then came back up and took her in his arms.
"I love you, Woman, and I'm proud of you. Thank you for being so amazing. I hope you have a great time with Jack today, and with Diane. You two seem to have really hit it off."
Laura smiled and gave him a quick kiss. "That's my wonderful Neanderthal," she said, patting him on the head. "You know you have nothing to worry about. Really, it probably ought to be me worrying that Jack will steal you away after last night," she observed.
Last night Larry had fucked his first male ass, and had been quite taken by the way Jack could clamp down on him. Larry hadn't returned the favor, and remained an anal virgin, but could that last barrier be all that far from crumbling?
Larry blushed a bit, remembering how incredible Jack's warm canal felt, and said, "Honey, no man could ever replace you. I mean, just look at you!"
He leaned back and drank her in. She had replaced the floppy straw hat, wore sunglasses that would be stylish on the Costa del Sol, a large shell necklace, no top, and one of her Wicked Weasel bikini bottoms. Light sandals adorned her feet, which also sported three toe rings. She grinned, stood, and did her best Jane Mansfield imitation, thrusting her hips one way and her 36C breasts another, one hand behind her head.
Three wolf whistles cut the air as Larry, Jack, and Diane all expressed their appreciation in near-unison. Jack and Diane were just starting across the boardwalk onto the dock. Diane skipped ahead of her lover/husband and squealed into Laura's arms. The women kissed passionately, then separated slightly and looked into each other's eyes.
"Good morning, Lover," smiled Diane. "You look good enough to eat right here."
"Hey, that's my girl you're groping!" Jack yelled, "At least for this morning."
"Well, you better bring her back to me in good condition, Don Juan," said Diane. "I have plans for this wench this afternoon!"
"Hey, what about me?" laughed Larry. "I feel like the ugly step brother all of a sudden."
"Don't you worry, sweetcakes," Jack cooed as he took Larry's hand and pulled him into an embrace. "I've got similar plans both for this," he boldly squeezed Larry's cock through his Speedo, "and this," he announced, grabbing Larry's ass cheek and giving it a pat.
"That's right," Diane said, smiling.
"Jack was talking at breakfast about how you two boys have some unfinished business to take care of. I hope we get to watch!" she said as she squeezed Laura's nipple.
This flustered Larry a little, who had only opened the door to gay sex a couple days earlier, but he covered his embarrassment with bravado saying, "Well, it'll be up to you to get me ready for him, Honey! Let's get on the boat."
They gathered their beach bags and boarded the launch, which had arrived at the dock a couple of minutes before. The boatman really loved his work. His passengers were a constant visual feast. The one woman with the big straw hat and no top had luscious looking tits. And the next couple, both completely nude except for matching straw cowboy hats, puka necklaces, and sandals looked like movie stars. He had learned already that he needed to beat off on every break to be able to maintain concentration for safely delivering his passengers to their Island of Love.
