“I think the Caymans and the people are just lovely so far,” Krista said. “7 Mile Beach on Grand Cayman was really beautiful. The one thing I don’t like is their puritanical attitude towards nudity, though.”
“Yes, that is a bit stuffy,” James agreed.
“You might like Spot Bay, then,” Harriet said. “It’s out on the eastern tip of the island. They sort of ignore all of the nudity rules there.”
“The bellhop told us about Spot Bay,” Krista said. “It sounds lovely.”
“Did he also tell you about the door-ajar game?” Harriet asked.
“He was very informative,” Susan said, Krista bursting into laughter.
“If it weren’t for that and Spot Bay, I’d never come here,” Harriet said. “But now it’s our fifth year. My husband just loves the diving here.”
“So, you leave your door ajar?” Krista asked, all doe-eyed innocence.
“We close it when we’re not in the room,” Harriet replied matter-of-factly, then smiled. “Does that offend you?”
“Not at all,” Krista replied. “It seems like a perfect way to deal with things.”
“Perhaps you’d like to join us this afternoon,” James said. “My wife doesn’t do the afternoon dive trip, so we go to Spot Bay. Harriet usually joins us. Several of the other divers who don’t do the afternoon dive also like to go.”
“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” Krista said.
“Ah, here they come,” James said, looking out to sea.
Turning to look, they saw two 42′ dive boats approaching, each crowded with at least 20 divers. The dining room was soon full of excited conversation as the divers talked about what they had experienced, what they had seen, eagle rays and hammerhead sharks seeming the most exciting.
James introduced his wife, Millie, when she arrived, a grey-eyed woman with short grey hair, her breasts seeming incongruously large on her spare frame. After chatting amiably for a few minutes, Zach, Krista, and Susan excused themselves, finding all of the diving talk uninteresting and boring. Going back to their room, they changed into their bathing suits and went down to the pool, Krista’s and Susan’s bikinis immediately attracting attention when others starting arriving at the pool after eating lunch, the afternoon dive trip not starting until 2:00.
“I don’t think that I’ve ever seen a bikini that had so little to it,” Millie said when she approached them with James after all of the divers disappeared for the afternoon dive trip.
“That was the whole idea,” Krista said. “I’d prefer not to wear anything, but they have these Neanderthalic nudity laws here.”
“Well, I must say they look very nice on you, both of you,” James said.
“We usually go to Spot Bay around 4:00,” Millie said. “It’s not too hot and that’s when it starts to be fun. One of us will come to your room for you when we’re ready to leave if you’d still like to join us.”
“Oh, I’m looking forward to it,” Krista said.
“My, aren’t you an interesting trio,” Millie said when she appeared at their open door a couple of hours later just in time to see Zach pulling his spurting cock from Susan’s pussy as she lay on top of Krista in a 69, dropping it into Krista’s waiting, open mouth so that she could finish sucking him off, then gasping for breath and flashing a quick smile at Millie, lifted her face to glue her mouth to Susan’s gaping, cum-drooling pussy to suck the cum cocktail from her. “I think that you’re going to be quite popular here.”
“We were made for each other,” Krista said as they disentangled themselves.
“I’ve heard of arrangements like yours,” Millie said. “I’ve often wondered what it would be like to live with two men.”
“Nice, but lacking,” Krista said as she pulled on a miniskirt and then a T-shirt while Susan did the same. “I love pussy almost as much as cock, so I enjoy having the best of both worlds.”
“I’d worry about having to share,” Millie sighed. “James isn’t what he once was.”
“We don’t have that problem with Zach,” Krista laughed. “His tongue and cock are always ready, willing, and able.”
“Aren’t you the lucky ones,” Millie said. “Shall we go?”
“Definitely,” Krista said.
It was only a 15-minute in a van borrowed from the resort to drive to the end of the road, then another couple of minutes of walking through the scrub dunes to reach Long Beach where they saw more than a dozen tourists, mostly women, and twice that many of what appeared to be local boys and men.
“This is my kind of a beach,” Krista laughed as they walked by a woman, a tourist from the looks of her with her sunburnt skin, one of the local boys between her legs fucking her while another squatted by her head, his black cock filling her mouth.
“Millie!” they heard and turned to see a group of three young men approaching, broad smiles splitting their dark faces. “We thought maybe you weren’t going to come.”
“You know that you’re the only reason I come to this island,” Millie replied with a laugh.
“I think that I’ll go for a swim first, sort of check things out,” Krista said as the three young men led Millie away, James following.
The three of them quickly stripped, then dove into the warm water, delighting in the sensations induced by swimming naked.
“This place is incredible,” Krista declared as they stood in waist-deep water looking at the beach. “Look at that!” she said, quickly and briefly pointing to where a very overweight woman, her skin pink from the sun, was astride one man while another fucked her in the ass and yet a third knelt in front of her so that she could suck his cock. Next to her an overweight man knelt, one black cock pounding his ass while he sucked on another.
“Oh, oh, oh!” Susan cried out, tears running down her cheeks.
“Susan, what’s wrong?” Krista asked in alarm.
“It’s just… seeing that, them, I-I thought of David,” Susan replied, turning to bury her face against Zach’s chest and sobbing. “It’s silly, I know, but I cannot tell you how many times he’d order five men for the evening and we’d do exactly that. Seeing them, it just reminded me of how much fun it was and then I realized that I might never see David again, share that with him again.”
“Well, from the looks of things,” Krista said, “there are enough guys hanging around that I’m willing to bet that we can find someone to take care of us. Maybe a cock or two, or three, will make you feel better. I know that I wouldn’t mind.”
“I still can’t get over the fact that people just have sex so openly, so publicly,” Susan said as they slowly walked towards the beach.
“What about Big Jim’s?” Zach asked.
“At least that was in a semi-private setting,” Susan replied, “and it was the most shocking experience of my life.”
“But you loved it!” Krista exclaimed.