Ady smirked a little. “Honestly, I think she was totally unnerved. Not necessary by what we did, but by the thought that we might actually be swingers and somehow she didn’t know about it until now.”
“I assume you explained the situation.”
“Yeah, we gave her the quick version. Assured her this was a one time thing. And I swear to god she looked disappointed. I really wonder about her sometimes.”
We were interrupted by the guides calling everyone to come down to the rafts. As I was heading down to the water, Jason and I made eye contact. Unlike yesterday, he didn’t try to avoid it and seemed to be in a much better place. He nodded at me, as if to say “we’re good; no hard feelings,” as we stepped onto the raft.
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That afternoon, we stopped at the incredible Havasu Creek. Words don’t even begin to describe the surreal beauty of that place: pristine turquoise water, like the beach in Tahiti, picturesque waterfalls and countless tranquil pools. It was like paradise. I’d never seen anything like it. And it seemed to have an intoxicating effect on everyone. The usual suspects (Sam, Serena, Amy, Kara) were all topless almost immediately. But what really shocked me was when I turned around and saw Ady’s breasts. I never, in a thousand years, thought I’d see Ady go topless in front of other people. Never. But as I looked around, all I saw were breasts. Everyone was topless.
Ady looked at me and shrugged, “when in Rome, I guess. I didn’t want to be the prude one.” She smiled, “and now I’ve got a reputation as a swinger to uphold.”
Ady seemed a little self-conscious at first, but before long, neither of us thought anything of it. We each took a few jumps off of a decent sized waterfall into a large pool below and everyone clapped and cheered. After a while, though, we decided to venture off upstream and explore some more secluded areas. Several times, one of us pulled the other into an embrace and we kissed. I even took the opportunity to fondle her breasts a few times. We seemed to be in a good place, but neither of us asked the other any questions about the night before. I wondered how long that would last.
We reached a point where the creek forked off in several directions. We clung to the left wall of the canyon and followed the water around the bend to where we could hear another small waterfall. Up ahead, Ady had stopped and was peering over a small bush, toward the waterfall. I came up behind her. It was then that I realized why she had stopped. Under the small waterfall, I saw a man’s back, with two legs sticking out by each hip. I looked closer. It was Tom, our muscle-bound New Zealander guide and the legs belonged to Sam. He was standing in the creek. She was seated on a rock just behind the small waterfall. By the way his hips were moving, it was clear that they were fucking. He had his arms around her hips, supporting her on the rock as he thrust into her.
I grabbed Ady by the hips and motioned for her to move forward. We got closer, so we could get a better view, though we were still 15 to 20 feet away from them, with a large rock to provide us some cover. From my new vantage point, I could see Sam’s face and breasts. Her eyes were closed, lost in passion. It was the most erotic sight I’d ever seen, and despite all the sex I’d had over the last few days, I was instantly hard. And I could tell Ady was just as transfixed by what she was seeing.
We were standing in a portion of the creek with very warm water that came up to our mid thighs. Ady was directly in front of me, wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini bottom. Reflexively, I reached out and grabbed her hips, rubbing my erection against her ass. She sighed, offering no resistance. As we continued to watch, I lowered my trunks and began rubbing my bare cock up and down the crack of her ass. She pushed her ass up against me and sighed again, continuing to watch Tom and Sam. I reached down and moved her bikini to the side, exposing her pussy, and a second later I was inside her.
For what seemed like a long time, I slowly thrust in and out of her, both of us continuing to watch the scene in front of us, silently. At one point, Tom lifted Sam off the rock and into the creek. He spun her around. She put both hands on the rock and extended her ass toward him. In an instant, he was back inside her, fucking her aggressively from behind, his huge arms wrapped around her, groping her.
By this point, Ady had begun fingering herself and I could tell she was getting close to orgasm. As much as I’d enjoyed the show, I’d seen enough by that point and I wanted to focus on Ady. I pulled out of her and spun her around. Then I reached down, lifted her up and gently laid her down on the sandy bank of the creek. She spread her legs, welcoming me, and I wasted no time plunging my cock back inside her. I dug my hands into the wet sand below her thighs, propping her legs up high and wide, maximizing my penetration. We kissed passionately as my balls slapped against her over and over.
After a few minutes of this, we were both nearing orgasm. It was then that Ady’s eyes suddenly went wide. “Jake! Jake! Stop!” she whispered urgently, putting her hands on my chest to stop me. “They’re watching us.”
I stopped thrusting and looked back over my shoulder. Tom and Sam were standing in the creek, about 15 feet behind us. They were no longer screwing but were just standing there, casually watching us, smiles on their faces. My brain was telling me I should stop. But I was so close to coming, so desperate to get my release. So instead I turned back toward Ady, looked her right in the eyes, and began thrusting again, urgently.
Ady looked shocked, but after a few seconds, I could tell that her lust had regained control. Her fingers shot back down to her clit and she began fingering herself frantically. Her eyes soon grew wide again and she started saying “oh god… oh god… oh my god… oh fuck, I’m coming, Jake!” Her eyes closed and she threw her head back into the sand as she climaxed, her hips shaking and her pussy spasming, pushing me over the edge as well. I’m not sure quite what came over me, but instead of coming inside her, I pulled out at the last moment and watched as my cum shot across her belly and up onto her chest and face. Feeling the droplets hit her, she opened her eyes again and lifted her head. She smiled and shook her head, as if chiding me for acting like a porn star. But she was all smiles, basking in a post-orgasmic glow.
By the time we stood up to wash ourselves off in the creek, Tom and Sam were gone.
NIGHT 5: Putting the Cots Together
That night, during dinner, Ady ditched me to join Allyson and Lori. With some amount of trepidation, I went and sat next to John and Jason, who were sitting by the bank, drinking beers. As we spoke, it quickly became clear that Lori had already filled John in on our “swap” and the circumstances that led to it. John was a doctor and former army field medic and he had a very direct way of speaking; he was never one to beat around the bush. Within seconds of me sitting down, he was peppering both Jason and I with questions. He asked us how we felt about what had happened, how we thought Ady and Allyson were handling it, etc. It was awkward to talk about, particularly in front of Jason, but in a way, I was hugely thankful to John for making us get it all out in the open. It was like a group therapy session. And by the end of it, Jason and I were in a much better place, once again friendly and relatively at ease with each other.