Like everyone we have friends in the lifestyle and other friends who are not. Usually we keep them quite separate. And those that are not in the lifestyle don’t know about our other pursuits. We have a hard core group of friends which we all quite often get together with. It’s not always about sex, quite often we will get together and do social things although we do usually end up fucking. There is Steve and I and two other couples, Heather and Jack, Karen and Mike, the singles Gabby and Dave. All of the women are bi and we have all had each other. We even had an all girl four way and made all the guys watch. Except Karen and Mike who are open about their swinging we are all very discreet and don’t advertise the fact that we are swingers to our straight friends.
We all do things together and the fact that we all swing makes life very interesting. We take turns at arranging different activities. My husband had just arranged one. It was a road trip around the South Island. During the day we would do all the touristy things. And at night we would usually end up in one of our hotel rooms where we would all get it on. You could say we fucked our way around the South Island. This time it was Dave‘s turn to come up with an adventure. He has a lot of straight friends and has a lot of things available to him. One of his straight friends has a large boat in the sounds. So we decided to have a long weekend floating orgy. For safety we needed to have his friend as the skipper, but we could not let him know we were all swingers. He knows the boat and has a lot of local knowledge, he has been boating the sounds since he was a kid. He knows which bays to overnight in depending on the weather conditions.
We take two cars and do a slow road trip starting at 10 o’clock on the Thursday to Picton, stopping along the way to enjoy some of the local spots. we don’t arrive into Picton until the late afternoon. We go straight to a pub and have an early dinner so we can get on the water early and find a nice spot to overnight. The skipper joins us for dinner, and after dinner we all boarded the boat and head down the sounds to find a nice spot to overnight. Karen asks the skipper if some of the woman are allowed to topless sun bath out on the deck. He says the boat is well known in the area but as long as no one is around and you are discreet you can do anything you like. I thought if he got seen with a lot of naked women running around the deck he might have some rather difficult explaining to do to his wife. The boat was a catamaran, which Dave says it is the way to go and unlike a monohull doesn’t rock around in the smallest of waves. There are three levels with all of the four cabins down in the hull, these consist of three doubles and one treble cabin.The middle deck has the salon and the upper deck consists of the wheelhouse and lounge. The boat is designed to sleep nine, but Dave says the skipper has a double cabin to himself and he always sleeps in the salon. By the time we arrived at our overnight stopping point it was starting to get dark. After moring up we all stood on deck looking at the stars in the sky, in the warm summer breeze and took in the sweet salty air. Us four women disappeared into the salon and exited carrying several bottles of wine 🍷. We all head up to the lounge and was joined by the skipper. All the woman sat on an L-shaped sofa with a table in front of them for their glasses and bottles of wine. In front of the skipper we all played it straight. Laughing, joking and talking shit. after a few hours he said he was gonna head to bed and we all said we were about to do the same. We let the skipper get a 10 minute head start on us and then we all headed for our cabins. There was different things going on in each of the different cabins. With a lot of tip towing between cabins going on. Everybody was mix and matching all over the place and I lost count of who was up who and who wasn’t paying. We weren’t too concerned about the skipper hearing people moaning because it wasn’t as if he was going to come and see what all the noise was about. We all felt like naughty little children doing things behind the skippers back.
At breakfast he asked us all how we had slept ?
We all smiled. Although if he only knew what we were smiling about.
On the Friday we got him to drop us off at Ships Cove and we took the short walk to the water fall. Then walked back along the Queen Charlotte Walkway to Resolution Bay, had lunch and got him to pick us up and take us to an island. Some of us explored the island while others stayed on the boat working on their tan. While others swam off the boat. The holiday was more than a weekend sex session. We were all good friends and during the day we would enjoy doing all the straight things with the bonus of being naughty at night. It was fun teasing all the guys when we knew they couldn’t do anything in front of the skipper. On the Saturday night we all played cards in the salon and would grab the guys cocks under the table. We knew they couldn’t do anything in front of the skipper but we sure got fucked hard later on when we all went back to the cabins. The whole weekend was like that. Straight days and naughty night. I sometimes wonder if the skipper knew what was going on although he never let on.
We all said our goodbyes to him on the Sunday afternoon just before heading back. We all look at each other‘s photos taken of that weekend. Some are straight and some not so.
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