We're lying on a beach on a tiny holiday island. The sand is white, the sky and ocean blue. Lush green vegetation rises behind the bungalow style rooms of the hotel. The island is no bigger than a public park. We're doing what we do every day; lie on the
beach. I'm bored.

We see the only single man on the island. He looks bored, aimlessly wandering up and down the beach.
'Invite him over.' I tell my wife Sally.
'Why, do you want him?' she sounds bored too.
'I'm embarrassed that she knows me so well. 'It's been a long time.' I say.
'Well, you have been a good boy.' she replies.

Lazily she lifts her long sun bronzed limbs from her sun bed. Slowly she saunters over towards him. I slip a hand under my swim trunks and fondle my balls, alive to the possibilities. I see him stop. Sally talks to him. He smiles and follows her. Yes!

She introduces Jack to me. He flashes that smile again. It puckers my sphincter. I invite him to sit while I order drinks. Soon were sipping cool cocktails and making small talk. He has broad shoulders and a boyishly handsome face. Dark silky hair covers his belly and dips down to the waistband of his bikini bathers. A full mound of
flesh nestles in there. Cut or uncut, I wonder: thick or thin. Does he know I'm thinking this? Sally must know.

I steer the conversation in her direction. I need her to lay the trap. If she's in a good mood she'll play things my way. If she's feeling bitchy she'll fuck him alone; won't even let me watch. Today she's at her charming best. I smile as she reels him in.

'Just off to the loo.' she says happily. Sally never powders her nose.
'Your wife is very charming.' Jack says.
'Would you like to fuck her?' I ask.
'What!' he splutters.
'It's okay, you can. I don't mind.' I reassure him.
'Really?' he asks, not believing his luck. He probably hasn't sniffed pussy all week
'Sure. There's just one proviso.' I tell him.
'What's that?' he asks nervously.
'I want to suck your cock too.'
'Man... I don't know. I've never done that before.' he says.
'I doesn't hurt.' I say.
'Is that the only way you'll let me fuck your wife?' he asks.
'Absolutely.' I say firmly.
'Well, we are miles from home....' he says.
'Good man. Shall we go in.' I say.

Sally is lying naked on the bed, showing the pink. The door is open and the room is full of light. 'Shouldn't we draw the curtains, close the door?' he asks. 'No, it's more fun this way.' I say, stepping out of my bathing trunks. I see his eyes dart from my cock to Sally's cunt. I kneel before him and lower his bikinis. Out pops a fat
uncircumcised cock. I snake back the foreskin and gaze in wonder at the beauty of his cockhead. He starts to stiffen in my hands.

'Come lay down.' Sally calls out to him.
Thinking he has escaped my evil clutches he bounds over to the bed. He lies down and Sally mounts his mouth. I see his hands spreading her apart. Little grunting noises escape from his throat as he eagerly eats her muff. His cock rises to full mast, the cockhead an angry red colour. I see a goop of precum trail down its underside. I can't resist.

I poke out my tongue and lap it up. My favourite appetiser. Eagerly I gobble his throbbing cock into my mouth. He is hard, warm and tasty. I feel him thrust into me. I think he has overcome his reservations. Expertly I work him in to the back of my throat. With one hand I gently fondle his nuts. Suddenly he lurches under me. I ease myself off him and catch the tell tale last trace of his cream. But he is young and is soon rearing to go again.

Sally rearranges us. She lies down on her back and takes Jack's cock in to her mouth. He makes a point of groaning loudly, pretending Sally is doing a better job than I did. With my thumbs I gently spread Sally's snatch. I gaze lovingly into the wet, pink interior. This honey pot, this Venus fly trap that she uses to get me lollipops. I slide two fingers in to her as I lick her clit. She squirms beneath me. We know each other so well.

I sense a shadow across the sunlight flooding the room. I look up at the doorway. There stands a fat, balding middle aged man. He is playing with himself as he watches us intently. I decide that he is safe; he won't interfere. For his delight I stretch across Sally and lick Jack's arsehole. He doesn't protest; instead he grinds his ass
against me, eager for more tongue. I think we are all ready now. I signal the voyeur to back away for five minutes. He understands my message and withdraws.

I lay Jack on his back. Sally eagerly mounts him. I hear both of them whimper as flesh meets horny flesh. He starts to thrust madly but I slow him down. Now comes the delicate part. Sally loves a double dicking but it takes time to get her comfortable. Very slowly I insert my cock, sliding in on the slipperiness of Jack's cock. The voyeur returns, crouches down by the bed for a better look. I'm so turned on by knowing that he's watching us.

Sally sighs. She has adjusted to this double girth. Jack resumes his stroking. My cock rubs beautifully against his, and the two of us rub together into Sally's steamy snatch. I can feel the hard ridge of his cockhead. Sally groans in delight at the thickness in her. We're getting closer, closer. The voyeur slips his warm tongue into my arsehole. He sends me into overdrive as the cum floods out of me. Soon Sally shudders and Jack shoots his cum all over my cock as the voyeur slips away.