I couldn’t make out if they were guys or girls however. As I started to lick the bed, I heard footsteps and laughing. Then the door opened and I tur...ed to look. I saw three women – or at least I thought they were women – with Trish. “Here he is,” she said to them as they all came in the room. I tried to cover myself and they laughed. “How cute, he’s trying to cover up.” One of them said, she was just a little taller than Trish, but more rounded, a little chubby. Her big breasts were bulging. "Let's take it upstairs to my 'office'," Mark said to him, and thenturning to Joyce, "I apologize, but I've got to take care of this. Housebusiness, you understand. I hope I'll see you later?"With Mark gone, Joyce looked for some place to dispose of her drink.Pushing her way through the mass of dancing bodies, she wandered throughthe house in the opposite direction from the bar. In the corner, shespotted a pair of large planters with an artificial trees in them whereshe thought she might dump. Tall Dark and Handsome in the stairwell. We exchanged quick half smiles and continued in our separate directions. The experience at the beach was something else. The women tanned with their tops off, and the men adorned the tightest, shortest of speedos. The freedom of the culture still amazes me to this day. Spending a good majority of my school days playing water polo and being around guys in speedos didn’t prepare me for this. The cut and shape of their speedos was almost sensual, matching. She responds actively with her tongue exploring my mouth. My hand caresses her left breast and I can feel her nipple straining against the lace. I then reach behind her,unzipp her dress and pull it off her shoulders and it rests in her lap. I then dropped the strap of her bra off the shoulder and release her breast into the cool night air. I continue with my hand and run it between her legs and up to her wet pussy. By now she is quite amorous. I move my mouth to her nipple and tongue it..