Close Friends on Grand Cayman Ch. 02

My wife and I were really looking forward to a sunny getaway to Grand Cayman and this trip with two other couples meant we were enjoying an incredible oceanfront villa on the north side of the island. We had hoped that opportunities for some private, clothes free sunning might present themselves during the vacation but as it turns out, by day two, the villa had become fully clothes optional. A morning skinny dip in the ocean launched a discussion with our friends that we were all comfortable with nudity around the villa.

Let me describe the place we were staying. The four bedrooms were all master suites with a large central great room and open kitchen design. Across the rear of the house sliding glass doors opened to the patio and beach access stairs. An outdoor dining table and chairs was located along the left side of the patio with a large retractable umbrella over the table. The patio then led to an expansive pool deck and garden to the right of the house. The garden landscape was located between the property edge and road and along with the distance, provided a dense screen of vegetation that isolated us from the highway. The pool was quite large for most Caribbean villas. Primarily rectangular, there was a semicircular alcove along one of the long sides of the pool with built in seats and an in-water table. Plenty of room for all 6 of us to sit, enjoy drinks and ponder the view. The opposite side of the pool had an infinity edge so the pool water seemed to merge directly into the sea.

It was only natural for everyone to grab their bagel, cereal and coffee and gather around the outdoor table for a breakfast earlier than we had imagined for the first day of vacation. Maggie and Liz were still naked after our morning vote and Jo, while still wearing her robe and let it come untied making it obvious that she was naked underneath. I was still in my speedo and Sid had wrapped his towel around himself while getting his plate together. Steve was still in his running shorts but had shed his shirt. Even in the early morning you could tell that it was going to be a hot, humid day, just what we had in mind when planning a beach vacation.

After setting my plate on the table and folding my towel onto my seat I went over to the wall by the beach and tried to be nonchalant while removing my speedo and hanging it on the wall to dry. I sensed eyes upon my as I made my way back to the table and took my seat but my goal was act as if it was no big deal. I was glad to have on sunglasses, even in the early day, as I tried not to stare too openly and these beautiful naked women.

The rest of the morning proceeded just like any day at the beach with friends. Everyone was well aware of the risk of overdoing the sun exposure early in a trip and there was constant rotation as we spent time sunning, in the shade and cooling off in the pool. Around mid morning I was ready for a bit more physical activity and convinced everyone that a snorkel expedition would be perfect. The water inside the reef right in front of our house was only 8 to 10 feet deep and there were scattered coral heads that I was sure would provide some interesting sea life. We are all divers and know the beauty of a Caribbean reef but this would be a nice warm up before we set up a formal scuba dive.

"Do you think we need to get dressed?" asked Steve. He had eventually gotten out of his running shorts after breakfast making us a completely nude group.

"The next house down the road is about a quarter mile away," answered Liz. "You can't see it from where we get in the water. Once we're in I think we'd all be out of sight enough not to offend someone who might not understand how good this feels."

A dive vacation usually means toting huge bags of equipment. This trip was more about relaxing and, even though we were all divers and were planning a couple of dive excursions, we hadn't brought all the usual gear for a scuba vacation. However, mask, fins and snorkel were part of what was packed in the carryon bags since we knew we'd be right on the water with a great place to explore.

It took very little time for everyone to get ready since there was no need to find swimsuits. I took an extra minute to get my GoPro and assemble it on its extension pole. I was the last one in the water and immediately took off to where Liz was paddling around a fairly large coral head. She had ventured out a good distance but it was easy to get there with the aid of the swim fins. A marker projected out of the top of the reef since it was so close to the surface, a real hassle for someone coming by in a boat.

The underwater view was amazing and not just because of the abundant fish life around this coral. Liz's bare ass was what caught my attention immediately. I snapped a few pictures of this lovely scene. She pointed out a small crevice and peering in I saw the open mouth of a chain moray eel. Beautiful! These small reef eels have great yellow stripes and dots on a dark background. As I was trying to get some video footage Liz had stuck her head out of the water to get our friends attention. Jo and Maggie weren't too far away and I backed away to give them room to get in for a closer look. I'll admit that while I had enjoyed a morning of ogling these naked women, the view of them all bobbing in the salt water was even more spectacular and I quickly turned my video camera on to capture this vision for later masturbatory enjoyment!

Sid and Steve followed behind their wives (and who wouldn't with all this exposed skin). We must have been quite a sight bobbing in water about 8 feet deep. I could hear the sound of an outboard motor underwater and lifted my head up enough to see where it might be coming from. A small skiff was paralleling the coastline carrying a couple of fishermen. They were a bit further out than us but deviated our direction as the neared the coral head.

"Everybody OK?" one asked. "Just wanted to make sure no one was hurt."

Liz answered. "No, we're all great. Just enjoying this beautiful place."

"Looks incredibly beautiful from where we are," he responded with a smile.

A little salute and off they went. I guess the clear water and my wife's buxom bobbing gave them something to smile about.

After another 40 minutes or so we ended up back in front of the villa excitedly talking about everything we'd seen, Sid and I had found several nice sized lobster and we discussing how we might lure them into a catch bag for an appetizer before dinner one night.

The rest of the afternoon was spent pretty much as a repeat of the morning. Sun, shade, pool, repeat. We had another afternoon snorkel which prompted a discussion of when we might go diving. As I said, this was not a specific dive trip but we all enjoyed diving and wanted to get some bottom time while here in such a scuba mecca. I offered to drive down to one of the nearby dive operators to check out availability and sign us up for something the next day and Liz volunteered to go with me. Jo chimed in that she and Steve would go with us just to see a bit of the island and to stop off at the nearby market to get a few things to add to dinner that night.

Reluctantly, we four pulled on clothing although I was commando under my board shorts and I was happy to see that both Liz and Jo wore bikini tops under loose fitting tank top coverups. Sid and Maggie waved a naked wave to us as we headed out.

There are only a couple of dive operators near the part of the island where we were staying. Having been there many times I had been diving with both and found both to be excellent in service and in the dive sites available. We stopped at the one located closest to our villa and headed to the office to make inquires about the next day. We were looking to do a two-tank dive, that is, two dives in the afternoon. That way we could have a leisurely morning and not feet rushed. Jane, at the front desk welcomed us with a smile. Liz explained what we were looking for.

"We've got a boat going out tomorrow afternoon which should give you just what you want. I'm so glad you came in because right now there's just one couple signed up and we were going to have to cancel. They'll be so happy that you've come along."

"Super," said Liz. "What can we do to make it easier to roll in tomorrow afternoon and not delay things?"

"I can take your information now, have you fill out paperwork, make copies of your C-cards and credit cards and get everyone fit for gear right now. That way, you can just show up down at the dock tomorrow and all your equipment will be on the boat and ready to go."

I looked at Jo. "Since Sid and Maggie have all their cards back at the house, why don't you and Steve get your equipment sized and then walk over to the market. Liz and I will run back and either get those two or at least their cards. We'll meet at the dock bar after we get everything done."

We made our way quickly to the van and headed back down the road to our villa, only a few minutes away. Liz went in ahead of me as I turned the van around. When I entered I saw her across the great room standing just off to the side of one of the windows facing the pool area.

"Are they getting their stuff? How soon will they be ready?"

"Shhh," she whispered loudly, motioning me to join her by the window.

Looking out I could see our friends in the pool. Or I should say, Sid was in the pool. Maggie was on the table that was in the pool in the seating area. She was lying on her back while Sid had his face buried between her legs, her knees draped over her shoulders.

"Shit!"

That was about all I could say. It was obvious that Maggie was enjoying the hell out of Sid's attention. One arm was raised above her head while the other hand kneaded and groped her own breast and pulled on her nipples. Even behind the closed glass we could hear their animal rutting noises as she moaned her pleasure. I don't know how long he'd been licking on her pussy but it seemed that her orgasm was eminent.

Liz stood in front of me staring out of the window. There was a solar film that had been put on the windows to help conserve energy in the bright sunlight that streamed over the rear of the house. I knew from time outside that morning that we were virtually invisible to anyone outside looking into the house. I moved closer behind my wife and put my hands on her hips. I could sense subtle movement; her own pelvis rocking back and forth, almost in sync with Maggie's motion under the influence of her husband's tongue. She involuntarily pushed back against me, her rounded ass bumping against my own groin which responded as expected. I slid the cover up she had put on over her bikini and was somewhat surprised to see that it was a thong. She must have gotten this suit before this trip but I wasn't going to complain a bit. One hand slid down between her ass cheeks and fingers dipped into a drenched pussy. She was clearly turned on by the scene before her. But then again, who wouldn't be?

Outside, Maggie had gotten a bit more vocal. I suppose her assumption that they were completely alone had given made her relaxed enough to fully enjoy the licking that she was clearly enjoying.

"Lick it, suck my clit, faster, faster..."

Her husband followed her direction and soon she was in the throes of orgasmic bliss.

At the same time, my own hand was pulsing across my wife's slick slit. Even covered by the thin fabric of her thong bikini her clitoris bulged, swollen with excitement and her breathing indicated her own readiness for orgasm. I never thought she could get so excited so fast and cum so hard. She fought to suppress a scream as she did, bucking against my fingers.

"So its safe to assume that you get turned on being a voyeur?"

"You as well," she replied as she grabbed my stiff cock through my board shorts.

We continued observing our friends through the window as her breathing began to return to a more normal intensity.

"How are we going to get their attention without them knowing we've been watching?", she asked.

"Go out to the car, give a little toot on the horn. They'll wonder if it's someone coming to the door and will probably get some clothes on. Meanwhile, I'll run to our room and wash my hands. They're covered in perfume!"

By the time I came back from cleaning up I could here Liz talking to Maggie and Sid in the kitchen.

"...so if you can get your C-cards and give me a credit card, we can get the paperwork started. Or if you want, come back with us and we'll meet Steve and Jo for a drink at the bar down on the dock by the dive shop."

They looked at bit flushed, both wrapped up in towels.

"We'll just come with you," said Jo. I could use a break from the sun and a cold tropical drink sounds perfect right now. Let me grab some shorts."

Liz winked at her. "Just get your cover up. No reason to dirty any more clothes than you need."

A minute later we were hauling ourselves into the van to head back to the shop. I recognized a primal, musky scent as the hot humid air began to circulate. I wonder whether it was from my wife or our friend sitting right behind me...