The party continued at the pool, where he received many celebratory kisses and squeezes. One concerned citizen jokingly worried that in making sure my husband was taken care of, there was no one to take care of me and offered to do so himself. Oh, sweetie,” said Tina, putting an arm around her shoulders. “It's okay. Don't worry. We like you guys, too.” I thought the ultra sparkly costume I wore for that night’s metallic party would be the highlight of my day, but it was seeing our friends and community come together to make sure my partner had a birthday he would never forget.

The pleasure on his face was palpable as we gave him a blowjob together, as was the pleasure on ours when he took turns going down on us. The session ended with him taking her from behind while burying his fingers in me, leaving all of us sweaty and breathless. We spent much of the day exploring the beautiful scenery with our friends, reaffirming that the bond between swingers extends well beyond the bedroom.

In fact, plenty of our fellow cruisers don’t even identify as swingers or non-monogamous. They just appreciate the opportunity to take a luxury vacation with non-judgmental, sex-positive people who hold space for them.

I was a little blown away," Deanna recalls. "But with a little romance he talked me into it. I'm an open person, so for him I was willing to give it a shot because it's what made him happy." Their First Time (With Other People) Midnight approached on one of their final nights, and as the club emptied out, Rob and Laura headed for the late-night Jacuzzi. For the first time all week, Laura decided to ditch her bikini bottom and climb into the hot tub fully naked. Suddenly, from the swirl of bodies, shimmering in the pool lights, another couple appeared before them. The fellow—a few years older than them, thin, balding, and handsome, drink in hand—stepped forward with a kindly smile. “Rob? Laura? Is that you? I'm Mike.” He shook their hands. “And this is my wife, Tina.” She moved into the light, a slender, fine-featured beauty in her late 40s. “So you've been here for a few days already,” Mike says. “How's it been going?” I awoke to the glowing, golden hues of a Tahitian sunrise in the best way possible: with my husband’s face buried between my thighs. Like me, his libido was running at full capacity ever since boarding the Luxury Lifestyle Vacations (LLV) cruise through French Polynesia the night prior, and the moment I was awake, we needed to release that pent-up energy. The hottest people at Desire Pearl, of course, are the staff. A young waiter told me he's propositioned by guests on at least a weekly basis, offered gobs of money, even, but fortunately he has a diplomatic out: “It's strictly forbidden,” he tells guests. “Even to enter a guest room, I will lose my job.” It's a kindly way of turning people down, convenient because it happens to be true. The waiter said that corporate higher-ups will even test new hires with fake guests, offering cash for sexual favors. “We are watched closely,” he explained. “We're meant to be friendly…but get too friendly, and you'll be gone.”So far, their crowded sex life hasn't impacted their union negatively. If anything, "It's better," Mark says. "We're just stronger," Deanna agrees. "There is a certain strength that comes with freedom, knowing that you can do what you want." They both say that swinging helps them feel "less trapped" in their long-term relationship. I was so in my element that all the insecurities I brought on board were gone by this point. Don’t let anyone fool you into thinking that swinging requires looking a certain way: the name of the game is confidence, and I was seeing that being myself is all I need. Wednesday

Many people spent today taking it easy, enjoying their time in paradise and resting up for the final day on the ship.We settled into the familiar comfort of not having to hide anything; not having to pretend that we define our love with sexual fidelity. In having the opportunity to be ourselves, we were able to truly relax. And that’s what vacations are for, right? Warning: As you’d expect, this week’s diary features some explicit details about sex, so it’s definitely NSFW. Monday I promised everyone that we would meet on the next LLV trip, be it a hotel takeover or a cruise, and that next time we wouldn’t wait so long to get to know each other. With the balcony door open, I watched the landscape cruise by while he used his mouth to bring me to orgasm. I switched positions on the couch, so he was behind me, making sure he got to take in the pleasurable view while experiencing his own pleasure.

He eased into his seat on the dance floor as she writhed her body around him in time to the music, making me wish it was my birthday, too. Thursday

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