Caribbean Swingers

Two couples meet at a resort. One couple is experienced swingers, the other is virginal to extra-marital affairs. Things take off like crazy when the couples swap. There is NOTHING boring about this book.

SAMPLE:
Ellie stood, strolled around the bed to me and, perhaps instinctively, acted as if she was experienced in the art of orgy. She pressed the front of her body into my side, brought her face to mine to be kissed. Unable to maintain my composure with this encouragement, I grunted and spent deep inside of Beth. 
Ellie held me as I was senseless with the excitement, I comprehended Beth crawling away from me, and suddenly I was lying on the bed, Ellie on top of me, her kisses smothering me, her flesh compacted against mine, her wetness mingling with mine.

The two of us petted, with no limits to where our hands could roam, our lips could lick. The rest of the bed was empty, then I realized Randy and Beth were on the sofa, engaged in play of their own. There seemed to be no hurry, just soft, gentle merrymaking. I played with Ellie's clit, stroking it, exploring the soft skin of her nether lips, dipping a finger into her chasm, still drenched with her husband's residue. I would have descended and sucked on the delicate tissue, but I was waved off. Did she not wish me to become that intimate, or was it that she was embarrassed that one man would be so bold as to taste another man's semen? At times, I thought my touches were bringing her to the edge of the precipice, but when she seemed to be ready to jump the cliff, she hung back.

Of course, I kept a watch on what was happening on the couch, and I'm sure Ellie did as well. Randy was stiff again, and I was semi-hard as well - a desirable naked woman who you've never had before is a powerful aphrodisiac. I remained conscious that the other couple were still, in one very important facet, virginal, and I didn't wish to overstep my bounds unless Ellie begged me to, or alternatively, Randy made the first move...