After arriving back home in Turkey and describing everything in detail to my very happy hubby, it was time to reflect on everything.The fallout with Denn was probably a good thing really but I don’t like causing hurt or pain to anyone, and now he was sending both me and Gary some really scathing messages about our morals, calling me lots of names etc.But when I think about all the wonderful pleasures that both hubby and I have experienced, nearly all of them have not caused any hurt, pain or anger.As far as I am aware, all the things I have done have not caused breakdowns in relationships at all.Yes, I have behaved like a complete tart, but it’s all been done for sheer pleasure and nothing else. In fact, I now wish I had started enjoying all these pleasures when I was much younger.I should have carried on gaining experience and pleasure when I was in my thirties. At hubby’s insistence, I had started down that road but told him that I didn’t want to continue after a while.So, for the best part of eighteen years, I had led a respectable but boring life as a faithful wife.Dieting, looking after myself and being admired by younger men when I retired here in Turkey had started me off again, and my life has now become a complete whirl of sexual bliss, and I wanted it to carry on as long as possible.And the possibilities were increasing, so I didn’t even consider changing anything just because of some hurtful mail. If anything, it made me more determined to carry on.I had just three days to go before my next journey: a flight to Cyprus to meet up with Vanessa for a four-day girlie time.Gary, bless him, had kept on top of the household chores while I had been away, so I only really had washing and ironing to catch up on.Hazel was back in her apartment near us, and we found time for a threesome. She had completely accepted our lifestyle, and the fact that I was going away to be with another lady didn’t seem to bother her at all.The sex between the three of us was getting more adventurous. It was very obvious that she turned Gary on immensely, and he was performing better than he had been for a long time.I wasn’t really anxious about that. I just wanted it all to carry on as it was. Hazel is very attractive, and as she has come out of her shell, she has shown us both that she has a great sense of humour.That last evening, we had together before I went away was simply wonderful. It actually felt quite strange for me to be going away to stay with another woman having had such wonderful sex with Hazel.With guys, very few of the shags I have had have been anything more than just lust. Very pleasurable, but no thoughts of anything more than the sheer ecstasy I get from it.However, with ladies, it’s more than that. Hazel, Yvonne and Ugras. With all three of them, I could quite easily become a lifetime partner. That’s what all three of them wanted from me, but I would have to give up an awful lot to do that, even though at times I felt like taking that step.So, when I got to meet up with Vanessa in Cyprus, I really wanted to make sure that it was just lust and a new venture for her. I didn’t want another lady wanting any more than just the sheer pleasure that two bodies can get from each other.Thank heavens, that is just how it turned out.She picked me up at the airport and took me to a hotel about a forty-minute drive away. We only had one night booked there, because she wanted to take me over the border to the Greek part of Cyprus where she lived.But what a great night it turned out to be. Nothing was rushed. We unpacked our stuff, changed into some casual stuff, had a walk around the hotel and its gardens to get our bearings, and then finished with a stroll on the beach together.We chatted non-stop and I found out a lot about her. She had married three times, the first two ending in divorce, then her third husband died four years ago, leaving her widowed only a short time after making their home in Cyprus.Fairly quickly after that, some friends had introduced her to the swinging scene which she told me was a big thing there and within a month or so, she had found herself a guy who she thought the world of, and he had introduced her to the pleasures of swapping partners.She told me that she had always had a big sex drive and that she had succumbed to several extramarital advances throughout her life. But they had all been with guys. She had never even had the urge to try anything on her bi side until it happened with me when we last met.Having broken the ice, Ümraniye Escort she was certain that she wanted to experiment some more, and that I was to be her tutor.I told her that I was by no means an expert and that I was still learning myself.As we finished our walk along the beach, we held hands quite naturally and strolled to a nice bar by the pool.She asked me to tell her more about my lifestyle with Gary, and I told her absolutely everything – the cuckolding, the gangbangs etc. Vanessa didn’t seem shocked at all, and just squeezed my leg and smiled as she picked up her drink.Vanessa is an attractive lady, but I really liked her personality too. The two of us got on like a house on fire.And it was she that suggested we finish our drinks and go up to our room. She was really keen.Once in our room, she wasn’t shy either, giving me a delightful tongue flicking kiss before backing off and starting to undress.I took the hint and stripped everything off as quickly as I could, and the two of us were soon writhing about on the bed together, urgently exploring each other with fingers and tongues.I couldn’t believe how much Vanessa wanted it. It was only her second time with me, and I had needed to be really patient with her the first time.We fingered each other’s pussies, pressed our boobs together, sucked and licked our lovely erect nipples until we were both on the verge, both of us bucking our hips to the ever-increasing pleasure.But it got even wilder when I made the move to turn around and go down on her, finding her swollen clit with my tongue whilst still finger fucking her.In no time at all, I was getting the same treatment from her. We were both in a noisy frenzy, and it was me that came first. Vanessa was only seconds after though, and we tasted each other’s fluids. I tasted a little bit of bitterness in her cum, but it wasn’t unpleasant, and we lay together in that position for quite a while getting our breath back.I was first to move, getting up and fixing us both a drink. We had a sip, then put the glasses down on the bedside table and lay together chatting and running our hands and fingers all over each other.We needed a rest, but there was no reason for not keeping ourselves “on the boil.”Stroking each other quite sensually, we carried on chatting, having a few laughs about previous sexual experiences and at times giggling like a couple of schoolgirls.”So Jill, did you really enjoy the gangbangs, or was it just an experience you wanted to try?” Vanessa asked.”Both, “I answered truthfully, “yes, it was something that I wanted to try, and I was very nervous about it the first time, but it really turned me on having so many guys with stiff cocks all around me, and I loved every minute.”We talked about it for ages. Vanessa was obviously considering the pros and cons, and I was honest and told her that I had been lucky because mine had always been well controlled by someone, and only one of them had gotten out of control, and even that had ended happily.It was a wonderful night in the hotel. We never left the room even though we had not eaten anything, and we spent the time chatting and running our hands tenderly all over each other.The chatting stopped when we could no longer resist the urge of getting it together again, and as well as enjoying sixty nines again, I showed her how great it was to do some pussy grinding together.Vanessa loved that, and we kept returning to it, finding different angles with each other. It was a frantic session, and we both had loads of cums before we collapsed and fell to sleep.In the middle of the night, I woke her by sucking on her beautiful nipples, and this time it was all me on her, and I ended up fingering and licking her to another climax before going back to sleep again.We were starving when we got up in the morning, so after a quick shower and getting dressed we went down to the dining room, enjoyed a really big breakfast, and then got our stuff together and checked out of the hotel. We had a short drive to the border, and then about an hour’s drive to Vanessa’s place in the Greek part of Cyprus.Her apartment was lovely with great views overlooking the Mediterranean and not far from the big metropolis of Paphos.Vanessa went to show me into a spare bedroom, but then she changed her mind and we dumped our suitcases in her room.I would be spending three more nights with her before returning home, so there was plenty of time, and she wanted to show me around the Ümraniye Escort Bayan town.It was bustling. We went to a few shops, walked along the seafront and had a cocktail together in a lovely bar.Again, we never stopped chatting. I was loving her company and I think she felt the same way. She was very informative about the area she called home and I hung on her every word.It was only about 4 pm, but Vanessa suggested that we had something to eat early so that we had more time together at her apartment.That sounded good to me, and she took me to a lovely little restaurant where we both had a really filling seafood salad, washed down with a local beer each.When we got back to the apartment, we couldn’t wait to get at each other again, and stripping each other hastily, we made out on her settee.It turned out to be another awesome evening and night. We couldn’t leave each other alone. We did get some sleep, but not a lot.I discovered that she had really sensitive ear lobes and loved being licked all around her neck and shoulders, and luckily for me, she also found out that I went crazy when the backs of my knees are licked.In the morning, we talked a lot about previous experiences. She had been pretty outrageous throughout her three marriages and had been unfaithful on many occasions in all of them. She said she just had a high sex drive and that she couldn’t help herself.Her first hubby had caught her out twice with different guys, which was why the first divorce happened, but she believed hubbies number two and three were not aware of her little dalliances.All the talk about guys from the past had made me want a bit more than some more bi-fun, fantastic as it had been, so I asked Vanessa if she’d had any luck with guys since splitting up with Kurt.”Bloody hell, you bet I have, Jill,” she started. “I couldn’t go that long without it.”And she went on to tell me what a fabulous scene there was in Paphos if you knew where to look for it.”So, how do you fancy looking for some male attention tonight,” I asked. I had just come straight out with it, and Vanessa could have felt bad about it.”Great idea!” was her reply.We had a rest in the afternoon, laying on sunbeds around her shared pool where there were two other couples sunbathing. That was unfortunate because I love sunbathing in the buff, but it would have been inappropriate.Vanessa made some sandwiches which we devoured before getting ready to go out.She showed me her wardrobe which was full of some really sexy outfits, and she chose a black mini skirt and matching blouse.Then from her underwear drawer, she picked out a minute black thong, a skimpy little black bra, suspenders and stockings.She went off to have a shower while I picked what I would wear. I am not a fan of wearing thongs, so my undies were a pale pink bra and pantie set, and although I prefer hold-ups usually, I had brought some suspenders and stockings with me, so I picked them even though the suspenders didn’t actually match my panties.My dress was royal blue, with a plunging neckline, and a belt at the waist. It was a mini, but not quite as short as Vanessa’s outfit.I showered too, and then we watched each other as we did our hair and makeup before we got dressed.Wow, she looked fabulous. We are about the same height, but Vanessa is a little thinner than me and easily gets in a size 10.We both have blonde hair, but Vanessa’s eyes are a vivid blue whereas mine are brown. Her hair is just a bit shorter than my shoulder-length locks, but the whole effect was simply stunning. I think I look good for my age, but she is only four years younger than me and probably looks a good ten years younger.Our outfits were completed by very high-heeled shoes. Apparently, the club we were going to wasn’t far away, but with those shoes, we ordered a taxi.And what a fantastic club it was. In a back street and off the main drag, but sumptuously furnished and decorated, and very busy.Vanessa was obviously a regular there as she greeted and chatted to many people of both sexes, but eventually, we found a table where we could sit together.We drank, watched and occasionally I would whisper something like “what about those two?”But Vanessa told me to be patient, and as this was her territory, I left things to her.There was live music, but it wasn’t too loud so that you could still hear yourselves talk, and after three glasses of wine each, we got a bit giggly as our conversation became more outrageous.Without Escort Ümraniye saying a word, she got up and told me that we were going to dance. I can’t remember what the band were playing, but it was pretty fast and the two of us ended up doing a sort of jive together.The next piece of music was slower, and we were joined on the dance floor by two guys. Nothing was said at all, but they were both very good dancers, so we just carried on for about ten minutes.Then one of them asked if we would like a drink, and we followed them to another table with a settee against the wall on one side and two armchairs on the other side.The guys were both British, Steve and Carl, and they had both made their homes in Paphos. Steve and Vanessa sat on the settee together while Carl and I took the armchairs.The guys were probably both in their fifties. Steve was tall and slim, tanned, and with wavy fair hair. He was very tasty.Carl was of average height, average build, in fact just Mr Average, but he had a lovely smile and a good sense of humour.About an hour and two drinks later, we were on our way back to Vanessa’s in a taxi. It was plain that Steve and Vanessa were together and I assumed she already knew him. Carl got pretty touchy with me in the taxi, but I was OK with that.Once back at her place, it was straight up to the bedrooms, Carl and I in the spare room and Vanessa claiming her room with Steve.Carl was very complimentary about the way I looked as I took my dress off in front of him, and I laid down on the bed in my underwear and watched him get his kit off. He had a little bit of a paunch, but he had shaved all over which impressed me.I was disappointed to see that his cock wasn’t hard yet, but I started stroking it as soon as he got on the bed and that did the trick.He relieved me of my bra and panties but left my suspenders and stockings on.Carl told me that I was “fucking gorgeous” as I felt his fingers find my pussy and his tongue play with my nipples. He tried to fuck me straightaway, but I stopped him and told him to be patient.He did as he was told, and I got him into a sixty-nine. There was more action from my mouth on his cock than there was from him. He never found my clit which was disappointing, but I had to stop the blow job because I could tell that he was near a cum.We went back into the missionary position, and Carl fucked me hard, thrusting inside me for a very short while before shooting his load up me. I was nowhere near a cum myself.While relaxing afterwards, I became aware of some very pleasurable noises coming from the next bedroom. I wanted to be part of it.Leaving Carl sprawled on the bed, I plucked up courage, got up and walked straight into the next bedroom.The sight I got was my lovely Vanessa bouncing up and down on Steve’s prick.They both turned to look at me stood there with just suspenders and stockings on, but then carried on with their fucking each other regardless.I couldn’t resist playing with myself as I watched them increase the pace.Of course, I knew exactly what noises Vanessa made when reaching orgasm, so I knew Steve had achieved that, and it was pretty obvious that he had cum too.Patiently, I stood in the doorway while they disengaged and came down from the high.They whispered to each other, and Vanessa got off the bed and walked towards me.”I’m sorry,” she said, “Steve just wants me for himself, so you will have to leave,” she finished.I was gutted, but there was nothing I could do but go back to Carl and see if he could make a better job of things second around.He did, and I managed a cum this time, but it wasn’t the most memorable sex I’d ever had.In the morning, Vanessa came to talk to me in my room. The guys had gone, and she obviously felt pretty bad about the way it had gone.She cuddled me and apologised but told me that there was nothing she could do about it. So obviously, Steve either didn’t fancy me or just didn’t want a threesome.OK, disappointing, but I could handle it. After all, I had been fucked and brought to an orgasm, even if it wasn’t that memorable.I told Vanessa that I was very impressed with the club and that I wished we had something similar near our home, and it was then that she confessed to me that she had arranged the whole thing. Steve and she had got it together a few times before, and she had asked him to bring a friend along for me.Of course, I understood, and we were soon having a good laugh together, and after breakfast, we had the most wonderful sex on her settee.We went out for a snack at a local bar later, and I told her that we should go to the club again that evening, but this time with nothing arranged, and just see what happened.She agreed, and that evening we met a lovely couple from Ireland, Sean and Ruth, and we ended up in their hotel room, three girls and one guy.