It was one of those parties that everyone in the Caribbean goes to, at least once.

The locals go there every weekend. Cheap,but good street food, a selection of bands,  market stalls, and very cheap cocktails.

We got there about 5pm. Being the Caribbean, the climate in the evening was pretty sultry. Sweaty in fact, but in a sexy way.

We’d been drinking rum punches and were nicely oiled.

We’d found a band playing a funky reggae soul, there was a few watching them.

They had horns and guitars, young dudes, cool.

The audience was mostly couples, and the dancing was sexy. Couples linked, or moving in a sexy, hip swinging sort of way.

As it got darker, she seemed to move towards the front.

Blond, tanned, mid twenties. She was wearing a mini denim skirt and a vest top.

No bra, her breasts swayed tantalisingly as she moved to the music.

It was obvious she was taken by the lead singer. She seemed to be dancing just for him. Her nipples were very hard.

We were back in the shadows, C in a very thin summer dress, nothing else.

It was button through, and as we danced together, I’d got it half undone. Her breasts were exposed to the air, and I was caressing them along with as much of her as I could. Anyone watching could see what I was doing.

She, in turn, was rubbing her mound on my thigh, holding my hips as she leaned back. Blatantly rubbing my erection through my linen shorts.

The singer was down from the stage now, and dancing and singing with the blonde in his arms.

She was loving it. She was doing to the singer, more or less exactly what my wife was doing to me.

She was holding his hips, and grinding very sexily against his leg.

As we danced, we watched as her skirt was eased up her hips and over her very pert arse. She had forgotten to wear panties too.

He ground into her, his black hand pulling her buttocks into his groin.

I copied what he was doing, with my wife.

She responded by kissing me hungrily.

Her skirt was above her waist, and where my shorts had risen up, she was rubbing her exposed cunt on my naked leg. I could feel it open and wet.

The band was playing very sexy music, the singer had stopped singing and was kissing and caressing his sexy admirer.

She had her arms around his neck and I watched as his hands pulled her vest top up and started to maul her beautiful breasts.

As they danced, well it was more moving in unison, he picked the blonde up.

She wrapped her legs around his hips.

I felt my wife’s hands at my waist, fingers undoing the buttons of my shorts.

I gasped as my prick was pulled free and exposed to the night air.

We kissed passionately, my fingers at her clit, she had my prick in her hand and was tugging it towards her cunt.

As we surfaced for air we saw the singer had his cock out too, and it was exactly what you’d want to see..fucking enormous…and we both seemed to freeze as he lifted the blonde a bit higher, and then slid her down onto his prick.

She squealed, and he lifted her, then her hand went between them, a bit of adjustment and she slid down onto his shaft.

Her head went back in ecstasy.

“Fuck me” my wife said, “now, I need you in me”

There was no way I could duplicate the feat we were witnessing, but as we were near a speaker, we moved to it and she sat on the edge.

My cock slid in her wet and willing cunt.

Her legs around my waist, my shorts round my ankles.

The band was still playing and the vibrations through the speaker were quite stimulating.

But not as stimulating as what was happening on the dance floor.

The singer was a big guy, and seemingly had no difficulty in using the blonde, lifting her up and down, effectively fucking himself with her.

She was loving it, leaning back, as he used her. There were a couple of other couples watching they were kissing and groping, and I noticed another guy, his cock out, wanking, watching the singer and us, as we fucked frantically.

My wife was leaning back on the speaker, her dress off her shoulders, her breasts exposed and sweaty.

We were matching the singers thrusting. The blonde was starting to orgasm.

My wife said, “oh yes, oh please, cum, please cum”

The saxophonist, who was nearest to us, grinned and gave me a thumbs up, and in unison with the singer and his groupie, we seemed to cum together.

The singer lifted the blonde off his cock, and a copious stream of cum appeared.

I pulled my cock from my wife and she pulled her dress around her.

The saxophonist looked at me, and I shook my head, so he jumped down from the stage, took the blonde’s hand, and took her off behind the stage.

As we left, the singer waived.

We think the blonde probably enjoyed the 7 piece band.