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The Sailing Sextet

By: JANAMARIE



This is a true story that spends a great deal of time talking about sailing. It will have a ton of sex thrown in but I would hate to have you disappointed in thinking that it was going to be an over and over slam-bam thank-you-mam kind of a sex story. I've tried to throw in the landlubbers' description of nautical things whenever I thought it was needed.

We were having major modifications to our 42 foot Pearson sailboat at a yard up at the head of Buzzards Bay prior to our trip from Massachusetts to the Bahamas. Sam and I both had full confidence this yard would do excellent work. Besides, we knew the owner of the yard and he was doing the work for nothing more than the salaries he paid his workers. That saved a bunch. We also were having them check over the hull as well as the rigging holding up the mast. Having the work done up in Massachusetts was going to add almost 400 additional miles from our homeport outside of Annapolis, Maryland but we felt the safety of having this particular yard do the work more than justified the extra few days of sailing. What the hell, it was designed to be a pleasure trip rather than simply transporting a boat anyway.

It's over an 1100-mile sail and in addition to having it inspected we wanted to have everything on the boat in tip- top shape as well as having a few nice additions installed such as a fresh water maker that would convert seawater into drinking water. In addition we were having the icebox converted into an honest- to-God refrigerator/freezer. Our sundowners would then have the clink of ice-cubes rattling around in the glass. 

I'm Jan and Sam and I have done a ton of sailing together and we had been talking about this trip for what seemed forever. I had bought the boat the year before and we had done a lot of work on her freshening her up for the trip. Sam and I have been "an item" around our local yacht club for a few years and we do get along well and do a pretty fair job of handling a boat the size of the "Harmony". Each of had taken a month leave of absence from our jobs figuring the downward leg would take at least eight days and then we wanted to spend a few days around the Islands before heading back on the 900 mile return trip to Annapolis. 

We had rented a car for the trip up to the yard from Annapolis and would have the yard guys return it to Hertz for us. I had spent most of Wednesday shopping for the food list we had prepared so we were going to drive up on a Thursday and then spend Friday and Saturday loading the boat. In addition we wanted to go over some of the changes the yard had made with the workers before casting off on Sunday morning.

Our first night dinner in Mass. was going to be special. We were going to treat ourselves to a great lobster dinner at one of the local seafood restaurants we had enjoyed on other times we were in that area. The last time was a few months ago when we brought the boat up for the yard to get it ready for our trip. No touristy spot for us; we wanted to eat as the locals did and pay local prices rather than the exorbitant rates the tourist spots charged. 

As we walked in the door to the restaurant we were greeted with a big, 

"Hi, haven't seen you guys in a while."

It was Sally, the waitress we had on previous visits and she honestly seemed glad to see us. She's a gal of 23, with a great shape, very thin but pretty. She quickly ushered us to a favored table by the window overlooking the harbor.

It was early and we were the only ones in the place so she sat down at our table with us asking,

"Well, tell me about it. Are you up here to make the big sail you talked about during your last visit?"

Sam jumped in with;  "Yep and we shove off on Sunday morning."

"Oh Gawd, I'm so jealous I could explode. You will remember I told you I had made a couple of trips like yours with my folks when I was younger and loved every mile we sailed. We only had a 33 footer and if I remember right you guys will be enjoying smoother and faster sailing on a larger boat."

I answered, "Yeah, you've got a great memory. Our boat, Harmony, is a 42-foot Pearson and is pretty well equipped. We just had refrigeration and a fresh water maker installed so we will be able to have some cubes for our sundowners."

"Oh man, you guys are sooooo lucky." She cooed.

Dinner went great and we thoroughly enjoyed the lobsters. 

Sometime during dinner I questioned Sam about the possibility of asking Sally if she would be interested in joining us. Sam and I have sailed many overnight trips and it gets awful lonely in the cockpit in the middle of the night when you are out there with no one to chat with. Besides, she sounded as if she had had a good bit of sailing experience and that could be a huge help. Sam responded that he would think it over.

We hit the sack fairly early and the sun was up in all of its glory when we were back out in the cockpit. Sam seemed all excited as if he had something on his mind he had to share.

He started the day off with, "Jan, I thought it over last night and I think it would be a super idea if Sally would join us. I do know the loneliness than comes over each of us when the other is sacking out below and we are out in the cockpit talking to the stars. If you still think it is a good idea why don't you go over to the restaurant and leave a message with whoever is working this morning to have Sally call you on your cell phone." 

We were both in the yard office settling up our bill when my cell rang. It was Sally and I asked if she would come down to the boat right away for we had something to talk to her about. 

She was sitting in the cockpit waiting for us before we even made it back to the boat after paying our bill. She looked nervous as hell.

"Jan, you ask her. I think it would be better coming from one woman to another." Sam whispered as we were walking down the dock.

Jan barely got the invitation out before Sally was screaming with joy.

"Yes, yes, yes.  I know you won't be sorry."

Sam followed on with, "There is one question and that regards your passport. I hope you have one and this is a weekday so if you have it in your safe deposit box you can get it out before closing time."

She came back with, "That won't be a problem. It is in my dresser drawer in my apartment. But there could be another problem. I don't have any money to throw into the travel kitty. I could probably scrape together a couple hundred bucks but that would have to go for my share of the food and booze but I would hope to have a couple of bucks left over for restaurant meals in the Bahamas."

"Sally, you are going to be our guest. We asked you to join us so you won't be expected to throw in one cent for travel expenses. Any money you have can be spent however you would like to. OK?"

The tears were rolling down her cheeks as she murmured "Thank you so much."

It was Sam's turn again as he told her that there could be something that could turn her off but it would be up to her.

"Sally, as soon as our boat is away from any other boats I strip naked and sail that way until it either gets too chilly or we come close to civilization on either land or other nearby boats. Jan sometimes joins me going sans clothes. We also sleep in the nude so you will probably see us going naked from our bunk to the head during the night. We wouldn't embarrass you by doing anything of a sexual nature in front of you. So, there it is, the choice is yours."

"Are you kidding me? Who knows, I might even join the Harmony nudist camp if that wouldn't bother you guys"

We all roared. 

Sunday morning couldn't have been better. We had about 15 knots of wind out of the northeast and the yard owner and the guys who had worked on the boat were all at the dock to see us off. They presented us with a box and told us it was to opened on our first dinner at sea. It was a touching few moments and even Sam had watery eyes.

We were going to clear Buzzards Bay and enter the Atlantic in early afternoon and things were going superb. The boat is quipped with an auto-helm that enables us to set a course, press a button and the boat will then steer itself on that course until we change it. There was a lot of other boat traffic just west of Martha's Vineyard but that would clear up as the afternoon wore on. Those boats would be heading back into Long Island Sound or to the harbors along those coasts.

We were making an easy 6.5 knots with the Northeast wind and were going to have Montauk Point at the eastern end of Long Island off our starboard beam (side) around four in the afternoon. From there it would be almost due south to the Bahamas. Other than the shoals around Cape Hatteras we would hug the coast as we got further south to avoid the effects of the Gulf Stream. It is an ocean current that hums along northward at over five mph and can almost stop a slow moving boat in its tracks if it tries to go against the Stream. A great sail coming up!! 

Sally fit right in. Her previous experience on her Dad's boat showed she knew what she was doing and was obviously comfortable around all of the mysteries of a sailboat on the open ocean. Besides that, she bent over a couple of times in front of Sam and I could see his eyes bug out as her tiny ass was staring him in the face. There was little doubt in my mind that he would introduce that tiny ass to his cock before this voyage was over. 

Sam was up on the foredeck and yelled something about dinner.

"What are you asking Sam, we can't hear you very well back here?" Sally asked.

He came back to the cockpit and said, "Well, we never did agree on who was going to do the cooking."

Sally jumped up saying, "You don't want me to do any cooking at all. I stink at it but I am a damn good waitress as you guys know from the restaurant."

I couldn't let that go and had to chime in with "Sally, it will have to be either you or me cooking. That clunker, pointing at Sam, couldn't boil water. What do you say that I'll do dinners and you take care of lunches and breakfasts?" 

"Fine, I can certainly make toast sandwiches and fry eggs." She said laughingly.

It was now right at supper time and we were just south of Long Island and we were soon going to be encountering major commercial ship traffic out of New York harbor. I would rather have us enjoying dinner rather than being constantly occupied with being on the lookout for commercial traffic. We were equipped with a great radar system but I have always felt that I would rather have my eyes and mind judging how close or far another ship was going to come to us rather than trust some goof ball on the bridge of some foreign flagged tanker.

"OK, I'll make the dinner and Sally you can dig out a bottle of Merlot. We are in for Italian tonight."

Sally yelled out, "Hold it, the guys at the boatyard gave you that box and asked that you not open it until the first dinner on the boat. Remember?"

Sam responded with, "You're right sweet thing. Let's see what it is."

His "sweet thing" response gave somewhat of an indication what was in front of them.

He ripped the wrapping off and lo and behold found two bottles of a very nice Merlot and a great bottle of champagne. What a great boat yard! It was going to be Merlot that night for we certainly didn't have enough time to get the bubbly chilled. 

It was only four PM and we were still making six and a half knots. The wind had stayed the same all day and Sam had just stripped down naked as we cleared all of the commercial tanker traffic outside of New York harbor. Sally apparently got a good look at him naked and came up behind me as I was getting the pasta ready and whispered,

"How can you do it?"

I turned and asked, "What do you mean?"

She nodded her head in Sam's direction and said with a huge laugh, "You have a great looking guy and I just saw what could probably rise to be able to serve as another mast for this boat. I've only had sex with one guy and that was only three times and I couldn't begin to even think of anything that large getting pushed up inside of me when it got hard. Whew!" 

"Oh yes, it took me a while to be able to handle it." I answered with a laugh.

Sally set up the cockpit table and got it ready with silverware, napkins and glasses just about the time I was ready with the dinner ... linguine, my special tomato sauce, and fresh bread and butter.  Along with the Merlot we were ready for a feast. 

The dinner in the cockpit (there's an appropriate name) was fantastic. There were a few other boats within sight, a couple of which were heading in the same direction as we were but they were a few miles off our port beam. (left side) The wind kept up the way it was all day and the sun was setting over the coast of New Jersey for the first day of our sail.

It was getting somewhat cool for Sam so he ducked below and pulled on a sweatshirt along with a pair of jeans. 

I have noticed over the years when the sun goes down over the water, whether it be a lake, bay or the ocean, it gets cool very quickly. It didn't get dark until after nine PM and we sat in the cockpit enjoying the stars and great conversation. We have a rule that no alcohol will be consumed after six PM when we are underway. It was agreed that Sally would make a fabulous breakfast that would be ready out in the cockpit at eight- thirty.

By then we were running under navigation lights that call for a white stern light as well as a red and green running light. Sam had made a significant change in that he had a white strobe light installed up on the mast- head; the kind you see on school busses or other emergency vehicles. The normal red and green running lights are impossible see at anything other than close distances but he left them installed just to be somewhat legal. Large ships, unless they are looking for those kinds of lights, have a tough time spotting them. Other boats would now see us at night but we would have to be careful to have the batteries charged for those lights during our daylight hours when they wouldn't be used. To save our batteries he had had the strobe modified so that it didn't flash as often as it would in its normal usage. We also had several solar panels installed on the bimini top to gather sunlight for battery charging so as long as we had sun, the batteries were being charged.

Our conversation ran the full gamut of sex and sailing. Sleeping facilities on the boat were similar to that on other boats of this size. There was a set of joint berths up in the bow, called the V-berths that Sam and I would be using. We decided that Sally would be best in what is referred to as a quarter berth that is a berth that goes under the cockpit seats with the head end extending out into the cabin. 

Before turning in Sam made sure our course was still proper and that the sails were set for the winds we were experiencing. He even rolled up the genoa (foresail) a few turns to shorten it for the heavier winds that were forecast during the night. Sally volunteered to take the first watch that was going to be from ten PM until two AM when Sam would change with her until 6 AM. I would come on then and let Sally sleep until around eight AM when she would be getting breakfast ready. So Sally was out in the cockpit when Sam and I retired for the night. We weren't away from the dock a full day and we were changing the reason we had invited Sally. Our original idea was to have two people out in the cockpit during the night for company and we had just changed that!! Well, we could always change it back if we wanted.

He and I were no sooner in our bunks when I felt his hand work its way over and under my sweatshirt and began to massage my breasts.  Mmmm, he knows I love that and I reached over and took his cock in my hand and began sliding it up and down the shaft. He let out a loud moan that I felt sure Sally heard. The next thing I felt was him sliding down in the bunk and pulling my shorts down as he got to the foot of the bunk. He soon had his face buried between my legs with his tongue doing its magic on my clit. He soon had me so hot I was biting my hand to keep the noise of my moaning from reaching out to the cockpit. He did that for a couple of minutes and then pulled up and rammed his rock hard cock in me in one smooth thrust. I couldn't hold back. My shriek could have been heard miles away never mind just to the cockpit. He pumped me for what seemed like forever but it wasn't long before we were both exploding. Whew, I do love his dick.

The changeover between Sally and Sam apparently went pretty smoothly with no mention of her hearing our moans and groans.

The wind and weather stayed the same during Sam's watch with the exception that the wind switched around a bit so that is was now coming more to the east. We would soon be on a broad reach point of sailing and as long as it stayed at the same speed we would be in terrific shape. We were now clocking right at seven knots. WOW. Sailing couldn't be more enjoyable than it was right then ... the wind was at a perfect speed and out of the ideal direction.

It didn't take Sam long before he went below and stripped for the day. The temperature was forecast to be in the upper eighties and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. He came part way out of the companionway hatch with a tube of sun-tan lotion in his hand and asked Sally to smear some on his back. I knew exactly what he had in mind and he didn't disappoint me.

He turned his back to her and passed the lotion over his shoulder to her. When he felt her finished with his back and her hand was low on his back he quickly turned to face her while her hand was still down in the area of his cock.

"Don't stop now Sally, You are doing great." He said with a huge smirk plastered on his face.

He wasn't hard but he would be in a minute if she dared to touch his cock. "Oh, I think you can handle the rest very well yourself Sam. That is if you aren't too sore from last night" she answered

She and I laughed for a good while as Sam climbed out of the hatch and went forward up to the foredeck; I guess to pout.

Sally and I sat in the cockpit during the rest of my time on watch just chatting when I said that it was getting warm enough that I was going to get rid of my clothes and join Sam in nudity. Sally asked if it would present a problem if she too joined Sam sans clothes.

"Join the crowd Sally. I'll get some lotion on your back if you'll do the same for me." I answered. It wasn't five minutes later there were three nudies handling a great forty- two-foot sailboat on the way to the Bahamas.

I hadn't seen Sally nude before so I guess it was natural for me to look at her body in detail and compare it to my own. She was slim but had perfect proportions. Her breasts were a nice handful and looked very firm. She had shaved most of hr pubic hair probably for wearing a bikini but she had left a strip just trimmed close but not shaved. All in all a very nice shape.

She stretched out on the port cockpit seat and as she lay there we continued to chat. The radar screen was showing a few boats off to our left but there were a pretty good ways off. There were a couple of small boats off to our right side but they too were a good ways off. We had our section of the ocean all to ourselves.

When we are alone on the boat and Sam needed to take a leak he simply stood at the stern with one hand holding on to the backstay for support and let it fly over the stern. I guess since we had a guest aboard he thought it prudent to go below and use the head. He wasn't down there very long before Sally asked me if I cared for a drink. I agreed to a Coke and she got up and went below to grab a couple.

She had one in each hand as she started back up the companionway steps when Sam appeared right behind her. The next thing I saw was his hands reached around her and cupping her breasts saying, "Wow what great handles."


The Sailing Sextet



I was just waiting to see where this would lead so I said nothing.  

She instantly blushed and blurted out, "If I am about to get laid it will be the first time that I had an audience" nodding in my direction.

"Oh shit, don't pay me any mind. I'll just go forward if it will make you feel more comfortable." With that I checked that the auto-helm steering was doing its job and got up and walked along the side deck and lay down on the foredeck.

The next thing I heard was, "Oh my Gawd, you aren't going to ram that thing in me without any lubrication are you." Followed by a screech and then a loud cry as if she was crying for help.

"Sam, you are killing me." She actually screamed,

With that I got up and walked back to the cockpit area. Sally was still halfway out of the cabin and leaning with her head halfway out of the entrance to the companionway and the Cokes had been dropped on the floor of the cockpit. Sam had his hands holding her by the hips and was fucking her from behind. I couldn't tell if he had his cock buried but for her sake I hoped he did for if he still had more to go she was in for some more pain.

"C'mon Sally, throw yourself back at me. It will feel great after you get used to it. Just ask Jan. She felt the same as you do when we first fucked."

I butted in with Sally, "Would you prefer it if you were on the big berth in the main cabin on your back and having him fucking you the normal way?" 

She grunted something unintelligible but then nodded yes.

The big berth folds out to a queen-size and Sam slipped out of her and turned her around and brought her over to the berth. He instantly had her on her back as he was burying his cock to the hilt. It looked as if she was enjoying this position a lot more for she soon had her legs wrapped around his back and was pulling him into her even more. Neither of them lasted very long before they both exploded. I had been sitting in the companionway watching all of this and I was getting hotter than hell just being a bystander. 

They both just lay there each of them coming down from their orgasm.

I went back topsides to look around and make sure we weren't in any danger from other boats but I was still hotter than hell from watching them. I had one hand buried in my crotch doing its best to give me some relief. It wasn't working.

The two of them were still spread out on the big berth and I decided to try something I never had before but was sure willing to try now as hot as I was. I went below and plopped myself down with my pussy an inch from Sally's face. I put one hand behind her head and pulled it gently to me.

"Oh my Gawd, NO, I never thought I was getting involved with this kind of stuff when I let you know I would love to come along with you on the cruise."

I pulled her face closer to my pussy and threw my pussy up closer to her face. "Sally, just kiss it a little. I am so hot having watched you two go at it I can't stand it."

"No damn way am I going to eat pussy. I'm not a lezzy." She screamed.

Right then Sam got into the act and leaned over and pushed her head right into my crotch saying, "Eat her out Sally, she needs it"

With Sam's hand pushing her to me and my hips thrown against her face she didn't have much breathing room. I began to fuck her face and she soon got the idea of what was expected of her. Her tongue was working deep inside of me and it wasn't going to take long at this rate. Sam was getting harder by the minute watching all of this and he soon rammed his now hard cock deep inside of her. She lifted her head from my pussy and yelled, "Oh yes, Sam, fuck me hard."

There we were in a glorious threesome round robin, she had wrapped one arm around my hips and had the fingers of her other hand deep inside of me. She had a cock in her pussy and her tongue in mine. It didn't take long before I was filling her mouth with my hot juices. Sam kept pounding away at her pussy and was soon dumping another load deep inside of her. Whew, what a morning!

We were back out in the cockpit a few minutes later and she just looked at me sort of sheepishly saying "I never did that before to a woman. I hope you don't think the worst of me. I am finding it a bit strange that during just one day on this boat I have been practically raped and then been forced to eat a gals pussy."

I replied, "Sally don't even mention it. I never had it done to me by a woman before and I loved it. The way you had your face spreading the lips of my pussy while your tongue was going crazy around my clit drove me over the top. And then when you started pumping your fist with a few fingers buried inside of me I really went crazy. You can rest assured that I'll be doing the same to you before this cruise is over." With that I reached over and let my fingers trail lightly between her legs with a brief stopover in her pussy.

Sam stood on the top of the cabin yelling. "OK now that that is over with, when are we going to have lunch?"

Not to be outdone, Sally spread her legs and pointed to her pussy saying, "You can eat this for lunch AND dinner"

We roared. 

Sally spoke up saying "Hey Guys, it's time for a late breakfast or even a late lunch. I'll make something that will work either way."

Thirty minutes later she had toasted English muffins topped with a soft cooked egg and a slice of ham. She had used one of the packages of Hollandaise sauce I had thrown in to our bags and containers of spices at the last minute for the final topping. ...Voila, eggs Benedict! Sam and I raved about her creativity. We opened a bottle of Chablis just to celebrate and sat out in the cockpit enjoying the brunch and companionship. 

Sam didn't get much sleep last night so he went below to grab a few hours nap leaving Sally and I in the cockpit.

The weather was holding perfectly when we heard the VHF ship to ship/shore radio calling someone who might have been us. The call was coming over as, "Sailing vessel southbound off the New Jersey coast. This is the sailing vessel Blue Angel well off your port beam. Switch and answer 22 if you receive this."

I took up the binoculars and spotted another sailboat on a course somewhat similar to ours about three to four miles off to our port.

Sally. I think it is us they are calling. "Give them an answer and have them wave something on their deck and I'll keep the binoculars on them."

She did and sure enough they were waving something big.

"Hi Blue Angel, this is the Harmony. What can we do for you?" she answered them

They came back as; "We better get off this channel before the Coast Guard is on our asses. Switch and answer on a less used channel." 

It wasn't long before we heard their whole story. There were three gals on an Out Islander 36 footer (A solid but rather slow boat) also heading for The Bahamas. When we told them the make up of our crew we could almost hear their saliva flowing as they answered, "How about sending him over and we'll take great care of him and will return him only slightly used to you when we hit the islands."

I think they must have heard us laughing without the benefit of the radio.

Sally grabbed the mike and answered them with, "Nah, I think we'll wear up him out here and then if he has anything left in him we'll loan him to you for a couple of days when we reach the Bahamas. We should reach Grand Bahama a day or so ahead of you so we'll have him well warmed up."

I swear we heard their laughter over the miles that separated us.

I grabbed the mike and said something to the effect of. "Hell, with three gals aboard surely you should be able to keep each other well satisfied."

We heard back, "Maybe we should be asking for one of you two gals to come over and show us how." 

"Hmmmm, maybe we can work that out when we get anchored down there." I answered.

They responded with, "Hey give us one of your cell phone numbers and we'll get in touch with you as we are off the coast of Florida and back in cell phone range. We can chat about getting together when we hit Grand Bahama without broadcasting our plans to the whole boating world."

Sally gave them her number and we almost forgot about it.

Our days all seemed to blend into each other. The weather stayed great with not a drop of rain and decent winds almost every day. We were cruising between 5.5 and 7 knots all the time. The sex was fantastic. One afternoon when Sally and I were in the cockpit I dropped to me knees on the floor of the cockpit and used my hands to spread her legs. I looked up at her and her eyes were as large as silver dollars and she was running her tongue around her lower lip. 

I pulled her butt a little way off the seat and leaned forward and buried my face in her crotch. The next thing I felt was her hand on the back of my head pulling it to her. I folded three fingers together in the shape of a teepee and slipped them into her. I could feel and hear her gasp as she felt that. I looked up at her and could see she had her eyes closed and was tossing her head from side to side with her hair streaming out on either side. My fingers that weren't fucking her pussy sort of brushed the red hot button of her ass. I hadn't meant that to happen but when it did I could feel her tense up and then let her whole crotch just flow towards my mouth. She let out a yelp and I increased the speed of my tongue and my hand. She started a wild throwing of her hips at my face and then screamed out, "Yes, yes, yes Jan ...do me." I did.

She still had her hand at the back of my head as I raised up off the floor of the cockpit. I was soon standing in front of her and leaned over and planted a huge kiss on her that she returned as hard as I was doing her. I let the kiss go and stood up completely and my pussy was right at the same height as her mouth so what else should happen? I pushed it to her mouth and she clasped her hands around my hips and pulled me to her. I let myself slide down on the seat and she let her mouth follow me down. She instantly went back to treating my pussy the way I just finished taking care of hers. This time she let a finger lightly touch the rim of my ass and I soon felt it slipping inside of it. Oh my God, she is going to finger-fuck my ass. Her mouth and one hand were taking care of my pussy and now her other hand was doing the same to my ass. This is going to be some cruise!!!

It didn't take me a couple of minutes with that kind of attention before my juices were pouring out of me. "Sally, you are one sexy gal." I blurted out and she just looked up at me and smiled.

The next few days were more and more of the same. After a couple more days of all of the sex Sally and I were feeling a bit sorry for Sam's cock. It was off the coast of Savannah when Sam came over to me late on afternoon when Sally was up forward and said in a very low voice. "I would love to fuck her ass. What do you think?"

"Oh God Sam. You will hurt the girl with that cock of yours. I have been fucking you for years and I can barely take it there."

"How about if I lube myself up and push a load of cream up her ass and then go very very slow?"

Sally came wandering back an hour or so later and Sam looked at me and just nodded 'Yes'. He was going to fuck her ass. We were all sitting in the cockpit when Sally decided to go below for something cool to drink. Sam was right behind her. When they got opposite the fold-down dining table he came at her from behind and just made out as if he was going to hold his cock against the crack of her ass while his fingers were going to reach around and play with her tits. Sally even leaned back over her shoulders and gave him a kiss. 

He must have been lubing his cock while all of this was going on for the next thing I heard was Sally; "No you don't big boy. Taking that baseball club you call a cock in my pussy was hard enough but I damn sure can't take it up my ass."

He had her bent over forward on the table with her ass sticking right up at him. I could see him move around until he was positioned the way he wanted and then I heard the shriek.

"Jan. make him stop. He is hurting me." She yelled.

"Sam, that's enough. Don't go in her any further."

"OK, Sally, I'll just fuck your ass with what I have in you right now. OK?"

"I'll try Sam but it hurts awful bad right now."

Sam started a slow thrusting and she reached around and held his balls. I wasn't sure if she was trying to sexually excite him to make him come quicker or if she was going to squeeze his balls if he went in her anymore. It wasn't long before he was dumping his load up her ass. He left his cock in her for some time afterwards before letting it slip out. She let herself fall sideways on to the main cabin settee/bunk and began sobbing. Oh shit, what do I do now?

I dropped out of the cockpit and sat on the settee along side of her and rubbed her shoulders lightly. "What's the matter honey. Aren't you all right?"

"Jan I am such a pig. A couple of days ago the only sex I ever had was with one guy and that was only three times. Since then I have had Sam fuck me with that telephone pole he calls a cock, I have eaten your pussy and have had you eat mine and then to top it off I have let Sam fuck my ass with his huge cock and I never complained loud enough to make him stop.  What the hell kind of woman am I? I feel like a real slut."

"Oh hell honey. We are all just enjoying the sail, the privacy of a boat, the weather, the food, the booze, the whole package. As long as you are enjoying everything there isn't anything wrong with it. Sam and I are enjoying it as much as you have seemed to." 

I kept on rubbing her shoulders as her sobbing decreased and then let my hand drift down and gently rubbed the nipple on her breast nearest me. She simply moaned. 

"Move over Sally and I'll lay alongside of you for a while."

We lay close together for what seemed like forever. I still had one hand softly rubbing one of her nipples and from the light moans she was making it was obvious she was enjoying it. I finally pulled her over on her side so we were facing each other and then leaned forward and gave her a huge kiss. She responded with an unbelievable warm passionate kiss in return and threw her arms around me in a very tight embrace. " Jan, I think I am falling in love with you. I never had the slightest feeling for another woman before this sail and now I am flipping out every time you even come close to me. Does that feeling make me a lesbian?"

"Oh hell honey, I don't know what it makes you but I am happier than hell you feel that strongly about me. I know I feel for you as well. Besides, what the hell difference does a label make? .......lesbian, schmesbian. They are just a bunch of letters put together and don't make you any better or worse as a person."

She just cooed and snuggled closer to me. It wasn't much longer before she was sliding down and had her face in my crotch. Just to keep things even I slid around and then was in a sixty-nine position with her. She gently slipped her fingers inside of me while her tongue was searching out my clit. I did the exact same thing to her and we lay like that for a long time not trying to rush our orgasms but when they happened they were humongous. Mine was terrific and I ended up mashing my pussy on her mouth and working it around and around letting my juices flow. She did the same to me and I could taste every drop of her cum. We lay just like that for an hour or so before Sam was yelling that it was dinner time and we gals ought to wake up and think about getting it ready. 

"Oh, we just had something to eat; each other and it was low calorie and quite tasty."

"Cut the shit and get dinner ready." He yelled.

We were about ten miles off the coast of lower Delaware and the wind was picking up a bit. It now was reading 18 knots on our wind instrument and the weather channel on the ship to shore radio was forecasting winds up to the low 20's during the night. That is getting up to the level when we really need to shorten sail or we would be in for a rough and nervous night. Sam and I partially lowered the mainsail and took up a reef in it and then partially furled the genoa headsail. Our speed dropped considerably but the boat settled down to a very comfortable ride.

I made the dinner and once again we settled down at the cockpit table to enjoy the meal. We were all fully dressed again with the lower temperatures the evening brought on and I even had pulled on a light sweater. 

Sam and I were heading for the bunks and Sam yelled to Sally as we went below that he wanted her to call him if the wind did pick up to over 20 or if there was anything else out of the ordinary. She promised to do so.

Sure enough around midnight she came forward to our bunks and shook Sam asking him to come out in the cockpit. He was up in a flash and it was fairly obvious while she woke him. The wind was up over 25 and the chop was getting rather severe.

"No sweat Sally but we will need to reduce sail a bit more. Here, let me furl the genoa a little" as he pulled on the furling line to wrap the sail up a bit and then he went forward to the mast to put another reef in the mainsail. That is a pain-in-the-ass task but he apparently managed it OK. Once again the boat settled down nicely. We were glad we had a sturdy 42 footer with a wide beam under us when the weather began to pick up rather than a much smaller boat.

It was about another half-hour later when we heard the ship to shore blasting out our call sign. It was the girls in the Out Islander we had talked to earlier. They were a good few miles behind us and were starting to experience the foul weather. They wanted to know if we had heard if it was going to let up any time soon for two of the three gals aboard were suffering from sea-sickness. We had to tell them that it was forecast to be like this for most of the night with a break in the wind around dawn. We could hear their grunt into the mike. They did say they could see the while masthead strobe light Sam had installed on our mast and we had to be at least eight miles further south. Sam just smiled.

The night went all right. The sea conditions made the ride a little choppier than we like but we were moving along at a decent speed and without any pounding. The wind direction was still such that the waves were coming from somewhat near astern so we weren't beating into any oncoming water. 

Sometime around daybreak we heard our call sign coming over the radio and it was the gals in the Blue Angel once again.

Sally grabbed the mike and answered them. "Hi gals. How's it going?" 

"Well, we're glad the wind has let up a little and from what we hear on the radio it should be fairly decent day. How did you guys make it through the night?"

Sally decided to break their stones a little.

"Oh, it was terrific. Sam got a hard on around midnight and took care of Jan with it and then turned and gave me the ride of my life once he got hard again. Did we tell you he has nine inches hanging between his legs?" 

"Oh my God, send him over....please." was their response.

"Oh hell we couldn't do that. We have no idea what the weather will be for the rest of the trip and we are going to need all the able bodied seaman we can get. You gals are just going to have to wait until we get down to the Bahamas. I can promise you it will be worth the wait." Sally was almost choking with laughter as she was carrying on this conversation. 

"Blue Angel, I am going to have to run now. I am the breakfast cook and this morning I'll start us off with coffee with a croissant and fresh butter. That will be followed by ham and eggs with a small glass of vodka to wash it down. Jan wants me to try fisting her later so I better be on my best behavior or she won't let me."

Back Angel came with, "You gals are real ball breakers. I am starting to doubt that you have a guy aboard."




The Sailing Sextet



Sally kept it up with, "OK, when we drop the anchor don't even think of rowing over in your dinghy to check us out. Harmony signing off." 

The weather had calmed down a lot and Sam let out the sails he has shortened the previous night. The wind was back in the 17-18 knot range without a cloud in the sky and the temperature was forecast to be up in the eighties again. Sally grabbed a couple of cushions and went up to the foredeck and stretched out ...naked of course. 

It wasn't more than an hour later that we heard a huge roaring. It was a US Coast Guard helicopter and they were feasting their eyes on the naked gals on the boat below them. 

All of a sudden we heard them over their loudspeaker system, "Ladies, we never knew we were going to be this lucky when we took off this morning. Maybe we ought to just hover around over you just in case you find that you need us." The guy on the mike was bursting with laughter.

I got on the ship to shore and told them, "Guys we appreciate the offer but there is a sailboat about 7 to 8 miles astern of us ... the Blue Angel...that really could use you guys. Three very very horny women."

"Adios Harmony" as they dipped and flew in the direction we had pointed out.

The breakfast went well and Jan jumped up and grabbed the dishes even though breakfast was my job. 

Sally spoke up saying, "Guys. I am going to grab a bunch of shut-eye so I think I'll hit the sack down below to make myself more comfortable. Nighty nite."

Sam and I just sat in the cockpit shooting the breeze and enjoying a magnificent sail. It was the fifth day of our trip and we had Savannah off our starboard beam. There wasn't another boat in sight and we were alone, other than the dolphins that were frolicking in our small bow waves. Sam and I agreed that even besides the great sex it was a good move bringing Sally along with us. It wouldn't have been so wise if she weren't as experienced in sailing as she turned out to be. 

He reached over and pulled me to him saying, "Honey, you haven't given me a blow job since we started this trip. How about it ad he pulled my head down to his crotch?" Sam's cock has a large head and I generally start on it with my tongue slowly circling it and stopping off at the tip to flick it around there for a while. With my hand sliding up and down his shaft it generally doesn't take me long to get him rock hard and ready for more. Today was no different. I had him slide back on the cockpit seat while I threw a cushion on the floor of the cockpit for me to kneel on. I then opened my mouth as wide as I could and got the head buried and had my tongue flicking around and around the top part of his shaft with my hand jacking him off. About five minutes into that Sally stuck her head out of the cabin asking, "What the hell is going on here? Oh, you are giving him one of those blowjobs I hear that guys always want. I never did that before so I hope you won't mind if I watch and maybe learn. I slipped off his cock and said, "Look and learn Sally" 

When I felt he was ready to come I stopped and told her what was going to happen. All she said was "Yuck. Doesn't sound very appetizing."

I dropped my mouth back on his shaft and pumped it hard as I could feel the pressure rise in his balls and then he was shooting a huge hot load down my throat. I jacked him off with my mouth still on the head of his cock for a while making sure I got every drop out of him.

Sally spoke up with, "I'm not sure I really want to learn how to do that or not."

Sam and I both laughed.

The next day had us a few miles closer to the coast that we had been the previous day. The coast began to swing more eastward and getting closer to our southbound course as we were going down off the coast of Florida. We were still a good few miles east of Jacksonville but it was getting closer.

Sam was all smiles when he told us about the VHF conversation he had with a huge tanker during the night. It was all about the masthead strobe light he had installed and was so proud of. Apparently the tanker captain had made a call to the boat off his starboard beam that had a strobe light flashing. Of course Sam made a dash for the radio and answered the call. The Captain ranted and raved how great the strobe light was and how visible it made us during the night. He said he could see us for way over twenty miles; almost before he picked us up on his radar, and that is exactly what Sam had hoped for.  Sam thanked him for the call and couldn't wait for either Sally or I to wake up so he could tell us about it. I guess it is a pretty good idea.

We were going to be at Grand Bahama Island sometime the early next evening if the weather stayed the same as it was and that was going to present a minor problem. I hate to go into a strange anchorage or marine after dark. Well, after 1100 miles across the open ocean we should surely be able to find our way around a strange anchorage. After all we had great charts of the area and our radar was working perfectly. 

Well, we hit the main marina on the Island right after supper- time the next night and the harbormaster was closed for the day. No sweat, we just took an available slip and figured on settling up with them in the morning. While we were thrilled we had made the trip so successfully we were glad to get ashore and stretch our legs. 

At around noon the next day we heard someone shouting 'Hey Harmony. We'll be over soon." It was the gals from the Blue Angel and they were just coming into the marina. 

It wasn't a half-hour later they were at the foot of our slip and asking if they could come aboard. Sally quickly gave them permission after she got a good look at the women. Two were in their late twenties and drop dead gorgeous and the third was a few years older but looked terrific. Sally knew that Sam would have strangled her had she denied them permission to come aboard the boat.

I introduced myself and told them that Sam would be back in a few minutes He had gone up to the Harbormaster's office to make sure we could stay in the slip we had taken. He didn't want to have to move the boat if someone else had that particular slip reserved. The two younger gals were JoAnn and Cindy and the other was Audrey. We chatted about the trip and how much we enjoyed it until JoAnn and Cindy fessed up that they were the two who were seasick the night of the big wind. We joked about the Coast Guard Helicopter we had sent their way and all had a good laugh about it. 

It was only a little after noon and it was getting very dark. It looked as if we were going to be in for some major rain. JoAnn and Cindy jumped up at the first sound of thunder saying they were going to go back over a few piers to their boat to get it closed up for the pending storm. Audrey was going to hang out with us and ride out storm. Our boat had a great bimini and side curtains that would allow us to sit in the cockpit and not get wet in all but the heaviest downpours. Sam came jogging back when he saw the approaching storm and jumped aboard.

Audrey blurted out, "Oh hi Sam, you're the guy with the nine inches the whole ocean heard about over the VHF radio." While laughing up a ton.

Sam went right along with it saying, "Yes, and it's nice to meet you too."

We all laughed and Sam went below to fill the orders for our drinks. Thankfully we had stocked up pretty well on the booze before we left so we had enough aboard that we could have a couple of great parties even if no one else furnished any.

We had had a good few drinks when the rains came and boy did they ever come. It lashed rain harder than I had seen in some time. We were glad we had reached port before it did for it would have made for some unpleasant sailing in it. Sam finally went below to grab some snacks and asked if anyone wanted to come below and out of the slight mist that was in the air. Audrey and I did while Sally said she would stay in the cockpit to read.

It was about a half-hour later that Sam came back into the main cabin bare ass naked and when Audrey turned around she almost flipped. Sam said, "Well, you had some doubts that I had the nine inches the gals talked about. Does this prove it to you?" As he was saying this he had one hand on his cock and was sort of twirling it around in a circle. As he was twirling his cock he took a couple of steps towards her and when he was standing just off her shoulder held it out so it was almost touching her mouth. She looked up and him and then over at me and I quickly said. "Guys, I'm going back out in the cockpit with Sally. Have a great time. 

A little while later we could hear some huge moans and I looked below and Sam had her on her back and was driving his cock into her. She obviously had never had a cock that large before and was loving it. Just seeing what was going on was turning me on and I slipped into the cabin and stripped bare in a few seconds. There was no way they were going to have all of this fun without me. 

Audrey had her eyes closed and Sam was holding himself up off her and I threw one leg over her and soon had her head clampoed between my thighs the same way I had with Sally earlier in the cruise. I was holding my pussy off her mouth a few inches and when she opened her eyes to see what was going on she screeched "No way am I going to get involved with this shit." She sounded exactly the way Sally did at the beginning of the trip when we introduced her to eating my pussy.

"Hush up Audrey, just use your tongue a little on me. No fair you two having all of the fun." As I was saying this I lowered my pussy down on her face so it was squishing all over her mouth. Sam helped out by putting his arms around me and then holding her head even tighter. "Go ahead Audrey, eat her out" as he began driving his cock harder and faster in and out of her pussy.

She must have had some great pussy eaters who showed her the right way to do it for she was soon working my pussy as fast and as tender as it was possible. It didn't take much of that before the juices were pouring out of me. She licked up every drop and Sam followed my orgasm with his own a few seconds later. He pulled off his condom and threw it in the wastebasket as I reached around and buried my fingers in her pussy and finger fucked her until she was exploding too. 

Sally slid down from the cockpit not wanting us to have all of the sexual fun and pushed Audrey back down flat on the bunk and sort of threw her face down on her crotch. The juices were still flowing out of her from my finger fucking of her but that made no difference; Sally was tasting her and seemed to love it. A few seconds later I had my face in Sally's pussy and was going to let my tongue do its magic on her again.

What an afternoon! We had fucked and sucked for what seemed to be hours and had introduced Audrey to Sam's cock and then my tongue and then Sally's. I was wondering how we were going to act with JoAnn and Cindy when we all go together again after the rain stopped.

Audrey, Sally and I fell asleep in the big settee berth and Sam went up forward to the berths up there to catch some Z's. It must have been a couple of hours later that the rain stopped and we had company. JoAnn and Cindy returned and Cindy was in the main cabin at the foot of the steps and JoAnn was leaning in from the cockpit.

"Holy shit, what the hell is going on here?" one of them asked. I couldn't tell which of them spoke for I was just awakening to the sound of the voice. I leaned up and said, 

"Hi, strip down and get comfortable and join the fun."

Just then Sam staggered back from the forward cabin still bare ass naked and when they got a look at his cock they both gulped. Cindy was the first of them to speak and said, "Wow, did Audrey get any of that?"

Sam couldn't let that go unanswered and smirked; "She got some of that and more. C'mon join the fun" as he was swinging his cock from side to side. He took a few steps aft and took Cindy's hand and pulled it to his cock. She didn't miss a beat and wrapped her fingers around it and just stood there with his cock in one hand while she was planted a huge kiss on him with her other hand around the back of his head. JoAnn didn't seem to want to miss out on any of the fun and slipped down into the cabin and began stripping. 

To make sure the newcomers understood what was going on I took Audrey by the hand and dragged her down on top of me on the berth and pulled her head between my legs. Sally played right along and planted her face in Audrey's crotch. By that time Cindy had a rock hard cock in her hand and Sam was guiding it between her legs. He pulled her up to the forward bunks and she dropped his cock long enough to be able to pull her pants down. It wasn't more than a couple of minutes later that we all heard a huge screech. Sam had rammed it home in one long thrust. "Oh God, this is unbelievable" Cindy whimpered. 

I reached over to JoAnn and took her hand and pulled her to me. When her waist was level with the berth I pulled her down and pushed her shorts to one side and buried my fingers deep in her pussy. She let out, "Holy shit, I'm sure sorry we were back in our boat waiting for the rain to stop rather than being here with you sex maniacs" 

Things got confusing for over the next hour or so. Sam obviously fucked JoAnn and Cindy while both of them had eaten Sally and I and Audrey jumped in somewhere amidst all of the tits, pussies and Sam's cock. It was a true orgy. Just before the whole thing ended Sam had dragged Audrey up forward and we heard a God-awful scream come out of her. "No Sam, stop, please stop." 

I knew exactly what had happened. Sam had rammed his cock up Audrey's ass and I only hoped he had used a well-lubricated condom or her ass was going to hurt for a long time. I knew from experience.

We could all feel the boat rocking with as hard as he was pounding her ass and she was crying big time. I stepped in saying "Sam, slow down. It's one thing to be fucking her ass and it's an entirely another to be ramming it in her that hard and roughly." 

"Aw hell Audrey, I have been looking at that lovely ass of yours all afternoon and I just couldn't stop myself. I simply lost control. Hold on and I'll be coming in a minute or so" and he resumed his heavy thrusting and sure enough he was filling his condom with a huge load of his white hot cum.

She just lay there after he pulled out and said very softly, "You should have tried Cindy's ass. Her boyfriend fucks her there about every week."

Sam answered, "Thanks, she's next but she just doesn't know it yet."

I jumped up with; "Guy's it's time for dinner and this is one night I am not going to do the cooking. Gals from the Blue Angel you can either invite us over to your boat for a dinner you will cook or you can take us out to dinner. Nothing elaborate but just nice. We'll supply all of the drinks here before we leave the boat and finish up the night back here for nightcaps so the expenditures will be the same for both boat owners."

They decided they would spring for the dinner and we agreed we would shower aboard our respective boats and meet in the cockpit of our boat in an hour. That would insure that we wouldn't be taking long showers. 

I put out some hors d'oeuvres and a pail of cubes (Thank God for our new freezer) on the cockpit table and we were ready to begin the night.

The girls were back before the hour was up and they all looked pretty damn nice. The martinis seemed to be the drink of choice and I knew enough to limit myself with them; more than two and I am bonkers. I switched to white wine after my first. The gals had made a reservation at a place only a few blocks from the marina so it was going to be a short walk. I could see that the drinks were getting a little out of hand so I suggested we close the bar for a while and get over and enjoy the meal. Some took drinks in plastic cups with them but not me.

The meal was terrific but as we looked at the menu I could see from the shocked look on the faces of the Blue Angel gals that the place was considerably more expensive than the gals had thought. To put their minds at ease I blurted out that since this was a lot nicer place than we had planned on; Harmony would split the bill. We would still do our drinking back at the boat rather than run up a big liquor tab but with us splitting the food bill the final cost of the dinner was going to be much more in line with what the gals were planning on. The dinner was exceptional and our seating arrangement had Sam and Cindy side by side. At one point I saw Sam lean close to her and whisper something in her ear.

We walked hand in hand back to the boat doing some fairly good singing. Audrey has a beautiful voice and could harmonize with any of us. At one point we were walking at the beginning of our dock and one of us broke into the old country song "Have you ever been Lonely." Sam carried the lead and Audrey jumped right in with the harmony with the rest of us joining in with a quiet backup to the lead. We were so good that we heard applause from every boat up and down the pier when we had finished it and heard "Encore ...please" when we had finished. We laughed but did take bows towards every direction.

When we got back to the Harmony I put out some cashews and mixed nuts for our nightcap drinks. Sam brought the booze up from the cabin and a pail of cubes but this time he brought out more wine than before dinner. We drank and bullshitted for at least an hour and a half when Sam said he was going to go below for a bit and Cindy said she would go down with him. 

It wasn't very long before we heard; the whole marina heard is a better way to describe it, 

"Argh, you are going to split me wide open." 

Once again, I knew exaclty what had happened ...Sam had introduced Cindy's young ass to his cock.

I went down below and heard it from Cindy, she said, "Sam wanted to fuck me while I was up on my hands and knees. I got like that on the berth but when I got in position he jammed his cock up my ass." 

Sam jumped in with "C'mon Cindy, you know you do it like that with your boyfriend."

"Yeah, but he doesn't have a foot long shaft for a cock." She answered.

They made up and returned to the cockpit. By this time I was truly tired and announced that the bar was closing and I was heading for the sack..... no sex just sleep.

We decided to give the pier one last performance of the 'Sextet Sailors' and serenaded them with "Good night Ladies- Good night Gentlemen. It's time to say goodnight." 

Once again we got a very appreciative round of applause and Sally yelled loudly to the marina "Come back tomorrow night for our main performance."

The following days we toured the island in one of their tour jitneys and then hiked around it to give us the exercise we hadn't gotten while sailing. We had a blast.

It was finally time to head on home and we had a nice long sail in front of us. The weather forecast was good with no rain in sight for at the least the first four or five days. In this direction the Gulf Stream was going to be our friend since it was going in the same direction we were. We traded phone numbers and addresses with Cindy, JoAnn and Audrey, stocked up on a few groceries we had run short of and got a good nights sleep before we were going to be heading out the next morning. The Gals from the Blue Angel were going to stay for a few days more but were at our slip in the morning to see us off.

We cleared the harbor without any fuss, waived goodbye and were on our way. 

Our return trip home was a huge adventure. We didn't go straight up the coast but stopped off at Jacksonville and Savannah in the way. WOW, I'll tell you about at another time.

Jan