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I looked at myself one last time in the mirror before deciding. I liked the way I looked, and why not? I had spent almost five months getting ready for the trip, and it showed. I had walked a thousand miles on the treadmill and climbed a million steps on the stairmaster. I had subtracted a zillion calories from my diet. I had grown out my honey blonde hair to my mid-back. I had put a lot of effort into this trip and I am proud to say it showed.
The bikini I was looking at was way too small for my normal venue at the pool. But here in the Carribean, it was acceptable. And, I knew Dave would like it. It barely covered my nipples, let alone my tits. And it was a good thing I had shaved, because it barely concealed my pussy. It was a thong, so modesty was long gone. At least I had a hot body after all my effort! Or at least as hot a body as a 28 year old can.
When I emerged from the rooms in my normal biker shorts and T-shirt, Dave was waiting impatiently. An executive in a high-stress job, it was hard for him to relax. He was tense and worried about schedules even here, on our dream vacation. I knew that stopping to buy something on the way to our vacation nearly killed him. I hid the bikini in my hand and gave him a kiss. "Are you done yet?" I teased. I bought the swimsuit and we left for the docks.
Our dream vacation was a yacht charter in the warm blue waters of the Carribean. When we saw our boat, we both oohed and ahhhed. It was better than the pictures. It was a 65 foot ketch, almost new, with shining brass fittings and liberal teak. I watched Dave literally relax when he saw it.
"Ahoy the Sea Spray", Dave shouted. Almost immediately, the Captain and his wife appeared. They were going to "drive the boat" while we relaxed. They came onto the pier to meet us, and I instantly liked them. Mike and Regina looked exactly as you would expect a sailing couple to look. Tan, blonde, lean, friendly. Mike was maybe 5'10" and really handsome. He was wearing nylon shorts that didn't do a good job of hiding his size... and he was big. Regina was probably 5'4", with short windblown hair. She was pretty dang cute, but her baggy t-shirt made assessing her figure hard.
They welcomed us aboard the Sea Spray and gave us some sort of rum cooler while we talked about what we wanted from the cruise. They suggested that we help them sail the boat out into the ocean so that we could maybe work some of the tension out. We agreed, since they had seen our types before. We also agreed that we'd spend the first day and night sailing out to some islands they knew, and just hang. When we were ready to come back, we'd sail a couple hours to the next nearer island and overnight. We had paid for a 10 day vacation, so it was highly possible.
I was feeling the rum cooler when it was time to depart. Captain Mike motored out to the roads while First Mate Regina shook out the lines and explained to us about what we were doing in general. When we were in protected but open water, Mike steered the boat into the wind. Regina and Dave hoisted the jib while I tailed the ropes back. Dave was smiling, even though he was sweating. Lot most men I knew, Dave got a lot of pleasure from fun strenous exercise. And this was fun! Captain Mike asked if I wanted to steer while the mains'l was hoisted. It was fun to watch Dave and Mike grunting a little as the big sail was pulled up. And, it was fun to drive the big boat. This vacation had started out as a blast!
Once we were sailing close hauled to our first destination, Captain Mike and Regina suggested we go below to change to swim suits. Their suggestion was to get maybe an hour of sun at a time. That corresponded with how we would tack, and so it was very convenient. They had shown us the aft stateroom in our intial tour of the boat, but this was our first chance to check it out in detail.
It was wonderful! Looks of teak, nicely oiled. The bed was a full king-size. Dave was taking off his normal shorts, in preparation for his swimsuit. I playfully knocked him down onto the bed at the most awkward moment and pounced. I kissed him like crazy and he kissed me back. I told him to watch, because I wanted him to see me in my new swimsuit first.
I peeled off my old clothes, taking lots of time. I could see Dave's cock getting bigger inside his undershorts as I revealed myself. I loved to see my effect on him like that. As we had made final preparations for the vacation, he had to do even MORE work. So, he was always tired and we hadn't had sex in about a month. So, I was really horny and his growing cock was a good start to solve that problem.
I put on my new suit, and smiled as Dave's jawed dropped.
"You are NOT going out in THAT Vanna", he stated. I noticed a wet spot on the front of his shorts. He was highly aroused.
"Oh yes I am," I soothed back. "This isn't really public, is it?" I turned to let him see the way the thong was cutting up my crack, between my smooth globes. "Doesn't it look good on me?"
"Hell yeah it does," he snorted. "Too good."
"How good? Good enough to make you hot for me?" I slid my hands over my cheeks. I had gooseflesh.
"Come here and I'll show you," he leered at me.
I got on the bed and crawled up to him. His strong arms gripped me tight... I love that. I felt myself start to wetten, and suddenly became worried. I pulled off my bottoms, telling him I didn't want to soil it. He took advantage of my bare crotch to begin tracing his fingers over my mound. I love that feeling of his exploring. I parted my legs enough to give him better access and reached down to feel his cock.
It was hard and hot! I really like the size of Dave, about 8" but bigger around than most guys. I took him in my hand and slowly jacked him up and down. His kisses got more intense, which I loved. His tongue sank deeply into my mouth, commanding me to be his. I was his, but being commanded was delicious. His fingers spread my lips and explored my hole. I wanted him to put one in, but he was just playing with my increasing wetness.
"Damn, Vanna. Did I ever tell you how hot you have become?" He didn't let me answer, but plunged his tongue into my mouth again. Mmmmm! Fact is, I thought he hadn't even noticed. And his telling me made me feel a sudden rush of love for him. Maybe strangely, I felt like I wanted to suck his cock right then. The gentle rocking of the boat made me feel really sexy.
I turned around, lying on my side and tipped his hips to me. His fat cock was right near my lips, but his shorts had to go! I struggled to get them off, and he eventually realized it and kicked them off. Now I had his entire wonderful cock in sight. I kissed just the tip, savoring the saltiness of his precum. In response, his fingers found my pussy and began to slide in and out.
"You're really wet today," he muttered, and of course that made me wetter. I pressed my lips against his cock head and sucked him in, just his head. "You are so sexy... I'm glad I have you." It felt really nice to be possessed, I must say. My hands wrapped around his shaft, and they moved in motion with my mouth. I slid his cock into my mouth... I wanted it wet. He responded with a groan. With his cock wet, I was more easily to jack him while mouthing just his head.
"I'm sorry about not wanting you to wear that suit," he said softly while still rubbing my pussy. "I just...."
I stopped long enough to ask, "just, what?" As an enticement, I took his cock deep in my mouth again. "tell me."
"Its really hard to talk with you doing that... I have this fantasy..."
"Should I stop?", I teased. "What fantasy?"
"Please don't stop," he pleaded. I bobbed up and down on him as reassurance. "I have this fantasy of you having sex with someone else.... just a fantasy... but that is why I get jealous. I'm not really jealous, but I think of these people looking at you and I want to see them fuck you. And I don't." It all came out a cathartic blurt. He'd wanted to say it for a long time, obviously. I slowed, but still sucked him. He was rock hard.
I thought about what he said, about having sex with someone else. I had truly never thought of it. But then I flashed back to the barely concealed package Captain Mike had... it could be interesting.
"My God, Vanna, you are soaking my hand!" My pussy had betrayed my thoughts again. "I thought you were going to leave me and then you get more excited."
"MMmmmm, yeah the idea is interesting. So you like me to show off and then you wonder if I'd really do it?" He moaned and fucked his hips at me. "Maybe I'd like showing off for you..."
He moaned and rolled me onto his face. I love being eaten, and he was doing it with great gusto. His tongue was capturing all my juices. I knew that he would cum if I sucked him more, so I just waited and let him eat me. I sat up a little, and tilted my hips so that I could rub my pussy on his face. I loved doing that, and he responded too. His tongue snaked in and swirled around. I felt open and loved. Funny how oral sex does that. When his wrapped around my clit and he sucked me, I was in heaven!
I saw a pool of precum on his belly, so I gently lifted his engorged cock and licked at that. Oh, it was nice. Dave let out a groan. "I want to fffuuuuccck you," he moaned. 'Fuck' came out a hissing expression of need.
"If I let you fuck me, will you cum in me," I asked.
"OhGodYeah," he moaned. He was really eating me well, and I wanted him to fuck me bad.
"And if you fuck me and cum in me, will you suck your cum out?" He went crazy on my pussy, sucking and licking like mad! I saw his cock bobbing up and down. I knew his answer before he even said 'yes'.
I turned around and mounted him slowly. I knew we were both really close to orgasm. But Dave began to pump me hard and deep. In about 10 seconds, I felt him push his fat cock as deep in me as he could. He held it in, and I imagined his cum filling me. When he stopped gasping and opened his eyes, his cock beginning to shrink, I pulled off him rapidly and sat on his face again.
His reaction was startling! He eagerly ate his cum from me, probing me deeply, exploring for cum. I turned around to face his cock, amazed to see it at half staff! I licked it a little, tasting the blend of his cum and my juices smeared on him. Then I sat up and forced my pussy deeper onto his loving tongue.
"If I have sex with other men, will you eat their cum from me?"
"OOOOHhhhhh!!! Godddd Yeeeaaahh!!" he moaned. I freaked! He wanted to eat another's cum from me? Certainly, his cock had gotten fully erect again and he was eating me like no tomorrow. I turned around again and sat on his cock. I loved the full feeling, and felt wonderfully sloppy this time.
Our fucking this time was longer and more satisfying to me. I came almost at once, my contractions forcing some cum out from around his cock. Then we had a more rational discussion as he continued to fuck me. Well, as rational as you can be when in total lust! He explained he had this desire he had been keeping from me forever, about how he loved eating me and how the idea of eating cum from me was so attractive. And eventually he fantasized about watching me fuck other men and then cleaning me up. It was just a fantasy, he emphasized. And yet, the more he talked about it, the less gentle his fucking. He said he never had brought it up for fear of my reaction, and that he was scared that it could get back to his company. Silly boy!
I felt the boat suddenly shift... we were changing directions. We tumbled a little and he ended up on top. "Fuck me hard, and then clean me up," I panted. I lifted my legs, and held them up. He gave me what I wanted... a good pounding fuck. My gooey cunt was making sloppy wet noises as he pushed all the way in. He once withdrew all the way, making me feel empty. He knelt down and tongued my open flowing hole, and then knelt back up and pushed in again.
I found his desire to be very stimulating. I began to cum, really hard. I rubbed my clit, making my orgasm last as long as possible. When I heard him grunt and close his eyes, I pleased with him, "keep pumping me..." He did, making my entire pussy feel really wet and sloppy.
When he stopped, he dutifully and lovingly licked me until I was clean inside and out. He even used his fingers to scoop some cum out, and let me watch his face as he ate it. It was such an expression of contentment and sexuality that I knew we'd be doing that a lot more.
I suddenly realized that we hadn't been up top in a while. What would Mike and Regina say? The whole idea of them knowing we'd had sex was enough to arouse me again. Was I really an exhibitionist at heart???
Only time would tell.
Dave and I went on deck, both nervous about being so visible after having sex. But Captain Mike and First Mate Regina seemed to not even notice. They just handed us drinks and invited us to lay out on the forward deck to catch some rays. I felt very sexy, my tiny bikini glued to my pussy by the cum Dave wasn't able to lick. Not that he hadn't tried enthusiastically.
As I laid there, I thought about Dave's fantasy. During our marriage he had seemed to become disinterested in me. And yet, he claimed it was overcompensation for the fantasies he had been having. The realization that he did still think I was sexy thrilled me. I laid there, mulling over the ideas he had and getting more excited. When we tacked, I was face down, which I was thankful for. I was afraid my very hard nipples were too obvious. Of course,the realization that my ass was exposed made me hotter.
The sailing was terrific, and I loved the rhythm of the ocean. The boat rose and fell as it moved through the swells. We dined aboard the boat, a light meal for our landlubber stomachs. Then we stretched out on deck in the failing light and watched the stars appear. So many stars! Heaven seemed so close as Dave held me against him and we enjoyed the night sky.
Regina came forward to the foredeck where we were to point out the constellations. She brought with her warm rum toddys, which warmed me inside quite nicely just as I was feeling chilled. Noticing my chilliness, she went below and returned with a blanket that Dave and I wrapped ourselves in. Then we talked about our lives in a really mellow way. After a couple toddys, I was really really relaxed.
It was then that I felt Dave's cock begin to stiffen. I was sitting between his legs and the pressure was quite noticable. I wriggled a little, bouncing his cock and he squeezed me tightly. Then, one hand slowly made its way inside my top. Oh oh! What *was* he thinking?! He began to slowly roll my nipple between his finger, tugging at it ever so often.
Regina was making her cheerful conversation, and Dave was keeping up quite easily, despite his mounting hardness. I, on the other hand, was finding it hard to concentrate. My breasts and especially my nipples were always sensitive, but my orgasms earlier seemed to have made them even more so. Twice Regina asked me a question as I was spacing out, and I finally said "I'm just admiring the stars". She seemed to understand and she talked with Dave.
I tipped my head back onto Dave's shoulder and appeared to mellow. In actuality, I was creaming my bikini. Feeling the evidence of his erection and his working on my nipple was making me very hot. In a couple minutes, I shifted sideways to appear to cuddle up to him. Now, I was able to put my hand on his erection. Turn about was fair play!
I pulled his cock out of his suit and slowly stroked him. I rubbed my thumb across the eye of his cock, wetting the head. In a minute, his cock was slippery, and I could easily jack him. The more I did, the wetter his cock got. When it was time to tack, Regina got up to help and Dave whispered fiercely in my ear "hurry up and make me cum!"
"No way," I replied. "You teased me and I'll tease you!" I continued to slowly pump him, pretending to be asleep, even after Regina came back. Dave was sweating and he was having a hard making the soft chatter they had enjoyed before.
Eventually, Regina stood up again and said she was going to get another hot toddy. Did he want one? Dave said, "yes please" and let her go. I decided enough was enough, so I shifted position to get both hands working. I firmly gripped his cock and stroked him like he loves. With a quiet gasp, he began to cum. I continued to stroke him with one hand while capturing his cum with the other. In forty seconds, he was deflating and almost breathing normally.
It was then that I decide to test his desire to eat cum. I figured what was hot talk would become the "post orgasm blues" most guys experienced. I brought my hand up to him and fed him his ejaculate. Without hesitation, he licked my fingers clean. Wow! I kissed him then, tasting his cum on his tongue. My hand wiped the globs seeping out of his cockhead, and we shared them. I felt really close to him for some reason. We were still kissing when Regina came back with his drink.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were awake! Do you want me to get you another?"
"No," I said, smiling in the dark at her. "I'll share his. I think I need to go to bed anyways... I'm really tired."
Regina laughed. "That's pretty common. Lots of people come here burned out and then the fresh air wipes them out. If you go to bed now, you'll feel better in the morning."
I looked at Dave, giving him a wink. "I think I will feel better if I go to bed now. You cumming honey?"
He stood and helped me up. "Let's go!" He chuckled when we got to our stateroom. "You are a master of double talk."
I peeled off my suit and laid on the bed. "You got better things to do than talk." I spread my legs lewdly, touching my smouldering crotch. I tipped my head back, masturbating and loving it. I loved my new body, so firm. I felt like a porn star, displaying myself to lure Dave to fuck me. I loved it. My pussy began to get wetter, and I spread my juice over my clit, rubbing it in a firm circle. I could feel my nipples getting hard... which was a sensation I always loved.
Dave, for his part, watched for over a minute. Then, he slowly lowered his face to my pussy and began to lick me. "Tell me how you want me to eat you..." he murmured.
He already ate me pretty well, so I was a bit confused. Then, I realized he meant when I had cum in me. "Oh, I want you to lick me like a lollipop," I said. He immediately made his tongue flat, and ran the whole thing up my juicey middle between my lips. He flipped my clit with the tip of his tongue. It felt so good that I actually gushed!
Meanwhile, Dave was moaning like crazy. "Oh goddd, I love eating you..." he managed.
I let him continue, feeling my orgasm getting closer. I was imagining, fantasizing, about his eating cum from me. He was certainly enjoying it and I was in turn aroused by his excitement. I wondered.... "C'mere and lay on your back," I said. When he did, I stood on the bed, my feet next to his ears. "This is what it will look like when you see my cum-filled cunt dropping towards you."
He said, "oh my God!" as I squatted down. I felt my lips part, and I reached with my one had to open myself as I steadied myself on the bulkhead with the other. I could feel a pool of my juice beginning to drip out, and stopped a couple inches from his mouth. His moans sounded like an animal's growl then he lunged up and planted his mouth right on me! Knocked off balance, I sat down on his face, pushing his head back into the pillow.
His tongue drove deeper into me that I had ever felt before as he struggled to clean my insides. Then I felt a hot splash and looked to see a stream of his cum extending from his cock to me! He had cum without me even touching him! I rubbed it into his skin and ground my pussy onto his mouth, back and forth. He didn't slow down a bit, but kept licking me and sucking me. In a minute or less, I came hard, feeling myself convulse in glorious pleasure.
I plopped down, exhausted but not from the sea air. Dave kissed me over and over and over as I fell asleep, somehow dreaming of getting fucked.
We awoke, and not exactly early. The sun lit up the fiberglass caps over the windows, making them glow and bathing the stateroom with warm light. I could tell by the heel of the yacht that we were still sailing. I pulled on my alternate swim suit, regarding my tiny one with interest. The bottoms were soaked with my pussy juice and I was sure not going to wear them like that!
I left Dave sleeping and went on deck. Regina was at the helm, and Capt. Mike was nowhere to be seen. I sat in the cockpit with her and we chatted for a while. We talked about why they decided to run a yacht and how their lives had changed. It was nice to girl talk and Regina was great at conversation. I finally asked about laundry and such, and she laughed at my tentativeness. She said that soiled clothing is part of life and that they had a small washing basin they used, or some island ports have laundramats, but that they preferred to swim in their clothes and rinse them afterward with fresh water. We shared a good laugh over the idea of swimming in our dresses, but she said she had done it more than once, which made me laugh again. I liked Regina quite a lot.
Dave came up, complaining that our laughter had woke him up. He wore a goodnatured smile that I remembered from way back. I hadn't seen that smile in ages. I tossled his bed-head and kissed him good morning. He whispered in my ear "remember what I ate before you kissed me last night?" Somehow, remembering his eating his own cum shocked me, and I turned a bright red! Regina was smiling, knowing that we were sharing a moment as lovers.
"How long before we reach the island," Dave asked. "I feel sorta grungy and I'd like to take a dip".
"Another hour or so," Regina answered. "But I can let go the sheets and let you take a five minute swim though. Do you want me to?"
"Yes," Dave said, "if it isn't too much trouble."
"No trouble at all," Regina said. Then she gave Dave and me a little sailing lesson on sheets and other ropes. We let loose the sails under her direction. It was fun!
When we were stopped in the water, she invited us to dive in. Dave immediately dove over board, and Regina motioned to me. "Put on your other suit now, and we can rise it out before breakfast."
I hustled down the companionway and slipped into my suit. Feeling the wet crotch made me excited again, and I might have made it even wetter! Then I sprung up the ladder, spotted Dave, and dove in towards him. It was great to feel the warm Carribean waters. We swam for a while, and of course we groped each other a tad in fun. I never felt so in love as I did right then.
We heard a tremendous splash, and looked to see Capt Mike bobbing up from his cannonball dive. He wore an infectious grin. "Good Morning maties" he called, sounding pleasantly roguish. He swam for maybe a minute and then climbed up the ladder on the stern, inviting us to the breakfast he would prepare.
Dave and I climbed out, not at all as nimbly as Mike, and let the air dry us briefly. Then we climbed down the fore campanionway to the galley/salon and breakfast. Our meal consisted of melon, eggs with Carribean Salsa, and OJ. It tasted truly fantastic! Dave and I ate wolvishily, hardly pausing to chew let alone talk. I guess the sea air had affected our appetites!
Around 10 am, we reached an island. Lush and green, we sailed around it and made for the harbor on the leeward side. We dropped anchor in 5 fathoms, and we could see the bottom through the china blue water. Dave didn't waste anytime, but dove over right away. Mike and Regina told me to go ahead as the stowed lines, but that they'd be in shortly. I dove in then, feeling the warm waters caressing me. Swiming to Dave, I tried to dunk him, but failed. Instead, he dunked me! I came up spitting water and took off for shore.
I laid on the beach, reclining on my elbows. I squinted when I saw Regina standing ready to dive in. I was curious about her, since she hadn't shown her figure yet. Regina kicked off her shorts... revealing a completely cute butt. She pulled her top off and showed that she had breasts, but how big and firm I couldn't tell from here. She dove gracefully into the water and pulled for shore.
My questions about her figure were soon answered. Her butt was very very nice, and her breasts were apple-sized and firm. Her nipples made my mouth involuntarily water: they were long and fat, begging to be sucked. 'Cut it out' I told myself. I smiled cheerily to her, and she laid in the sand next to me.
"So, how do you like the island?" she asked. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, catching some rays on her neck. That also had the effect of lifting her chest and those amazing nipples. I found myself staring and blushed. I never had had such interest in another woman before, and I felt unsettled.
"Oh, it is wonderful," I replied. "Are there any people living on it?"
"No, it is one the many uninhabited islands. Fresh water on these small islands is a problem and it is very expensive to live on one for any length of time."
"Hmmmm," I said, "it must be very tempting to be on an island all by yourself."
"Tempting in what way?" she asked.
I hadn't even realized I had spoke aloud. I blushed again, embarrassed at myself.
She just laughed. "Ohhhh! You mean it must be very tempting to have sex on a deserted island?" I nodded. "That is VERY common."
"Really?" I asked, now curious.
"Oh yes. Maybe two thirds of the couples we take sailing want to spend a night alone on an island. We often sail off and come back in the morning. The couples frolic all night."
"Are you ever tempted to snoop?" I was really curious now. I found the idea both romantic and powerfully sexual. I didn't know what turned me on more, the idea of being marroned and having sex on a beach, or being secretly watched while lovemaking.
"No. Never." Her tone suggested an unwaivering propriety. I was then shocked when she said, "Several couples have asked us to stay with them on the island though."
"What do you mean, stay?"
"To stay and participate with them." She giggled. "I remember one time we hooked up with another charter boat... five couples in all. It was WILD!" I didn't say anything, too turned on to trust my voice. She misinterpreted my silence. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to offend you."
"Oh, you didn't!" I blurted. "I mean, I wasn't shocked. I... just... hadn't thought that you and Captain Mike would be into it. I've never met people who did that before. In real life I mean."
Regina smiled at me. "I think I understand."
I kept my eyes out over the water, watching Dave still swimming around. "Dave used to read Penthouse Letters to me all the time. That was a long time ago. We used to fantasize about it. Now we never seem to share that stuff anymore."
Regina picked her words carefully. "A lot of couples come on board the Sea Spray to re-ignite the passion. Dave is certainly looking at you like a man looks at a woman he wants."
"Hmmph! Well, he oughta. I worked hard to get in shape for him. I think he is finally noticing."
She rolled over onto her side to face me. "Well, you have a fantastic body. I don't know how you were before, but you are really pretty sexy now." Her hand reached out to touch my arm, I guess as a signal of support. But her touch was electric to me.
I rolled over on my side to face her. "Thank you," I whispered. "It means a lot to me to know that someone thinks I have a sexy body. I did it all for Dave and I'm still not sure he notices."
"We women do a lot for our men, don't we?" she said. "I shaved my crotch for Mike" --she pulled her bottoms aside to show me her bare pubes -- "and the first time I agreed to party with another couple was to please Mike".
"And... did it turn out OK?" I asked, searching her face.
"It was unbelievable. And everyone after that has been even better."
"Why?"
"Because I have learned to relax enough to really enjoy it." It made sense to me.
Again, I was quiet, having so many questions. Finally, "So, I suppose you like being with other men?"
Regina laughed, and then slyly told me, "Yeah, but I have found I like being with other women more. Oh stop it!" she said as I gasped and blushed. "You aren't really shocked. I can see you are getting excited talking about this." I was red faced, but it wasn't from shock... it was from being really turned on. "I like to be fucked while I eat a woman. That is my absolute favorite!"
Holy shit! Well, since she was being honest, I didn't feel I could do any less. "I wish Dave were into it. You make me interested."
"Honey," she said, "let me tell you. I've never met a man who didn't fantasize about having two women at once."
I nodded my head. "Well, I suspect you are right. God, I am so turned on! I might even ask Dave tonite... would you even be willing to join Dave and me?" I guess I was a little unsure.
"Savannah," she said, her eyes boring holes into mine, "you have kept me aroused ever since you came on board the Sea Spray." Her hand reached out again, and traced across my breasts. "How about we go into the woods and I show you some loving? No strings attached?"
Her fingers traced across my hard nipples, making them ache. "OK," I replied, feeling my stomache drop from nerves. Immediately, she stood and took my hand, helping me up. Then she led me into the woods.
I was both anxious and excited as Regina led me into the treeline. Past the first palms, she set me against another palm so that I was watching the boat. Then, she reached under my bikini top and gripped my breasts. Her hands were like tiny version of men's, the work of sailing a boat making them hard and strong. She looked at me, her eyes intense and commanding. Then she lifted my top and lowered her mouth to my nipples. Ohmygod it felt good! Her soft womanly lips wrapped around my buds and then she sucked momentarily. Her tongue licked at my nipple, urging it to get longer and harder. Meanwhile, her hand was gripping my other tit, rolling and pinching the nipple. It caused a throbbing pain, which was relieved exquisitely when she switched her mouth to it.
She was making little lustful cries, making me even more aroused. She was loving this, loving just sucking my tits. "Are you wet?" she panted, "Are you wet?"
"Oh hell yeah," I murmured. As if seeking evidence, her hand moved down into my bikini bottom, immediately finding my pussy. "oh....." I moaned, as her fingers found my clit and slid over it enroute to my sopping wet hole.
"You are so wet," she said. She sucked my nipple a little more, before asking "can I eat you?" I couldn't talk, so I merely pushed my pussy against her hand and pushed her head down with my hands. She knelt, and sniffed at my crotch. "I can't wait to taste you," she said. She pushed aside the crotch of the bikini and took a long lick right into my valley. My legs nearly buckled and she smiled. "Someday you may love eating pussy as much as I do."
Her hands pulled my lips apart and my crotch to the side so that she could really lick me. I looked out over the water, watching Dave still frolicking and wondering what he would think to see me getting tongued by a woman. As another jolt of pleasure hit me, I revised that to 'a woman who really knew how to eat pussy'.
Then, I looked and stared. Dave was looking towards shore, and began stroking. "Regina! Dave's coming!"
She stopped and looked up at me. "Do you want him to see us or not?"
"No, this time," I panicked. It had happened too fast. "Please!" I said insistently. Reluctantly, she stopped and stood. She looked at me, her face shiny with my juice. She gave me a smile, and squeezed my hand and then walked back out to the beach and laid in the sand. I arranged my top and bottom and went back out to lay besides her. As I sat, I noticed her swimsuit's crotch was soaked! The wet fabric clung and if you looked you could see her clit making a bump. Damn!
I was mostly breathing normally when Dave finally reached the shore. "Whoa, I am really done in!" he said as he plopped onto the beach. Regina and I just looked at him.
I laid there, wondering if my near orgasmic state showed. Regina stood and announced, "I need to get back to the boat to do some work," then strode into the water and swam to the boat.
She wasn't gone for a minute before I rose and started to help Dave up. He protested that he was tired, but I replied that I needed to show him something. I led him to the same tree, and pushed him against the trunk. I kissed him madly, needing to feel satisfied. He was surprised as I agressively kissed him, but soon returned the kiss. I began to fondle him five seconds later and he jumped in my hand.
I felt so entirely sexual that I simply dropped to my knees and pulled his shorts down. I put him directly in my mouth and began to suck at him. "Shit! Are you going to suck me right here, within view of the boat?!"
I paused only a second to reply, "Got a problem with it?" I closed my mouth tight around him and bobbed up and down, stretching his cock as he slid out. I wanted him hard, and fast! I loved the aggressive feeling, like I was forcing him to get hard. And I loved feeling his cock literally swelling in my mouth. In three minutes he was fully erect, much to his surprise. I went to the other side of the tree so that I could lean against it and watch the Sea Spray. "Fuck me," I told him.
He came against me as I wrapped my arms against the tree and pressed my cheek to the palm's bark. He pulled down my bottoms so that I was bare for him, and I stepped out of them. Then I spread my legs as he felt me, exclaiming "you are soaking wet!"
"Shut up and fuck me!" Immediately, his cockhead pressed against my opening. Then, he pushed in and I felt my pussy gripping him. It was delicious! He didn't waste any time, but began to fuck me hard and deep. "Oh yeah, fuck me!" I urged. I reached behind my back and undid my bikini top, and pulled it off. I reveled in the fact that I was now completely nude and getting fucked in the open. It was exhillerating.
I looked out over the water, and saw Regina standing on deck facing us. Then I saw her lift binoculars to her eyes! Holy shit! She was watching us fucking. She swept the beach, but always returned to our exact spot. I imagined she could see my mouth open as I moaned loudly.
In a minute I came, and hard. "Keep... fucking... me" I begged, as Dave slowed down to weather the orgasm gripping his cock. "Cum in me... cum in me and eat it!" He gripped my hips and thrust hard into me, making me gasp as my orgasm was ending. Then, he pushed in balls deep and held himself in. I listened to him grunt and grunt and I imagined his cum filling me.
Then he began to shrink. But he didn't waste time. He dropped to his knees behind me and started licking his goo from me. I began to fantasize aloud for him, telling him how I wanted to see him watching Mike fucking me. I asked if he would like to see Regina getting fucked while she ate me, and Dave began moaning. Then, I asked if he wanted to see me eat Regina with Mike fucking me. And if he wanted to suck his and Mike's cum from Regina and me. He stood back up and pushed back into me. He was hard AGAIN!
This time he fucked me hard and long. It was a really great fucking, with us exchanging fantasies of swinging with Mike and Regina. I leaned against the tree, the bark scraping my nipples as he humped me hard. I was able to rub my clit and cum twice before he again exploded in me. This time, I made him lay down so that I could sit on his face. It was gratifying to have him so eagerly eating his cum back out. I still wasn't used to the idea that he enjoyed it so much, but I was learning to!
When I was completely clean of sperm, we stood and got dressed. Then we casually went back to the beach to get more rays. I'm pretty sure I know what we were both thinking.
The sun on my body and the gentle warm breezes made me feel really relaxed, more relaxed than I had felt in a long while. I guess Dave felt the same, because after a while I heard his gentle snoring. I occasionally roused him to turn over, and each time he seemed even more relaxed. I was glad that the tension was leaving him after the years of go go grind. I was happier now than I could ever remember being. And hornier too.
After a couple hours, the sun had lowered enough that the beach was in dappled sunlight. Dave wasn't at risk to burn to a crisp, and I was thirsty, so I decided to swim back to the boat and get us drinks. The water, warm and tropical, still felt cool and refreshing as I swam. I reached the boat and climbed aboard.
I didn't see Captain Mike or First Mate Regina, so I went below to the galley to see about a cool tropical drink. I was reaching for the refridgerator door when I heard a thud and a cry. Alarmed, I moved to the other stateroom to see if there was trouble. But then, sensibly, I slowed down and listened at their door. I didn't want to rush into trouble did I?
I listened, and heard little cries. I listened harder, and was rewarded by hearing a couple "oh yeahs" mixed in with what I now recognized as moans of pleasure. I didn't dare open the door, and it was erotic to listen as their lovemaking progressed.
I was astonished at how long Mike fucked Regina. He apparently had wonderful control, and she obviously came at least three times. Finally, I listened to him as he grunted deeply, and for a long time, as she murmured softly, "cum baby... cum baby...". Then, she said, "I'm thirsty... do you want anything?"
Shit! She was coming out! I tried to scamper away and got as far as the galley, and opened the fridge door before she came out. I tried to act surprised, but I my face was beet red and I was busted, big time.
She smiled like the cat that ate the canary. "I guess you overheard," she said. I nodded, turning an even deeper shade of red. "Well, we're even because I know you saw me watching you and Dave. You looked like you had a good time. That's why I jumped Mike."
My face was burning up. Good girls don't listen at other's doors, and they certainly don't talk about it. Do they? "You, uh, sounded quite, eh, pleased" I stammered.
She was still smiling. "Yes. Mike is quite the lay." She stuck her hand inside her bathing suit, and came back with her fingers covered with stickiness. These she put into her mouth, remarking "and he tastes good too." She kept her eyes on mine, commanding me as she cleaned her fingers. Then she stepped forward, right up to me. She slipped her hand back in and came away with more love juices. "Taste" she told me. I was unable not to as she put her fingers one by one into my mouth. I tasted another woman for the first time, and another man too. I found myself drawn into the eroticism of the moment, and licked my lips as she went back for some more.
"I shouldn't be doing this," I said, licking my third helping. "But... I can't help but think of how it would be to lick you."
"Go for it," she smiled, pulling down her bottoms. She sat on the countertop, and spread her legs. I stared at her pussy; her mound was bald! I saw her lips glistening with old juice and new, and they were open like flower petals. I wanted to examine her closeup and to put my mouth on her sex. But...
"No. I can't," I said, stopping myself for the second time that day. "I haven't cheated on Dave and I won't. But... would it be OK if we all got together tonite and seduced him into it?"
Regina smiled. "I would like it. And I know Mike would love to watch us together." But as a tease, she scooped some more juice and licked it. "I know you will enjoy tasting this first hand."
I blushed again, embarrassed that she was right about my wanting to have sex with her. It was so wrong, so taboo. And yet, it was what I really wanted most at the moment. "Make the drinks strong tonite," I said, nervous and excited. Then, I grabbed two beers out of the fridge and climbed up the gangway.
Once I was on deck, I realized that I didn't know how to get to shore with them! Luckily Regina came up and matter of factly inflated a small dingy. Then she helped me into the dingy and I rowed to shore. I woke Dave up with a cold beer on his back. We sat in the shade and talked, all the time my crotch getting wetter and wetter thinking about the evening ahead.
That night, Capt Mike and Regina served dinner on the beach. It was kind of a gourmet picnic, complete with shrimp appetizers and lots of wine. We walked around the end of the island to watch the sun go down over the ocean. It was really pretty, the huge orange glow looking like it was quenched by water. We looked at the stars as we walked through the gentle surf on the way back to the picnic. Both couples held hands and walked in silence, awed by the serene beauty.
We sat on beach chairs, lit by tiki torches, and drank wine. Dave and I held hands, feeling ever more comfortable and relaxed. But then, I was jolted to pure adreneline when Regina brought up the fact that lots of couples preferred to spend a night alone on the island. Did we want that, she asked.
Dave looked at me, apparently unsure. "Hmmmm, I don't know," he said. "Let me talk to Savanna." He stood and helped me up, and we excused ourselves and walked down the beach a little ways. "What do you think?" he asked.
I paused. Should I reveal my horniest fantasy? I decided to go for it. "I think," I said, stepping up close to him and kissing his neck, "that we should invite Mike and Regina to join us". I dropped my hand to his fly, and smiled to find him almost splitting the seam. "Wouldn't you like to see me with Regina?"
"Ohmygod yes," he moaned. "But, what about Mike?"
"I won't fuck him unless you say so," I said, rubbing his cock to persuade him. "But, I know you'd like to have him cum in me so that you could eat it all out... every last drop. Wouldn't you?"
"I don't know," he said, but the twitch in his cock told me otherwise. We kissed, very very deeply, and then he said, "OK... but you don't fuck Mike unless I say its OK. Alright?" I didn't say anything, but just kissed him again and let him lead me back to Capt Mike and Regina.
"We're wondering if... you'd like to stay and join us," Dave said. I felt so proud of him! He was direct in a way I could never be. I was so happy to be his right then. There is something so comforting and... arousing about a man who 'possesses' you. "I don't know if you are into it, but this is our fantasy vacation and this is a fantasy we share."
Mike spoke up. "We sometimes get asked this by couples. Usually we say 'no' because of all the entranglements" --'Liar!' I thought -- "but we really like you guys." He looked at Regina.
"Yes, you are a fun couple. If you are sure...." Regina said.
"Yeah, I think we are. Right honey?" Dave turned to look at me.
"I love you," I told him. Then, I stood and walked over to Regina, and offered my hand. "How about we get things started?" She smiled at me and stood. I took her hand and we took the tiki torches, putting them in the ground behind the guy's chairs. Then, we went in front of them, and looked at the guys.
We looked at each other, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. But I leaned in and closed my eyes, preparing to brush her lips with mine.
Our first touch was electric. I had never kissed another girl before, at least not like this, and the sensation was powerfully erotic. Regina's lips were somehow softer than Dave's. As we began to actually kiss, I realized the differences were more extensive than just that. She wasn't as agressive as Dave, or any man I'd kissed. Her mouth didn't immediately yawn open and she didn't push her tongue against my lips. Instead, we simply lip kissed until it seemed we were both ready. Then our mouths opened and our tongues met each other like old friends.
Her hands weren't motionless, but instead took mine and showed me that she wanted my arms around her. So I wrapped her, my hands traveling up and down her back lightly brushing her skin. Despite the tropical heat, I felt that she had goosebumps. My hand travelded up to her nape, brushing her short hairs there. I felt her shiver, and she broke the kiss to laugh and smile at me. "You are giving me goosebumps," she said. I smiled back, then moved my hand slightly higher and pushed against the back of her head to bring her back into the kiss. I felt, rather than heard, the deep growl of a moan she made. Or was it me?
After what seemed like a blissful eternity, we stopped to gasp for breath, staring at each other. I looked over at Dave and Mike, who seemed to be squirming in their seats. With the torches at their backs, their crotches were in shadow making it impossible to see if they were sporting erections. I knew that Dave was. In the rare times we watched porn movies together, he always was most interested in the girl-girl bits.
That made me recall how the lesbian scenes began. I looked back to Regina, and down at her breasts. As before, I saw that her nipples were long and fat and obviously hard. I traced down her chest with my fingertips, outlining her bathing suit top. Then my thumbs circled around her nipples, bumping over them again and again. She was staring right at me. I felt myself wetten even more as I realized *I* was being the agressive one. How had *that* happened? Even so, I knew I was enjoying it.
I began to pinch her nipples through the fabric of her bikini top. Their large size made them easy to grip, so I pinched hard and pulled them out. She muttered "oh yeah, oh yeaahhh" in response. I leaned in and fench kissed Regina, who put her hands in my blonde hair to force me stay as she mashed her lips against mine and probed my mouth deeply. I slipped my hand inside her top, feeling her soft flesh and the bumps around her areola. Her nipples were soft, yet firm, and I enjoyed rubbing them directly as Regina kissed me hard. However, it wasn't enough for me... I had to see and taste them.
I looked over to the boys, who were staring. I undid the string around her neck, freeing her tits to sway ponderously. I watched their reaction as I felt her flesh, and as I leaned in to flick my tongue over her nipple. When she emitted another low moan/growl, I turned to face them directly and began to suck at them. Her nipples felt like tiny penises, so I sucked them like I gave head, using lots of tongue and suction. I loved the nasty smacking noises my mouth made at times.
Regina reached under me to pull out my own breasts. Mmmmm, it felt wonderful as she scratched them with her nails before twisting and pulling them. I don't think they'd ever been so hard! Her hard pinches made me gasp... then moan. I went back to kissing her, gripping her breasts so that I could aim her nipples at mine. We kissed more while we flicked our nipples against each others'. It was impossibly erotic, even without having our lovers watching. What could be better?
Regina knew. "I desperately want to eat your pussy," she told me breathlessly. "Can I?"
"Yes," I murmurred. Oh Lord, yes.
"Are you wet for me?"
"Oh yeah," I said feeling myself wetten more.
"Very wet?"
"Find out for yourself," I said.
She surprised me by giving me a quick kiss and then turning me to face the boys. Then, she pulled my hair up so that she could kiss my neck from behind. I reached and pulled my hair up myself, wanting to free her hands for, er, 'other purposes'. She undid my top and pulled it off. With my hands on top of my head holding my hair, my breasts were totally exposed. She took advantage of that fact and displayed them to the guys as her fingers milked them, ending by pulling my nipples far out and making fat cones of my breasts. It was my turn to shiver.
Her hands trailed down my back, leading her tongue. When she reached the small of my back, she kissed there for a while as her hands reached to the side and under my bikini strings. I knew that I would soon be nude in front of a stranger for the first time, and the thought only made me hotter. She gripped the strings and pulled them down. My suit came down, the crotch clinging for a moment to my incredibly wet pussy.
"Do you want me to lick you?" she asked, nudging my legs apart. Her fingers found my sex and pushed against it. I knew it felt like an overly ripe peach.
"Oh yeah," I moaned, "eat me." I bent my knees and leaned over to give her access to my pussy.
"Like this?" she asked. I felt her tongue start at the back of my pussy and slide forward, between my lips and into my pool of wetness. Then it finished with a flick over my hardened clit.
"Yesssss," I hissed. She did it again, making me moan with pleasure. I slid my pelvis back, rocking my pussy against her tongue. It began to explore my insides. Her fingers reached up front and began to rub my clit. I looked up to see the guys watching. Mmmmmm, it was fucking sexy! "Can you guys see her eating me?" I asked, my voice seeming very loud.
"Does it feel good babe?" Dave called.
"Oh it feels wonderful!" I exclaimed. Regina put a finger right in me, and then rubbed my clit with her soaking digit. I must be completely drenched I thought.
"Will you eat her?" Dave called out again.
"If she wants, I will," I panted.
Regina pulled her face away. "As soon as you cum," she said, "you are going to eat your first pussy." That thought thrilled me as she began to tongue me again. I felt myself go immediately to the threshold of orgasm, forced there by the desire to suck her pussy. Her fingers spread my lips far apart and completely exposed my clit. Somehow, she kept a finger dancing over it as my totally open pussy dripped juice. I gasped, feeling my orgasm begin.
It was a wonderfully long and fulfilling orgasm, as my body shuddered and tensed, then released. All the time, she kept licking right at my hole and rubbing my clit. It sent electric sparks through me. I knew I was moaning very loudly as waves of pleasure washed over me. Suddenly, it was too much attention on my clit and I had to step away.
She was still kneeling when I had recovered my senses. She was smiling at me, but her face was flushed with need. I helped her up and kissed her, tasting myself on her tongue. Then I licked her face, cleaning off the sticky juices smeared all over it. It was deliciously erotic to do so. I was ready to eat her.
I took her hand and led her to the boys. "I think they'll want a closeup view," I said. I pulled my pair back and braided it to keep it out of my face. I knew that without an elastic it would come loose, but meanwhile the guys would have a better view.
I paused to kiss Dave, who immediately forced his tongue in. So different than Regina, I thought, but so nice allthesame. "I love you babe," he said.
"I love you too," I said. "Enjoy the show."
Regina was hotly kissing Captain Mike, her hand in his shorts and jacking him. She pulled his cock out and left it there. I guess she wanted him to know it was OK to masterbate. But then she stepped around me and reached in Dave's shorts! She kissed him and I saw his eyes go wide in shock. Reality hitting, I guess. Then she pulled his cock out and left it out as well. Hmmmm. Mike was much bigger, I saw.
I kissed Regina, eager to begin my new role as pussyeater. I lifted her foot up and put it on Mike's chair. Then I untied the strings and pulled off her bottoms. I saw Dave and Mike lean over to see her bald pussy. Dave gasped as he saw its hairlessness and I knew that I soon would be too. Then I knelt behind her and leaned in.
I could see both Dave and Mike, but what I was looking at was her hanging lips. Her pussy looked completely well fucked. 'So it should,' I thought, remembering Mike's cock. It also looked pink and tasty.
So then I tasted my first pussy. I mimicked her motion, beginning at the base of her cunt and running my tongue through those lips and deep inside, before finishing with a flick over her clit. I paused to see Dave's face. He was staring, mouth agape. I wiggled my tongue against her clit and then repeated it over and over.
Her flavor was different than mine, but similar. I loved it. She was enormously wet, and her juices soon were all over my face. I followed her lead and spread her lips wide. I looked at her opening, dripping with juice. I put my whole mouth over it and sucked, which made her gasp and then give the low moan/growl. I was rewarded with a mouthful of thin syrup. I found that I loved eating pussy.
I felt something brush my nose and looked to see her finger massaging her clitoris. That was my job! I reached up and began to rub her, which perversely resulted in her pushing against my mouth. I loved it. It was a happy time of giving pleasure, knowing instantly that she loved it.
At some point, she began to really gasp. I paused, looking up to see that Dave and Mike each had a nipple, and were pinching, rolling, twisting, and pulling at them. I resumed my eating, feeling her shudder and wondering how close to orgasm she was. When I put two fingers deep into her pussy, I felt her begin to spasm on my fingers. I kept fingering her, knowing that it feels good to be fucked while cumming, but distressed that I was out of position to suck her clit. Instead, I licked her asshole. Wow! She cried out very loudly and practically broke my fingers as she came very hard. I guess then that she would be having a fat cock in her ass before too long.
"Keep eating me, I think I can cum again," she said. I was happy to comply, loving my role as she had predicted I would. She stepped her leg off the chair, and I knelt back, waiting for what she was doing. She leaned over Mike, letting him suck her nipples, and put her feet way beyond shoulder width. I saw that her pussy was gaping open, so I began to dart my tongue in and out. She was wriggling around, and I stopped again to watch and wait. She was pulling Mike's shorts off! Then she bent at the waist and took his cock in her mouth. Wow! It was fucking sexy!
I ate her more, listening to her cocksucking. Mike was telling her she was a good cocksucker and that he was loving it. He was also remarking to Dave on how lucky he was to have such a sexy wife. Dave responded that he felt he was the luckiest guy in the world, which made me glow all over.
Then, Regina stood and walked over to Dave. I remained where I was, transfixed. She repeated what she had done to Mike, and I was envious as she put her lips over Dave's cock and slid it into her mouth. Dave looked over at me and mouthed "thank you."
For my part, I was still wanting to explore my bi side, so I resumed my position behind Regina. I put in a finger, wetting it instantly, then rubbing it on her clit. I wanted to taste her everywhere! But then I wet it again and began to circle her asshole with my wet finger. She stopped sucking Dave and gasped as I teased her anal opening. I slid my tongue between her lips and then sucked and licked at her clit. She went crazy! I felt her juices beginning to drip out, wetting my face again, but I didn't care. I tried to coordinate my mouth and finger, licking her clit in time to my gentle pressure on her rosebud.
I felt her shaking again, and knew she was about to cum. So, daringly, I pushed hard with my finger against her opening. I felt it pop open and my finger sank deep into her asshole. I wriggled it, holding it deep and feeling her murky hotness. I heard her shout "oh God!" and she began to cum on my face and finger. I continued to lick and suck her clitoris, feeling her ass spasming. Her knees went weak, and she sat heavily on my face and finger, which I loved. I felt so proud to have made her cum so fucking hard.
But then I stopped and let her sit on the ground, breathing hard through her mouth. Not one to miss an opportunity, I knelt between the two guys and gripped each with a hand. I wanted them to cum, but I also wanted them to last until they could fuck me. In that instant, I developed a plan.
When Regina had returned to this planet, I told her I had an idea. She asked what it was. "Let's make a deal. I will suck Mike and you will suck Dave. First one to make the other cum will get to be fucked by the other. To make it fair, the winner will also eat out the 'loser'. What do you think?" I looked at her and the guys.
In reply, she heaved herself back onto her knees and crawled to Dave. "I hope you cum quick," she said. I almost hoped he did too!
I crawled over to Mike, watching Regina with her short hair sliding Dave into her mouth. Her mouth made a tight circle about his shaft, pressing her lips against it as she pushed him firmly into her mouth. Dave's head flopped back, and his eyes began rolling. He was obviously appreciating her talents.
I looked at Mike, kneeling up to him. I took his face in my hands and kissed him, and let him control the kissing too. His tongue was voracious, stabbing deeply into my mouth. I was being possessed, and I loved it. But I had a bet to win too. So I broke the kiss and locked eyes with him as I licked my fingers and palm, smiling a bit. I watched his eyes flicker just a little when I reached down and firmly gripped his shaft to jack him off. Then I returned to kissing him, and his mouth was even more hungry.
I say I gripped him, but that is a bit of misstatement. His cock was fat enough that my hand didn't go all the way around. So I palmed him in the right spot, sliding my hand up and down, further wetting it with the precum he was drooling. I felt him stiffen, and I got wetter thinking about that nice cock sliding in and out... and in and out.... and in and out.
I looked over to see Regina nursing at Dave's penis, her hands carressing his hairy chest. As I watched, her fingers found his nipples and he gasped in pleasure. He thrust a little deeper into her mouth, and his mouth opened in a big circle. It was really sexy to see my man finding such pleasure, and truthfully a twang of guilt hit me as I realized I wasn't the one pleasuring him.
Now, I subscribe to the theory that revenge is the sweetest reward. I could have dwelled on the implications of opening our marriage like this, but instead I decided to act. I decided to be just as sexy as I could be, and to capitalize on assets that Regina didn't have.
I broke the kisses, and looked into Mike's eyes, just as deeply as I could without giving up my own control. Forcing my voice to be as low as possible, I rasped, "I need to suck your fat cock. Can I? Can I suck that cock of yours?" I licked both hands, and used them both to stroke him firmly. It was his turn for his mouth to open in pleasure.
"Yeah, suck me babe."
"Do you want me to suck you? Tell me. Tell me you want it?" I licked my lips, tossing my head and letting my hair shake out of the remnants of the braid.
"Oh yeah, I want you to SUCK me." His voice was a growl, but also had that pleading quality. I was very aroused.
I stood and pushed both hands against my pussy, letting him both see how wet I was and getting my fingers slick. Then I kissed him briefly and gripped his manhood, my fingers hot and sticky with my juices. "Do you want me to make you cum?" I panted, not entirely for effect. "Do you? Huh?"
"Oh God, just SUCK me. SUCK my dick. Please!" It was sexy as hell to hear his need.
I tipped my head down, letting my long blonde hair brush against his cock. I held him straight up, so that it was enmeshed in my blondeness. He moaned as I swayed back and forth, tickling his hot dick. I looked up at him, through my hair. "Want to cum in my hair?" I smiled.
"Shit!" he said. I feared he just might explode! Funny how sexy men think blonde hair is... which is why I had grown it out for Dave. My blonde hair was one advantage I had over Regina.
I crouched between his legs, and bent his cock towards my mouth. He grunted as his muscle was forced out of shape. I looked at his cock, so fat and long. I was crazy to get fucked by it. I wanted to feel so full. But I wanted to suck him too.
Pulling my hair off to one side, I looked up at him. His eyes were not really focusing, but he was watching me. I extended my tongue, and used just the tip to slid through his peehole, capturing his salty precum. He groaned as I just wriggled against his tip, milking his cock with my hands. I loved the sticky flavor, and the feeling of control I had. *I* was making him hot and horny, and he was wanting *me* to swallow his cock.
I pressed my lips against his head, sucking at it and kissing it wetly. I reached down and got more of my abundant fluid, and coated his cock with several trips to the well. Then I looked right at his face and pressed my mouth slowly onto him. And I mean slowly! I sucked hard at him, milked him, but sank slowly onto his dick.
For me, cock sucking is a bit like getting fucked. There is a wonderful feeling of fullness and completeness with having his dick filling my mouth. I experienced the same sort of pleasure I get from being entered slowly as I sank on to him, swallowing and sucking, milking his shaft. I began to moan, my pussy quivering in the pleasure of giving head.
I felt him bump my throat far too soon. When I did, I sucked him all the harder and pulled off quickly, making a loud smacking noise. He pushed his hips, thrusting in pleasure at my escaping mouth. Then I slowly slid on again, and pulled off with a sloppy smack. "Cum for me, baby. Cum in my mouth. Cum on my face. Cum in my hair." I wanted his thick jism. Needed it. Didn't get it... yet.
I looked over at Regina, who was creating a long string of spit and precum from his cock to her mouth. Dave was gripping the chair arms hard, his nuckles white. I think he wanted to fuck Regina, which meant he had to hold back. He was going to cum fast.
"C'mon, fuck my mouth," I intoned. In reply, he gripped my hair by the base of my neck and held my face still. Then he rapidly stroked in and out of my eager lips. "Hold on, hold on!" I said, and he paused. I rubbed my hands on my pussy to wetten them, then gripped his shaft at my lips. Then he fucked my mouth *and* hands, long deep strokes as I nursed at his head top shaft. I tasted a mild version of my pussy flavor.
He let go of my hair, and I shook it over his cock and balls as he pumped. I made as loud a smacking noise as I could, hoping that he would be turned on by the wet sounds. I moaned myself, enjoying the oral sex almost as much as he was; he was getting a true hummer!
Happily, Mike began to cum very soon after that. His cum was very thick and sticky. It glued to the top and bottom of my mouth, so different than Dave's. I let loose with my hands, letting some drip drip out to cover his shaft. Then I swallowed the load and cleaned the drips off his shaft. I milked him, eager to capture all his cum. I was becoming quite the cum queen!
Mike stroked my hair, then pulled me up to kiss me. "You are fantastic," he said, running his tongue around my lips.
"You are too," I smiled. "I can't wait to have that cock in me." I looked over at Dave who was almost besides himself with the need to cum. Regina looked slightly miffed that Mike came first. Pride is a terrible thing, I mused.
I stood and walked over to Dave, helping him up. Then, I took Regina's hand and helped her to stand. I held her hands, looking at her. Then, I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She seemed determined to stay upset, but I had all night. Kissing another woman now seemed natural to me. Was I really bi? I sure didn't mind kissing her and I really was looking forward to eating her again. I was still holding her hand, and this I led to my pussy. "I am so hot to eat you," I whispered to her alone. "Please don't be mad. Feel me." I looked pleading at her, and she began to smile. Her fingers rubbed over my outer lips, separating them and pulling a little on them. My knees went weak. "Oh God, I need to eat you," I said.
I sat her on the end of the seat, and pushed her back. Then I lifted her legs and spread her knees so that her bald pussy was open for me. I got on all fours, and began to eat her. With a moan of pleasure, I put my face right into her pussy. She stroked idly at my hair, comfortingly.
I was surprised to feel Dave's hands on my ass. He positioned himself at my opening, then sank in fast to his full depth. I would have gasped in shock except that my mouth was mashed into Regina's sopping hole. I purposely did not brace myself as he fucked me hard and fast, loving the erotic feeling of being out of control and being used. Regina pulled her legs up higher, so that I could lick all the way down to her asshole. She was moaning as well, urging me to eat her, eat her.
I felt so wonderfully trampy, so fully sexual. It wasn't about love right now, it was about sex. The realization was liberating! I was not Dave's wife, his spouse. I was a slutty woman who was actually face first into another woman, and getting my pussy completely massaged as well. Dave's cock was all over in his haste, rubbing every bit of my insides.
"Yeah, do it honey," I heard Regina say. Almost instantly, I felt a wet mouth encircle my nipple! Mike was down there, sucking at my hanging cleavage! A hand--Mike's I suppose--pulled apart my pussy lips, opening me so pleasurable. But it got even better when he pulled back my clit hood (it was almost missing by now, anyway), and flicked at my clit.
I began an extended orgasm right then and there. What a sensory overload of pleasure! I heard Dave grunt about how tight I was squeezing him, and then he began to cum. Regina gripped my hair to grind my gasping mouth up and down her slit and over her clit, resulting in her orgasm as well. All the while I was rocked by wave after wave of spasms.
I was next aware of Dave's calm voice asking if I were ready to go back to the boat. Groggy, I croaked yes. Mike was holding Regina, kissing her head as she seemed to snooze. We had all come over in a small inflatable boat, and Dave loaded me into it and rowed me back to the yacht. It still didn't occur to me that Capt Mike and Regina were stranded as I drifted off into a deep slumber, feeling loved and protected in Dave's arms.
I slept late the next morning, feeling very drained from the night before and by the rocking of the yacht. When I awoke, Dave wasn't in bed. Groggily, I got up and walked out of the cabin to the head. Then, smiling, I decided to pee in the ocean instead. So up the aft companionway I climbed, into the broad sunlight. Dave was sitting in the cockpit, startled that I would come up still nude and then dive into the warm water without even saying "Good Morning".
His head poked over the side as I treaded water and let myself go. What a feeling of freedom! I was nude, my breasts swaying and partially buoyant, the water touching every part of my pussy, and I was just peeing. It was very natural feeling and that seemed to stroke some part of my soul.
"Are you OK?" Dave called.
"MMMmmmm, yes! Come join me!" My right hand slipped down to spread my lips, letting the ocean touch me more. Unfortunately, I began to sink a little, so I had to use it to tread water again.
"No, you come back onboard. I want to talk to you." I shrugged, and swam back to the ladder and climbed aboard.
Dave was pouring me coffee from a carafe when I plopped onto a settee, water pouring off me. "What did you want to talk about?" I asked, taking the cup he offered.
"About last night," he said.
I looked about. "Where are Capt. Mike and Regina?" I asked.
"They went ashore for a while," he explained. His face was troubled.
"What is it?" I asked, alarm bells going off in my head.
He took a deep breath. "Last night I was more turned on than I had ever been before in my life. It has been a fantasy of mine for a long time to see you with another woman." His face turned red, but he continued. "Seeing you eating Regina, and so excited about it too... I mean it was like a dream. But, I never thought about a man being there too. And when I saw you not only suck him, but get him off.... I felt really jealous. And then when you came so hard...." His voice trailed off.
"Honey," I said, "I thought you wanted what we did last night. If you didn't, then I am sorry. Really sorry." I moved to him, still dripping water. "I wouldn't hurt you for the world."
He looked at me, his eyes soulful. He looked exactly like the sweet man I had fallen in love with, the romantic who had won my heart those years ago. Over the years, his drive to succeed had made his eyes hard. But somehow, this short break on the yacht had restored some of the emotion to him.
"I know you wouldn't," he said. Even his voice was more youthful. "But I had thought so many times in the past about watching other men fucking you, I guess I never thought about the reality of it. I... I am more possessive than I thought I would be."
I looked into his eyes, which had gone past 'soulful' to 'watery.' I had never felt more love for him at that moment, and I told him that. "And I was jealous to watch Regina sucking on you, and seeing how much you enjoyed it." I chuckled a little. "We're a fucked up couple," I said.
We talked some more. And talked. And talked and talked. It was wonderful to talk to him, about us and our relationship. And a funny thing happened; the more we talked, the more we both became secure in our love for each other. It wouldn't be another couple that came between us. It would be silence.
"So, what now?" he asked. "Do we just stop having sex with Capt. Mike and Regina?"
"If that's what you want," I said, holding his hand. "But, I was turned on so much last night by thinking of you eating Mike's cum from me. It was a total turn on... and I know it turned you on too."
"Yes," he admitted, "it did."
"And you have that whole fantasy thing to live out...."
"Right..."
"... and if you don't do it, you might be fantasizing about it forever."
"That's true," he allowed.
"So... I'm thinking that we give this swinging thing one more chance, and I'll make sure he leaves a load in me for you to clean out. That way, we can see if our fears grow or subside, and you can live out that dirty fantasy you have trapped in your mind." He hugged me tight. And we kissed, deeply, lovingly.
"And you know what?" he asked, picking up where we left off before our fifteen minutes of kissing.
"What?" I asked. He had a mischievous glow, which I remembered from long ago.
"If we are experimenting," he said, "I would rather swing with a couple we will never see again than have to recruit one from our town, who we'd see maybe in the grocery store." We both laughed at that, but it was really true. What if we had bad sex with a couple in our own circle? Ick.
"How about," I said tentatively, hoping to confirm our mutual desires, "that we give each other permission to be as free as we like the next time. Give it a real try, but if either of us has regrets we don't do it again."
"Deal," he said, smiling at me. Then we kissed. "God, I love you Savannah," he said, kissing me again. His hands rubbed my face, my arm. Every where his hands touched, I felt like he was leaving a glow of love behind. His hand brushed my nipple, making me tingle.
"MMmmm," I responded as his mouth found my neck and his hand brushed my stiffening nipple. He knows me very well, and knew that my hardening nipples like to be pinched. I let out a gasp that could have been misinterpreted as a painful response, as he pinched it hard and pulled. Only, it was a gasp of pleasure instead.
"Oh damn," I said, "are you hard?" I saw him nod. "Then fuck me. Fuck me now. I need it!" Without much hesitation, he stepped back and dropped his bathing suit. I moved a little, laying on the cushions. When he pushed his prick against my opening, I closed my eyes and held my breath, anticipating the feeling of being filled. When he didn't enter me, I opened my eyes to see him grinning at me. "Damn you! FUCK ME!" He immediately began to push into me, more slowly than I have ever known him to.
I found myself being driven crazy with the need to be full of him. We had shared our innermost emotions, and had connected deeper than ever before. I needed him in me to feel complete, to finish our sharing in the way God had designed. But instead, he was inching into me, making me want it all the more. Finally, he was in all the way, and I felt his body pushing against my shaved crotch.
Holding in, he leaned down to kiss me. He had relearned how nice it was to kiss as lovers. But then the sonofabitch grinned at me and yanked his cock out all of the way. I groaned as he knelt and licked my open hole. It was so pleasurable physically, but it wasn't what I wanted emotionally.
"Oh honey," I implored, "cum in me and then you can lick me all you want." He looked up at me, my juice forming a short string between my pussy and his tongue. With a look that could have been the international symbol of gastronomic pleasure, he took a couple more licks. Then, he stood and pushed into me again, making both my physical and psychological self feel stroked.
He fucked me hard, his dick connecting with my clit now and again. I wanted to cum hard, and to make him cum in me. "Let's switch places... let me ride you," I said. He pulled out, and helped me up. Then, he laid down, his cock shiny with my juices and sticking up. (OK, so he was holding it up.) We both moaned as I settled on him. I tilted my hips so that I could connect my clit with him, and slid myself back and forth. At the same time, he was moving in and out. We both loved it.
I found myself rising quickly to orgasm. But then I was startled to hear a clatter alongside. I looked up to see Capt. Mike and Regina climbing aboard. They sat down opposite, just to watch Dave and I fucking. I knew Mike couldn't really see them, since he was down below the seatback cushions. Still, the idea that we were being watched excited me into my orgasm. I arched my back, imagining how sexy I looked with my hair falling back and my nipples pointing skyward as I was rooted onto Dave.
I felt like my orgasm lasted a minute, while Dave gritted his teeth against the pleasure. I knew it was going to be hard for him to ride it out, but he managed. As I calmed down, I looked over again at Capt. Mike and Regina, thrilled again to know were being watched. Regina had her hand stroking Mike, and as I watched I saw her lick her hand and wet Mike's cock. When I clenched, I knew my next orgasm would be soon.
"Oh, God, honey..." I purred. "Cum in me so that you can eat it like you want..."
"Will you let me eat it? Eat my cum from you?" He was panting, and my pussy was quivering everytime he slammed into me. I knew I was very wet, because I could hear the squishy sounds of our sex.
"Yeah, you will eat it... you will eat your cum from me and love it. I'm gonna sit on your face and squeeze it out..."
"Oh, damn!" was all he could manage.
I looked right at Mike. "And I want you to imagine it is Capt. Mike's cum you are eating... he has fucked me... and you are sucking out his cum...."
This time he only could grunt. But then he swelled and I sat down heavily so that his sperm shot as deep into me as possible. I imagined I could feel it hitting my cervix... filling me with the hot gooey cream he was going to eat.
Mike and Regina rose as I lifted off Dave's deflating cock. Mike was oozing precum, and Regina was firmly holding the base of his shaft to stop him from erupting. I pulled off, a string of cum trailing up Dave as I moved my soaked cunt to his mouth. Dave's eyes were transfixed on my pussy as it came to him. I swear he was having another orgasm, even though his cock was not yet hard again.
I settled down, listening to him groan in pleasure and then I moaned as his tongue worked in and out to eat his cum from me. My god he was eager, moaning incessantly as he ate me.
Regina was still holding Mike's cock as she knelt next to us. Dave looked over at her, startled, and gave a strangled cry. I pushed my cum-filled pussy onto his face again, ordering him to "eat that cum." Regina moved in, and I lifted a little so that she could try to eat the cum too. They fought, both trying to eat Dave's sperm from me. I was the winner, because they almost constantly flicked over my clit.
I began to cum again, and the notion that my orgasm would squirt out most of the creampie got me going really hard. I know I squeezed out a lot, because when I was able to focus my eyes again, Regina was sucking the excess from Dave's face. Dave looked stunned, and I saw that he was smiling happily. Looking back, I saw he was fully hard again.
It was then that Dave's dream came true.
I half turned, still over Dave's face, so that I was available to Capt. Mike, Regina herself fed him into me, his bigger cock filling me. Regina immediately tried to lick the excess cum that squeezed out, and Dave just watched as if in a trance. I don't think I'd ever seen him so turned on!
Mike crammed himself all the way in, muttering about how wet and sloppy I felt. I reached down and stroked my clit, wanting to cum badly with the big, fat cock in me. I couldn't help it, but began muttering to Mike about fucking me hard. I gasped as he complied, his size filling my every inch, then leaving me empty before filling me again.
"Is he gonna eat it?" Mike muttered, gritting his teeth. I knew he was close.
"Yes... he... is..." I moaned. Dave was going to eat it.
Just like that, Mike pulled out so that his head was all that was in. Regina understood, and began to squeeze his balls as Mike came. I felt my insides heating again as Mike almost filled my entire vaginal canal. I could almost feel it sloshing inside me!
When he pulled out, I didn't even try to hold it in. Instead, I let copious amounts drip out as I moved myself to Dave's mouth. I didn't think until after he began moaning hard and SUCKING my pussy that he would have second thoughts. At that moment, I just concentrated on how wonderful it felt to have him licking and sucking my tender pussy. I was quivering, almost about to cum, but not cumming yet. A big one was building.
Regina had busied herself cleaning my flavor off Capt. Mike. When he was sitting in a chair, looking weary with his legs sprawled out, she strutted over and matter-of-factly sat down on Dave's rock hard prick. I knew his next orgasm would be delayed... his seconds always were. So I turned around so that I faced her. And we kissed. Long and deep we kissed as she humped Dave.
Dave eventually stopped paying as much attention to my puss, and I knew I was clean again. He was concentrating on thrusting in and out of Regina. I lifted off, knowing my orgasm was somehow not going to happen despite how charged I felt. Instead, I knelt and tried to lick her clit as Dave fucked her. Again, I was frustrated! I wasn't able to put my mouth where I wanted!
So I crawled behind them and spread her cheeks. I had it in mind that I wanted to eat her ass, but I just played it instead. She gasped, and begged me to finger it. I did, spitting on her asshole like I had once seen in a porn movie. Then I pushed in. Again she gasped, moaning like crazy.
Dave picked that minute to orgasm himself. With a "nyah, nyah, nyah" he continued to fuck her as his very sticky cum spilled out. I knew that Regina was on the edge, so when he plopped out, soft, I pushed her torso down so that her pussy tilted up to me.
I ate her then. I ate my husband's cum from another woman. And you know what? I loved it! I loved the mixed flavors of their juices. Before yesterday, I hadn't even kissed a woman, and now I was eating cum from one! The thought thrilled me, making my pussy again quiver.
My tongue inched in and out of her steaming hole, seeking more cum. When it eventually, ran out, I still ate her. My forehead was nestled into her butt crack, and I could feel her heat there too. It was wonderful!
"Come on," she gasped, "69". She pulled away and laid on her back on the cushion. Of course, I laid on top of her, and began to eat her as she ate me. I clamped my mouth on her clit and sucked, wishing she would do it to me. Instead, she bucked her hips at my lips, beginning an orgasm. Knowing I had made her cum was the secret ingredient I needed. I began my own orgasm even as I tried to lap up the cum that was being emitted.
I was a failure at that, but when I stopped breathing so hard, I did go down and finish the job, cleaning her pussy. I knew from experience how nice it felt to not have sex end with an orgasm, but to have a little postlude.
But then I climbed off, and helped her to a sitting position. Dave was sitting on the cockpit floor, and Capt. Mike was still stretched out in a chair, although he looked alert now. We all looked at each other, and then Dave spoke up. "I feel like a swim," he said. We agreed it was a good idea, and we each went overboard with a dive.
As we swam in the clear waters, Capt. Mike told us that he thought we should sail over to another island they knew. On the way, we could stop at a marina and get some steaks for the evening meal. Dave and I agreed, although Dave told Capt. Mike that he thought he and I needed a nap. I knew he wanted to talk, so I didn't say I wasn't tired. Capt. Mike and First Mate Regina us to go ahead, and they'd get us underweigh.
Dave and I toweled off, and headed down the companionway. I never felt more in love with him than right then. And no matter what he was going to say, I was certain I was going to tell him just that.
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