****** Anchors Aweigh by Clark St. John ******
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Anchors Aweigh


The following story is copyrighted and may not be posted on any internet site
without the express consent of the author.

Author's note: The following story is true. The events actually happened,
although some of the names and the dates were changed by artistic license. At
this date and time I can't remember the men's actual names, but if any of the
participants happen to read this story, they will know who they are and
hopefully will remember the events onboard the U.S. Navy supply ship with a lot
of pleasure.

It was another hot July Sunday in Fort Lauderdale as Deej and Carole left the
Church parking lot after the last service. As he often did on Sundays, Deej
decided to drive around just to see if there was anything going on that might
spark their interest. Just something to do on a quiet Sunday afternoon in what
was normally a pretty boring town. He was driving his aunt's new Corvair,
wanting to see what it was like to drive a car with the engine in the back. She
had left it in his care while she went on a cruise to the Bahamas with
instructions that he was not to drive it, but Deej couldn't resist the
temptation, figuring that it wouldn't hurt to put just a few miles on the
odometer. He determined that the car didn't offer anything new and lacked the
pickup of his Austin-Healy roadster. Deej did like the advantage of the rear
engine drive in that there was no hump in the middle of the front floorboard,
at least.

He liked to drive around with Carole sitting tightly against him as he played
with her pussy and the absence of the hump made it possible for her to sit next
to him with her legs spread wide. The first thing he had Carole do when the
church was out of sight was to remove her panties and throw them in the back
seat, then pull her Sunday dress up around her waist. Carole never objected to
Deej's fondling of her body and the hot sex that usually followed, although she
was nervous about someone being able to see her as they drove around, keeping a
hand on the hem of her dress so she could quickly pull it down in case there
was someone who could see inside the car.

As he slid a finger in Carole's moistening pussy, Deej couldn't help but look
at Carole's face, proud of his pretty wife's beauty, often unbelieving that he
had been fortunate enough to marry her. She was a small young woman, just a
shade under five feet tall and weighing less than a hundred pounds, of which
five of those pounds must have been in her fantastic breasts. Deej didn't know
anything about women's bra sizes, but he knew that Carole's breasts must have
been some of the largest a woman could have. They made her appear top-heavy,
but that was partly because of her waspish waist. While Deej had to use both
hands to full encompass her breasts, at the same time his fingers could almost
touch when he put his hands around her waist. Her breasts didn't sag from their
size, either, possibly because of her young age of twenty, but seemed to point
straight ahead as though they were pointing the way.

Her figure was the first thing most men noticed, but after examining how her
small waist flared out into nicely rounded hips above the most gorgeous legs,
their eyes always moved up to her face and, once any man looked at her face,
her body was soon forgotten. Her hair was a dark blonde, usually worn short,
framing a flawless face with a pert little nose, luscious, full lips, and
highlighted by the most startling blue eyes, a blue the color of the water in a
shallow lagoon, almost turquoise.

Her smile often captured men's hearts and Carole was usually smiling. She was
one of those effervescent people, the kind that everyone enjoyed being around,
full of life and innocence.

If Carole had any faults, it wasn't in her physical appearance, but in her
devout devotion to Deej, her willingness to do anything she could to please
him. She wasn't a rocket scientist by any means, barely passing high school,
and this made her very easily manipulated, something Deej had always taken full
advantage of in the six years they had dated before getting married.

As they headed out Sunrise Boulevard towards the beach, they passed two sailors
in their starched white uniforms, walking backwards with their arms stretched
out and thumbs pointed up in the universal hitchhiking signal. Deej drove on
past them without slowing, then an erotic thought crossed his mind, the thought
of letting the two men enjoy some sex with his wife. His cock immediately
responded to the image, half-rising in his pants.

Deej turned right at the next street and went halfway around the block,
stopping behind an auto dealership. He put the car in park and turned to Carole
who was looking at him with a puzzled look on her face. Without explaining his
motives, Deej reached behind Carole's back, leaning her forward slightly, and
undid the buttons to her dress, then quickly undid the clasps on her bra. The
elastic in the straps around her chest relaxed, permitting her lovely breasts
to swing free, but still partially restrained by the cups of her bra. Still not
saying anything, Deej pulled the wide straps of the sleeveless dress off her
shoulders and eased them down her arms, letting the top portion of her dress
fall in her lap. Deej then removed her free-hanging bra and threw it in the
back with her panties.

He lifted her face to his and kissed her passionately while he teasingly
massaged her breasts, lightly twisting each nipple in turn until they became
hard and erect, jutting out from her white mounds of flesh like miniature
cocks. Carole was used to Deej undressing her in this manner and didn't object
as she returned his probing kiss with equal passion, quickly aroused by Deej's
touch and kiss, her legs spreading even wider in response to the flood of heat
she felt rising in her crotch.

Deej broke off his arousal of Carole just as abruptly as he had begun, slipping
her arms back in her dress and then pulling it back up on her shoulders. He
didn't re-button her dress, letting the top gap open slightly at the back, the
scoop neck of the bodice drooping just enough to show the delicious cleavage of
her breasts, making it obvious that there was no confining bra beneath the
dress, her erect nipples clearly indenting the soft material.

As he put the car in drive, Deej reached into Carole's lap and pulled the hem
of her dress down to mid-thigh and then pulled back onto the road. He made a
circuit of the block and ended up back on Sunrise, still heading toward the
beach. Deej crossed his fingers mentally in hopes that the two sailors hadn't
caught a ride while he prepared Carole. Just as he rounded a long curve in the
highway, he saw the white suits glaring in the overhead sun about two blocks
ahead and he smiled, happy that he hadn't missed the opportunity to pick them
up.

Deej slowed the car as he approached the two men, gliding slowly past them for
a couple of car lengths before stopping. Carole immediately sensed Deej's
purpose in stopping for the hitchhikers. He had suggested they pick someone up
before when they were driving around but didn't do it after Carole protested
tearfully.

"No, Deej. Please don't," Carole whined. "Don't pick them up."

"Aww, don't worry about it, baby. I'm just going to give them a ride," Deej
attempted to assuage Carole's alarm as he watched the two men hurry towards the
stopped car in the rear view mirror. "It's too hot out there to be walking," he
explained further as the two reached the car.

Deej operated the electric window on Carole's side of the car and called out to
the men as they reached the car door. "Hey, where you guys headed?"

A dark-haired handsome face appeared at the window, "We're trying to make it to
the beach," he explained breathlessly. "Didn't know it was so far from the
port. This is the way to the beach, isn't it?"

Deej nodded, then answered, "Yeh, it's this direction, but you still have about
three miles to go." He noticed the handsome sailor was furtively looking Carole
over, his eyes lingering on her breasts for several seconds before he looked
back at Deej. "Well, come on, get in. We're going the same way."

Handsome cheerfully expressed his thanks and relief, "Gee, man, thanks. My sea
legs aren't used to all this walking." He pulled on the door handle and swung
the door wide, then spoke to his friend, "C'mon, Chip, they're going to give us
a ride."

As Carole leaned forward, the dark haired sailor pulled the passenger seat
forward and held it for his friend, who finally came into view. Chip wasn't as
tall as the one who spoke, but was still good-looking in his white uniform, now
wrinkled from the heat and slight perspiration of their walk, his sandy hair
cropped close to his head in the current style.

As he bent over to get in the back seat, Deej could see that half of the back
seat was taken up by a large folded-up carpet his aunt had left in the car and
he realized that there was only room for one in the back. 'Perfect,' he
thought, then suggested, "One of you will have to sit up front. I forgot about
the carpet."

Chip spoke up from the back seat, "Todd, you lucky ass! You must have known we
both couldn't sit back here." Chip laughed as he joked with his partner, then
realized the word he had used, immediately apologizing, "Oh, ma'am, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have used a cuss word." His face turned a little red as he thought
about using cuss words in front of someone he didn't even know.

Deej laughed, "What? You mean ass'? Hell, that's not bad. And ass isn't a cuss
word, so don't worry about it." As he spoke over his shoulder to the sandy-
haired sailor, Deej put his arm around Carole's shoulders as a pretense of
pulling her closer to make room for the sailor named Todd, his arm slipping
behind her back to her waist with his hand resting on her hip. He added for
both men's benefit, "And, besides, fellas, we're all about the same age, so you
don't have to watch your language."

Chip was still embarrassed by his faux pas, "Well, I still apologize. It's just
that on the ship, every other word is a cuss word and I forget myself when I'm
on shore."

Todd chided his friend as he closed the passenger door, "That's my buddy for
you. Always too polite. Guess it's his southern raising." To show he could also
be polite, Todd stuck out his hand to Deej, "By the way, I'm Todd and that
clown back there is Chip."

Deej took his hand and clasped it firmly, "Hi. I'm Deej and this little beauty
is Carole." He gave Carole's waist a hug as part of his introduction. She
smiled first at Deej and then turned to the man sitting closely next to her and
softly, in a little-girl voice, greeted, "Hi. Nice to meet you both."

Deej drove slowly towards the beach, making small talk as he drove while he
brainstormed for an idea on how to accomplish his goal. From the small talk he
learned that they were in port for the next three days, had never been to Fort
Lauderdale before, and their ship was a navy supply ship, nothing glamorous, as
Todd had put it.

Deej used his hand on Carole's hip to slowly work the hem of her dress up,
moving it a fraction of an inch at a time, hoping she wouldn't notice the
gradual expanse of skin he was revealing to the man on her right. Deej had
become aware that the tall sailor had been staring at the creamy tan of her
legs, his eyes darting at times to the top of her dress as he leaned back in
the seat for a better view of Carole's breasts.

Chip had propped his arms on the top of the front seat with his head between
Todd and Carole and was looking intently down her top. From his position, he
was able to see most of her lovely grapefruit-sized tits, seeing just to the
edge of her dark-pink aureole, hoping she would move somehow so he could catch
a glimpse of her nipples as they pressed against her thin summer dress. Todd
had been sitting with his hands on his knees but had gradually moved his hands
up his legs until the back of his fingers were against Carole's smooth thighs.
One glance at his crotch indicated to Deej that the close proximity to the very
pretty girl was having quite an effect on the emboldened sailor.

Deej finally came up with an idea to make things a lot more interesting as he
asked the two men, "You guys going swimming when you get to the beach?"

Todd spoke for both of them as his hand slid against Carole's outer thigh,
"Yeah, we got our swim trunks on under our uniforms. Hope the water's nice."

Deej acted as if an idea just hit him. "Well, hey, how about we join you? Looks
like a nice day to go swimming."

Todd and Chip chimed in together, "Why, sure. That would be fun. We don't know
where to go on the beach, anyway."

"Great!" Deej replied. "We'll have to go to our house to get our swim suits,
though. We don't live far from here, so it'll only take a few minutes." Deej
pulled Carole more to him in a friendly hug, letting his hand pull her dress up
to her hip as caused her to lean to him on her left hip, revealing the line of
her tan contrasted against the whiteness of her rounded hip. "How about it,
sugar? Want to go swimming?"

Carole wasn't even aware that half her ass was showing as she beamed, "Uh-huh.
I'd love it."

Deej made a quick u-turn on the almost-deserted highway and headed towards
their house, holding Carole in the leaning position, hoping the men would see
her exposed skin and the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. Looking out
of the corner of his eye as he hurried down the road, Deej could see that both
of the men hadn't missed the view but were staring down at the car seat, their
eyes admiring the curve of Carole's pale ass, Todd's cock echoing the thoughts
that must have been rushing through his mind.

Five minutes after making the u-turn, Deej pulled up in their carport and the
four of them piled out of the car and went inside. As soon as they had stepped
in the door into the kitchen, Carole announced, "I'll go change into my suit.
There's no place on the beach to change."

Deej stopped her with an arm around her tiny waist, "Hey, just a minute, baby.
Maybe the guys want a drink or something first." He turned to pose the question
to the two men standing just inside the door, "How about it, guys? Beer? Soda?"

Chip grinned, "I'd like a beer. Be good after that long walk."

Todd added to the request, "Hmm, I'd like one, too, if you don't mind giving
one to someone under age."

Deej laughed, "Well, you can't be far from twenty-one, so who cares?"

Todd congratulated Deej on his estimate, "Hey, you hit it on the head. We're
both twenty."

Carole looked surprised as she confessed, "Really? That's what I am. I just
turned twenty in February."

Deej feigned disappointment, "Shit, looks like I'm the old man here. I'm
twenty-three." They all laughed at his deprecating remark, with Chip reassuring
that he didn't look like an old man.

Carole got three beers out of the refrigerator and a soda for herself, and then
pulled out chairs at the dining room table for the two men. She took a few sips
of her drink and then announced, "I'm going to change."

As soon as she was out of earshot, Todd remarked, "Hope you don't mind, Deej,
but I gotta say your wife is really beautiful."

Deej shrugged as though the compliment to his wife was expected, "Yeah, she is.
But you ain't seen nothing yet. Wait till you see her in a bathing suit."

Chips eyebrows shot up, and then he said appraisingly, "Man, I bet she's a
knock out."

Deej stood up, "You guys want a preview?"

Todd looked at him quizzically, "What do mean, Deej?"

Deej held his finger to his lips and motioned for them to follow him, then
started tiptoeing to their closed bedroom door. By his estimate, Carole should
be about ready to slip into her bathing suit and should be completely naked. He
waited until the two men had snuck up to stand behind him and then, quietly
turning the door handle, he opened the door suddenly.

Like a deer caught in the headlights of a car, Carole stood frozen, bending
over the dresser drawer where she kept her bathing suit, her eyes wide with
shock as the three men stood in the doorway staring at her naked body. Her
breasts jiggled slightly when she was startled by the opening door, giving her
naked form an even more erotic quality.

In a matter of seconds, Carole recovered and screamed, "Deej!" then stood up
straight with her arms crossed in front of her breasts, not thinking about the
rest of her body revealed to the leering men, the pressure of her arms across
her breasts making them bulge a little above her tiny limbs. When she saw that
each of the men were staring at the tawny-colored pubic hair, she quickly
dropped one arm and covered her patch with her hand, leaving more of her ample
breasts exposed for viewing. Carole screamed again, "Deej! Get out of here!"
She turned as she yelled angrily and grabbed her dress off of the bed and held
it in front of her.

Deej crossed the short distance between him and Carole in two long strides and
snatched the dress from her hands with a smile, "Now, baby, don't be that way.
We just want to look." He tossed the dress over the bed and grasped both of
Carole's wrists in his strong hands, pulling her arms over her head. Deej
continued to hold her arms over her head as he stepped behind Carole and
presented her full frontal view to the two sailors. "See, guys? Here's the
preview." Carole struggled as the two men stepped further into the bedroom,
each of them devouring her sexy body with their eyes.

Deej pulled Carole's hands behind her back as she struggled to get free, her
breasts now accentuated by the position of her arms behind her, the jiggling
flesh bouncing as she fought against Deej's grip. "Deej, please!" Carole
pleaded. "Don't do this."

Deej only laughed, then invited the two watching the struggle, "Feel her tits,
guys. Feel how firm they are." Seeing the two hesitate, Deej invited again, "Go
on, get a feel."

Todd was the first one to step forward. He ran his fingertips over the white
flesh tentatively, and then squeezed one breast with his fingers spread wide.
"Mmm, they're nice," he commented, as he gripped a nipple between a thumb and
finger and rolled it like a pencil.

Chip joined him and began massaging the other breast as he echoed Todd's
sentiments. "Yeh, nice. Very nice. Carole, you sure have some nice breasts.
Nice body, too." Chip dropped his mouth to the breast he was holding and began
to fervently suck on the nipple, enveloping the wrinkled, pink aureole with his
lips.

Deej could feel Carole's resistance lessen, the muscles in her arms no longer
straining to free herself. He crossed her wrists and held them with one hand
while he used his other hand to stroke Carole's body, caressing the cheeks of
her ass then bringing his hand around to her belly and sensually rubbing it,
letting his fingers brush through her soft pubic hairs. Deej felt Carole relax
even more and when Todd lowered his mouth to the nipple he had been rolling,
Deej heard Carole gasp. Deej took that as a sign and slipped his hand between
her legs, his fingers stroking up and down the slit of her pussy.

One thing he had learned about Carole since he had first met her was that once
she was fingered, her resistance to anything completely crumbled and she became
a first-class slut. That was precisely what Deej was aiming for as he slipped
his middle finger in her hot tunnel. He felt Carole open her legs as her pussy
lips blossomed like a flower in spring searching for the sun, opening wide for
a visit from a bee.

Deej released Carole's arms from his grip and was pleased to see her place a
hand on each sailor's head caressingly as the two sucked on her distended
nipples. Deej knew all the right spots to touch in Carole's now-dripping pussy
and he knew how sensitive her nipples were. He also knew when she was ready to
fuck, all the tell-tale signs, her rapid breathing, the heat of her body, her
hands becoming almost hot to the touch, her soft mewing sounds she made through
half-parted lips.

He saw those signs now as Carole stood bow-legged so his probing fingers could
freely access the insides of her pussy and he heard her moan softly, her head
tilted back, her eyes narrow slits, sleepily peering out at nothing. Deej knew
that when she was in this state, she'd fuck anything, a dog or even a coke
bottle if there was nothing else around. He slipped his slickened finger out of
her pussy, eliciting a regretful groan from her, and took his pants off,
throwing them in a corner of the room.

Stepping back to the three locked in sexual throes, Deej took Carole by the
shoulders and pulled her away from the two sucking sailors then pushed her down
to the edge of the bed in a sitting position, her legs spread wide, her eyes
still possessing that dreamy look. Deej stepped between her legs and rested his
cock against her full lips. Carole's mouth immediately opened and she sucked
his hardened rod into her mouth, her tongue working feverishly over the head as
she slid the man meat in and out of her mouth hungrily, her sucking almost as
satisfying to her as having a cock deep in her pussy.

Todd stepped up next to Deej and incredulously asked, "Will she go all the way?
Will she suck mine, too?"

Deej nodded and pulled his saliva-coated cock out of Carole's mouth. "Sure,
man, she'll suck and swallow. She loves it. Try her."

Todd didn't need any further encouragement as he took Deej's place and guided
his long, thin, cock to Carole's hungry lips. As soon as her hot mouth closed
around Todd's cock, he let out a low groan and hunched his hips upward. Carole
took the hint and slipped the entire length of Todd's eight inches inside her,
his cock pushing past the opening to her throat as she deep-throated him with
lascivious gusto.

Deej let Carole give Todd a sample of her masterful sucking before
interrupting. "Lie down, Todd. Let her blow you while Chip fucks her. We have
to give the hot little whore some cock in her pussy to keep her going."

Todd did as Deej recommended, settling back on the bed with his legs spread.
Carole quickly got between his legs and resumed her mouth-loving of Todd's
veinous prick. Chip hardly waited for her to get back to sucking Todd's cock
before he was on the bed behind her, rubbing his dick up and down her greasy
cunt until he found the prized opening. Chip's cock wasn't huge, but he did
seem to be experienced in how to used it as he slowly stroked it in and out of
Carole's clenching cunt, occasionally rotating his hips in circles while it was
embedded fully in her hot pussy, the stiff rod rubbing against her clit with
each rotation.

Deej watched as he saw Carole's toes arch upward, another telltale sign that
she was enjoying an orgasm. Her hips would lunge backward as Chip shoved
forward in an attempt to get even more of his cock inside her, to feel the head
push against her tender inner walls. Carole would climax just as easily from
the sensation of a dick igniting the nerves in her vagina walls as she would
from the excitement of her clit and whenever she fucked, she would work to
capture that sensation.

The three bodies on the bed remained locked in sexual heat for at least fifteen
minutes before Chip couldn't resist the urge any longer and shot his load in
Carole with loud grunts. The heat of his cum splashing inside her caused Carole
to have another orgasm, her toes curling painfully as she moaned around Todd's
still stiff cock.

When Chip climbed off the bed and headed for the bathroom, Todd lifted Carole's
sucking mouth off his cock and pulled her up on top of him. He grasped his
dripping cock and slid it in her pussy, folding his legs up so that his knees
spread Carole's legs wide as he humped his hips up and down, sinking his long
tool deep inside her.

Deej used the opportunity to get on the bed behind Carole and used the ample
precum of his cock to wet her asshole. With a couple of well-aimed pushes, he
had his cock buried up her ass. Deej could feel Todd's cock beneath his as the
tip slid against the insides of Carole's vagina, rubbing up the entire length
of Deej's prick. The combination of her burning hot bowels, the twisting of her
pelvis and the constriction of her sphincter and Todd's rubbing of his cock
through the thin partition of skin proved too much for Deej's resolve to last.
He emptied his cum inside Carole's rectum inside of five minutes. A fast fuck,
but a very satisfying fuck.

Deej got off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean his shit-stained dick,
pleased to see that he was keeping his erection. When he returned to the
bedroom, Todd was still stroking his long poker in and out of Carole's
convulsing pussy. Chip had joined them on the bed, kneeling beside Todd's head,
his cock being sucked frantically by the sex-crazed Carole. Todd finally
succumbed to the thrill of Carole's pussy and spurted wads of cum deep inside
her. He slid out from under Carole's perspiring body and stood by the bed while
she continued to suck Chips dick. It was surprising her jaw muscles didn't
cramp up, but to Carole's credit, she never slowed her expert ministrations
until Chip had given her his cum to swallow.

They never made it to the beach, but spent the afternoon using Carole's
beautiful body in every way the three men could imagine. Carole certainly
didn't object, her sexual appetite awakened and insatiable. When the men were
too exhausted to perform any longer despite Carole's attempts at reviving their
deflated cocks, they watched as she fingered her reddened pussy and gathered
close around the bed when she switched to using a beer bottle to satisfy her
voracious urge to continue climaxing.

While the three were watching Carole as she made herself cum for what seemed
the umpteenth time, Todd made the comment, "Man, I bet the other guys on the
ship would love to get some of her. Looks like she could handle all thirty of
them and still want more."

Deej looked at Todd with a devious look, "Hmm, that sounds interesting, Todd.
Really think they'd want some of her ass?"

Todd was amazed at the question, "You kidding? They'd kill for a chance to fuck
her!"

Chip chimed in, "Yeah, most of them haven't had any pussy in a month or more!"

Deej had to pursue the idea, becoming consumed by the thought of Carole getting
gang-banged by so many men. "Hey, you guys think we could get on board the
ship?"

Todd gave it a moments thought before answering, "Well, I think so. The only
one that might see us coming on board would be the chief, and from the stories
he's told, once he got a look at her, he wouldn't care if we gave her the
ship."

Chip laughed, "Yeah, the horny ol' bastard would even give her a year's pay to
get some of that pussy. He won't be any problem."

Deej was now getting excited over the possibility, "Let's do it! C'mon, let's
sneak her on your ship and let all your buddies fuck her!"

Carole was listening intently as the men discussed their plan, but said
nothing, continuing to work the neck of the beer bottle in and out of her
swollen pussy, her eyes closed dreamily, her mind imagining what it would be
like to have cock after cock shoved in her. Maybe, just maybe, that many cocks
could quench the deep, unfathomable hunger that possessed her body, a desire
she couldn't comprehend and never knew was buried deep within her subconscious,
only knowing that she had to have satisfaction of her newly discovered hunger.

Deej interrupted Carole's erotic thoughts, having to repeat his words twice
before they sunk into her consciousness, "Get up, baby. Go get cleaned up and
we'll have some real fun."

Once Deej's words had bypassed Carole's sensual thoughts, she got off the bed
and hurried to the bathroom, the three men watching as she pranced past them
nude, admiring her curvy ass, the swing of her full breasts. When she returned
to the bedroom, Deej had selected what he wanted her to wear for their
evening's adventure and handed the single piece of clothing to her. It was a
short, white terry cloth beach robe that fastened only with a cloth belt.
Carole grinned as Deej handed the robe to her, knowing how he liked her to wear
it with nothing but a pair of high heel shoes. The robe barely reached no more
than three to four inches below her crotch, and if Carole wasn't careful when
she walked, the robe would open slightly below her waist and reveal her trimmed
bush for all to see.

Carole laid the robe on the bed and pulled open a drawer of the dresser, then
selected a pair of lace panties. When Deej saw what she was about to do, he
took the panties from her hand and admonished, "You won't be needing those,
sexy. Just put the robe on and that pair of open-toed high-heeled sandals.
That's all you're going to need."

Carole modestly objected, "But Deej, I can't go out in public without SOMEthing
on under my robe!"

Deej through the panties on the bed, the see-through lace landing on the pussy-
juice coated beer bottle, "Nah, baby. Don't worry about it. You won't be in
public, anyway."

Carole shrugged and picked the robe up and slipped it on, then stepped to the
open closet and slipped her feet into her sandals, aware of the six eyes
focused on her body. Chip whistled as Carole turned to face them, "Damn! She
sure looks good in that robe!"

The other two men nodded in agreement as they studied the pretty girl standing
in front of them, her sandals accentuating every curve of her seductive legs,
twisting her pelvis backward and making her butt even more pronounced. The soft
material of the robe only gave a hint of Carole's bountiful breasts as it
parted slightly from the fullness of her globes pushing against it, revealing
just enough of the crevice between the white mounds to tantalize.

Deej interrupted the men's appraisal of his wife, "Let's get going gang. It's
already dark out, and time's awasting." The four of them piled into the Corvair
and Deej headed to Port Everglades, his thoughts playing out in advance the
ensuing night's entertainment, hopeful that the two sailors could pull it off.

At Todd's direction, Deej pulled into a parking spot in the deserted lot
several feet from the pier where their ship was docked. Todd told them all to
wait in the car while he went to talk to the chief. The three remaining watched
him as he walked across the darkened pavement and made his way up the
gangplank. They could see Todd enter a door on the upper deck and disappear
from view.

Deej couldn't see anyone else in the dim lights illuminating the ship and he
turned in his seat to face Chip in the back. "Where is everyone, Chip? I don't
see a soul on the deck."

Chip leaned forward and explained, "Probably all in the day room or in their
bunks. Not much to do on a Sunday when we're in port. Just watch TV, read, or
play cards. Some may still be on leave, looking for excitement."

Deej commented, "Well, they won't find much around here right now. There's a
few bars, but they're pretty dead on a Sunday. And the closest girlie clubs are
down near Hollywood or clear into Miami."

It seemed like at least a half-hour had passed before they saw Todd reappear on
the deck and make his way down the gangplank, although it was probably no more
than fifteen or twenty minutes. Todd hurried across the pavement to the car and
the three watching him could see a broad smile on his face as he jauntily
strode up to the car.

He opened the passenger door but didn't get in, leaning over to exclaim
enthusiastically, "It's all set. The chief said the captain was sleeping off
his latest drunk and the lieutenant is still on shore. His final words were get
your ass moving'."

Chip laughed, "Just like him. The old bastard gets impatient when he thinks
he's going to get some." He pushed the front seat forward and got out of the
car, revealing his own impatience to start an evening of fun.

Deej followed Chip's example and got out on the driver's side while Carole slid
across the seat and got out to stand beside Todd and Chip, her sliding action
on the seat giving the two sailors a good view of her pussy. They all walked
toward the ship, Carole between Todd and Chip, their arms encircling her waist
and ass, with Deej strolling behind, watching Carole's robe ride up her sweet
butt cheeks. When they got to the gangplank, Todd took the lead, followed by
Carole and then Chip, with Deej taking up the rear. Deej had to laugh when Chip
commented on the view of Carole's ass as she went up the steps in front of him.
In a show of modesty, Carole made a vain attempt to cover her rear with the
robe when Chip made his remark, causing the rambunctious youth to reach out and
stick a finger in her crack. Carole jumped at the intrusion and almost tripped
on the metal steps while she teasingly chided Chip for his forwardness.

When they got to the deck, Todd turned and, with a finger to his lips to signal
quiet, whispered, "The chief said to bring her to his cabin, but we have to be
quiet. Don't want to waken the captain."

Todd led them to the open steel door and then down a narrow corridor to a short
flight of steps and then down another narrow corridor, Carole trying
desperately to keep her shoes from echoing loudly on the steel planking
flooring. They all stopped in front of a door while Todd knocked softly. The
door was opened immediately by a short, balding man in a tee shirt and
undershorts. His beer belly hung over the waistband of the white cotton boxers
and the opening in the front of the shorts was parted slightly, revealing a
mass of dark hair.

Todd guided Carole to stand in front of him as he spoke to the chief. "Here she
is, chief. See? I told you she was a beauty."

The chief slowly took a half-smoked, unlit cigar from his mouth as his eyes
opened wide, "G-o-d-d-damn!" he exclaimed as his eyes took in the sight of the
diminutive figure in the doorway. "Jesus! Where in the hell did you clowns find
her?" His eyes traveled up and down Carole's body before he added, "She sure is
purty. Ain't seen anything this good-looking in ages."

Todd reached around in front of Carole and pulled at the loose knot of her belt
robe, easily undoing it, then opened her robe and held it apart for the
salivating chief to get a better view. "Look at her body, chief. Isn't she
something?"

He was answered by a low whistle as the bald man took in the sight exposed to
him. "Jesus, Jesus," the chief panted. "What a pair of jugs! Where in the hell
did you men find her?"

Todd pointed behind him with his thumb, "She's his, chief. And they found us...
I tell you, she's hot stuff."

The chief's appraisal of Carole's body continued as he inquired, "What she do?
This ain't no joke, is it?" Before Todd could answer, the chief warned, "If
this is another of you asshole's pranks, I'll have you swabbing the decks for
the next three months."

Todd released Carole's robe as he held his hands up plaintively, "No, no,
chief. It's not a joke. I swear it. She just loves to fuck. And she'll suck,
too. One of the few women I've known who will swallow. Hell, I don't think
there's anything she won't do. We even fucked her in the ass."

The bald head shook disbelievingly as his fat lips clucked, "Anything? She'll
do anything? What about that, girlie? You do it all?"

Carole was too embarrassed from the men's discussion of her sex acts to answer,
so Deej spoke up from behind Todd, "Yeah, chief, she'll do anything. Just tell
her and she'll do it." Deej prodded Carole in the back, "Isn't that right,
baby?"

Carole only nodded her reply, shriveling from the fat man's stare, unsure if
she wanted to have him touch her, slightly repulsed by his greasy, old
appearance, but knowing that Deej would be angry if she didn't cooperate. Deej
prodded her back again and Carole demurely whispered, "Yes, yes. Anything."

The chief's grin widened, "Wal, you boys go somewheres. Me and the little missy
need us some privacy." Not waiting for their agreement, the chief reached out
and took Carole by the hand and pulled her into his cabin while he closed the
door with his other hand, leaving the three men in the hallway stupefied,
unsure of what they were to do.

Todd finally turned after a moment's silence, "Well, guess we might as well
show Deej the ship and introduce him to our shipmates while we wait. Probably
won't take much time, anyway. The old fart will lose his cookies before he even
gets it in her."

Todd and Chip laughed at Todd's assumption as they led Deej back down the
corridor. They gave Deej the grand tour of the ship, returning to the chief's
door after about fifteen minutes to see if he was finished. Neither of the two
sailors dared interrupt the man's pleasure, so Chip put his ear to the door and
listened for a moment before shaking his head no' and gesturing for the other
two to follow him down the passage.

They returned again after another fifteen minutes and Chip did the hearing test
again, but couldn't hear any telltale sounds, so he knocked softly on the door.
The chief's gruff voice answered, "Get your asses outa here or get em busted!
I'll call you when I'm finished."

All three tiptoed away from the door and proceeded to the day room where Todd
introduced Deej to several of the men sitting around playing cards or watching
the black and white TV mounted on one wall. He didn't explain the purpose of
Deej's visit, wanting to be able to surprise his bunkmates whenever the chief
finally finished with Carole. They sat there watching TV and talking for anther
fifteen minutes, and then another. Todd and Chip were highly surprised the old
man was taking so long. It had been an hour, for chrissake! They didn't think
the chief had it in him.

Finally, the phone rang in the day room and the sailor who answered the phone
turned to Todd, "Hey, Todd, the chief wants you. What you done now, you fuck-
up?" His kidding brought a clamor of laughter from the others in the room, all
of them much aware of Todd's tendency to get in trouble.

As Todd rose from his seat, he good-naturedly shot back at the speaker, "You'll
see, Andy. You'll see exactly what I've been in to." He winked at Chip and Deej
as he disappeared through the door, pleased by his comeback at the friendly
teasing.

In a matter of minutes, Todd returned with Carole, her robe now draped over his
arm and Carole clad only in her high-heeled sandals, her breasts seductively
pointing the way as Todd ushered her ahead of him into the day room. The
chatter ceased immediately as the pair entered, the television making the only
sound, but seemingly a distant sound, obscured by the deafening silence as the
twenty or so men in the room stared at the apparition before them before they
realized it wasn't an apparition, but a real, live, beautiful woman with a
fantastic body, and she was completely naked, her lovely face broadcasting her
discomfort at the sudden exposure. But the men weren't looking at her face. Not
at first, anyway.

It was a long minute before anyone spoke, and then it was the sailor who had
earlier kidded Todd. "Todd, you asshole. Man, that's dirty, bringing a chick in
here like that." Others murmured their agreement to Andy's words and he
continued, "Shit, man, if you want to get a piece, you don't have to torture
all of us by showing us what you've got."

Todd gave Andy a lopsided grin, "Who says I'm only torturing you? I may have
brought her for everyone."

A young black sailor stood up from one of the stainless steel tables, "What you
mean, man? She goin' to give us all some?"

Todd looked at the black youth, "Sure, Clyde. Even you. She's my gift to my
mates."

His words caused a stampede as all but two of the men got up from their seats
and crowded around the naked girl, several brazenly reaching out to fondle her
as though to verify that she wasn't a doll, but real, live flesh.

Todd was barraged with questions as well as claims of being first to get some
of the blonde's ass, two of the men even appearing as though they were going to
have a fight over who got her first before Todd warned them all that anyone who
started some shit wouldn't get a chance at all. His warning was quietly obeyed
after he explained that Carole would take as many as three at a time and
everyone would get their turn. To solve who would be first, he told Carole to
pick the one she wanted.

All of the eager men put on their best behavior as they clamored for her to
pick them first, some even raising their hands as though requesting of a
teacher that they be permitted to speak. Carole looked pensively around the
crowd of men before pointing to one tall, blonde-haired boy, hardly out of his
teens. "You," she simply said, much to the dismay of the other men, then she
pointed at another and said "and you."

The blond youth approached quickly and with a joyful whoop, swept Carole up
squealing in his arms and carried her to the lone sofa in the room and
unceremoniously dumped her on her back. He dropped his pants in an instant and
at the blink of an eye, planted himself between Carole's thighs, commencing to
fuck her greased pussy without any foreplay whatsoever.

The second man she had picked quickly moved to her head and slipped his cock in
her mouth, her lips wetting his pants around his instantaneously hardened dick
as she attacked it with her usual fervor. All the other men gathered around the
sofa to both watch the action and wait their turn at the whore-like beauty,
cheering on the two who were enjoying her at the present.

As soon as Carole would drain one of his cum, another would take his place,
with a few taking advantage of Carole's exposed ass and giving her a good shit
packing. In a little over an hour, every man who wanted to fuck the gorgeous
blonde or have her suck their cocks, had their turn with Carole, leaving her
filled with their cum and still wanting more, her nympho-inspired urges
undiminished by the constant supply of cocks and cum.

During the next few hours, several of the men had their go at her two or three
more times, with the word quickly spreading throughout the ship. When Todd
finally guided Carole and Deej off the ship a little past midnight, she had
been fucked by all but two of the crewmembers. Her step was a little unsteady
and slightly bowlegged as Deej led her to the car. She complained briefly about
her pussy being sore, but Deej could tell that she thoroughly enjoyed the night
of endless fucking, something she verified as she expressed her wish that they
repeat the episode again some time before she fell asleep on the ride home.

The End

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