Judy, Afloat

By

Donna M.

 

I awoke wet from sweat and other bodily fluids.  I�d been having these strange dreams lately where a man fucks me, almost as if it were rape.  The common thread is that the men are all physically perfect, muscular with tight asses and big cocks, leaving me panting and sore�and wet when I wake up.  In this last dream, he had the face of Leo DiCaprio.  My husband, Ivan was still asleep, so I slipped out of bed, went into the bathroom, and masturbated, using a fist to stifle any sounds.

What prompted these dreams was anyone�s Freudian guess.  Ivan and I have had a decent sexual relationship throughout our marriage; at least I thought so, though recently Ivan has been acting antsy a bit.  I suspected an affair, but none of the usual signs were apparent to me.

While eating breakfast, Ivan asked me if I�d given more thought to his hot tub idea.

I asked again, �Why all of a sudden do we need a hot tub? Like we�ve spoken about before, we really don�t have the space for one out on the deck.�

�You know that Richie and Barb have one, and they have parties, and I�d like us to do the same.�

I knew Richie.  He was basically a big kid who reveled in his toys.  Rumor had it that he was hung like the proverbial horse, so maybe that�s what made my husband envious, not the hot tub.  Or maybe it was Barbara, who lived up to the �Barbie� ideal, especially now that she had her breasts augmented.  Had Ivan seen them, and does that have something to do with this whole hot tub thing?  Maybe implants for me will be the next thing on his wish list.

Ivan said, �Speaking of Richie and Barb, they�re going out on a short cruise on their boat next weekend, and we�ve been invited.�

�Who else is going?� I asked.  Something was fishy about this sudden invitation.

�Richie�s brother Paul and his wife, and you know Janet, right? Her and her husband Walt will go, and couple of other couples who are Richie�s friends.�

I still thought something was strange about this sea cruise, but with Janet going I probably shouldn�t worry.  Though not a close friend, I knew her, and she seemed to be a prim and proper housewife and mom, so I said yes to going.

I asked Ivan, �This is going to be one of those �let�s see what you�ve got� excursions, right? Barb will want to show off her new tits and you men will want the rest of us topless too.�

Ivan grinned sheepishly.  �Maybe.�

�Well, then I�m wearing my one-piece.�  Ivan looked disappointed, but too bad.   After all, I was going, wasn�t I?

When the day arrived, we went to the marina and Richie welcomed us aboard.  Barb introduced us to the other couples who were already there:  Carlos and Maria; Mike and Sondra; and Paul and Megan.  Carlos was a good looking, darker-skinned Latino, his wife a sultry dark haired beauty.  Mike and Sondra looked like the quintessential blond and blue-eyed suburban couple.  Paul had some resemblance to his brother but a better physique by far, as if he worked out a lot with weights.  His wife Megan was a complete opposite; as thin as a rail, with an almost boyish build.

Drinks were offered and accepted.  It was obvious that Ivan knew these people, so he did better than I did with the small talk.  I was thankful when Janet and her husband arrived. 

She seemed surprised I was there.  �Wow, your first cruise with us,� she said.  �You ready for some fun? Have you met Richie yet? You have your suit on under there, don�t you?� she asked in rapid succession, not really interested so much in my answers.  This hyperkinetic, overly made-up woman wasn�t the woman I thought I knew.

As Richie skillfully (at least it seemed like it to me) maneuvered the boat out of the marina and into the harbor, the rest of us lounged on deck and drank.  Barbara was being her usual boisterous self, commanding us all to don swimsuits if we didn�t already have them on underneath our clothes, as I did.  She was already in one of her signature bikinis�not much fabric but with lots of stretch.  Her augmented breasts were barely contained by the bikini�s top, and she seemed to take every opportunity to wiggle them provocatively.

Some people went below to change.  Maria and Sondra filled their bikinis nicely, and the sight of them made me want to immediately cover myself back up.  Carlos was the only male wearing a Speedo, the others opting for more conservative swim shorts.  Mind you, Carlos looked particularly good in those Speedos.  Paul�s wife, Megan, was the exception to the rest of us women; flat, with hardly any hips for her bikini bottoms to hold on to.  When the inevitable call for us women to go topless came, what would Megan do?   Compared to her ample-bosomed shipmates�and that included me�along with her hostess, who now had the �mostest� of all of us, she hardly stacked up.

We sailed out of the harbor into open water, which was surprisingly calm.  Richie set the anchor and yelled �Let�s party, people!�

That was his wife�s cue to lose her top.  Every man on board except her husband stared in keen amazement at the rack she just exposed.  The new pair was indeed spectacular.  Taut, round and hard looking, she gave them a shake to enthusiastic applause from the men on board.

Richie wasn�t paying attention; instead he was in an animated discussion with Maria and Megan as they too dropped their tops.  As I�d surmised, Megan was all nipple, no mound.  Her nipples though were strangely incredible, looking like large mushroom caps.  Maria tweaked one of them, and she and Megan laughed at the intimacy.  Interesting.

Soon, all the tops were off except mine.  As the men beseeched, I motioned to my one-piece suit and claimed structural inability to comply.  All were disappointed, but none as much as Ivan was, at least by his facial expression.

Richie let everyone know he was going swimming.  �Don�t worry, no sharks,� he said, laughing. 

I looked over as he quickly dropped his shorts to the deck and dove overboard.  Maria and Megan followed him into the water.  Mike looked over the deck�s edge and said to Carlos, �Oh boy, she�s starting already.�  I guessed the �she� was Maria.

When they climbed back aboard, Maria�s dark skin was even darker, her nipples stiff, Megan was basically breathless, and omigod, the rumors about Richie were correct.  He was superbly hung, his (I imagined) stimulated cock at about half-mast.  He had to have had the biggest cock I�d ever seen except in some porn films.

There probably was a script being played out here that I, as the newbie, wasn�t privy to.  Barb, Walt, Mike and Ivan went below, very soon followed by Maria, Megan and Carlos.   Janet and Sondra gravitated toward Richie who had plunked down naked into a deck lounger with a beer in hand and a smile on his face.  Janet�s skin was flushed, obviously aroused, and her and Sondra began playing with what was obviously their intended plaything�Richie�s cock.

I sat there, alone on that part of the deck, hugging my knees tightly, watching a woman I thought I knew in foreplay with a man not her husband, while my husband was below deck doing God knows what.  This was definitely a mistake.

Paul appeared and sat next to me.  �Having fun yet?�

�Not really.�

�Ivan didn�t tell you the whole story, did he?�

�If you mean THAT story,� I said, gesturing toward Janet, Sondra and Richie, �no, he didn�t.  I point blank asked him if this was about swinging and he said no.�

�Okay, well maybe he wasn�t completely untruthful.  None of us think of this as swinging.  It�s a way to unwind, like a vacation, do things we normally wouldn�t do.�

�It doesn�t bother you if Megan gets fucked by Richie, or Ivan for that matter?�

�Let me explain.  If we went below, we�d probably find Megan and Maria going at it hot and heavy.  You see, my wife is very bisexual, though she�d much rather sleep with you than Richie, I think.  This is her chance to indulge, and I�m all for it.�

�And what do you want?�

�You,� he said, smiling with a twinkle in his eye.

�I don�t think so.�

�At least roll that suit down and let it all hang out.  You look like you�ve got a beautiful pair; probably compete with anyone else on this boat, including my sister-in-law�s bowling balls.  Why not get a good tan and enjoy yourself?�

�Jesus, is that all men think about?�

�Almost.  We do tend to think about other body parts as well.�

I glanced away from Paul to see Janet and Sondra taking turns sucking on Richie�s pole.  �So, if we did go below, what else would I find besides Maria and Megan?�

�You want me to speculate, or would you rather go for a walk?�  Without seeing my husband or the others on deck, I pretty much figured out what I�d find.  Before I chickened out, I slipped the straps of my suit off my shoulders and rolled the fabric down to my waist.

�There, you happy now?�

 �Wooooo, yeah, I was right, they are magnificent!� Paul said after he whistled.

I laughed in spite of myself.  �You�re slinging bullshit, but at least it�s charming bullshit.�

He put a pained expression on his face.  �No bullshit. I only speaketh the truth, milady.�

We sat, talked a bit, and mostly watched the X-rated show in front of us.  I still couldn�t believe Janet�s wantonness as she climbed on Richie�s shaft reverse cowgirl, and slid onto him.  I shuddered, thinking the damn thing would�ve ripped all the way into my womb, for God�s sake.  As Janet did her dance, I marveled at her single-mindedness; she�d hinted to me as soon as we spoke how much she wanted this with Richie, so I could at least give her points for perseverance.  Sondra had straddled Richie�s tongue and was riding toward her own destination.

I asked Paul, �Why aren�t you in on that? Sondra looks like a hot number.�

�Like I said, I�d rather have you.�  I may have been pissed if it wasn�t for the big grin on his face.

�You�re in for a long wait.�

He didn�t answer that directly, saying instead, �I do have good staying power. I can hold it�waiting, that is.�  Another big smile.

I looked over to see Janet bouncing furiously, impaling herself, getting louder and louder in the process.  She shouted �I�m cumming!� and wailed as she did.

Paul said, �You�re amazing, I must admit. I�ve never seen a woman out here on this boat who didn�t get aroused at the sight of my brother�s schlong. You�re not even breathing heavily.�

Janet had dismounted and now Sondra had a firm grip on Richie�s cock, rubbing its entire length until he ejaculated in several high-arcing cumshots, setting the two women to giggling like schoolgirls.

�Oh, here come some of the partiers,� Paul said just as Barbara, Walt, Mike and my husband appeared topside.  They were all nude, with the men�s cocks all semi-stiff and gleaming wet in the bright sunshine.

Richie yelled to his wife, �How was the gang bang, hon?�

�They were very enthusiastic, dear,� Barb answered.

Somehow, I�d slipped from anger with Ivan to resignation.  After all, unlike an affair, I knew where he was playing.  Even at resignation, I was glad I hadn�t witnessed the gang bang, nor did I want to imagine how it went down.  Three stupidly grinning men told me all I wished to know.

I said to Paul, �No Carlos? Is he with your wife?�

�Carlos likes to watch. I�m sure Maria and Megan are giving him a good show.�  Like eerie clockwork, a high-pitched orgasmic scream echoed from below.  �That�s Megan. I can tell her climaxes anywhere.�

It really didn�t bother him, I could tell.  Could I get to that point of acceptance?

�How about a swim?� Paul asked.  �Take your mind off all this.�

�Same issue as before,� I said, pointing out my swimsuit.

He pointed at Barb, and then Janet and Sondra.  �They don�t seem to be wearing anything. Why not get out of that thing you�re half way out of already and join me. You can swim, right?�

�Yes, I can swim.�

�Well, I�m not waiting for you,� he said, stripping off his shorts and diving overboard.  I got a brief glance at a tightly muscled ass as he dove.  Nice.

Oh what the hell, I thought to myself, and stood, dropping my suit to the deck.  With the eyes of the rest of the group upon me, as nonchalantly as I could I walked to the boat�s edge and dove.  The water was quite a bit colder than I anticipated, and now a bit choppier than it had been earlier.  I bobbed to the surface to find Paul in front of me.

As we treaded water, he said, �The cold water becomes you.�

�What?�

He brushed one of my breasts.  �Your nipples are nice when they�re puckered and stiff like this.�

I dropped below the surface.  When I came back up, I said, �I doubt the cold water has anything to do with you stiffening up.�  His cock was semi-erect and, though not as prodigious as his brother�s unit, it was a mighty fine specimen of manhood.

�I�m looking at the cause of that,� he sputtered as a wavelet broke over us.

A while ago, I would�ve never thought what I was thinking now, but having him so naked and so close was having an effect on me.  I think he knew it, too.

�RICHIE, TOSS US A COUPLE OF MASKS AND SNORKELS,� Paul hollered at the boat.

In about half a minute, two masks, snorkels and four fins were thrown from the boat toward us.  We put everything on and did some swimming and some exploring.  Underwater, I had a difficult time looking at marine life instead of Paul�s body.  He was the epitome of male physique, and reminded me of my recent dream lover (rapist?)  He remained semi-erect.  I shuddered, and it wasn�t from the temperature of the water.

We were much farther from the boat than I imagined.  I pulled the snorkel mouthpiece from my mouth and said to Paul, �We probably should be heading back.�

Removing his own mouthpiece, he said, �You�re not tired already, are you?�

�No, it�s not that.�

�I hope not. Stamina is a great thing�in many sports�and other endeavors.�  He grinned from ear to ear.

�I can imagine what endeavor you�re thinking of.�

That�s when we came together and kissed, tasting the salt water on each other�s lips.  I felt his erection brush against me, and that�s when I surrendered.  We were going to fuck, and I was ready, Ivan be damned.

�I want you,� he uttered once our lips parted.  I nodded.  He said, �Have you ever made it in the water?�  I shook my head, then grabbed him and kissed him again.

As the water grew choppier, I wasn�t sure how it would work but I certainly was willing to try.  With snorkels and masks back on, I spread my legs and he entered me.  The seawater was no match for my natural lubrication; however, he wasn�t able to get a decent rhythm going so ultimately it didn�t work.

Out came his snorkel mouthpiece again, and he said, �You won�t change your mind once we�re back on the boat, will you?�

�No,� I hoarsely answered.

We swam the long way back, and when we climbed aboard, several people expressed their worry since they lost track of us for a while.  Hugging me, Ivan said, �I�m so glad you�re back. You okay?�

I nodded, but Paul interjected, �She�ll be fine in a bit, after we complete our unfinished business,� taking me by the elbow, separating me from my husband�s embrace, and lifting me up into his arms.

Ivan didn�t know what to say or do; however, everyone else hooted and hollered after us, cheering Paul on as he carried me below. 

�Way to go, bro, do her good!�  That would be Ritchie.

�Paul�s gonna score!�  Sounded like Mike.

�Hey, what about me?�  That was Janet�s voice.  Hadn�t she had enough?

�I�m next!�  There was an echo; both Megan and Carlos?

I was filled with mixed emotions.  Was I really going to have sex with this man who was basically a stranger?  His hold of me was strong and confident, and I melted against him as he carried me in his muscular arms.  He took me to a cabin that was nothing more than wall-to-wall mattress.  He set me down gently and began making love to me, beginning with his lips and tongue.

�Oh Paul, oh soooooooooooooo good, sooooo gooooooooooood,� I sang as he licked and sucked and nibbled on my clit.

I grabbed a handful of hair and �urged� him to climb on top of me, my legs wantonly spread wide.  He looked into my eyes steadily as he entered my well-lubricated and oh so ready vagina.  He slid into me and immediately my hips bucked in response.  He fucked me slowly.  My reluctance evaporated, I urged him faster.  As he thrusted and I mewled in reply, I sensed someone just beyond the periphery of my vision.  Did we have an audience?

As I was beginning to climax, I felt a warm body insinuate itself next to me.  A hand kneaded my breasts as Paul continued to plunge and retreat.  Megan�s hand.

�Oh Paulie, how come you�re always the lucky one?� she crooned.

Paul didn�t answer, instead groaning that he was about to cum.  I was already cumming.

�Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,� I warbled, and my cries echoed throughout the boat.

Paul pulled out, and then his wife took his place between my thighs.  She made love to me and soon I was screaming in delight once again.  When I next was aware of my surroundings, I realized others had joined us and were in different stages of sexual congress.

Megan cooed to me, �I just love to taste my husband�s cum in another woman.�  She came closer and whispered in my ear, �You�re hot. Ivan needs to let you play more often.�  I was going to respond, but she clamped her lips on mine and wouldn�t let go.

When she finally pulled away, I saw that Janet�s husband, Walt, was standing over me.  He said, �May I have the honor, seeing that Ivan�s doing Janet over there.  I looked, and sure enough, my husband was fucking an eager Janet doggie style over by the corner.

I didn�t really want Walt; the guy was a bore in my opinion, and who said anything about tit for tat?  �Do you think this is a swap meet?  Do I look like a baseball card you can trade with your buddy?� I said, surprising myself with my tone.

I got up, leaving Walt with his hard-on in hand, and began walking up on deck.  As I left, I saw that Walt was already zeroing in on Sondra, who had yet to pair up with anyone.  The sea had grown choppier though no storm looked to be in sight.  Richie, Barb, Carlos and Maria were lounging on the deck.  A quick glance told me that their last jaunt had not been in husband and wife pairs.  Paul wasn�t there; I didn�t know where he�d gone after we�d fucked, which angered me a little, as if I was a plaything, quickly discarded.  I�d thought it was more than that to him.

Richie saw me and called me over.  �Well, well, come here. I�m glad you got into the party mood. Paulie must be happier than a pig in shit.�

�I don�t know how happy he is, and I�m not sure what mood I�m in,� I told him as I dropped into the last empty deck chair.

�Okay. I�m sorry for hitting a nerve. It�s just my nature, I guess.�  He stood up.  �Wanna go for a last dip before the afternoon chop gets worse?�

�Sounds like a great idea. Still no sharks?�

He chuckled and said, �Not unless you�re worried about this monster of the deep,� grabbing his cock and swinging it around.

�Doesn�t scare me in the least.�

�My kind of woman!� he said, then dove overboard.  I followed him into the cold water.

When we swam near each other, he said, �Whoa, a little colder than I thought it�d be.�

I laughed and asked, �Does yours shrivel up when it�s cold, like my husband�s?�

He laughed in return.  �Not really�check it out.�

�No thanks.�

�You brought it up. At least give it a touch�pretty please.�

I reached out and grasped his cock.  Damn, the magnitude of the thing was just as impressive by touch as it was by sight.  The feel of it swelling as I held him momentarily made me lose my ability to tread water, and I went under.  Perhaps he thought I was doing something else, since I could see the disappointment on his face when I resurfaced.

He collected himself, saying, �Is my brother a good lover? I�ve never seen him in action, you know.�

�He�s very good. Are you?�

�What do you think?�

�I think that well-endowed men like you get away with just being a big prick, and forget all the ways to make a woman happy in bed. I�d ask your wife but she seems to always be occupied.�

�Ouch, that hurt. My �friend� here does seem to take care of things all by himself, I must admit, but I do try to be more loving than you seem to think I am.�

�Okay, but I�m not in the mood to find out first hand if you�re as good a lover as your brother.�

�Too bad for me. You are a very sexy woman, you know, even if you dared to come onto my boat wearing a one-piece bathing suit, for God�s sake. Ivan never lets on you�re as lusty as you seem.�

I laughed, which got me a mouth full of seawater.  While I coughed and spit, Richie swam closer and held me, patting my back.  Feeling his cock rub against me was enough to halt the choking and make me question my reluctance to give him a go.  Maybe I did want to give him a try once we were back on the boat.

I hoped he wasn�t reading my mind when he said, �I think it�s about time we get back on board.�

We swam back to the boat, and Carlos helped us climb aboard.  On deck, Barbara was entertaining Ivan and Walt with a double penetration performance.  I didn�t particularly like my husband about then.  I somewhat understood his desires for new experiences, but this near-orgy stuff was crude, and perhaps more exhibitionism than sex.

Carlos offered me a drink while Richie made a comment that he was ready to hoist anchor and head back to the marina.  I noticed Mike and Janet at play on deck as well; everyone else must be below.

Carlos said, �You okay with seeing Ivan like that?�

�Okay isn�t quite the word for it.�

�I understand. We suspected you weren�t told about all this before today. I�m glad you�ve had some fun at least. I�m sure Paul told you this, but you are a fantastic woman. I really would like to get to know you better, if you�d let me.�

I wasn�t about to answer yes or no yet to the proposition.  �Where�s your wife?�  Carlos was a handsome man, and maybe I was a little intimidated since his wife was a beauty whose body eclipsed mine by light-years.

In a non-sequitur reply, he said, �Maria told me earlier that she wanted you. You two would make great love, if you�d rather her than me.�

�Carlos, I�m still not sure what I want, though I admit to having my eyes opened today, as well as my thighs.�

He chuckled at my admission.  �Well, if you won�t let me make wild love to you, why don�t we go below and see what the rest of the crew�s doing?�

We found Paul, Megan, Mike�s wife Sondra, and Maria lounging around on the big mat.  The casual conversation gave no clues to any previous sexual matchups.  Carlos and I joined them.

Sondra asked me, �Did you fuck Richie?�

�No, we just went swimming.�

�Too bad. That cock of his�shit, can that thing take you places!�

I looked at Paul, who smiled back.  �That�s okay; I�ve been taken places today already.�

Maria said, �I�m happy to see that you�ve enjoyed yourself. You�re too hot a lady to stay monogamous with that creep Ivan.�

I was ready to defend my husband, but Carlos said, �Now, Maria, don�t say things like that. Would you like someone saying things like that about me?�

�No one would say anything bad about you, dear. You�re the best husband in the world.�

Paul then said, �Meg, why don�t we go topside? Sondra, would you care to join us?�

Did he somehow sense Carlos� and Maria�s intentions?  Were the signals that strong?  And what signals were I transmitting?  When the trio left, I waited for their move.  Carlos, perhaps the bolder of the two, made the first one.  Without a word he moved closer and began kissing a breast.  My nipples can be very sensitive, so I moaned as he kissed and licked first one then the other.  Maria closed in on my other side and took over for her husband, as he shifted his focus lower.  Two tongues, two pairs of lips, and four hands worked their magic until I knew I was wet, and beginning my inexorable climb to fulfillment.

I lost track of time and positioning until I found myself lying down on my stomach, Carlos on top of, and in me, and Maria�s legs spread with her pussy at my face.  My ass twitched in response to Carlos� attack as my tongue snaked out to do some of my own attacking.  Maria was moist and sweet, and didn�t take long to begin her own orgasmic climb.

�Oh, Judy,� she cried. �I think I�m cumming already!�

As my mouth was rewarded with a sweet dollop of Maria�s love juice, my back arched and my ass rose up to take Carlos deeper.  He groaned suddenly so I knew he was cumming, though he kept thrusting, which was enough to take me the rest of the way, bless the man.  My climactic bellow was stifled by Maria�s lips, my saliva mixing with her pussy syrup.

Maria wasn�t done yet.  She kept at me with fingertips and lips.  Soon I was singing again.  As I came down from my orgasmic high, I saw Ivan in the cabin doorway (do they call them �doorways� on boats?) staring at me, Maria and Carlos.

�I see you�ve had some fun after all.�

I responded, �Wasn�t that the idea for asking me along? To have some fun while you were having yours?�

�Well yeah, I guess so.�  His expression was nearly a pout.

�So, have you had fun? We gonna do this again?�

�Maybe, I dunno.�

�What�s the matter? Double-teaming Barb getting to be old hat already?�

Maria put her arm around my waist and said, �Okay, okay you two. That�s how to make these fun cruises to nowhere stop being fun. I think�and I�m sure Carlos agrees�that both of you enjoyed the sex, no strings attached, and that shouldn�t have an effect on your love.�

Ivan said, �I know. Jesus, I just didn�t realize how jealous I�d be watching my wife with other men.�

�And with other women?� Maria said with a laugh.

Ivan smiled, �Maybe not so much.�

Carlos jumped in, �You know, Ivan my man, you never told us how incredibly hot your wife is.  Keeping secrets from all of us?�

�Ah, no, no secrets, at least not on purpose.�

Janet entered the cabin, giggling, probably drunk, after who knows how many fuckings.  �Oh, Ivan, I�ve been looking all over for you. You haven�t had a turn yet,� she said, then giggled some more.

Ivan looked at me, and I mouthed, �Go ahead.�

Naked Janet jumped into his arms, and I think her tongue went to the back of my husband�s mouth by the looks of him.  I whispered my goodbyes to Carlos and Maria, and left the mat space for Janet and Ivan.  Everyone used the word �fun� to describe these random couplings, and only now could I admit that it had been fun for me.  I went looking for Paul.

He was up near the helm, speaking with his brother.  When he saw me, he said, �You probably should put your suit back on. We�re heading to shore.�

�Okay. Walk with me?�

Richie gave him a little thumbs-up signal as we walked away.  When I located my discarded swimsuit, I said, �I want to thank you for�for�for your�attention.�

�You�re welcome, Judy. I know what you mean even if you can�t say it. I enjoyed making love to you, and I think you enjoyed it too. You�re a sexy, desirable, responsive woman, and I�d love to see you next time we go out on one of these cruises.�

�Oh Paul, you�re a sweet, sweet man. Can I have a kiss before I put this back on?�  He held me in his muscular arms and our kiss was hot.  I pressed my breasts into him as if to absorb the warmth and strength of his body.  �I�ll definitely be on Richie�s next boat ride, Ivan or no Ivan.�

Once my suit was on, I lounged on deck and watched the swinging menagerie return topside, in various stages of post-coital languor and getting dressed.  Janet looked worn out but otherwise content and Walt seemed pleased with that.  The other couples, Carlos and Maria, Mike and Sondra, and Paul and Megan acted as happily married couples do, holding hands, swapping small talk, so much so an observer would never surmise the swapping that had gone on earlier.  Ivan had a difficult time looking at me, and I let him stew in his jealousy as we sailed. 

Barb sat next to me and thanked me for coming.  �My brother-in-law seems to be smitten with you. Are you planning to do anything more about that? Maybe on our next sailing?�

�Who knows?� I said, and I meant it.  What would I do about all these new feelings I was having?  Could I get into this (regardless of what these couples all claimed) swinging lifestyle?  Barb walked off to mingle with the others, so I took the opportunity to go to the helm and talk to her husband.  I was learning that underneath the frat-boy braggadocio, and the cock that could back it up, was an okay guy.

�Whose idea was the swinger cruises? Yours, or your wife�s?�

�You�d think it was mine, but actually it was Barbara�s idea. She told me that she wanted to let everyone else in on what I had,� he said, lightly grabbing his cock through the shorts.  �You have to understand, and I know this�ll sound shallow, but because of my cock I�ve never been neglected in that department, though ironically I�m not that driven when it comes to sex.  On the other hand, you can find Barbara�s picture next to nymphomaniac in the dictionary, and frankly she needs more than I can give her.�

�Do you love her?�

�Oh yes. We really are a perfect couple in all other aspects, so if she wants to be double- or triple-teamed, I let her, and the boat works out well for that.  Besides, I�m calmer when I�m out here, much more relaxed than I tend to be on land.�

I made up my mind.  �I�m calmer and more relaxed out here too.  Make sure I know about the next sailing, okay?�

�You�re a peach, Judy. I think my brother fell in love with you today. Paulie�s a great guy, so I never figured out his marrying the lez.�

�I like Paul too.  He did get me going today.�

�Yeah, so I heard,� he said, then added, �Is Ivan okay with what went down today?�

�I don�t know, but he�ll have to be, right?  Like that old saw about what�s good for the goose is good for the gander. In our case it�s reversed.�  I leaned closer to him and touched the front of his shorts, feeling his prodigious manhood within.  �Maybe next trip I�ll put that �not driven by sex� thing to the test.�

He smiled, �I�ll be looking forward to it.�  He gave me a quick peck of a kiss.

Later that evening in bed, Ivan finally opened up.  We talked about his motivations and about his jealousies.  We talked about what attracted me to Paul, and how that was different than Janet�s attraction to Richie, for example.  He made some promises about paying more attention to me and being more romantic.  For my part, I told him I understood his need�every man�s need, actually�for sexual variety, and if he wanted to sail with Richie and the gang in the future it was alright with me.

�You really liked it too, didn�t you?� he asked.

I couldn�t deny it, could I? 

After making love with Ivan, I fell asleep.  I had another one of those dreams, though this time the muscle-bound Adonis had Paul�s face.  Damn, was I wet when I awoke!

 

To Be Continued�

 

Donna M.

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