Judy, Awash

Part 4 of Judy's story

 

by

Donna M.

 

�I discovered a new island.�

�Should I call you Columbus, Richie? What exactly do you mean by �discovered?� I�m sure wherever it is it�s on somebody�s map.�

�Of course it is.  What I mean is�well�it�s owned by some trust, but nobody goes there, and it�s gorgeous.  Great place for a party.�

I�ve learned to recognize that tone of voice coming from Richie, those times he�s called about another cruise on his boat.  It was his regression to what I thought of as his Tom Sawyer personality.  Richie didn�t get horny like the rest of us.  He became a kid again.  After all, when you�re hung like he is, you don�t have to work very hard to get laid.  The women always lined up.  Except me.

From the first time on his yacht last summer, I was the reluctant one, holding back, not quite sure how I fit in with the swingers on board.  My husband sure wanted to be part of the fun.  I was simply his ticket to the game.  What we didn�t foresee was how easily I would be seduced by the lifestyle.  Richie�s brother Paul was the first seducer.  Eventually I had Richie�s amazing cock buried in my vagina and I haven�t looked back.  It�s taken more than a year for my husband Ivan to come to terms with my newfound sensuality.  Swinging on Richie�s boat (and fucking Richie�s wife Barbara) had been his fantasy, and it took a while for him to accept that I was into it as much or more than he was.

Richie and I talked some more on the phone until I had all the details of who and where.  Many of the usual cruisers would be aboard, he told me, including the young couple who�d been such a surprise last time�Josh, the hunk, who had turned out to have a bi streak, and his quiet, Barbie-clone wife Alisa, who enjoyed getting gang-banged�both providing great theater.  Richie mentioned some other couples I hadn�t met as possibilities, though he didn�t mention his brother.  The sibling rivalry was alive and well, and its focal point was an unlikely person, me.

It sounded like the usual fun.  I couldn�t wait to tell Ivan.

I�ve been more earnest lately in my workouts.  It�s not surprising that when you bare everything in front of a group, you want to look good, and I�ve put the extra effort in.  Ivan now accepts and likes the new and improved me, once he controlled his jealousy, that is.

The Saturday of the cruise was a prototypical gorgeous summer day in these parts.  Not a cloud in the sky, and a slight sea breeze to keep the heat down.  Ivan and I arrived early, yet three couples were already on board besides Captain Richie and Barb.  Carlos and Maria were there in tanned splendor.  The Hispanic duo was a fun couple who were both comfortably and casually bisexual.  My old friend Janet and her husband Walt were also aboard, with Janet already hovering around Richie, wanting desperately to be first in line while Walt talked up our hostess, Barbara.  The third were strangers, and we introduced ourselves all around.

The newcomers were Linda and Randy, and both had muscles on top of muscles, straining the fabric of what they were wearing.  �We�re devoted bodybuilders,� Linda said, though the fact was rather obvious.  A year ago I would have banished the thought from my mind, but now I was already fantasizing what it would be like to be taken by the very handsome muscleman. I didn�t know if I�d have the chance, but I certainly would try, I thought.

Paul, Megan, Josh and Alisa arrived together, and the way a flushed Megan hung to an equally flush Alisa made me wonder if they�d already been at it in the back seat on the way to the marina.

Richie began his sailing preparations, so this was it as far as passengers were concerned.  Richie guided the big boat out of the marina and toward the open bay while the rest of us mingled.  Paul was intent on speaking with me, as intent as his wife�s obvious desire to speak with Maria.

�I can�t wait to see all of you,� he said.  �As impossible as it sounds to me, you�re looking better than ever, and I want to see the parts I can�t see right now.�

�Is that all you want?  To see?�

�Shit, no!  You know what I want.  What I always want.�

I knew.

We grabbed beers and caught up on happenings, adroitly avoiding his brother Richie in the conversation.  As we sailed out of the bay, each of us went below and either changed into our suits or removed the outer clothing layer to expose them.  I still was in awe of Maria�s sultry beauty.  She was a goddess in a bikini, and you could see how proud Carlos was, even if these cruises were an excuse for her to indulge in lesbian liaisons.  I also was in awe of Megan.  Wearing the smallest thong bikini I�d ever seen, her very skinny frame and flat chest made her look like a cross-dressing boy, until you saw her amazing nipples that begged to be sucked.  I�d sucked them before with pleasure.

Barbara also wore a miniscule string bikini, but her surgically enhanced breasts strained the top like Megan never could.  This was the first cruise where my husband didn�t go for Barb first.  Ivan�s attention was riveted on Linda, who with all her muscles looked otherworldly in a bikini.  Randy watched Ivan and his wife with a bemused look on his face, like he would be surprised if Linda went for my husband with hunkier men like Paul and Carlos on board.  That�s about the time Janet cornered him, and his attention.

As Richie �drove� (I know, that�s not the right word but that�s how I thought of it) the mingling was done in four groupings.  Carlos, Maria, Megan, Josh and I made up one group.  Barbara, Paul and Walt were the second.  The third group was Linda, Alisa and Ivan, while the fourth was Janet and Randy off by themselves on the port side (see, I�m learning).  Alisa must have figured Ivan�s attention was fully on Linda, since she drifted away and joined Barb, Walt and Paul.

�We are sailing farther today, aren�t we?� Paul hollered to his brother.

�I told you,� Richie answered.  �The island is up the coast a bit.  We�re still an hour or so away.�  Richie looked at us all and said, �I suppose we�re far enough out to get comfortable.�

That meant it was time for our bikini tops to come off.

I flushed a bit when I saw Randy ogle my tits.  Barb�s were bigger, after all, and I thought Maria�s were firmer, but I was still proud of my melons and was happy Randy liked them enough to stare.  Randy�s wife Linda seemed to be enjoying Ivan�s attention; that was until she saw Richie kick away his shorts.  Richie�s cock was always breathtaking when you first saw it, and Linda wasn�t breathing.  Would Linda be Richie�s first today?

You see, that was half the fun�keeping score.  Wondering who would hook up with whom and how often.  My own dilemma was which brother would demand more of me.  My bet was on Paul today.  However, like last time, it was his wife who approached me first.

�Hi, Judy.  I was just thinking about the last cruise and how good you tasted.�  Megan pressed her stiff, mushroom cap shaped nipples into me.

�Yeah, it was fun, Megan, but I hope you won�t be mad at me for declining this time.�

She laughed, sounding like a little girl, and said, �That�s okay, I know you�d rather have sex with my husband anyway, so go for it.  I�ll be alright.�  A quick glance between Megan and Maria and I knew who she�d be �alright� with.

Randy approached me, and we talked for a while, getting to know more about each other.  He snuck looks at my tits and I snuck looks at his impressive pecs.  He and his wife were both swingers and exhibitionists.  They liked going to swinger parties and �putting on a show� as he put it.  �We have our fantasies, as I�m sure you and Ivan have,� he answered when I asked him if they swapped.

�What�re your fantasy?�

�You�ve got a great rack,� he said after a while; answering without answering.

�Thank you, Randy.  And you have a great�everything,� I said, and then added, �though of course I haven�t seen everything yet.�

�I could easily get into the mood here and take my shorts off�just for you.�

�That�s up to you,� I said, then seeing Linda naked and rubbing herself against an equally naked Josh like a cat in heat, I continued, �It looks like your wife has already made that decision.�

�She is something, isn�t she?  I want to watch this,� he said.  �He looks like a stud.  Can this Josh dude deliver the goods?�

�You�ll see,� I said, not fully understanding what �deliver the goods� meant to the bodybuilder.

On the last cruise, Megan and I had broken the ice (bad summertime metaphor?)  This time it would be Josh and Linda.  I�d never really seen a woman bodybuilder naked before.  Linda wasn�t so muscle-bound as to be unrecognizable as feminine.  What was most impressive to me was the fact that along with her superbly defined musculature, she didn�t have an ounce of body fat on her.  She was toned, tanned and taut, with small, upturned, pointed breasts with small areolas, and nipples that could poke someone�s eye out.  Interestingly, besides Randy playing voyeur and watching his wife with great intensity, Alisa took her eyes off Richie�s cock long enough to play voyeur herself and watch her buff husband with Linda.

The two of them put on quite the show�porn movie quality, for sure.  They pounded away at each other in one position, and then switched effortlessly to another as if the sex had been choreographed. I was extremely aroused watching them as I was certain everyone else was too.  The only thing that distracted me from the spectacle was the sight of Richie�s erection; a mast one could drape a sail from, for sure. 

Linda and Josh looked equally comfortable �on top,� when leading the sex act.  By the look and sound of her, Linda had orgasmed at least twice before Josh pulled out while in the missionary position, spraying a healthy stream of ejaculate all over her sweaty and heaving abdomen and chest.  We all cheered enthusiastically.

The soap opera that these cruises on Richie�s boat inevitable became was now introducing a new episode.  The gorgeous Alisa, who up to now had seemed eager to party and let her bisexual husband explore his gay side, suddenly looked extremely jealous watching Josh screw the super-fit female bodybuilder.  This it seemed didn�t match her expectations.  Of course, her reaction was to throw herself at Randy.

If they didn�t know better, anyone watching me would assume Paul was my husband, seeing how he never left my side throughout the outbound trip.  �You�re enjoying this, aren�t you?� Paul asked me as we watched Linda and Josh finish, and Alisa and Randy commence.

�Don�t you?� I said, but I got my answer through touch as I unabashedly reached over to grasp his erection through his shorts.  �That was some pretty hot action; and I think this will be too,� pointing toward the muscleman and the Barbie-doll making out.

�You sound as if you�d rather watch than participate.�

I thought for a few seconds, and then said, �I guess it depends on who I�m watching and who I�m participating with.�

All of us mostly naked by now, we watched Alisa and Randy get it on, like some sort of floor show.  Richie was having a hard time concentrating on steering the boat, his cock still magnificently erect while sneaking glances at the action.  Though watching, Megan and Maria were caressing each other�s body parts, while Ivan openly finger-fucked a reclining Janet, who by the looks of things was in turn watching Richie and probably not thinking of Ivan at all.

When Randy lifted the petite woman and impaled her on his rigidity, I vowed to myself to fuck the man before the day was up.  He used Alisa as he would a barbell; lifting her up and setting her down.  She wrapped her legs around his hips and took him all in, the wet shaft of his cock glossy in the sunlight.  Up, down.  Up, down.  Josh didn�t look like he had any issue with his wife fucking, like she obviously had with him.  Instead, he was hard and most likely wondering what it would be like if HE was the one being impaled.  Up, down.  Up, down�makes the world go-round.

Linda wasn�t paying much attention to what her husband was doing.  Instead, she walked to the helm and was chatting up Richie.  Actually, she wasn�t just chatting.  She was leisurely stroking his cock while Richie could be overheard asking her to wait and allow him to pilot the boat.  �You�ll be first, I promise,� I heard him say, wondering if he�d made the same promise to others.

The Randy and Alisa Show was reaching its climax (ha-ha).  The stereotypical voyeurs, Paul and I were spellbound.  I was dripping.  Paul was absently tweaking one of my nipples while I held his rigid cock.  �Oh hell!� I uttered and stood up and sat back down on Paul�s erection, taking it all into my well-lubricated vagina right to his balls.  As I bounced upon Paul, we drew some of the attention away from Alisa and Randy.  I knew I was going to cum quickly, and in the haze of my approaching orgasm I saw Richie staring at me.

Alisa and I made one hell of a two-part harmony as we sang to the ocean.

Since the sex so far had been like a show, the lady of the boat, Barbara, had to at least try to upstage everyone else.  She took on Carlos and Walt in a frenzied threesome.  Her firm, augmented breasts kept up an interesting jiggle as one tickled her tonsils and the other reamed her vagina.  Carlos was a handsome devil with a great ass, and so I particularly enjoyed watching his cheeks thrust and scrunch as he pounded into Barb.  The cumshots that each man saved for her chest and face were spectacular.  I never liked facials; I was the one leaking Paul�s creampie, and that was my preference.

We were indeed farther out than we�d been on earlier cruises.  Richie told us we were close before any of us actually saw land.  As we neared the island, I was surprised to see a dock and a few cabins.

Paul asked his brother, �Are you sure it�s okay for us to be here?�

�Sure,� Richie said.  �No one comes out here this time of year.  Let�s party!�

Richie maneuvered the boat expertly along the dock, and with some help from the men we were soon secure and hauling stuff onto the island.  The cabins weren�t much to look at, but there was a picnic area in the middle of them, like some sort of rustic town square.  Ivan, Walt and Randy practically tripped over themselves getting a fire started in a fire pit that had already been fortuitously stocked with firewood.  I guess proficiency in building a fire was a sign of virility in the Neanderthal period�and things haven�t changed much since.

It was the firewood that bothered me more than anything else.  Why would it be there if the place wasn�t used? I�d have to press Richie later.

Food came first, then sex.  We cooked and ate our fill before Barbara spewed her pheromones or whatever, and had the fire-builders�my husband, Walt and Randy�sniffing around.  She took the three of them on in one of her patented gang bangs as the rest of us watched and cheered.  Walt was the first to cum, but by that time his wife, Janet, along with Alisa and Linda were all over Richie, got him hard, and began jockeying for the �pole� position.

�I never took Carlos for being bi,� Paul said, sitting next to me again.

I looked around the clearing but didn�t see either Carlos or Josh.  They�d snuck off again.

�Your wife with Maria?� I asked, not seeing them either.

�Yep.  Why don�t we wander off into the woods and see which couple we run into first, and then join them?�

�You�re incorrigible, you know that?  Let�s do it!�

Paul and I found one of the cabin doors ajar, went inside, and found Josh on his hands and knees on a cot with an enthusiastic Carlos behind him.  When Carlos saw us he stopped, but Paul said, �Go ahead, my good friend.  We�ll have our own party.�

Paul draped me over a low table and went down on me.  As Barb�s orgasmic wail echoed across the island, my clit was vibrating to a different beat�Paul�s expert tongue.  When I realized that he was erect, I begged Paul to fuck me.  He turned me over onto my stomach on the table and slid into me from behind.  He knew me by now, and the rhythm that worked best on me.  I heard Carlos grunt in orgasm and wondered if he�d cum inside the younger man.  No matter, Paul would soon cum inside me for the second time today.

Paul whispered �It�s okay,� and I wondered what he meant.  He stopped his thrusting for a moment, and when he continued the pace was different somehow.  That�s when I heard Josh groan and knew what was going on.  Josh was fucking Paul as Paul was fucking me!  The train was a-chugging down the tracks!

When I came, my cries were louder than Barbara�s.

By the time we all staggered back to the clearing, the only sex going on was Alisa impaling herself on Richie.  I figured that meant Linda got to be his first of the day, which was only fair�the new gal having the pleasure of getting filled by Richie�s monster.  I turned to Paul and said, �I won�t tell anyone.�

He smiled, and responded, �Don�t worry.  It�s not a big deal to me.  These cruises are about doing things we normally wouldn�t do, right?�

�I guess that�s the definition.�

�Look at you,� he said, cupping one of my breasts and getting closer.  �I remember your first boat trip and how I had to practically beg you out of your suit.  Now you�re even lustier than Barb.�

�I doubt that.�

�Don�t be modest.�  He was now hugging me there at the edge of the clearing.  �Confession time: there isn�t a day that goes by when I�m not jealous of Ivan.  Judy, I wish I�d met you earlier in my life.�

The kiss was hot, but only added fuel to the fire that, instead of in my belly, was in my head.  How did I really feel about Paul?  Was I somehow sending out unintended signals?  After all, I was having the time of my life with these men, but was it anything more than recreational sex?  As we walked to rejoin the group, I caught Richie looking at me�us�with disdain.  My God, what have I created?

In common naked torpor we lounged around the fire pit in twos and threes: Randy and Linda were arm-in-arm, together again; Maria and Megan continuing where they left off in the woods; me with Paul and Carlos; Ivan with Janet; Walt with Barbara; and Richie regaling Josh and his wife, Alisa with one of his crazy stories, while both seemed unable to take their eyes off his cock, now dormant and marvelously draped over one thigh.

Ivan caught my eye and smiled, silently mouthing, �Are you having fun?�

I smiled back and nodded.

Paul said, �He�s okay with it now, isn�t he?�

�You mean Ivan, right?  Yes, he is.  I thought his original sales pitch was pure bullshit, about it being good for me, but the lug was right, it has been good for me.�

Carlos leaned over and chimed in, �All I can say is Judy, you�re the best, and I�m glad Ivan talked you into joining us.�

I basked in the glow of their admiration. However, when I thought of what Paul had just said, I grasped the full weight of my predicament.  As pleased as I was with the knowledge that the guys, Paul and his brother in particular, desired me, I couldn�t shake the idea I may be leading them on.  Perhaps I wasn�t the only one having a hard time being casual about all this casual sex.

I found myself staring at Randy, watching his taut muscles flex on every movement, no matter how subtle.  I�d just chastised myself for being too casual about swinging sex, and here I was fantasizing about being in the muscleman�s arms.  Randy, and thus his wife next to him, caught me looking.  He smiled, said something to Linda, and they both waved for me to join them.  Richie was cooking up a second round of food while shooing away his most ardent cock-groupies, Alisa and Janet, as I walked to the other side of the fire pit and sat down between Randy and Linda, after they moved apart to make room for me.

�You�re pretty quiet for someone so hot,� he said.

I glanced around the clearing as he casually draped a muscular arm over my shoulder.  �I see Maria and Alisa and Janet, not to mention your wife, and they�re all hotter than I am.�

He laughed, with Linda answering for him.  �You�re hot in ways only a good man would see.  This man�s a good man,� she said, meaning her husband.  Randy smiled at his wife�s tribute.  �I�ve seen the way Paul and Richie look at you.  Josh too, for that matter.  You�ve got something they all see, and want.�

�Now your embarrassing me,� I said.

�Don�t be,� Linda continued.  �I admit I wanted a shot at Richie�s dick, and like a good boy he obliged.  That�s what it looks like he does�oblige.  He was fucking the little hottie, Alisa, and all the while I knew he was looking out for you and who you were with.�

�You must be exaggerating.�

Randy spoke up, �She�s right. Richie�s eyes follow your every move.  Hell, mine do too.�

I tried to diffuse the sexual tension with humor.  �You two are just saying these things to get into my panties.�

�YES!� they both said, nearly as one.  Randy added, �Of course, you�re already out of your panties, so that�s half the battle.�  That got the three of us laughing heartily.

My hand ran over his sculpted body, muscle by muscle.  I never felt up a man of such steely formation before.  It was a marvelous journey.  I eventually worked my way to his cock, and it was an erect splendor all on its own, thick and veiny.  Meanwhile, Linda was caressing my breasts until my nipples stiffened.  They don�t do that for just anyone.

Our foreplay was well underway when a commotion stirred the group.  Another group of boaters had walked into the clearing and were hooting in surprise and glee to find an unexpected bunch of naked orgiasts.  They were four young couples, the girls in thong bikinis, with no one looking older than college age.  What should surprise nobody, as soon as Richie jumped up to greet them all the girls were focused on one thing, and one thing only.

I heard one man say to Richie, �We saw the boat�

��It�s cool�

��Figured we�d have this place to ourselves�

��We can all have fun, right?�

The party crowd just got bigger.  After exchanging nervous glances, the newcomers stripped off their bathing suits and began passing beers around.  Three of the four girls immediately became Richie�s harem.  The fourth girl seemed to surprise her boyfriend by gravitating to Megan and Maria.  I thought, be careful what you wish for, boys, as the four young men stood around, realizing they were already excluded from the festivities.  Well, perhaps that was a hasty observation, since with Barbara and Janet in this crew they wouldn�t be ignored for long.

No lines, no waiting.  All it took was Barbara shaking her tits at the four guys and Janet dripping her usual pheromones all over the place to get them going.  The two women divvied up the boys like they were choosing sides for a softball game; and two threesomes slinked off into separate cabins.  Before Randy and Linda returned to seducing me (an easy task at this juncture) I looked on with amusement as Ivan, Paul, Walt and Carlos, all with erections, stared at the voluptuous newcomers with the realization they would collectively have to accept sloppy seconds since Richie came first.  When it came to the girls, Richie always came first.

I was busy exploring Randy�s amazing body when I uttered, �You�re so strong, so�perfect.�

�You like strong?� he said.

I palmed his veinous cock, which was harder than ever, and purred �Yes.�

Linda chuckled when her husband picked the two of us up and slung us over each shoulder, ass forward.  Like a caricature of a caveman, he effortlessly carried us to one of the cabins situated along the fringe of the central clearing, pushed the door open, and went in.  He set his wife down before spinning me around so my legs were now over his shoulders and his tongue right where I liked them.  My tits were being teased by his rippling muscles.  I was staring down at the rather large head of his cock, and was all ready to reach for it when Linda stepped into view and slipped him between her parted lips.

I wanted to be fucked so badly like he�d done Alisa on the boat, and I pleaded for it even as my body was ready to surrender to orgasmic ecstasy right then and there.

Randy picked me up and effortlessly lowered me onto his rigid shaft.  I slid over him very nicely.  I was now his barbell, my legs wrapped around his narrow waist.  He fucked me hard like that, as his wife hugged his side and played with his balls�I occasionally felt her hand brush against my ass.

�Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!� I screamed as my orgasm tore me into pieces.  I had one�or was it two�more before he grunted and came deep within me.

I wasn�t done.  When Randy pried me from his impaling cock  and set me down, Linda was there between my thighs and tonguing me deeply, her husband�s cum mixing with mine making for a creamy cocktail.  With a spasm, I came once more.

By the time we wandered back to the fire pit, which had long ago burned itself down to embers, most all the action�like our own�was done.  How many of the other �crew� Richie had fucked was difficult to tell, though everyone looked happy.  The only missing folks were Carlos and Maria as well as Josh and Alisa.  My imagination ran wild wondering what combination that foursome was in at the moment.  I imagined Carlos fucking Josh, while his wife dined on Alisa�s sweet pussy, however some other combination was equally likely.  The island air could induce anything, I was coming to realize.

Richie and Ivan were in deep conversation when I approached, and as if they were caught with their pants down, (which was a funny simile since both were naked) they quickly dropped whatever they were talking about.  �Hi, honey.  I saw you with the muscle duo.  Was it good?� Ivan said.

�You know a good woman doesn�t kiss and tell, don�t you?�

Richie said, �You are that�a good woman.  Ivan here is a lucky bastard.�

That�s when I got it.  �You two were making a deal, weren�t you?  Like I�m a piece of meat?�

Richie laughed, and said, �Grade-A Prime.�

One look at Richie�s boyish grin and my anger dissipated as fast as it came on.  I laughed too.  �Well, what�s the deal?� I asked.

Ivan sheepishly answered, �Richie and I were talking about a swap some weekend.  Barb spending the night with me while you and Richie��

�Am I the last to know?  Barbara�?�

Richie said, �Barb will go for anything, you know that.  It�s your decision that counts.�

I looked at Ivan.  We�d come a long way since last summer, each of us coming to terms with the no-regret sex on Richie�s cruises, yet this was a monumental shift in our marriage.  Last summer I took the brothers� infatuation �on shore� as I had brief dalliances with both Paul and Richie.  Stoking their competitive, sibling nature along with their libidos was a dumb idea, so I�ve since saved activity with them for the boat cruises alone.

I asked my husband, �Is this your idea?�

When he didn�t answer, Richie pulled me aside and in a low voice said, �It�s my idea, Judy.  I want one night with you.  That�s all I�ll ever get, and I know that.  Just one night.�

I glanced over at Ivan, and then said to Richie, �He went along with it?  Swapping?�

Richie nodded.  �It�s still your decision.  If you don�t want to, say no.  I�ll understand.�

How can a husband accept another man�s desire for his wife, and basically barter her away?  Desire isn�t even the correct word, since I knew Richie�s yearning went beyond infatuation and the physicality of sex.  Did Ivan know how emotionally dangerous this game was for all involved?  I walked back to Ivan and said to him, �If this is what you want, then it�s a deal.  When are we doing this?�

My husband�s mood was hard to read.  He answered, �It�s up to Richie and Barb.�  His tone sure sounded like one of resignation.  Like an old yet valuable baseball card, I�d just been traded.

I walked away from both men, looking for solace among the group.  I ended up speaking with two of the new guys�boys really�about their girlfriends.  Both admitted that they�d lost them a bit, chancing upon us here on the island, and it wasn�t just Richie�s cock.  I said, �Like taking them to a club.  What can you do when they dance with a stranger?�

They both gave me the blankest of stares.

�You dance with somebody else�s girlfriend, right?  Have you guys done that?� I asked, pointing first at Alisa, then around the clearing at Linda, Janet, Barbara, Maria and Megan in turn.

�Oh yeah!� the cute one with the curly hair and dimples said with a grin.  He and his buddy regaled me with their own embellished description of the sex they�d had.  Dimples had high praise for Barbara.  That, and the way he kept looking at my chest said he was a tit man.

The other guy said, �Maybe we could, like go into one of the cabins?� His cock twitched and rose a little.  Ah, the exuberance of youth!

�Sorry, guys, I�m worn out.  Maybe next time.�

I left them daydreaming about a next time.

But it seemed I was one of the few not worn out.  When Carlos and Josh teased me about being fucked by Randy the bodybuilder, I teased them back to the point they both began to stiffen.  Like kids at play, I laughed and led them into the woods where we found a nice patch of soft moss.  Both Josh and Carlos were buff, energetic fuckers who I liked a lot, and though I wasn�t worn out before, I was after our impromptu threesome was finished.  Not one of my orifices was left unused, and I ended up with a mossy-green ass and dirty knees, and semen everywhere.

�Christ, can you two cum!� I exclaimed after I got my orgasm-rattled senses back.

The two loveable, handsome hunks actually gave each other a high five!

I jumped onto Josh�s back and he gave me a ride piggy-back style to re-join the others.  The three of us laughed and giggled all the way.

Our gate-crashing young boat crew had left while I was having my last bit of fun for the day.  We found the rest of the group packing up and stowing things on the boat.  Paul approached and wanted to know where I�d been.

I placed my palm on his chest and said, �Whoa, buddy!  I�m not your wife, and even if I was, around here we can do what we please.�

He looked at me sternly and asked the question he really meant to ask.  �Is it true?  The swapping?�

�Yes, it is.  What�s the matter, Paul?  You know there�s no basis in any of this jealousy of yours.  Like I reminded both you and your brother after the last cruise, I don�t belong to anyone, not even Ivan.  Whatever I choose to do, the decision�s mine.  Get used to it.�  I went to help the others, not waiting for a response.

We got dressed and sat back for the long sail home.  Ivan was clutching Barbara like a life-preserver, probably planning out their special weekend.  From the helm, Richie took every chance he had to look at me.  Maybe he was planning too.  Paul didn�t look.  With a scowl on his face, he stayed to himself.  I sat with Linda and Randy.

They both said they enjoyed the cruise�and me�and couldn�t wait for the next one.  Randy said, �Is everything okay with you, Judy?�

�Why do you ask?�

�There�s something going on here besides swinging.  Linda and I both see this shit with Richie and his brother.  You be careful, woman.�

First Randy, then Linda kissed me.  The tight little hardbody echoed her husband, �Be careful.  Be safe.�

Would I be?

 

Donna M.

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