anal fucking
and I had
been in the Bahamas for 3 days when we were sitting beneath a blue
and white striped sunbrella at an outdoor lounge, talking with a
couple who'd allowed us to join them at the last available table.
We were attired as typical tourists: they were in swim wear; I was
wearing a flat Bahamian straw hat, aloha shirt and walking shorts,
and anal fucking
was attired in a white sundress with a broad yellow
ribbon tied into a headband around her black hair.
Now, as anal fucking
laughed at a joke, the ribbon's
long ends were flapping about in the warm breeze. It was difficult
making conversation above the pounding surf and whistling wind.
Jeff, a brawny six-foot-plus with a booming voice, leaned across
the table and asked, "You here in a boat?" His reddish
hair was tousled by the breeze. His stunning blond wife, anal fucking
,
was leaning back in a sun-chair, which squeaked as she fidgeted
and appraised us. "We flew over," I told him. Two years
before, we'd been here in our twenty-foot boat. A troublesome storm
convinced me I'd never take anyone else in a small craft, so this
time we'd flown commercial, as we have each time since. "We're
checked in at the hotel." Jeff gulped his drink, gestured toward
the distant docks, and murmured, "We're staying at the marina.
They charge an arm and a leg to hook up to electricity over there.
We're down here from Texas. Where you from?" When I told him,
he responded, "Yeah, well your state's doing a lot better than
mine. You have Disney World and a state lottery. We have these closed
down oil wells and one hell of a lot of empty offices. We're thinking
of moving to Florida." I grinned, "Doesn't make Floridians
too happy to hear that. Too many people coming in now. I tell people
who're thinking of moving there that alligators come out of the
lakes at night and drag away little babies." He and anal fucking
chuckled. anal fucking
's a natural conversationalist, but now she
was particularly animated; she'd won them over.
Jeff invited us for a tour on their sloop to an
out-island. We declined, explaining that we'd made reservations
for an early dinner at a local calypso club, so Jeff offered, "O-kay,
what if we make it an evening trip, around 7, 7:30? Think you could
make that, ol' buddy?" I was considering it when anal fucking
grabbed my arm and blurted, "Come ON, Bill, let's DO it!"
Turning to Jeff and anal fucking
, she smiled, "Takes him forever
to make changes in plans!" I grinned, "Sounds like a great
idea." That evening, over dinner, anal fucking
admitted her
excitement. I'd noticed her observing Jeff's handsome, muscular
features at the cabana. She remarked, "I think they have MORE
than just a tour in mind. We'll see." We skipped the floorshow,
donned our swim suits in the hotel room, and walked down to the
harbor where Jeff's 38-foot sloop bobbed amid a line of boats at
the unpainted docks. anal fucking
was tossing crumbs at a flock of
seagulls swooping and squawking around her. Jeff looked up from
his blue canvas deck chair and acknowledged,"You're right on
time." He cast off as soon as we climbed aboard. The Atlantic
was now red beneath the setting sun. I noticed anal fucking
and Bill
stealing glances at the other now and then, until finally, they
were openly staring. When she turned away, Jeff gazed at her long
legs and full, half-exposed breasts thrusting out beneath the one-piece
black suit, completely bare on the sides except for four thin black
ribbons on each side securing the front and back. By the time Jeff
cut the engines, a half mile from the island, stars were blinking
like diamonds on black velvet. This close to the island, the five-
foot waves we'd plowed through most of the way had calmed. The waters'
crests, silver beneath the moonlight, softly slapped against the
hull. The sloop rocked gently as anal fucking
and anal fucking
clambered
up the galley stairs to the deck. Jeff anchored as we stared at
the scene off the bow. Beneath the puffs of gleaming clouds, the
island seemed to float on the midnight-blue waters. anal fucking
stood on her toes, stretching her arms, as she said, "This
breeze is wonderful!" She casually reached to unhook the top
to her red and white striped bikini; that isn't unusual for boaters
when the sun's up, but this was night. anal fucking
smiled as if
to say, "I told you so." I stared at anal fucking
's breasts,
firmed by exercize. Her legs were as long and well-formed as anal fucking
's.
She stretched again, her blond hair blowing in the soft warm gusts.
Outlined by the Bahamian moon, she looked like a goddess. So anal fucking
slipped out of her suit. She stood nude alongside anal fucking
, who
turned to evaluate the similarity of their figures; "You're
beautiful," she told anal fucking
, staring down at anal fucking
's
shaved mound. The contrast between anal fucking
, the half-nude blond,
and anal fucking
, the nude brunette, was stunning. Jeff's engorged
manhood had been evident even before then. But now, appraising them,
he smiled, turning to me as he whispered, "Are you two swingers?
You see, anal fucking
isn't, but she's a 'watcher,' and if you are,
we're interested." Then, he added, as if I might misunderstand,
"I mean I'm straight, not gay." I grinned, almost laughing.
I could hardly wait for his reaction when I told him, "Actually,
Jeff, I'm a watcher too. Think anal fucking
would be jealous if she
saw you with anal fucking
, while your wife and I watched?" When
we told anal fucking
and anal fucking
, the coincidence seemed neither
as humorous nor as surprising to them as I thought it was. I learned
later that Jeff and anal fucking
had met many other agreeable couples
during their travels. We made small talk as if no one had mentioned
"watching." anal fucking
stared at Jeff's face and body,
occasionally looking down at Jeff's penis bulging beneath his red
biniki trunks. Under a pretense that we going down the stairs to
turn on the stereo, we made our way down to the dimness of the sleeping
quarters where moonlight streamed through a line of portholes.
anal fucking
and I stood in the doorway. Jeff and
anal fucking
sat on the bunk, looking through compact disks, selected
one, and inserted it into the overhead stereo as anal fucking
poured
wine. When anal fucking
passed a wine glass to Jeff, their hands
brushed. I could almost feel the electricity as their eyes locked.
anal fucking
's soft breasts heaved. Setting aside the glass on a
bunkside table, Jeff leaned to kiss her neck, moving down to her
breasts. She moaned lowly, her lips trembling. anal fucking
nuzzled
her breasts against my side as I put my arm around her. Leaning
into the doorjam, we gaped, breathing heavily. Jeff and anal fucking
melded in a deep kiss, their arms entertwined. anal fucking
's hips
rotated softly in desire as she lay alongside Jeff. anal fucking
looked up at me, her lips trembling, her blue eyes wild with passion,
as she muttered, "God, aren't they beautiful?" I agreed,
my shaft swelling beneath my trunks. anal fucking
, her nipples taut,
disengaged to slide to floor on her knees. Her lips grazed his thighs.
Gulping, as if in fear, she took Jeff's long, raging cock in her
mouth. He closed his eyes, groaning, as her full, pale lips slid
over his glistening member. Tears of passion welled in anal fucking
's
eyes as she moaned. Her tongue and slender fingers glided along
his dark rubbery shaft. Now, as anal fucking
peeled off her bottoms,
her hand was massaging her clitoris. I slipped out of my trunks
as I stroked my hardness. anal fucking
pressed against me. I slithered
an arm around her, cupping a breast, her nipple standing out like
a spike through my fingers. anal fucking
's eyes were now wide with
passion as he thrust into her greedy mouth. The intensity of their
tempo increased. anal fucking
moaned in rapture. His cock had ballooned
to massive proportions, straining her lips as she whimpered. Withdrawing
from her mouth, Jeff lifted her to the bunk beneath a line of portholes.
He kneeled on the floor between her long legs, kissing her shaved
mound. anal fucking
wailed in desire! Her hips gyrated beneath his
tongue's manipulations. Her body quaking, she locked her thighs
about his head, lost in their own distant universe of adulterous
passion. The smell of their lust permeated the warm night air. anal fucking
placed her arms around my waist, her hips grinding her clitoris
against my leg. "They're so beautiful," she breathed ecstatically.
She looked down, her lips trembling as I pumped my shaft. Jeff's
strong arms enveloped anal fucking
's quivering body. He hovered above
her splayed legs, his shaft swaying above her pussy which was quivering
up to touch it. Her lips were parted, her eyes wild and fearful
of his large instrument pushing apart her vaginal folds. She wrapped
her legs around his hips, drawing him deeply within, and yelled
out in painful pleasure. Her vagina was stretching to accommodate
his large tool. They shared a sigh as he buried his full length.
Whimpering, anal fucking
turned to watch us. anal fucking
had grasped
my cock and was stroking it as I squeezed the fullness of her breasts.
The sight drove anal fucking
into ecstasy as her arms enveloped Jeff.
She bucked against him, meeting every thrust into her steaming cave.
anal fucking
's nostrils flared, her breath huffing, her mouth open
in wild desire. I felt a kinship with anal fucking
as we watched
our respective mates, united in sin, her husband's cock plunging
into my wife's vagina; she mewed, "Oh, god, Bill, don't you
FEEL it happening BETWEEN them, between US?" And, yes, I did.
anal fucking
's soft fist pumped my shaft as she grinded her blond
mound against my leg. Her lips brushed my neck and ears. anal fucking
's
head thrashed from side to side, her wide eyes rolling as Jeff's
thickness filled her. She wailed as her tremoring arms encircled
his neck, her hips lifting to meet her lover's. Her groin swirled
beneath his fervid fucking as she threw back her head, pleading
for him not to stop. His jaw slackened as he stared down at her,
his eyes glazed with lust. Then, anal fucking
screamed, "Oh
GOD Jeff, I'm going to COME! Please come WITH me!" She mewed
helplessly, her body shivering with the building climax. anal fucking
's
hand pumped furiously as she looked up to me, parting her lips.
We kissed deeply. Everyone was moaning, sharing the climactic thunder
that was engulfing us in an emotional hurricane. At the last moment,
anal fucking
spread her long, taut legs, guiding my cock into her
creaming depths. She screamed in pleasure. Then it happened, the
sexual energy crackling throughout the cabin! I exploded as everyone
was wailing; anal fucking
and anal fucking
were crying and writhing
madly. anal fucking
fell to her knees, taking my length deeply into
her mouth. anal fucking
and Jeff now turned on their stomachs to
watch as Virgina brought me again to hardness, her hair tossing
as her lips slid along my full length. I'd lost track of time until
my semen burst into anal fucking
's throat. anal fucking
and Jeff were
applauding. anal fucking
bumped to the floor, her arms around my
knees, as we turned to look at our spouses on the bunk. They were
laughing. That was the only time that either anal fucking
or I had
experienced even that slight an adultery with anyone. Neither of
us were sure our spouses truly understood, but what we had was just
perfect.
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