When I was 18 I went with a girlfriend to a boat party in the local marina.
We went for a ride and we anchored for swimming. there were about 12 people. As I remember there were about two couples and the rest singles. We were all under 25 and in shape. One girl had a string bikini on , so small that her pussy lips encased the string. I wore a bikini but much more subdued.
Being the horny slut that I've always been, I checked out all the guys and one or two bulges. They were all nice guys but nobody really peaked my interest.
After we docked (it was now dark) the guys went skinny dipping off of the back of the boat. The gf I came with , Penny lost her suit and jumped in as did the girl with the string bikini. I was not quite as brazen as them , but I did take my top off. Not to sound stuck up , but I knew what my boobs looked like to men. Perfectly shaped and up pointing. We swam for a while and retired to the main cabin for drinks. A few of the people left as did my gf Penny.
I had a blanket over me as I was still damp from the water, but I was comfortable. The guy who owned the boat, about 25 yr old and a nice looking guy, but not a stud muffin, was sitting next to me. The conversation was good and the sangria flowed.
Then came the shock. He was sitting sort of on his side with one leg on the built in bench. I realized he had his bare foot under my blanket and against my pussy. Then I felt him massage it a tiny bit. My first impulse was to smack him silly. For whatever reason, I did not. He was actually in my slit, rubbing oh so gently. I could feel myself get damp and then wet. No one else noticed. I tried to remember his dick, after all he had been climbing up on the boat with it swinging. It must not have been impressive or I would have remembered.
Then It happened, I came. OMG I jumped but managed to keep quiet. Everyone looked at me and I shrugged. "Chill" , I said. I didn't know this guy from a hole in the ground and he had just made me cum.
Everyone had left except for one drunk friend of his. Finally he took him aside and I'm sure he told him to beat it cause he was going to get lucky. The guy took the hint, whatever it was and left.
Without a word, the guy, Rick, bent over, pulled my bikini bottoms to the side and began to eat me. It probably took my sopping wet pussy about ten seconds to cum again.
He sure had my motor running. I reached for his dick...as I said it was not impressive, but it was a grower. It wasn't as big as my bf at the time but it was pretty big. (My BF was hung like a horse) It was beautiful, cut and perfectly straight, with a big helmet. I couldn't keep my lips off of it. His dick was a bit salty from the salt water we had been swimming in. He was as excited as I was and it didn't take very long for huge ropes of cum to shoot out of his mushroom cock head. I think the sangria might have helped but his thick cum tasted almost sweet.
I sucked him hard again and told him to fuck me now! I was so wet that, despite his girth there was no resistance...he was balls deep on the first stroke. I came for the third and fourth time that night before he convulsed in orgasm. I could feel his cum hit me and mix with my juices. To my surprise he pulled out and went down on the cum / pussy juice cocktail. This went on for one more round and I woke in the morning in his arms. He ate me awake and we fucked one more time. It was a night to remember.
« Last Edit: July 21, 2015, 08:16:27 PM by toeinh2o »
I thought I was into bestiality and necrophilia until I realized I was just beating a dead horse.