Pirates Cove
written by:
Thesandman

Pirates Cove

My wife Penny and I had been looking forward to this trip for several months now. Our best friends Mac and Diane were coming with us, along with some other dear friends we hadn't seen in well over two years now. Jim and Stacy had moved away out of state in order to take a better paying job. When we first mentioned the idea of renting a houseboat for a week, cruising Lake Powel, they were more than excited to join us as soon as we could get things set up.

Jim and Stacy were the perfect odd couple, a bit older than the rest of us by ten years, though the age difference had never been a factor in our relationship. In their mid forty's, the two of them looked to be in far better shape than the rest of us, though seeing my wife or Diane for that matter in a bikini, they had nothing to prove or worry about. The fact their marriage had survived for so long, straight out of high school was a testament to their relationship. Both Penny and I had been married before, each of us enduring failed marriages that had us both wondering how Jim and Stacy had survived staying together when so many other marriages had failed. Especially when Jim was white and Stacy was black. But aside from the obvious differences and difficulties there, especially straight out of high school, Stacy was tall, well over six feet, her ebony skin color giving her a very exotic look. Whereas Jim on the other hand, was just barely over five and a half feet tall, light complexion with blonde hair blue eyes. Needless to say, seeing the two of them together made for an interesting combination.

My wife was a fiery little redhead, though more like a brunette with dark deep red highlights showing through her somewhat short hair, which she preferred keeping that way, as it was easier to take care of. Something she'd appreciate even more while out on the houseboat for a week. Mac was even taller than Stacy was, kept his head shaved which had contributed to the name the guys had jokingly called him by, "Lurch" was we affectionately called him and most often kidded him with. Diane was best described as being voluptuous, a curvy woman with fairly large breasts, and wide hips with a true hourglass figure. As for myself, I didn't consider myself a slouch either. I stayed in pretty good shape, had a full head of dark hair though a touch of premature graying had already appeared around my temples. Penny thought it made me look distinguished and even more mature looking, especially at my age. A hereditary trait that ran in my family, with most of the men's hair turning bright white usually by the time they had reached fifty. She'd always told me I'd look sexy as hell when it did, provided I didn't let myself go in the meantime.

Mac, Diane, Penny and I all drove down to the lake together where we picked up the houseboat and began loading our supplies and luggage for the weeklong stay. Jim and Stacy had flown in to the small nearby airport where Penny and Diane drove out to meet them, pick them up and bring them back. It was good seeing them again, and we were all anxious and excited to get out on the lake and head for the first secluded little cove we had mapped out and spend our first full evening together.

We had headed out just after noon, Mac taking the controls of the houseboat as we sat catching up, drinking a few beers and talking about the fishing we'd all enjoy doing together later after we'd docked for the night. The girls had quite naturally run off to change, appearing a bit later in their somewhat revealing swimwear, and then headed up to lay out on top of the houseboat as we traveled along. I couldn't help but wonder how many others out on the lake would be scoping out our three wives with their binoculars as we passed by. Knowing Penny and Stacy at least, the two of them would no doubt be topless. Neither Penny nor I had ever been very shy, and I had in fact seen Stacy naked once or twice before when we'd gone over to their place to hot tub when they'd lived next door to us years ago. But it had been a while now since I had, so I was already looking forward to seeing her again during the trip, which I was pretty sure I would when the six of us went for a midnight swim together later on.

Late in the afternoon we found the first cove we'd decided to dock the boat in, a nice secluded little area out of the wind with plenty of white sandy beach, perfect for our barbeque later, as well as for playing around on, throwing Frisbees and such, not to mention our little swim later on that evening. What surprised me a little, was when both Penny and Stacy came down from the roof in order to help us secure the boat, haul out the lounge chairs to the beach, doing so topless rather than covering themselves up once again. Just seeing their magnificent breasts so beautifully revealed promised a great start to the trip. And though I was a little disappointed in the fact that Diane hadn't joined them in doing that, her more than ample bosom was still alluring to look at, her top barely concealing the vast majority of her breasts anyway.

As Jim and I tended to the cooking while everyone else finished setting up, I finally asked him. "So...what's the secret of a happy marriage anyway?" Not that I didn't have one with Penny, we certainly did, but the frivolity, constant flirting and affection between the two of them far surpassed the little that Penny and I openly shared, along with Mac and Diane for that matter. Jim gave me a look, a serious look which I'd seen before. So I knew then he was contemplating a serious response before speaking.

"You really want to know? The answer might surprise you...even shock you," he told me.

I nervously laughed at that, but now he had my curiosity up, I wanted to know. "Yeah, I do...what's your secret?" I pressed.

Jim looked over towards where the girls were still setting things up on the beach, Mac the avid fisherman had already set up on the back of the houseboat, enjoying himself there until it was time to call him for dinner. Getting assurance that we wouldn't be overheard, he turned towards me.

"Well, the biggest thing is not harboring any petty jealousy's for one, having complete and total trust in one another secondly, which includes always being honest with one another, no matter what."

So far he hadn't said anything that was earth shattering. I agreed with him one hundred percent on all accounts. But then he did say something that caused me to raise my eyebrows a little.

"But the biggest thing for us at least...which might not be acceptable, or condoned by most others, perhaps including yourself, Penny as well as Mac and Diane, is the fact that we enjoy, how should I say this? We enjoy the intimate company of others on occasion."

I could only stand there with my mouth open looking at him. In all the time we had known them, never once had they approached us in that way, hinted at the possibility of sharing intimate relations with one another. Oh, there had indeed been some good-natured flirting, and as I said, we'd certainly been in their hot tub together in the nude, but they had not once approached us in taking things beyond that. I wondered then if this was something a bit more recent.

"So, if you don't mind my asking Jim, how long have the two of you been doing this then?"

He smiled, "Since the day we were married," he responded, immediately answering that question.

"Seriously...you and Stacy have, enjoyed the company of others," I stated trying to soften the question somewhat. He laughed at that.

"You might could say that...yes."

"If that's true, then how come the two of you never tried anything with us? Or weren't we attractive enough?" I asked still trying to joke around with this, though being serious about it at the same time. This time, Jim really did let out a laugh, causing the girls to stop what they were doing momentarily and look off in our direction. We smiled and waved at them, waiting until they'd gone back to work.

"It had nothing to do with that Jack," Jim told me. "In fact, we were attracted to the two of you, very much so. But if you remember right, you and Penny had only been married a little over a year when you moved in next door to us. And though we quickly became very good friends, which I hope after all this we still are, had we approached you with anything even remotely hinting at something like that, would the two of you been receptive?"

I had to think about that for a moment, and realized he was probably right. Neither one of us would have been. And even after we'd gotten to know them, and called them friends, even after the somewhat flirtatious discussions and joking around after that, I'm not sure either Penny or myself would have felt comfortable, or been quite as open minded towards that back then. Not saying either one of us were now, but I knew that Penny and I would have an interesting conversation later on about this when I mentioned it to her. Jim hadn't told me not to, so I didn't think it was something he was expecting me to keep from my wife either. And besides, he was the one who brought up the point about being open and honest, not harboring any secrets.

"So...if ah, something were to happen on this trip." Jim looked at me turning the steaks on the grill.

"If it does, or should...then that's one thing. But let's not try and force the issue either," he told me. "We're here to have fun, enjoy one another's company. If anything else should happen outside of that, then it will simply be icing on the cake," He paused looking at me. "Talk it over with Penny, tell her what I told you, and then ask her to speak to Stacy, see what she has to say about it. After that, we'll all know if that's even a remote possibility, and if not...we'll know that too. Either way, won't make any difference to us one way or the other, we're here to have fun, enjoy everyone's company for a week. If we end up having even more fun," he said grinning. "Then so be it."

We let the subject drop there, but I decided to mention it to Penny later on when we were alone, and at Jim's suggestion, recommend that she perhaps speak to Stacy and get her view on it. Stacy and Penny always had been very close friends, perhaps more so than even Jim and I had been when we lived next door to them. I knew that once Penny was aware of what had been going on all these years with our friends, she'd be curious to find out more about it too, if nothing more than to simply satisfy that curiosity once she had learned about it.

**

We had enjoyed a delightful barbeque on the beach, sat in lawn chairs drinking margaritas, watching the sun go down. Shortly after it had, the girls suggested we all go out for a swim. As one, Stacy and Penny quickly stripped off their bikini bottoms, and though there was a partial moon up, it was still really too dark to see much of anything. The one interesting note on all of this, Diane had slipped out of her suit as well, now as naked as we all were as we ran into the water all holding hands together and began splashing around. As we did that, I got my first really good look at Diane's tits as we all stood there in the water laughing and joking around.

The water certainly wasn't cold, but it was just cool enough to have caused all three women's nipples to harden, in particular...Diane's. She certainly had the largest breasts of the three, though both Stacy and my wife's ran a very close second to hers. But what she did have that I found interesting as hell to look at, was the largest, darkest, most prominent areola I'd ever seen, not to mention the largest, thickest biggest nipples I'd ever seen either.

Standing waist deep in the water, Penny leaned over whispering in my ear. "I know what you're looking at," she giggled. "But quit staring at them, you'll make her self conscious!" With that, I felt my wife's hand reach down, sure enough, I was rock hard as her hand wrapped around my prick. "Come on honey...I know where we can put this," she teased, and then still holding it, began leading me back towards the beach. It was just dark enough that no one could have actually seen me, but it was clearly evident what Penny was holding onto as we made our way back, laughter following us along with a few well placed jabs at who had who by the balls. Grabbing one of the large blankets we'd brought down to the beach just for this very purpose, Penny and I walked off a little ways, well away from the others and made ourselves a nice little spot to lay down on and have some fun. Following our lead, our friends soon left the water, heading off into the night in order to do the same thing that we were.

"Remind me to tell you about an interesting conversation I had with Jim earlier," I told her as Penny began licking and sucking my very aroused cock.

"Did it have anything to do with your sudden burst of laughter?" She asked. "We figured the two of you were discussing something sexual in nature, especially the way you two stood there with those shit-eating grins on your faces. Stacy in fact said you no doubt were, and had a pretty good idea what the two of you were talking about."

"Did she say anything else?" I asked curiously, hoping that she might have, though I was finding it harder and harder to concentrate as my wife continued nibbling on my prick between answering my questions.

"She started too...but then looked over at Diane and let me know that it was perhaps something to be discussed later. Not sure why she did that, or why she felt Diane might not appreciate whatever it was she had to tell me, but then the opportunity never rose again, so she didn't. Why?"

"Oh, just something that Jim told me, that surprised me a little is all," I told her. "So I'm not surprised if Stacy decided not to mention anything to you about it either, especially with Diane hovering around. They don't know them as well as we do, so I'm sure they're being a bit more cautious around Mac and Diane, until they get to know them a little better."

"Ok...so now you've got my attention, and since I already have yours...how about you tell me what he said while I lay here and suck you off?"

"Maybe you'd better do that first before I tell you."

"Maybe you'd better tell me now before I do, because after I do, your mouth will be busy doing something else," she said smiling at me.

I laughed. "Maybe you're right. I'm sure it will be," I agreed. "Ok...here it is, Jim and Stacy are swingers!"

You could have heard a pin drop, even the waves lapping against the shore seemed to calm upon hearing that, as though listening as well, waiting for me to continue.

"No way. Jim? Stacy? Swingers? I think you've had one too many Margareta's," Penny told me, though the look in my face told her I was being dead serious. "Seriously? He told you that?"

"He did," I assured her. And then proceeded to tell her the entire conversation, including the fact that Jim had actually suggested that Penny bring the subject up with Stacy at the very first opportunity.

"I still can't believe it," she said now lying there holding onto my dick without doing anything to it as she thought about it. "But he's right about one thing...I'm definitely going to bring it up and mention it to her. I'd like to hear what she has to say about it, maybe you misunderstood him, or took it wrong," she guessed wondering.

"I doubt it honey, he was pretty specific in telling me. I doubt I could have mistaken what he told me, or heard what I thought I had heard him say, when he'd meant it as something else. No...he said they'd been intimate with other couples since day one, and the only reason they had never approached us back then, was because we hadn't been married all that long, and that they didn't want to frighten us away, or cause the loss of our friendship. The only reason he was telling me now was because we are friends, and also because they do happen to live pretty far away now, so it was less likely we'd be threatened or even shocked by knowing any of that."

"Well, I don't know about the shocked part, because I am...a little anyway. But threatened? No. They are after all our friends, and always will be. Just surprised we never figured that out, or saw anything that might suggest that they were. But...I certainly am going to mention it to Stacy, see what she has to say about it." Once again she turned smiling at me. "I don't mind telling you though Jack, just thinking about knowing that has sort of made me even hornier. How about you?"

I rolled Penny over, placed the head of my prick at the opening of her very, very wet pussy and slid in. "Does that answer your question?"

**

We weren't really gone all that long when we slowly made our way back to where Jim and Stacy had gotten a small fire burning on the beach. As yet, there was still no sign of Mac and Diane, though that didn't surprise us. According to the little we did know, Mac was quite the stud-muffin, and could fuck forever. It was even likely we wouldn't see the two of them again until morning.

"Enjoy yourselves?" Stacy teased us seeing us return.

"We did...though probably not as much as Mac and Diane still obviously are," we snickered at their expense. Now with the fire going, I could see far easier Stacy's magnificent nude body, her tear-dropped shaped breasts looked sensual as hell. Each one capped with an equally alluring looking areola, far smaller than Diane's were perhaps, but just as dark and inviting, looking...or rather begging to be sucked on. To be honest about it, my mouth was now watering with the thought that perhaps at some point...maybe, just maybe...I might. Like Penny was, she was shaved, the women stood talking in silent whispers for a moment just out of earshot, I could just image what it was they were actually discussing too, though for the moment at least, Jim and I were both being treated to the breathtaking view of the two of them. As though reading my mind, Jim spoke.

"Can't you just imagine the two of them going down on one another?" He quipped?

Frankly, up until now...I hadn't honestly considered that. But I certainly was now. I was glad we were sitting again, feeling the all too familiar stirrings in my prick as I sat there, glad I could at least fold my leg up just enough to partially conceal my rapidly escalating condition. It was at that moment the girls strolled over towards us.

"We're going back to the boat to make up a fresh batch of Margareta's," they told us, though Penny winked at me upon saying that. I knew then they'd spoken...at least a little bit, and would no doubt take the time to continue that particular conversation while making another pitcher for us to drink. Jim and I sat there watching our two lovely ladies stroll back to the boat, nice firm asses jiggling a little as they did. I heard Jim sigh contentedly while watching the two of them, which I found myself doing right along with him.

"Like I said...I don't think there's anything more sensual, more beautiful than seeing two women pleasuring one another, and the thought of seeing Stacy with Penny has got me as excited as hell!"

Unlike myself, Jim sat, his legs firmly planted on the ground in front of him, but his prick was at full staff, sitting well up from between his legs. I tried not to look, but I simply couldn't help myself. I'd never seen him hard before for one thing, and the fact that he could sit there the way he was, so nonchalantly, without giving any thought to his condition whatsoever surprised me. But he surprised me even more when I saw his hand suddenly grasp his dick and he sat there fondling himself in spite of the fact I was sitting there next to him. I still hid the fact that I had a pretty good-sized erection myself.

"You know Jack, I don't know that anything will in fact happen while we're here, but it's certainly fun thinking about it. So who knows? I will tell you this...Stacy's got one hell of a slick, soft pussy. And she has the muscle control to literally jack you off inside of her. But not only that...she's a squirter too. Ever seen a woman squirt before Jack? Seen a woman gush? Well...Stacy sure does. Wickedly hot if you don't mind me telling you so. Nothing like it, feeling all that hot warm juice spraying around your cock when she cums, or pouring inside your mouth while you're eating her. Fuck...drives me nuts just thinking about it!"

Just hearing him say that had me a little nuts too. Admittedly. Finally finding some confidence, I replaced my foot, my cock now sitting up just as proudly and as stiff as Jim's was. I was surprised at myself when I actually reached down, and began fondling it, just a little at first, as Jim sat next to me, no bones about it...simply jerking himself off. Before I knew it...I was too.

Several minutes later, sitting there listening to the slap of his fist going up and down, the squishy lubrication he was milking out of his prick in order to better stimulate himself with, he soon groaned, pointed his rigidly hard prick out in front of himself, and let fly! I sat there watching in amazement, streamer after streamer of his spunk spurting out the head of his cock, landing somewhere off in the sand in front of him. Suddenly, I felt my own delicious climax begin, and then I too was bending my prick forward, squirting out my own nicely hard felt squirts of spunk off into the sand.

"Ah yes...nothing better than a nice hard wank beneath the stars, sitting on a beach thinking about those two gorgeous wives of ours now is there? Well...three actually, he added with a snicker."

For once, I couldn't disagree with him.

It was only minutes after that that the girls came back carrying a fresh pitcher of margaritas. The fact I was still sitting there with a partial erection, having not quite calmed down from my very recent orgasm didn't go unnoticed. Handing me a fresh drink, Penny looked down, and then over at Jim. He too still had a bit of a stiff dick as he sat there.

"So, what have the two of you been thinking about?" Penny asked us both teasingly.

"Well the two of you of course," Jim answered for us both. "In fact...we just enjoyed a nice little wank together while we were sitting here. In fact, watch your step if you're squeamish about such things, but I think our cum is sitting somewhere in the sand pretty close to where you're currently standing!"

Stacy giggled looking down, as did my wife momentarily, but she quickly looked up towards me. "You mean to tell me the two of you actually sat here and jerked off?"

I was somewhat glad for the surrounding darkness, I could actually feel my face turning beet red, and couldn't help but wonder what Penny might think of this unexpected revelation.

"We did!" Jim announced proudly without any reservation whatsoever. "It felt pretty good too...especially out here beneath the stars. Though to be honest, I'm a little surprised that Jack did as well, though I'm glad to see he's a bit more open-minded than I would have thought."

"That...makes two of us," Penny said, though her surprised look had turned into what I'd always called her sultry-horny one. It was obvious, the thought of me actually doing that while sitting there next to Jim as I did, had turned her on.

The girls soon settled their chairs opposite from where Jim and I were sitting on the other side of the small fire. We all sat looking at one another, sipping our drinks when Penny finally spoke having just finished her third one.

"One more of these, and I might do what the two of you did earlier," she said giggling. "I'm still horny just thinking about that!"

I was about to suggest that maybe we take it inside in order to take care of that when Stacy spoke up. After she did, I was damn glad I had kept my mouth closed.

"I'd be more than happy to lend you a hand if you'd prefer that," Stacy said easily looking over towards my wife. Stacy sat looking at me across the fire, and then smiled.

"I bet you'd love seeing that wouldn't you honey?" she said slurring her words a little.

The truth was, Penny could drink me under the table. And even though she'd had one more drink than I'd had, I was far from being tipsy, so I couldn't help but wonder if she was using the excuse in being a little intoxicated to bolster her courage...or her nerves.

"He's even told me about his little fantasy of seeing two women together, haven't you darling?" she asked, still sounding more drunk than I'd ever heard her sound like before. She then looked over at Stacy, grinned...and said, "Why not?"

I couldn't believe my eyes, or my sudden good fortune. Without needing to be asked twice, Stacy reached over, her hand immediately going down into my wife's lap as she spread her legs even further apart than they already were. Jim and I now both watched as his wife, sat there fingering mine, as Penny looked on, her eyes suddenly wild and glassy, her breathing suddenly escalating as Stacy continued fingering her. But the best...and even more unexpected was yet to come!

"Fuck this!" Stacy suddenly exclaimed, and then before anyone really knew what she was doing, she slid out of her chair, onto her knees and then buried her face between my wife's thighs.

"Nice one!" Jim laughed. I knew without needing to look, though I soon after did, that Jim was in fact, once again stroking himself. I was too blown away to do anything at the moment but sit there and stare at my wife as Stacy knelt there before her, actually going down on her. Something I would never have in a million years ever thought she would do. I think at first Penny was a bit surprised by it as well, but the sensation and suddenness of Stacy's act had taken her completely off guard. By the time she could have, or might have reacted to the sudden turn of events, she'd decided otherwise. Whatever Stacy was doing to her, felt too good to ignore or pretend she wasn't enjoying. Especially when I'd neglected to perform that particular little act on her myself earlier when we were alone.

Penny always came hard when I ate her. She'd once told me, as much as she enjoyed intercourse, and had always had nice very satisfying little orgasms whenever we did, it was when I ate her out, sucked her clit, and pulled on her nipples simultaneously with my fingers which got her off the hardest. I'd seen that look in her face before, I knew without any doubt whatsoever, she was already hovering on the edge of what I knew was going to be a very, very intense orgasm.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" she began crying out over and over. Seconds after that, she lurched up, humping her cunt hard against Stacy's face as she slipped her hands beneath my wife's ass, holding and keeping her there as she began sucking my wife's clit for all she was worth. Penny came in a rush of release, her cry of delight actually splitting the night air, suddenly reminding me as she did so, that our other friends were somewhere out there as well. At the moment however, I could have cared less, I was beating my meat just as hard as Jim was, watching my wife slowly spiral back down from the pleasured release she'd just been given by the mouth and tongue of her very dear friend.

I think she was a little embarrassed that she'd allowed that to happen, though she covered up her nervousness and uncertainty in having done it, by offering to now return the favor to Stacy.

"I'd love that," she told her, "very much so. But..."

"But?"

"Yeah, but...at the moment, you've maybe had a bit too much to drink, and perhaps you need to sober up just a little more, think about it before committing yourself in doing that. Like I said, as much as I'd love to feel your mouth and tongue on me, I'd rather you did it with an unclouded conscience," Stacy told her warmly. She stood up then walking behind my wife, leaning over from behind her and then kissing her, one hand coming down to tenderly, and all too briefly caress her hard nippled breast for a moment. She broke the kiss a moment later, my wife's eyes still closed as she did. "So...think about it. Perhaps tomorrow you'll have a much better idea as to how you really feel about things," she said.

Ironically, we all then heard movement down the beach, moments later the silhouette of our two lost friends could be seen making their way back.

"Just as well," Stacy said retaking her seat. "Had you started, I wouldn't have let you up no matter what they might have thought," she said almost warningly. It was something to keep in mind hearing her say that.

I wasn't at all surprised when Penny spoke a few minutes later, sounding much like her true self, and the intoxicated slur of speech suddenly having disappeared for some unknown reason.

**

I never was one to sleep in, especially while on vacation. The houseboat we all shared was a nice one. Each one of us having our own separate bedrooms, and none of them cramped in size either. Penny was still dead asleep, snoring softly away as I got up, dressed, and then walked outside for a stretch, along with my early morning smoke. It was the only time that I did, that and one just before going to bed. I didn't, and wouldn't smoke inside the houseboat as I knew it would irritate Mac for sure, so I walked out all the way to the bow of the boat before lighting up. As I did, I saw Diane sitting there below me on one of the steps, dangling her feet in the water as she sat there. I almost spoke, it was obvious she hadn't heard me approach, which was about the time I heard her softly moan, saw the movement of her hand, and knew what it was she was doing. I nearly backed away, but knew that unless she actually turned around, she wouldn't know I was actually there. And this was simply too good a situation to pass up. I quickly doused my smoke shoving it into a nearby coke can putting it out, and then leaned over slightly looking again. She was still obviously fingering herself as she sat there on the steps. The fact that this was Diane, who was doing it, sent a wild shiver of goose bumps racing up and down my spine. She shuddered, let out a small silent cry of relief, and then came. As she did, I silently stepped back inside the houseboat, standing next to the counter after pouring myself a freshly brewed cup of coffee. I saw Diane climb back up onto the boat heading towards me. She smiled upon seeing me.

"Hmm, smells good. Pour me one too please?" she asked.

I did so, handing it to her. "Here ya go."

"Thank you." She took a sip looking directly over the rim of the cup towards me as she did. She swallowed, once again smiling. "You know Jack, it's really not polite to spy on people, unless they've been invited to do so," she then said.

I was glad I hadn't as yet taken another swallow, I'd have most likely burned myself. As it was, I damn near dropped the cup in my hand anyway. She answered my unspoken question.

"I saw your shadow in the water behind me," she said telling me how it was that she knew.

I felt like an ass and apologized. "God Diane, I'm sorry," I said honestly meaning it, feeling like a complete and total ass for spying on her the way that I had. She stepped forward placing her coffee cup down on the counter next to where I was standing.

"That's ok, I accept your apology," she told me sounding all nice and friendly again, bringing me a much needed sigh of relief. "Next time...ask first if you really want to watch me." With that, she reached down, palmed my crotch briefly for a moment with her hand, and then walked away disappearing down the hall, stepping into the bathroom. I could only stand there with a look of total and complete disbelief etched in my face.

"Did she really just say and do that?" I asked myself. "Diane?"

I finished my coffee, poured another, and then stepped back outside on the deck lighting up another smoke. I needed this one to help calm my nerves. After everything that had happened the night before, the last thing I was expecting was for something like that to happen. It wasn't long before Mac was up, already anxious to cast his line into the water and get a little fishing in before we got underway again.

"Thought I'd get some fishing in before we leave," he announced setting up. "Oh, and Diane told me you caught her masturbating this morning, I wouldn't worry about it though, she does that every morning, like clockwork after she wakes up. Rather she do that than take up smoking again," he said looking at me disapprovingly. I'd managed to take one more puff, and then dumped the smoke into the same coke can as the other one. I turned without saying a word and headed back inside the boat still shaking my head.

**

We got underway again a couple of hours later. As it was my turn to pilot the boat, the girls cleared away the breakfast dishes before heading back up on the roof deck for some early morning sun. Not too surprisingly, Mac headed back to bed for a brief nap while we cruised the lake heading towards the next spot on our map we'd decided to take a look at. We'd all been up late the night before, and it was a hell of a lot cooler inside the boat than it was outside, even at 9:00 in the morning. Jim too had gone up on deck, carrying a pair of binoculars with him when he did.

"Go figure...he has count em...six tits to look at here, and he still wants to glare at someone else's anyway," Stacy teased her husband. Jim had taken the ribbing good-naturedly anyway, and still went topside with his glasses. The girls soon joined him moments later, again topless, and this time, I was surprised, though pleased to see Diane had joined them. Diane was the last one to climb up the ladder to the upper deck, she paused momentarily waiting as everyone else headed up, turning towards me as she stood there. It was hard not staring at her chest, especially as I now saw it in the full light of day.

"Contrary to popular belief," she began. "I do enjoy being looked at, particularly in being watched. So like I said, feel free...just next time let me know that you are first," she said, and then turned heading up the ladder. Once again, she had left me speechless, though this entire trip was starting to do that anyway.

**

I'd been at the helm for the better part of an hour. We still had a long way to go however before docking again, and I found myself growing a bit sleepy. Even in the middle of the lake the way we were, that wasn't the best situation to find myself in. There were still obstacles that needed to be avoided, and I had to stay fairly aware of my surroundings. I'd already felt my head nod more than once, and was about ready to yell upstairs for some company when I heard someone coming down. I was pleased to see Stacy descending the stairs, even more so when she turned facing towards me, her boobs giving me a quick shot of adrenalin.

"Thought I'd come down and keep you company," she told me. "Can I get you something to drink? More coffee?"

"Yeah, that would be nice," I told her, the endorphins already diminishing, though I smiled as I stared at her cute tight butt as she walked away back into the kitchen area.

"Coffee? Or something a bit stiffer perhaps?" she called out at me.

"Whatever you're having," I answered back, actually feeling myself suddenly stiffening at that. She returned a few minutes later having fixed us a couple of Bloody Marys. "Perfect!" I said accepting my drink from her, pleased when she settled herself down into the captain's seat facing me. Personally, I preferred to stand when piloting the boat, I was able to see more when I did.

"So, you and Penny talk about last night?" she asked.

We had, but only a little, and I told her so. The only thing she had really said about it was that it had been fun...which it had been, but we hadn't gotten into anything more than that.

"Yeah, that's what she told me this morning too," she informed me. I was glad to hear they'd at least spoken about it, I still wasn't sure where Penny's thoughts were on it, and though she'd certainly let her short hair down considerably, I didn't have any major expectations of something like that happening again.

"Thanks for coming down and keeping me company," I said after too long a pause of silence had gone between us. "I really was starting to get a bit sleepy there, but after seeing you..." I left off saying, though taking the opportunity to once again look at her tits. She smiled upon seeing me do that.

"What's up with you men anyway? Breasts, tits, boobs...whatever you want to call them, why all the fascination with them anyway?"

"Oh? And you don't enjoy having them played with?" I asked liking the direction this conversation was suddenly going in.

"I didn't say that, I love having them played with and sucked on, I'm just surprised you all seem more interested in my tits, as opposed to looking at my ass...or even my pussy perhaps."

"Well at the moment, I really can't see either of one of those, but I can see your tits," I grinned back licking my lips. Having said that, Stacy suddenly pulled down her bikini bottoms, dropping them down around her feet.

"That better?" she asked.

Even I had to admit, it was. Stacy truly did have one hell of a gorgeous body, though I was actually nervous now, besides being excited as she sat there in front of me only inches away. I glanced nervously over towards the ladder leading up to the sun deck, hearing her laugh when I did so. I turned back around to look at her just as she pulled on the waistband of my swim trunks yanking them down, exposing my already hardening penis.

"Don't be worried...or nervous," she told me as she began fondling and stroking my cock. I couldn't help it, I was. Penny and I hadn't as yet discussed much of anything, and should she come down the ladder, find Stacy with my hard stiff prick in her hand...

"Stacy," I began trying to back away, which was a little difficult for me to do as I couldn't very well let go of the wheel on the boat or retreat to some other area away from her. "Penny and I haven't..."

"But she and I have," Stacy said interrupting me. "Up on the sun deck, a few minutes ago. It was her suggestion I come down here and keep you company, but even more than that, give you a little treat while I did."

"She...she told you to come down here and do this?" I asked incredulously.

"Oh...yes, but more than that," Stacy said smiling, and then drew me back closer towards her with her hand, her mouth suddenly surrounding my shaft as she began sucking it. My knees nearly buckled, the exquisite sensation of her tongue flicking away at the tip of my cock, her lips running up and down the length of my shaft as she drove me nearly insane with desire. "And besides, I told her to go ahead and suck Jim's prick up there while I was down here doing you," she then added.

The thought of my wife at that very moment bringing the same kind of pleasure to Jim's prick that Stacy was now giving mine was an erotically naughty thought indeed. And then I had another one. "Where's Diane?" I asked curiously.

"Watching no doubt," she giggled. "Yes...we've all found out some interesting things about our supposedly shy, quiet Diane this morning too. It appears there's a lot more to her than meets the eye. She's quite the little exhibionist, and a voyeur as well it would seem." Stacy once again lavished my prick with a long slow lick, now looking at me. "She told us of her adventure with you this morning, which is what got the conversation started that we then had. At this very moment, I'm willing to bet she's sitting there playing with herself, watching your wife gobble up my husband's cock." I felt Stacy's lips surround the head of my prick, popping it with her mouth several times in rapid succession, just the way I liked it. "How else would I know that you like feeling that?" she then asked. "Penny told me to make sure I do that for you, since it apparently curls your toes."

She was right about that, it did. Already my toes were flipping back and forth, tingly even as I stood there holding onto the wheel for support more than actually using it to steer with.

"Now then, think you can keep us out in the middle of the lake without running us into anything while I make you cum?" she then asked. We were far enough out and away from any of the banks that the possibility of running into anything wasn't of any concern. Even then I double checked anyway, my thoughts likewise returning to my wife and what she was at that very moment doing up on the upper deck to Jim, Diane watching, enjoying herself while she did.

"No problem," I grinned pleasurably...and then stood there with my eyes closed as Stacy went back to popping her mouth around my dick. Only minutes later I was filling her mouth with my cum, though surprised to learn seconds after that she hadn't swallowed it. She smiled, my spending dripping from her sensual lips, then she spit out the vast majority of it into the palm of her hand.

"I hate to waste it," she told me grinning with the most decadent cum smile I'd ever seen. "I like feeling it on my tits, and pussy," she added now applying it to herself, coating those gorgeous bronze boobs of hers, as well as feeding her pussy some two fingered cum-poi, sliding it up and down her labia, teasing herself pleasurably with my semen.

"Fuck!" I said as I stood there watching her. It was erotic as hell watching her do that. So much so that I hadn't heard the sound of someone else coming down the ladder, only realizing it when I heard the sound of Diane's voice coming from behind me.

"Wow, glad I decided to get out of the sun before I got burned," she giggled excitedly. "And I thought the show on deck was hot!" She then added. Diane scooted one of the bar stools over a bit closer, taking a seat next to where I was standing, the two of us now watching Stacy as she continued to massage in the remnants of my recent spending into her breasts, along with still fingering her cunt, smearing traces of my juice against her clit at the same time.

"Isn't that fucking erotic to watch a woman pleasuring herself?" She asked.

"Sort of what I thought this morning when I saw you," I reminded her grinning. She grinned back.

"Well like I said, now that we're all getting to know one another even better than we had, perhaps we'll all see and enjoy a bit more of that around here now." Our attention was however drawn back towards Stacy as she began slapping her pussy quite forcefully with the palm of her hand. Cum spittle flying about, hers and mine as she strove towards what appeared to be a rather nice, intense little orgasm. Diane too began working her own cunt, and I was now dividing my attention between the two women, once again feeling my cock beginning to rise with renewed interest.

Once again, movement on the ladder behind me alerted me to the fact we were soon to have additional company. Sure enough, my wife along with Jim were just then descending the ladder.

"Well well...what's going on here?" Jim asked. "We're missing the party!"

"The only one who's missing anything...is Mac," Diane laughed. "Maybe after this, the three of us should go back and wake him," she suggested playfully. "Now wouldn't THAT be a big surprise!"

We all watched as both Stacy and Diane got themselves off, and though I was certainly aroused again, the lake had started to get a bit choppy with the first hint of an afternoon squall coming in. We decided at that point to batten down the hatches, head for a secondary cove we had marked on the map earlier, and wait out the storm before moving on. As much as I would have liked to see a continuation of things happening, we now had even more important matters to attend to. But it did give me the much needed time with Penny for us to finally discuss just what exactly was going on.

"So, did Stacy give you the ole' "pop-cock" thing I told her about?" She asked playfully, reaching over to fondle my dick once again as I stood there, even though I had pulled my swim trunks back up and was attempting to guide the boat closer into the shoreline still fighting against the choppy waves in the lake.

"Yeah, she did," I said smiling at her. "But I am a little surprised...I mean, we really haven't sat down and discussed any of this yet."

"I know...and I guess we should before things go any further, but didn't think a friendly little blowjob was something to get too terribly worked up over either," she told me. "Unless you didn't enjoy it, or had a problem with me doing the same thing to Jim," she then questioned. "Did you?"

I didn't even need to consider that. "No...and in fact, just the thought that you were, while Stacy was down here doing the same thing to me was exciting as hell, made me cum even harder I think," I chuckled, feeling my cock stiffening even more than it already was. "Obviously though...if things continue along the same lines, there might be the expectation of more...a lot more. What do you think? How do you feel about it?" I asked.

"What I think is this Jack. We came here for an adventure, and to be with our friends. At best, we'll only see Jim and Stacy once a year, if that. We've obviously learned a few things about all of them, some we didn't know or even realize, especially with regards to Diane, whose little secret we're all fully aware of now."

"True," I said grinning, still somewhat surprised at this recently revealed revelation about her, though Mac was still a bit of a mystery as where he stood in all of this.

"So...I do think we need to make a decision here, and then stick with it before things progress any further. If we have limitations, then we need to discuss them now. But personally, I feel that we're here to enjoy ourselves, and maybe not quite in the way we initially thought we would be. But we're only here a week, so why not just enjoy ourselves, explore some of these new horizons we've discovered and take it from there?"

I agreed. Under the circumstances I felt either we did...or we didn't. And there really was no middle ground. We'd already opened the door, and had all but stepped through it. To close it now would simply make the rest of the trip considerably more awkward being around our friends. But I still had to wonder about Mac and his take on all this. So far, he'd not really participated in any way, and I wasn't at all sure how it was he'd actually respond if things continued to progress in the direction they were going.

**

The rain was now beating down pretty heavily, but I'd managed to locate the cove we were looking for, the cliffs rising far above us offering some protection against the wind and the waves, still relatively calm as we dropped anchor. There was little if any beach, but with the rain coming down as it was, we'd be forced to remain inside anyway. So we decided to ride out the storm, and if necessary, remain on the boat that night and simply party inside.

By the time night fell, the storm had abated, the waters calm again. We'd enjoyed a nice light delicious dinner, and then settled back with a glass of wine afterwards out on the deck, breathing in the new fresh air that still had a strong smell of ozone to it. It was a bit humid as well, necessitating in everyone removing their clothes once again, not that any of us minded, including Mac.

"Anyone up for a game of poker?" Stacy asked as she came out with a deck of cards.

"We don't have any chips," Mac stated.

"We won't need chips," Stacy replied. "We'll just start everyone out with points."

"Points?" I asked, already it was sounding far more complicated and not worth the effort in playing cards.

"Yeah...points that you can redeem as the game goes along," she grinned wickedly.

"For what?" I asked again, now curious, though I noticed even Mac had taken additional interest in what she was saying, though it was Jim who now commented.

"We've done this before," he explained. "It can be a lot of fun, and pretty exciting provided everyone's willing to go along with it and play." Jim turned towards his wife, "Have you got the sheet with you?" he asked.

"I forgot it, but I made up a new one," she explained handing it off to my wife to look at. "We play poker just like normal, except you don't bet chips or money...just points. But as soon as you have won enough points to redeem, then you can trade them in for one of the items listed on the sheet if you wish. Once you do, the points you've turned in are equally redistributed amongst everyone else, and the game continues from there. So you see, no one is ever really out of the game, and the opportunity to continue to win even more points the longer we play goes on. Even when you redeem your points, you're awarded points for doing so. So needless to say, the higher point value items on the list gives everyone some incentive to keep working towards them."

"Wow...this could get pretty interesting," Penny said handing the sheet off to Mac and Diane to look at. "Especially when you get up near the five hundred point item range," she said pointing it out to our two friends, Mac's eyes suddenly opening considerably wider than they already were. He looked at Diane, grinned pointing at one in particular. She had noted it too.

"Wouldn't you love to see me finally do that," she told him. She then looked up addressing the rest of us. "You're all aware of my particular fetish by now," she explained, "if you even want to call it that, but...I'll be the first to admit I have never been with, or done anything with another woman. Something that Mac and probably most men enjoy seeing. So...naturally, he'd like to see me do something like that, especially in front of the rest of you."

This was getting more and more interesting, and suddenly Stacy's poker game had taken on a whole new dimension.

"Here's the thing," Stacy said as we continued to pass along the sheet looking at all the various possibilities. "If anyone is the least bit hesitant in playing...then let's don't. It won't be much fun for everyone else if someone wins a particular hand, chooses a partner that they want to redeem their points with, if they in turn decide they aren't interested or won't do what's asked of them. So...before we go any further with this, does anyone have any reservations about continuing?"

"So, the winner of the hand picks who they want to do a particular thing with?" Diane asked curiously.

"Exactly," Stacy told her. "And then like I said, both of them are awarded the bonus points for whatever the act is worth, and the redeemed points are then divided up amongst everyone else. "But, unless everyone's willing to play and go along with it, there's no point in playing unless we're all in agreement. So...if anyone isn't interested, let's see by a show of hands."

I had to admire Stacy's approach to this. Had anyone actually raised their hand, they'd have singled themselves out to the scrutiny of those who were interested, though by the smiles on everyone's faces, no one appeared to have any real reservations either. Even then she still gave everyone an extra moment to think about it. "Well, in that case, let's play!"

Everyone started out with a hundred points, with a minimum anti of five points and a minimum bet of ten. Beyond that, there was no limit to what the raises could be, though no one could of course bet any more points than they had listed against them. It would take a few hands for anyone to reach the first level at two hundred points, with only four possible items listed at that particular level. But even those, as mild as they were in comparison to the others, still promised to be interesting as we all sat there watching the outcome of the hands as we played.

Several hands later, my wife and Mac where in the middle of a head to head game as everyone else had folded. There was only one card remaining to be turned as Penny called, "All in!" daring Mac to stay in with her, a move which would just about deplete all his points.

He hesitated only for a moment, checking his cards before deciding. "Call!" He told her grinning at her wickedly.

Rolling over the last card, there was now an Ace, Queen, Jack and a pair of sevens showing on the table. It appeared that either one of them was sitting on a possible straight, or now with the appearance of an additional seven, perhaps three of a kind, though there were endless other possibilities. It was Mac who turned his cards first, showing that he had the straight, grinning from ear to ear as he did. Penny frowned, and then turned her cards over. She had a Queen and a Seven as hole cards.

"Fuck!" Mac exclaimed looking at her hand. Penny had managed to catch a full house.

"How the hell did you stay in with a hand like that?" He asked. Though it was Stacy who laughed answering him.

"That's another interesting thing about this game," she reminded everyone. "You can afford to gamble a little more, after all, there really aren't any real losers here as you'll soon see. OK Penny, you're total now is two hundred fifty five. You have enough to redeem for an act, or we can continue on. What would you like to do?"

"Let me see the sheet again," she asked. Another fifty points and she could get something from the next level if she decided to wait. But as no one had done anything yet, we were all a little anxious and excited to see what would happen the first time.

"So, can I ask that two other people do something? Or does it have to be me and someone else?" she wondered.

"We can make that a condition, if everyone's in agreement with that," Stacy stated looking about the group. "Any objections to her being able to ask for that?"

"Who gets the bonus points if they do?" I then asked.

"Well I'd say, the two participants do, only makes sense, but maybe the suggestion will be worth giving them up for," Stacy mused.

No one had any objections, though it was a moot point anyway. Penny had just raised the possibility for future consideration, which we'd all agreed to. "Ok...this one," she said smiling. "Mutual masturbation...with Mac!"

Stacy made note of the points being awarded, two hundred points for Penny, a Hundred for Mac for participating, and everyone else awarded an equal division of the two hundred points being redeemed. Stacy rounded up to the next nearest ten, just in order to keep things easier while keeping track of everyone's point totals.

"Ok, five minute time limit," Stacy announced. It was far easier for the two of them to stand up and move over to the full-sized couch on the deck where they now sat side by side with the rest of us looking on. Though initially somewhat flaccid, it didn't take long for Mac's cock to begin growing in size as my wife sat next to him fondling and playing with it. To everyone's amazement however, it continued to grow...and grow...and grow.

"Holy shit man!" Jim actually exclaimed. "Who'd have thought?"

Even flaccid, it was evident Mac had a pretty good-sized dick, but seeing it lengthen to the size it finally had, surprised and amazed everyone. I'd seen some pretty good-sized cocks before, with neither Jim nor I being a slouch in that particular department either, but Mac's prick was enormous, Diane sitting there smiling as she saw it lengthen, looking on appreciatively.

"Now you know why his nick-name is Mac," she told everyone, though that's the only name Penny and I had ever called him by. "I've always referred to that enormous dick of his as my very own personal, Mac Truck. His real name is Mickey."

"Mickey?" I actually blurted out. "As in Mickey Mouse?" Mac gave me a look that immediately told me I wasn't to call him that again. Bad enough that I and a few other of our friends had called him Lurch, that we could get away with. But I knew then, that calling him by his true name was a big no, no. And I had no intention of revealing that to anyone else.

As Penny continued to play with Mac's enormous prick, he in turned sat beside her, one hand fondling her breast, the other worming it's way inside her wet pussy. Already the sounds of his fingers playing in her wetness could be easily heard.

"Ok, time!" Stacy announced. Penny moaned and sighed with the all too soon ending of their playful naughty time together, but stood up and returned to the table as Stacy announced, "On to the next hand!"

**

Needless to say, the games got more and more interesting as time and the evening progressed. Jim was the first to redeem points at the next highest level, opting for a double-blowjob, selecting Diane and Penny as his honored selectees. Interestingly enough, even Mac was surprised when Diane excitedly and most eagerly jumped up in order to accommodate him as Jim leaned against the railing of the boat, both women on their knees as they began lavishing his prick with their tongues, taking turns sucking it.

Even the bonus points were interesting, if the girls actually managed to get him off during the ten minute time limit for this level, they'd each receive an additional two hundred points. And though they'd still have to win a hand before being able to redeem any of them, it was quickly reaching the point where each winning hand promised some sort of pleasure, whether doing...or just watching.

I had been hard as a rock now for well over an hour myself, as was Mac, his miniature "bat" as I came to look at it, all swollen, purple and angry looking, the knob of his prick reminding me of a small door-knob.

"Fuck that looks nice," he said actually fisting himself as the rest of us sat there watching the three of them. "I know which one I'm going for," he then informed us all, hearing a slight giggle come from his wife even as she continued mouthing Jim's prick, now obviously working at getting those bonus points. I was quite looking forward to that myself, wondering if he might indeed chose Penny as his wife's first female lover, considering the fact that it would be a first time for my wife too really. Up until now at least, no one had balked at not doing something, though it was rapidly reaching the point where just about anything was possible, and I began wondering about that.

"Oh fuck...fuck!" Jim cried out seconds after that, telling us all as he did, and then showing us as his spunk suddenly leapt from the head of his prick, both Penny and Diane then catching the rest of it in their mouths, trading places with his spurting dick, passing it back and forth between themselves.

"Well done!" Stacy said calculating the additional bonus points. A few hands later, we were all nearing the maximum point levels, where the action could really prove to get interesting.

Perhaps it was fate, or pure gut luck...but Mac managed to hit a straight flush against a regular flush against Penny. The moment he did, everyone looked over towards Diane. She merely laughed, shaking her head and stood up. "Where do you want me? And who with?" She then asked.

I was right, and even Penny seemed to sense it at the same time that Diane had, as she'd stood up as well without being asked to.

"Right here on the deck," Mac indicated, though he'd already reached for several of the couch cushions lying about, tossing them down so as the girls could make themselves a bit more comfortable.

"Now we're at the fifteen minute time limit," Stacy reminded everyone. "And if either of them gets the other one to cum, then there are BIG bonus points in addition to that."

It was of course by now pretty well known that neither one of them had so much as stuck even a finger inside another woman before this trip, and now, Penny was finding out about those curiosities, as was Diane, for her first time. They soon climbed into what was a traditional "69" position with one another there on the deck. Diane on the bottom, and Penny on top. I stood there looking down at them as was Mac and Jim, Stacy joining in for free, her hands simply caressing the two women as they began lapping away at one another's cunts.

"Side bet?" Jim asked.

"Towards what?" Mac and I both questioned.

"Three hundred points say they both cum."

"Make it five hundred, and you've got a bet!" Mac said, "Two hundred fifty from us each?" He said looking at me. I knew Penny could have several multiple orgasms, and her hardest always were through oral stimulation, so I knew I'd lose the bet with her. She'd come easily within the fifteen minute time frame, provided Diane at least made some minimal effort in doing that. By the looks of things, she was an eager learner to find out. So the question was Diane.

I leaned over asking him. "Don't bet on my wife," I informed him. "I know she will...the question is Diane." Mac smiled and winked at me, whispering back.

"It's not about the orgasm for her, never has been. She actually prefers just feeling the pleasure. Not that she can't or doesn't cum, she does...but not until she's wound up tighter than a drum. I'm willing to bet, that's what she'll do here, just want to savor the experience more than worry about getting off regardless of what Penny's doing to her."

I turned facing Jim again. "Ok, you've got a bet," I informed him. "Both of them, within the fifteen minute time frame."

He nodded his head, "Deal!"

Sure enough, mid way through I heard the all too familiar sigh of pleasure escaping my wife's lips, though she continued on, licking away at Diane's sweet split even as she came. But then Diane did as well, surprising everyone, especially Mac and myself as Diane's almost ear-splitting scream announced the arrival of her own very intense, very satisfying orgasm.

"Well I'll be damned!" Mac stated, surprise clearly etched within his face, though so was a bit of awe and wonder as well.

Needless to say, Jim took a commanding lead over everyone else with those winnings, now having enough points to pretty well ask for anything he wanted. The highest level in fact, almost unreachable without a great deal of luck, with there being the one single item on the list. "Anything goes."

Two hands later, it was down to Jim and Stacy, with everyone else folding, two cards to be rolled over, and the tension surprisingly high as we all waited to see the outcome. Stacy herself had more than enough points to do just about anything as well, though not quite being able to claim the "Anything goes" category. Even so, the outcome of this hand would no doubt prove to be the wildest one of all so far.

With an Ace of diamonds, a two of diamonds, and a King of spades showing, it was anyone's guess as to what the two of them had in their hands and were betting on.

"Three hundred points!" Jim declared, a sizeable bet to say the least, especially when all Stacy had was four hundred points and change by her name.

"Call!" She said easily eyeing her buried cards once again.

Like I said, the tension was thick at this point, after this hand, anything was possible and we all knew it. Not to mention the fact, there was a thirty minute time limit on that final level if Jim won.

"I wonder what he's going to ask someone to do?" Penny asked obviously excited to find out.

"He hasn't won yet," I reminded her, though the four acts Stacy could chose from where interesting enough if she won.

Diane rolled the next card, an Ace of Spades.

"Now it gets interesting," Mac declared looking on, as we all were.

"Your bet," Jim said eyeing his wife. She really had no other choice but to fold.

"All in," she declared.

Jim nodded his head and smiled, "It's a bet," he told her, "Lets see the last card."

Diane turned a Jack of diamonds. It was time to reveal, which she did. She had another Ace, giving her three of a kind. Jim however was still grinning as he rolled over a six and ten of diamonds. "Like you said, you can't win if you're not willing to gamble," he said smiling.

"Well, I guess that makes you the big winner of the evening," Stacy said eyeing him. "And no doubt, you're gonna want to see something pretty wild aren't you?" She then asked.

"I do yes...but, let me preface this before I tell you what I'd like to see, I don't want anyone here feeling like they have to do this just because I won this particular hand. If you'd decide you're prefer not to, then I understand, and won't hold anyone to it."

"What is it?" Diane asked almost as anxiously as we all were, her excitement obvious.

"Ok, here it is...and Stacy? You do get to chose who goes where here. But...I'd like to see Mac and Jack fucking you simultaneously, while Diane sits on my face, and Penny sits on my cock. Anyone have a problem with any of that?"

I knew without any doubt in my mind as big as Mac was, there was no way in hell Stacy was about to take his prick up her ass, which meant me. I certainly wasn't averse to doing that either, but it would be a first! Penny and I had discussed it before as well, though we'd only done that. Like I said, I wasn't exactly a slouch in the prick department either, though not nearly as big as Mac was, nor did the head of my prick look like it had a mushroom growing on top of the bat he had between his legs. A bit more tapered and slimmer, the one reason that Penny had even considered the possibility of trying it. Still...I found myself looking over towards her for approval, which she gave in a simple sentence.

"I might be more inclined to try that myself...once I've actually seen it done," she told me.

I knew then, I had my answer.

Not too surprisingly, Stacy retreated back to her stateroom for a few minutes, returning with a small little overnight bag. In it was myriad of various toys and accessories, including what I soon learned as some really slick anal lubricant.

"I love this stuff," she said handing the bottle to me. "And you will too," she winked.

Though Jim had of course indicated there was a lot more action that would be taking place here before too long, the main event as we all figured out, was seeing Mac fucking Stacy's cunt, with me in her ass simultaneously. As I lubed myself up, and then as Jim lubed up his wife's cute ass in preparation for that, Stacy slowly eased herself over the enormous, bulbous head of Mac's cock.

"Jesus Diane, how the hell do you take this fucker so easily anyway?" She asked, "And I thought I'd taken some big ones before...but holy fucking shit he's big!"

"Practice honey...practice. That...and a hell of a lot of patience!" she told her laughing as she watched Stacy ever so slowly finally slide down on Mac's massive pole. Even then she had to sit still for several moments, getting used to the feel of him inside her.

"As big as he is...I'm not sure I'll still be able to fit Jack's dick inside me comfortably," she then stated, though she looked back winking at me, letting me know she was ready regardless of that.

It was now or never. Kneeling between Mac's legs as he lay on the deck, I then positioned myself against Stacy's ass, taking my cock in hand and presenting it at the doorstop of her cute little buttonhole. I felt the well lubricated tip slowly slip in.

"Easy," she said cautioning me. "You're not quite so small either," she said though groaning pleasurably even as she said that. "Give me a moment to stretch a little so I can more easily fit you both," she then added. I took my time, inch by pleasurable inch until I felt my balls actually pressing against her cute tight ass.

"Damn!" Penny exclaimed as she stood there. I looked over, her hand was busily stroking Jim's cock, Diane was in fact fondling my wife's breasts, obviously their earlier Sapphic moment together had awakened some interest in continuation of that.

"Ok, now you can both move," Stacy just managed to breathe as Mac began to slowly thrust in and out of Stacy's cunt, me now doing the same through the back door, fucking her lovely tight ass.

"You mind if we wait a few before doing the rest of what you asked?" I heard Penny say. She was obviously enthralled by the activity taking place before her, and wanted to watch, as no doubt did Diane.

"I was just about to suggest that myself," he told them both. "Especially with you jacking me off while we do," he grinned wickedly. "Nothing like a nice hand or blow job while you're watching the movie," he joked. "And this...is far better than that!"

Once again I had to agree with him. I knew now, as I later learned Penny had, that this was something we would soon experience together. At the moment however, I was enjoying the sensation, oddly enough, of feeling Mac's magnificent prick driving in and out of Stacy's cunt, my own cock rubbing against his basically as we slid in and out of her together.

"Fucking A!" Mac exclaimed almost madly. "This is...fucking...good!"

"Yes...it is," Stacy squealed in delight, picking up the pace now herself, as she began thrusting herself up and down even harder than either one of us had been doing to her. I had to adjust my timing and rhythm in order to compensate, but soon I had, as the three of us now thrashed wildly together well on the way to a mind-blowing orgasm.

By the sounds of it, it was evident that Stacy was damn fucking close, her breathing escalated for one thing, but now every other word she uttered was an obscene one.

"Oh yeah...she's getting close now," Jim said providing the commentary. "As soon as she starts talking dirty, you know she's almost ready to come. A few more minutes now, and then she will, and no doubt when she does, you'll all be in for a pretty wild surprise!"

I was getting damn close myself, especially as I knelt there fucking her ass, listening to her.

"Oh fuck yeah...yeah, fuck my naughty cunt, my tight ass. That's it...fuck it, fuck me, fuck my pussy, fuck my ass...fuck it, fuck me...fuck me!"

It wasn't so much her scream that triggered my own release, though I'm sure that had a lot to do with it. But I felt this sudden wet explosion, which I sure as hell knew Mac had, that suddenly skyrocketed out of her cunt, spraying the two of us liberally with her own female nectar. I felt my prick suddenly balloon, and in the next instant I was hilting her as deeply as I could, reveling in the pure sweet eruption of my own magnificent discharge, feeling spurt after spurt as I filled Stacy's ass full of cum. Mac too was doing the same, his grunt telling us both in an instant that he was likewise splashing his seed as deeply inside her as I was. Stacy's almost eternal orgasm continuing, even the gush of her fluid continuing, the wetness of it now running onto the deck as everyone else looked on in wild unimaginable surprise.

"Ah fuck...squirt! Squirt! Squirt!" Jim cried out, unable to control it, my wife's hand now pumping his prick rapidly, aiming it down at Stacy as she turned facing him catching some of it in her mouth, those most of it on her face and breasts as Jim gave in to the too tempting pleasure himself.

"Damn...does this mean we don't get a turn?" Diane asked worriedly.

**

It had turned into one of the wildest nights Penny and I had ever known. Jim indeed got his wish a short time later, Mac, Stacy and I all looking on as Diane sat on his face, Penny riding his cock to a glorious little orgasm. It had been erotic as hell to watch them, as Penny later told me it had been exciting seeing me with my cock buried deeply inside Stacy's ass, Mac's enormous cock embedded within her pussy as we fucked her together there on the deck. Penny then candidly told me, she wouldn't mind trying a double fucking herself at some point...though preferably not with Mac for obvious reasons.

We had decided to enjoy another late night swim together as a way of refreshing ourselves and getting an invigorating boost from the water. No one had really said anything as we frolicked about in the waist deep water standing around one another, but then Diane surprised me by coming over to stand in front of me, her hand suddenly reaching down easily locating my dick. Within seconds, she'd begun stroking it back to hardness once again. I wondered if the girls hadn't actually discussed this previously perhaps, as Penny stood in front of Jim, no doubt doing the same thing to him that Diane was doing to me, Stacy with Mac as we all stood in a semi circle grinning and watching one another. With the buoyancy of the water making it easier, Diane drew me closer to her, placing the head of my prick against the opening of her cunt. Before I realized it, she'd wrapped her legs about my waist as I lifted her, impaling her simultaneously. All around us, everyone else was doing the same. The sight of three couples standing together fucking, the pleasured sighs of delight soon filling the night air, was a nice nightcap to end our erotic little evening with.

**

We got underway again bright and early, heading off towards the spot we'd originally wanted to reach the day before. Here, we planned on spending a couple of days anchored in this particular cove as there were some hiking trails nearby, along with some points of interest we all wanted to see. It was a large cove, and a popular one, so we were pretty confident we wouldn't have it all to ourselves when we arrived. And we didn't, though it also wasn't nearly as busy as we thought it would be when we pulled in. There was only one other houseboat similar to our own that had docked, and a couple of larger speedboats along with one cabin cruiser that had also pulled in.

We anchored a short distance away from everyone else, still trying to afford ourselves some privacy, though I was somewhat disappointed to see the girls all wearing their bikinis, tits covered up. We found a nice little spot on the beach, hauled out our gear including the barbeque and then went for a nice little hike together to explore some of the natural caves, petro-glyphs and take in the beautiful scenery where we'd anchored. Not too surprisingly, Jim had brought along his binoculars. We stood on one of the cliffs looking down into the cove where the boat was. Jim smiled handing over the binoculars to me.

"That's nice to know," he said continuing to smile. "It appears our neighbors aren't exactly prudes either!"

I took the glasses from him peering through them towards the houseboat. On the upper deck I saw two women sun-tanning together, neither one of them wearing a thing. Surprisingly, one of them appeared to be considerably older than the other, gray haired but even at this distance, certainly not unattractive. Moment's later two men came up on the upper deck carrying drinks, likewise naked. And once again, one of them appeared to be considerably older than the other, and I wondered momentarily as to their relationship.

Penny and I had treated ourselves to a quick, but thoroughly satisfying fuck inside one of the small caves nearby. It had been a naughty little adventure, made even more so by the near discovery of another couple who had actually walked by without coming inside to explore or investigate. I wondered if they had perhaps heard Penny's audible moans of pleasure as I stood there fucking her from behind, passing by without coming in to explore the cave upon hearing us. After coming out again a short time later, we in fact climbed up past a younger couple who were standing on the ledge overlooking the cove. They smiled knowingly at us as we passed them, and then headed back down to the cave we'd just come from. Penny and I wondered if perhaps they might not end up doing the same thing we'd just enjoyed doing ourselves.

By late in the afternoon we headed back down the cliffs to the cove and the boat. We began preparing dinner when Jim and I noticed the older gentleman, and the younger guy heading our way across the beach. Mac came over joining us as well just as they arrived.

"Since we're neighbors, thought we'd come over and introduce ourselves and ask you a question," the older man said introducing themselves. "I'm Tom, this is my son in law Brian," he began. Jim quickly introduced the three of us to them. "We were wondering, and thought we'd ask first, if you have any qualms or problems with us being nude on the beach while you're here," he asked politely. "We didn't want to upset or offend anyone if you did."

Jim laughed, explaining we'd been wondering the same thing ourselves, though admitting to having seen their wives lying out earlier on the upper deck of their houseboat. We then invited the four of them to join us for a barbeque later on the beach, a "come as you are" barbeque as he then called it, letting them know that we were certainly ok with it, and would be naked as well, though we hadn't as yet informed the girls what we'd just all agreed to.

"That sounds great!" Brian responded, and then suggested perhaps they send their wives over, calling them by name as Martha and Lucy, and let them introduce themselves to our wives, and perhaps coordinate the dinner menu together, and furnish whatever they had to supplement the meal we were planning on cooking later. We had plenty, so there wasn't any concerns of having enough to go around.

Most everyone else had pulled out before nightfall, only one other large speedboat remaining behind, which we soon learned was owned by the younger couple we'd bumped into earlier.

"Wouldn't be neighborly to not invite them," Penny stated, which we all agreed wouldn't be, so she and Stacy soon made their way over to their boat to invite them to join us for dinner.

"You might want to forewarn them however," I said grinning. "At least so they know what they might be walking into, or seeing...if they do decide to."

"Oh, I think they'll know," Stacy said, removing her bikini top, and then boldly walking along the beach with my wife by her side, though Penny wasn't quite as brave as Stacy was as they passed by the neighbors boat, heading towards the much smaller speed boat docked a short distance away.

"Well, one thing's for sure," Jim said grinning. "They'll either join us, or we might end up hearing them leave a few minutes from now once they discover there's going to be a lot of naked people running around on the beach tonight."

"Speaking of which," I responded. "I do find it interesting that that's obviously Lucy's parents who are with them, and they're obviously quite comfortable being around one another in the nude, don't you?"

"Not too terribly surprising no. I grew up in a fairly open-minded family as well. Saw my own parents, brothers and sisters in the nude quite often. Never made a big deal out of it either. So it might be, they're as like-minded as my own parents were."

"Maybe so...but just running around naked is one thing, doing anything else is something else entirely," I reminded him, letting him know we might not have the same luxury we'd enjoyed the evening before.

"Let's just see how it goes, play it by ear," he stated as we stood there watching the two girls return a few minutes later. "Well?" Jim then asked as they drew closer.

"Looks like a party!" Stacy grinned. "Dinner for twelve!"

**

The younger, recently married couple as we came to find out, David and Amber joined us for dinner. Though they'd indicated they had no problems with any of us being nude there on the beach, neither one of them had opted for doing that themselves, though Amber at least wore a rather skimpy bikini. She was fairly petite in size, small breasted in comparison to the rest of the girls, and perhaps a bit self conscious because of it. Though Stacy attributed their shyness to simply being newlyweds. Even so, they didn't at all seem to mind that everyone else was, especially David as his eyes seemed to be everywhere at once, taking everything in.

For myself, I found Martha to be the most intriguing woman there. She was obviously comfortable in her skin, which I found very refreshing. With a far less than perfect body, even at her age she was a very alluring and attractive woman. She had soft, mature looking breasts that were certainly not what they might have once been, but I found myself wondering what they would feel like. Twice now I had had to think about something else, feeling the arousal suddenly fattening my cock, and not wanting to embarrass myself in front of everyone else, though it was obvious I wasn't the only one having that problem. Mac too had actually walked into the water in order to hide his condition more than once, letting the cool water calm his erection. Jim and I had shared a secret chuckle over it too, we'd noticed both Amber as well as Lucy ogling Mac's prick on more than one occasion, along with everyone else's too of course, but his in particular.

"I wonder if he gets that a lot," I'd asked Jim jokingly, though Tom had overheard me and came up to us joining in.

"Only when he's butt naked like he is now," he said, "Whereas the girls...those with the fairly large breasts have to deal with that all the time, after all, even when they're clothed, you still know they have large tits. As with us...you really don't know unless we're running around like this. Even then..." He grinned as we watched Mac head back towards the beach, his dick though flaccid again, was still obviously a little aroused swinging to and fro as he approached us. "I know Lucy would enjoy seeing how big she could get it, but as for Martha, she's more into a man's ass, like yours Jack," he then told me unabashedly. "She's already commented on how attractive yours is, so watch out, I'm sure she'll be wanting to fondle it before the nights over."

Jim and I looked at one another briefly, knowingly. "So...I am curious, since you're all obviously related, but...it sounds like you're not adverse to..."

"Swinging on occasion?" Tom stated. "Hell no...we're members of a club in fact," he stated openly. "As are Brian and Lucy, which we actually discovered quite by accident truth be told. But after we did, we all just laughed it off and accepted it, even though we don't and won't fool around with each other. But we no longer have a problem fooling around in front of one another either, and have actually fucked in front of each other before, including while being on this trip. So some might find that a bit perverted even so, but...we have our limits and could care less what anyone else might think beyond that. How about the rest of you?" He then asked point blank.

"Stacy and I are used to the life-style ourselves," Jim told him. "Though for everyone else here, this is, and has been a bit of an eye-opening, learning experience. But even Jack here and his wife Penny, have certainly discovered new possibilities, haven't you?" He then asked turning towards me.

With the ongoing conversation, I'd felt my own arousal level escalate. I answered by excusing myself for a moment, smiling, and headed towards the water, hearing Jim and Tom laugh at me as I did so.

"Don't be too long in the water trying to cool down," Jim called out. "The steaks are nearly ready, we'll be sitting down to eat soon, and then you can more easily hide your erection then!" He teased, yelling it loud enough that I now had an interested audience on the houseboat following me as I emerged myself into the water. My wife even calling out to me then as she and Martha, along with Diane and Stacy began whistling and making catcalls towards me. At least it would be dark soon, though several on shore lanterns along with a small bon-fire had been set on the beach. We began serving up dinner. After that, we all sat about chatting getting to know one another a little better. As expected, the conversation once again turned towards the obvious, though it was Lucy, Stacy and Martha that actually brought the subject up as everyone else sat there listening in. I half wondered if poor David and Amber might get embarrassed by it and soon leave. But much to my surprise, they sat listening to the discussion with interest, though looking a bit embarrassed by some of it as the discussion got more and more intimate and detailed.

"Personally, I love watching Tom going down on another woman while I'm being fucked. He's got such a talented mouth and tongue, and I love seeing the looks and expressions on the woman's face while he's eating her. Usually they're all surprised at how good he really is at it. But then again, he enjoys doing it so much, I'm not surprised when they do find out, that's how good he really is," she finished smiling as though remembering.

"I wouldn't mind finding that out myself!" Stacy said openly, excitedly, even hinting at it when she did. "If no one has any objections?" She then asked looking around the group. Once again, only David and Amber looked unsure about it, but even they didn't raise any objections, nor excuse themselves to leave the group or the party as Stacy began spreading out one of the large blankets we'd brought down to the beach with us. If anything, though nervous as they might have been, I think they were curious to watch something like this actually happen while the two of them looked on.

"Well if they're going to be doing that," Martha then stated. "Like I said...I get way turned on watching Tom doing that, while I'm getting fucked myself, so...anyone adverse to my doing that?" she asked. I almost laughed, as one...everyone turned to look pointedly at the young couple.

"Feel free to do whatever you'd like," David said. "We might not actually participate ourselves, but we're not here to spoil everyone else's fun either!" Amber nodded her head in agreement, basically giving this party the green light to head off in an entirely unexpected direction. Having done so, Martha looked at Penny receiving a nod of approval from her in kind without having spoken a word.

By now, Stacy had positioned herself down on the blanket, everyone scooting their chairs over in order to see better as Tom now crawled up between her outstretched legs. "My wife really is quite an exhibionist herself," Jim stated as he sat there, unabashedly stroking his cock, which had immediately began hardening.

"I am!" Stacy called out laughing at her husband. "You're the one sitting there playing with yourself!" she teasingly scolded him.

Martha had positioned the chair she'd been sitting in, turning it around now standing behind it using it for support. "I prefer getting fucked this way while watching," she told me as I moved up behind her. "And that way, we can both see what's going on too," she then added. "And if you wouldn't mind Jack, take your time, take lots and lots of time. Go as slowly as you can while you're in me...until I let you know otherwise," she then smiled.

I was only more than happy to accommodate her, quite easily slipping my rock hard cock into her extremely wet pussy, though it was filling my hands with those soft pliable mature looking tits of hers that I initially relished the most.

Martha was certainly right about the other thing too, whatever Tom was doing to Stacy with his mouth, caused her eyes to pop open in serious delight. "Oh my god! You're going to have to teach Jim how to do that!" she exclaimed, getting an appreciative chuckle from everyone else, as they remained gathered around. Not too surprisingly, I looked over and saw Lucy as she stood next to Mac, her hand on his dick affectionately fondling it, just as Diane was now doing to Jim as she sat next to him. I was pleased when my wife stood up and wandered over standing next to Martha and I. And even more pleased when she leaned over taking one of Martha's breasts in her mouth and began sucking it. As she did that, Brian joined us, slipping his finger into Penny's cunt, teasing her with that as we all continued looking on, watching Tom as he sent Stacy into a whole new dimension.

Though they might have been hesitant in getting involved with anyone else, the pure sensual erotica taking place all around them had at least softened their own personal inhibitions. Still sitting in his chair, Amber at least had managed to remove her bikini, much to my surprise, accommodating her husband's prick as she slid into his lap, and onto his dick where the two of them began fucking alongside the rest of us, still watching, and now listening to Stacy's pure unadulterated moans of pleasure. She came with a deep-throated moan that seemed to start from her toes before making its way out of her mouth, convulsing and bouncing around wildly for several long moments afterwards.

"Next?" Tom grinned leaning up, licking his lips. It didn't surprise me at all when Penny made her way over, taking Stacy's place there on the blanket, with Stacy now motioning for Brian to join her there still laying next to them.

"Come fuck me baby...get it while it's still hot," she told him lustfully.

Penny's eyes did nearly the same thing that Stacy's had. Whatever talent Tom possessed was evident, and I knew immediately that Penny would be wanting him to be teaching me whatever it was as well. As much as Penny loved the way I went down on her, and almost preferred oral pleasure more than anything else, I then knew, I still had a few tricks to learn myself, no matter how proficient I thought myself to be.

"Now...you can fuck me harder," Martha moaned, her pussy becoming a frothy, slippery mixture of our combined lubrications, though it was still the feel of those marvelous tits of hers in my hands that I was really getting off on. Her nice-sized nipples were extremely hard, long and were damn fun to roll around between my fingers. It was evident that she was likewise enjoying my breast stimulation of them, urging me to now pull on them a little harder than I had been as I likewise began thrusting in and out of her slick wet cunt a bit more forcefully too.

"That's it Jack, that's it. Just like that yes! Oh my god that feels good, your prick is so nice and hard, and fucking my pussy so deeply. Yes...yes, pull on my nipples too, that's it, that's it! Pinch them, pull on them...fuck me!"

Ok, maybe it had something to do with this older woman, this woman older than my own mother in fact, who was so obviously aroused, spewing sex words now that were extremely hot and arousing to hear as she said them. The intensity of my own arousal escalating dramatically, so much so I now found myself struggling with shooting my wad inside her far too soon. Though she seemed to sense that, now humping back against me, spearing herself on my shaft.

"When you're ready, squirt on my tits," she told me. "I want to see you squirt on my tits," she said again, sounding as though she were already in the throes of orgasm, which I then realized, she was. Sloppy wet and creamy as she already was, I felt a sudden surge of additional warm moisture suddenly bathe my prick, so much so that it ran down her legs, likewise bathing my balls in its rich creamy nectar. She didn't exactly cry out, she didn't need to. Her cunt screamed for her, exploding in a series of contractions that surprised me, her pussy gripping my prick in ways I had never felt before as she came.

Up until that very moment, whatever control I had evaporated, and I felt the beginning of what I knew then would be a very intense orgasm begin.

"Fuck! Here it comes!" I announced.

Quicker than I thought her capable of moving, especially under the circumstances, Martha un-cunted me, wrapping those incredible breasts of hers around my cock, using them to finish jacking me off with as the first glorious spurt of my cream splashed directly against her chin. I noticed even as I stood there spurting against her that Amber's eyes seemed glued on what I was doing, seconds later leaning back whispering something into her husband's ear. He smiled, his eyes growing wide as she said that, whatever it was.

"You sure?" He asked her loudly enough I could overhear him, now rubbing the head of my dick specifically against Martha's nipples, enjoying the feel of those hard little tips as they teased my almost now too tender dick tip which continued to dribble out droplets of my cream against them.

Amber nodded her head, her face flushed excitedly, expectantly.

Penny had climaxed herself almost at the same time I had, though she later told me it was seeing me spurting against Martha's tits which had triggered her own orgasmic release. Once again Tom sat up expectantly, but it was David speaking up before he could, which surprised everyone.

"Um, uh...can I ask something?" he stammered a little hesitantly, almost sheepishly, though it was Amber who looked even more embarrassed and uncertain, though extremely flushed and excited.

"Go for it," Jim said answering, taking immediate notice that something monumental was to be asked for here.

Once again David looked at his wife seeking her assurance, but by the look in her eyes, he got it, found the boldness to state whatever it was. He took a breath finding the courage to do so, and then spoke.

"For a very, very long time now, Amber's had a particular fantasy she once told me about, and one in which we've actually discussed a number of times. Upon until now..." he paused taking another nervous breath, "We didn't ever think it was one she would ever realize, if you knew more about us, and where we lived, you'd know it's something that for us at least, is virtually impossible."

"Go on," Jim said encouraging him. "Spit it out, your amongst friends here, and obviously I don't think anyone of us will be shocked or offended by anything you have to say or ask us about."

That seemed to be the one thing he needed to hear, grinning, and then told us what it actually was. "We've never done anything...like this I mean," he said speaking for he and his wife both. "But...Amber's had this fantasy, about having several men coming on her...all over her in fact, and then...afterwards, feeling a woman's hands rubbing it in, all that spent cream into her skin afterwards. She's never even been touched by another woman before, let alone the cum thing, but...like I said, this seems like the one and only opportunity we may ever have to experience something like that...so, she...well we actually, were wondering..."

I had just shot my wad, a rather large one in fact, but already I felt the jolt of interest coursing through my dick upon hearing that. Even more amazingly, all the girls were smiling as well, including my wife who immediately walked over, taking Amber's hand and helping her up off her husband's lap, his dick sticky, smeared with her juices as she stood on her feet, slapping against his chest as she did that. He might not have been quite as big as the rest of us, but he was just as fucking hard if not more so.

"I've often fantasized about that myself," Penny told her leading her over towards the blanket. She then looked around at the group of grinning men standing about now, which included myself. "But I think...watching it will be just as exciting," she told the young woman.

"Ok if some of us help the men out?" Stacy wondered, though Diane immediately concurred with that idea, leading Mac over to stand beside Amber there on the blanket, still holding his dick.

"Oh yes...that would be even better, watching that," Amber spoke finally shedding her shyness.

"Any preferences?" Jim asked as he took a spot above her with Martha now coming up behind him, taking his dick in her hand as she began playing with it. One by one we all took a spot, including her husband who stood over and closer to her head, jerking himself slowly off as we all began doing the same.

Lucy began fondling me, as Stacy began playing with Brian, and my wife began stroking Tom's equally nice sized cock, not quite as large as Mac's was, but still amazingly big, hard and strong, even more so for a man in his sixties. Six hard cocks were now being stroked as we all stood above where Amber lay on the blanket, looking up at us all, and now playing with herself. It was erotic as hell to look down, watching this young, somewhat innocent woman so lewdly masturbating herself without any inhibitions now whatsoever. The lust, full in her eyes as she glanced about, enjoying the vision of seeing six hard pricks being fondled and played with, knowing that one by one they would soon be spurting their combined spunk down upon her.

Mac was the first amongst us to jettison his load, though he'd been horny forever as he'd latter admitted it, and then unleashed an enormous amount of spunk onto her as Diane cried out in delight, aiming and pointing his prick down towards Amber as he stood there. Just watching a good half dozen forceful squirts splashing against her was the trigger for Brian's prick to shoot off next. Stacy picking each of Amber's breasts in which to cover with Brian's cream as he leaned forward, Stacy moving his still squirting cock back and forth against them as though fighting a fire.

"Oh fuck yes that feels hot!" Amber cried out, her fingers still busily working her pussy, slapping her lips with the palm of her hand as Stacy shook out the last few driblets of Brian's spunk. Almost the moment he had finished, Tom stepped up.

"Her feet! Her feet!" he asked as my wife aimed is prick down towards Amber's toes, pulling and pumping it a couple of more times before the first streak of pleasure exploded from his dick, hitting each of them squarely. He was still squirting on those when Jim's cock added to the onslaught, with Martha literally walking his squirts just as Amber had requested...from head to toe, though his last couple fell ankle short of reaching the mark. Tom's spending had more than made up for Jim's miss however, with Amber's body now glistening wet, sticky in the glowing fire's light.

That left only David and I as the only two who hadn't come on her yet, though I was still several minutes away even then of coming a second time myself. I knew when I did, it wouldn't be a lot, not after that incredible spending I'd enjoyed against Martha's tits, but I also knew exactly where it would go. The one spot where surprisingly everyone had missed, either on purpose or by accident remained untouched...her naval. David now stepped over, straddling his wife from above, aiming his prick downwards towards her face.

"Whenever you're ready," he told her grinning at her almost like a madman, his prick swollen purple, the head of which even I could see was throbbing as he held it in check.

"Now! Give it to me now!" Amber shouted looking up at her husband as he stood there towering over her. He fisted it, jacking it once...twice, and then squirted.

Up until that very moment, I thought Mac came more than anyone I'd ever see before, but even his series of powerful, long thick ropes of semen held nothing in comparison to those of David's. In all my life I've never seen a guys prick squirt that much cream before. After the seventh such ejaculation, I along with everyone else actually began counting, seeing him place most of it into her waiting mouth until it was too full to contain any more of it. She closed her mouth, cheeks bulging without swallowing it, though she sat up, allowing it to pour down between her breasts, saturating them even more than they already were. And still David continued to pump out his semen, though finally at least, it wasn't exploding from the tip of his cock in the same furious manner it had originally began with. Still...he continued to milk it out.

"Nine...ten...eleven! Twelve! Fuck! Thirteen!" Came the final count from Stacy as she now reached over, her hand coming around David's cock, replacing his hand as she shook it, cum spittle still being milked out as she playfully waggled his finally spent dick.

It was then I felt my own, walking forward as David weak in the knees finally stepped away. I gave her one, perhaps two decent little squirts before the rest of it merely dribbled from my prick tip, but I managed to get all if not most of it directly onto and across her belly, more importantly her naval which is just where I intended to place it.

Amber was, a cum sticky mess. She truly was covered from head to toe quite literally, but the show was far from over.

**

The six of us had pretty well collapsed back down into our chairs, watching as a sea of women suddenly knelt down beside Amber as she lay there. Hands and fingers were everywhere at once, massaging in the rich thick cream into her body, smearing what appeared to be every square inch of her. She moaned, writhing about pleasurably, especially when Martha inserted her fingers into the young woman's cunt and slowly, ever so slowly finger-fucked her to orgasm as she lay there, her breasts played with, her toes, Stacy running her fingers around the young woman's mouth and ears as she screamed out what David told us later as being the loudest most intense orgasm he'd ever seen or heard his wife have before.

He thanked us, as they both did. When she was able, Amber immersed herself in the water, and then hand in hand, they walked off into the night towards their boat. David had already told us earlier they'd be heading back towards the main dock by sunrise. Saying our farewells, we waved good-bye to them watching them go.

"I wonder if they'll ever do something like that again," I asked no one in particular. Both Jim and Tom chuckled at that. "What?"

"I wouldn't bet against it," they both said. "I have a feeling that's not the only fantasy the two of them have shared with one another, and now that she's experienced hers, five will get you ten he'll eventually experience one of his. And I'm even willing to be on what that might be too," Jim roared laughing aloud.

**

We all sat around sipping on our drinks as we slowly began collecting ourselves. It was then that Stacy and Martha came wandering over with several air mattresses and a battery powered pump.

"Make yourselves useful," Stacy told us, "Blow these all up while the girls have a bit of a chat," she then said gathering the rest of the women up as Mac and I began un-boxing the brand new air mattresses as Jim began filling them with air.

"I wonder what they're up to?" Brian asked, though Tom seemed to already know the answer to that.

"Well considering the fact that most of the girls still haven't climaxed yet, I'm willing to bet that these air mattresses we're fixing up here aren't just meant to sleep on," he explained knowingly. "But...it will be interesting to see what it is they come up with here when they do."

They were gone for a short time but came back with a bowl, five small pieces of paper contained inside it. By then we had blown up five full-sized air mattresses and had placed them all together forming a rough unequal square there on the beach.

"Ok, now what?" Mac asked curiously, as we all were.

Stacy handed him the bowl. "Draw a slip of paper," she told him, which he did. "But don't look at the name yet," she added. "And then pass it on to the next guy and so on." The girls quickly walked over, each taking one of the individual air mattresses and lay down on it. We had all drawn out a name and sat anxiously waiting.

"Ok...now you can look," Penny stated as one by one, each of us unfolded the slip we were holding.

"What if we get our own spouse?" Mac asked curiously.

"Luck of the draw then," Diane said winking at him. "So...did you?"

Mac looked at the name on his paper. "No...but was just wondering," he said holding his up to show he'd drawn Martha's name. She grinned, though for a moment her look at his rapidly ballooning dick gave her pause.

"How good's he with his tongue?" Martha asked, Diane laughing. Martha now laughing in return. "No...seriously!" She said looking at Mac's monster of a cock as it continued to grow in size and length.

"You won't have anything to complain about," Diane assured her.

"No, I'd imagine not," Martha said reaching up to grab hold of Mac's dick with two hands as she pulled him down onto the mattress with her.

The only exception to that rule was when it was discovered that Tom had drawn Lucy's name.

"Not that I haven't thought about it...but," Tom freely confessed showing he held his daughters name in his hand as her face reddened at the comment, though she did giggle upon hearing that.

I then opened mine, saw that I'd drawn my own wife's name out. And though I certainly wouldn't have minded keeping it that way, I then suggested that perhaps the two of us switch partners, which worked out for everyone. That paired Stacy with Brian, Diane with Jim as we all walked over to settle down with our respective drawn partners. I settled myself down onto the air mattress with Lucy, and began toying with what I learned were very sensitive, and highly aroused hardened nipples.

"Something you should know first," she then told me with a bit of a worried look on her face.

"What?"

"I have...a bit of an anomaly, though I don't really look at it that way, but you might." I looked at her curiously, waiting.

"I doubt that, so tell me."

"I have...two clits!"

"Excuse me? You have what?"

"Here...it's easier to show you," she then said, spreading herself open as I leaned forward. I was surprised when she actually handed me a flashlight. "Here...use this."

I looked, but it didn't appear to me as though she had two, though the one she did have was a little larger than any I'd seen, and I told her so.

"Here, now look," she said again skinning the clitoral covering back a bit. Even then the small tiny additional little nodule that did seem to appear looked far smaller than any clit I'd ever seen either.

"That's a clit? A second clit?" I asked whispering.

"Yes, when I was born, the doctor's actually told my mother that I should have been twins, a boy and a girl, but something happened, so I didn't develop that way. But that partially accounts for why I am so small breasted too," she added. And wouldn't even have had these large of tits without hormonal injections in the beginning. But now my body has balanced itself out, I have what I have, which includes having two clits. And I assure you, I do. You can touch either one, and I feel pleasure from both separately, independently from one another. But when you touch them both at the same time, that level of pleasure intensifies...two fold."

"Well if that's true...and I take your word that it is, I'd say, you've got the best of all possible anomalies!"

"So you don't mind? Don't find it too freakish?" she asked. I answered her by lying down, and then sucking both of her clits into my mouth.

**

If I thought the evening before was wildly erotic, it was nothing in comparison to the way this one was turning out too. I had indeed driven Lucy crazy with my tongue, lapping away at, and sucking on her two tender clits together until she'd literally screamed out her orgasm into the night, adding fuel to all the lustful fires burning around us.

Just laying there beneath the star filled sky, listening to the grunts and groans happening all around us, the slap of flesh, the sounds of liquid slick pleasure being played with, cries of ecstasy almost continuous was beyond anything even remotely imaginable. I lay there listening to the all too familiar sounds of my wife's whimpering sweet climax, my cock just then lurching, spilling yet another pleasurable load inside Lucy's mouth as she sucked it, and draining it. All about us, the dominos falling as one by one cries of pleasure and orgasmic delight filled the quiet of the still night.

**

I woke to the feel of warm sunlight caressing my face, the feel of a body pressed closely to mine, opening my eyes to look down at the contented, serene look in my wife's face as I held her head in the crook of my arm.

I sat up looking about, most everyone else around me still asleep, though Mac was gone, Diane lying alone, as was Tom and Martha amongst those who were up and about already. Hearing the splash of water I looked over and saw Tom heading back in our direction off our boat, carrying what looked to be like a coffee pot along with several cups he'd carried by sliding a stick through the handles of each with. Seeing me up he smiled.

"Coffee?"

"Oh hell yes! Thank you," I said easing my wife's head back to the mattress, and then slowly extricating myself from her still sleeping form as I joined Tom sitting down in the chairs.

"Where are Mac and Martha at?" I wondered curiously.

"Where else?" Tom said laughing. "Fishing of course, well sort of anyway," he then added. "They're out on the stern, two poles in the water, though when I dropped by to pour them some coffee, Mac had his pole in Martha, so he's doing a little angling there too while they're fishing," he laughed once again. I couldn't help but laugh with him, just imagining that.

"Mac must be happy as a clam then. He loves to fish, and if he can fuck while doing it, even better," I snickered, as Penny woke just then having heard me.

"What's so funny?" she asked, now smelling the coffee as Tom poured her one.

"Morning sweetie, we were just talking about Mac and how he loves to fish so much."

"Yeah, that's Mac all right, but what's so funny about that?" My wife asked taking a sip of her coffee.

"Well because, he's just earned himself a new nick-name, fish-fucker!" I told her, especially after what Tom just told me. Said he saw them on the stern of the boat, Mac with a pole in his hand, and his pole in Martha at the same time."

"You're kidding me! Now that's funny!" Penny quipped trying to imagine it.

"Not only that...but Martha had her pole in hand as well, leaning over the railing, Mac sitting there sliding in and out of her, trolling his line. Damndest thing I've ever seen."

"Sounds like we need to find a nick name for Martha too then," Penny mused, wondering at what we might come up with.

"Best that we don't come up with any sort of a fishy nickname," Tom responded with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah, maybe not," Penny agreed, and then we all got a good laugh as we sat there thinking about it anyway.

**

Although we had planned on spending an additional day here, Tom had told us that they had been planning on pulling out and moving on to a spot unofficially called Pirates Cove. It was named that because of an old sunken ship, a rather large sailing vessel had gone down in about forty to fifty feet of water. A group of amateur divers had found it, and over time had created a sort of secret club whose members would come out and dive on the ship for fun. The reason it had some secrecy behind it was due to the fact that it had become a bit of a secret game being played within the club. Members would hide valuable artifacts on board the ship, leaving things there for other members of the club to look for. A manifest of discovered/found items was then posted and listed on the website.

"So you mean you actually hide stuff on the ship for other people to look for?" I asked Tom curiously.

"Yes, that's part of the fun of it, we'll be hiding some jewelry on this trip ourselves, about two thousand dollars worth in fact."

"Damn, seems like an expensive hobby if you ask me," I told him to which he laughed at.

"Only if you don't find anything in return. So far, we've been coming here every year in order to do this, and right now, we're well over the twenty thousand dollar mark in discovery's found. It's kind of a fun and interesting challenge to look for things, and then when we do, listing and posting them on the club's manifest so that others can see what they missed, or overlooked. Anyway, we're headed up there today so we can dive on the wreck sometime later this afternoon. You're certainly welcome to come with us."

Martha had wandered over at this point and had been listening. "Have you ever gone scuba diving or snorkeling Jack?" she asked me.

"Snorkeling a few times yes, but even then nothing too elaborate."

"Have you ever made love under water while snorkeling?" she then asked.

"No, I can honestly say I haven't," I said grinning at her. "Though that does sound interesting."

"Oh it is...trust me. Nothing like it, especially under the water. It's like floating in space perhaps, a sense of weightlessness, freedom of movement unlike anything you have ever experienced before. You really should come with us, and though you certainly wouldn't be expected to actually dive on the wreck as we're planning on doing, I do think you and your wife might find it an interesting experience to enjoy yourselves under the water without any limitations of movement getting in the way."

I rather liked the idea of that, and had soon discussed it with everyone else. We decided then to up anchor and follow our new found friends up to Pirate's cove and spend the next couple of days there.

**

We arrived at Pirates Cove late in the afternoon. Not too surprisingly, we were the only one's there as we pulled in. Tom had told me there really wasn't any sort of beach area there, the water being as deep as it was. Though he did point out to me some cliffs that we could dive from, taking in their small skiff if we decided to spend some time doing that. The waters were calm, and at the moment crystal clear. Far below we could make out the outline of the sunken ship partially buried in the sand below us.

"Surprised there aren't any other members of your club here," I told him.

"There won't be. We actually schedule our time here, so that that doesn't happen. This is our week to dive on the wreck, and no doubt, next week someone else will be up here doing the same thing as we are, which is why everyone always brings something with them to hide someplace on the ship for others to attempt to find, and then of course look for things that others have likewise left while being here."

"Wow, that's an interesting little club you belong to," I told him as Brian, Lucy and Martha began checking out their diving gear in preparation for their first dive.

"We'll check everything out and make sure it's functioning properly, hide the things we've brought with us and then return. After that, Martha and Brian will show any of you who wish to try it out, how to scuba dive, and have some fun doing it. Then tomorrow, we'll actually dive the ship and see if we can find anything that others might have left for us to look for."

We watched the four of them slip into the water, their tanks, weights, and scuba gear soon disappearing beneath the surface, the trace of their air bubbles remaining behind as they slipped into the depths of the water below us.

"Well, while they're doing that, how about we fix some lunch and then perhaps head over to the cliffs as Tom suggested and spend some time diving off them for fun later?" Mac suggested. It sounded like a good idea, so we did that, an hour later everyone piling into the small boat that Tom and Martha had brought along with them.

It was an easy climb and relatively safe so that no one felt nervous, though Diane did have a bit of a fear of heights. Yet even she made the climb up the cliffs to the ledge that Tom had pointed out to us earlier. It was a beautiful view from up there, allowing us to see well out onto the lake, and more easily able to actually see the wreck below us when the water remained calm enough in order to do so.

We all took turns diving off the twenty foot cliff into the crystal clear water below us, returning back up to the ledge to do so again, or as the girls now decided to do, to simply lie there in the sun drying off. Once again, it was a pleasant sight to see three very gorgeous naked ladies lying there in the sun. Not too surprisingly, Jim, Mac and I were all soon sporting needful erections.

Having seen that, the girls then decided it might be fun for the three of them to kneel down there on the ledge overlooking the water below, the three of us mounting them from behind, fucking each of them doggy-style side by side. Jim had even brought along his camera, and set it up on the self-timer in order to get a picture of the three of us doing that. It turned out to be one of the wildest pictures I'd ever seen done, and I was half tempted to frame it and mount it on the wall at home afterwards.

"God what a beautiful day!" My wife said as I knelt behind her, my prick slowly easing in and out of her deliciously wet cunt.

"Isn't it though?" Diane agreed as Mac likewise slid his dick in and out of his wife next to us.

Jim and Stacy completed the fuck sandwich on our other side, enjoying the moment and the sensation of so pleasurably fucking their on the cliffs overlooking the water below.

"You know, what might actually be fun when we're ready to go back, is to jump off here still connected," he said grinning at his wife, though Stacy looked at him with a dubious expression on her face.

"A flying fuck?" I laughed though Jim was obviously serious about trying it, even though Stacy appeared less than enthusiastic.

"How about I just suck your dick on the way down instead?" She asked him. "Though once we hit the water, don't blame me if I inadvertently bite your dick off."

"I take it that's a no then," Jim grinned back at her.

We settled for a group jump holding onto one another hands, leaping from the ledge together, but not before each one of us had jettisoned a nice thick creamy load into our wives respective cunts before doing so. And even then, not before promising to treat them to a nice leisurely oral stimulation in return while waiting for our four friends to emerge from their diving experience.

**

We were in the process of doing just that, the three girls pleasurably lying side by side on the upper deck as the three of us teased their respective clits with our tongues when we heard our four friends returning.

"Damn, I was almost there again!" Penny told me. She'd already enjoyed one very nice satisfying climax, and was well on her way to another when the three of us got up in order to help Martha, Brian, Lucy and Tom back on board the boat.

"How'd it go?" I asked as we helped them stow away their gear. Tom smiled holding up a small wooden box he had found.

"After we hid the things we brought with us, and while doing that, I ran across this," he informed everyone, though as yet he hadn't opened it. "Shall we see what we found down there?"

It was actually exciting in a way. Even though they weren't diving on some wreck that had a lost or ancient treasure on board, it was still actually fun to wonder what it was they had found, not to mention the value of whatever it might actually be. Tom had stated that one of the club members was pretty eccentric, and had actually started the whole thing. He was rich beyond anyone's wildest dreams, and got a bit of a kick of hiding fairly valuable items on board the ship, waiting for others to find them and post their discoveries on the clubs website. It was known that one item in particular never had been found as yet, though many had been looking for it. A diamond necklace reported to be valued at well over two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Tom told us about that as he stood there holding onto the very weathered looking box.

"This one's obviously been down there a while," he said grinning. "So who knows...maybe."

"Open the damn thing!" Martha scolded him. "And by the way...just so you all know, since you're with us, and since we count you all as friends, you all have an equal share in whatever items we find here," she informed us, which surprised all of us hearing her say that, though Brian and Lucy as well as Tom himself were in total agreement with what she'd just told us.

I was waiting for the drum roll, and sure enough, Mac managed to give Tom one with his fingers pounding away on the railing as we stood there waiting for him to open the small little box.

It took him a moment to pry open the lid, but as he did, he looked inside, his eyes growing very, very wide.

"Well? What is it...what did you find?" Martha asked.

"Well, unfortunately, it's not the diamond, but it's not something to laugh at either," he told her, he then produced what appeared to be a small key. Not an old key, but a rather plain looking ordinary one. "If memory serves me right, I remember seeing this on the manifest of things as yet still undiscovered, amongst the top three most valuable items hidden away on the ship. If I'm correct, this will unlock a safety deposit box. Inside that box just waiting to be claimed, is fifty thousand dollars in cash!"

"Fifty thousand dollars?" Penny asked incredulously. "You're serious? And you're serious about what you said earlier?" she then asked.

"I am," he grinned looking towards my wife. "And that means that each of us would get..."

"Eight thousand, three hundred and thirty three dollars and thirty three cents...each," Mac said having already worked up the figures in his head. "I'm an accountant by trade, and do that for a living," he said as he stood there grinning, his prick suddenly growing larger and larger with each passing moment. Diane laughed looking down at her husband.

"Most men get aroused looking at Playboy, Mac here, gets a woody every time the stock market goes up."

"Well, speaking of woody's," Tom said, "This calls for some sort of a celebration. Martha? I think it's time we break out the Magnum of the Don'Perinon we brought along with us in the event we found anything of real value. I think it's safe to say that we have, and thus it's time for a real celebration!"

We soon sat there on the deck, sipping our drinks, enjoying our sudden unexpected good fortune together.

"One thing about this bubbly stuff that always gets to me," Martha spoke several minutes later. Tom grinned, he obviously knew where she was heading with this.

"What's that?" My wife asked her curiously.

"Well for one, not only does it make me very, very horny...but it also tends to really bring out the wild side in me as well."

I couldn't help but notice Martha did look a bit more devilish than usual, and whatever it was she was thinking at the moment, no doubt would prove to be very interesting.

"What do you have in mind?" Penny pressed, now looking a bit more wicked than normal herself.

"Something I'd like to share with the girls, if they're interested," she said grinning more evilly now. "Though it will require a little bit of help from the boys in the beginning," she informed us all. "So...anyone interested in hearing what it is? And before I do that...keep in mind, it is rather naughty," she now grinned, looking like a Cheshire cat as she said that.

Stacy was now obviously much interested as well. "Spill it you wicked old woman!" Stacy said lovingly, not at all meaning it as an insult, which Martha didn't take it as being either. Still grinning, even more so.

"What I need...are lots and lots and lots of cum in my pussy," she then said turning towards the rest of us as we stood there looking on, listening to her. "But I don't think that's going to be a particular problem, since I think there will be plenty of available volunteers here."

"Except for me..." Brian said actually frowning.

"Personally Brian, since you're not my son, I wouldn't have a problem with you doing that, at least this once. But that's entirely up to you and Lucy to decide. But...there are other options here too. I am sure that one of these other ladies would be more than happy to take a mouthful of your cum for me, and then put it where I actually want it to go. So one way or the other, we'll include yours as well. Now then...who'd like to go first?" she then asked.

No one still had any idea as to what it was she was up to, and she didn't offer to explain things any further at the moment yet either. So...one by one, each of us took a turn, Martha having oddly enough placed herself in such a position as to be nearly standing on her head as the rest of us took turns, fucking her cunt until such time as we jettisoned our massive loads inside of her. So much so, that even with her nearly standing on her head, it appeared to look like it would bubble out of her and flow over she was filled with so much of our combined cum.

Last but not least, it was Brian's turn. And though Lucy had already told him that under the special celebratory circumstances, she didn't mind it at all if he actually fucked her mother, it was decided instead that as Penny held Martha's pussy open, Lucy would instead jack her husband off, him shooting his cream into the gapingly wide maw of her cunt, now filled nearly to the brim as it was with more sperm than I'd ever seen collected in one place before.

"Fuck! Just seeing that's hot!" Brian said as Lucy lovingly jacked her husband off, soon causing him to spurt out his cream into his mother-in-laws pussy, technically never touching it himself as he did so.

"Ok...now what?" Penny asked obviously excited, as they all were. Wondering what it was that Martha had in mind to happen next.

"The rest of you girls, lie down on the deck, I'm about to show you," she told them all. As with Brian, Lucy was the only one who didn't, though she was and appeared just as excited to see this as were the rest of them though slightly disappointed nevertheless.

Doing as they'd been asked to do, Penny, Diane and then Stacy placed themselves side by side from one another, though just far enough apart so as to accommodate Martha as she hurriedly scrambled over, cupping her cunt with the palm of her hand so as not to lose any more of the combined drippings as was possible.

"Oh my!" Penny said as Martha slid her legs up and over between my wife's, effectively scissoring her.

"You've heard of two women sharing a cum-swap yes?" she now asked. "Well this is a bit like that," she told her hotly. "Now, lift up your ass just a little. Yes...that's it, perfect. If one of you gentlemen would like to lend us a hand here, I'm about to pour out the contents of my cunt into Penny, while kissing her lips to lips as it were. After that...when she's filled up to the brim, it will be her turn with one of the others!"

"Fuck me!" Jim said his eyes as big around as saucers as I knelt down at the side of my wife, lending my strength in keeping her ass perfectly tilted as we all watched the rather decadent, almost obscene cum dripping from Martha's cunt into my wife's. After nearly most of it had, Martha then pressed herself even more fully against her, grinding, pressing, and teasing her with the most erotic pussy-to-pussy fuck I had ever seen before.

And it wasn't long either before Penny was crying out in sheer sweet bliss as her orgasm claimed her, everyone else looking on, Lucy in fact now finger-fucking herself, no doubt wanting to participate.

"You know what," Martha said looking over towards her. Rather than me doing each one of you, how about...Penny here, now doing to Lucy what I just did to her. How's that sound?"

Ecstatic, Lucy hurriedly found a place for herself, Brian now supporting her ass in the same way I'd supported Penny. I watched as my wife now slid in between Lucy's legs, hovering just above her, the lewd drip of spunk once again dripping from my wife's cunt, filling the gaping hole of Lucy's cunt as Stacy held it apart for her. Once she too had been filled, Penny then mashed her pussy against Lucy, the grind of girl-girl fucking once again taking place.

We might have all quite recently emptied our pricks, but each one of us was within moments again sporting sizeable erections, especially Mac as he stood there fisting himself unabashedly.

"If you need more," he grinned enthusiastically, "Shouldn't be more than a couple of minutes," he promised.

One by one, the girls each took a turn with one another, Lucy now mashing her pussy against Diane's, the sloppy, decadent cum drip continuing from one cunt to another, the sounds of squishy obscene play being heard, cocks being jacked again, while the rest of us looked on. And as Mac had indeed promised, he soon walked over, depositing a fresh new addition to his wife's cunt as Diane took a turn humping her. Stacy completed the cycle, receiving an extra dose of cream from both Brian as well as myself, finally mounting Martha again, who now accepted what was left, putting it all right back where it had originally come from.

"Ok...now that was naughty!" I grinned enthusiastically, still hard as a rock even though I had just cum for the second time only a few short moments ago.

**

After finally collecting ourselves, sitting there discussing the erotic, sensual, yet wickedly wanton display we'd all witnessed, we settled down for the evening meal, enjoying the sunset together, opening more bottles of wine, our mood more mellow now as the night stars filled the sky.

"Is everyone too mellow to go for an evening frolic together in the water?" Tom asked.

No one was, and in fact it sounded like a rather promising idea. Slipping over the side sandwiched between the two houseboats, it was almost pitch black, even swimming next to one another, it was virtually impossible to see who was who unless someone spoke. Literally bumping into one another as we all sat there treading water, I soon felt one pair of hands, and then another fondling my ass or my dick, my own hands doing the same, finding and latching onto a soft pair of breasts, hard taut nipples, going from one person to the next as we all were. It was impossible for the most part to tell who was who initially, though there was no mistaking Martha's soft breasts as I reached around, cupping them in my hands playing with them as someone else happily fucked her from in front while I did.

I'd never before experienced an underwater blowjob until that night either, actually coming in someone's mouth, though I had no idea who's at the time. Having done that, I was already looking forward to the next day when as promised, Martha and Tom would teach Penny and I how to scuba dive, and have some wickedly erotic fun while doing it.

After a rather exhausting, but highly exciting day, we soon headed off to our beds for some much needed sleep.

**

The following day, as promised, Tom and Martha instructed Penny and I in the basics of scuba diving. Once we'd gotten used to the breathers and became more confident and comfortable in their use, the two of them took us down about twenty feet, letting us get used to the pressure under water for one, but for another, allowing us to experience the exhilaration and freedom of movement, the likes of which neither one of us had experienced before.

Treading water, while trying to mess around was taxing at best. But here, some twenty feet below the surface, naked save for the single tanks on our backs, swim fins and masks, Penny and I embraced. We came together in a sensual ballet, which allowed us to fuck in a myriad of positions, tumbling at times, rolling, still fucking and loving every sensual moment of it. All of which, thanks to Tom and his underwater camera, were captured on film. All too soon our time was up, the others waiting anxiously on the boat for their turns as we all enjoyed one of the most sensual experiences any of us had ever known.

"I can see why you enjoy doing this so much," I told Tom as we sat on deck removing our gear, passing it on to Mac and Diane to try.

"Well that...and what's down there," he said reminding us why they were here in the first place. "With luck, we'll find something else, perhaps even that still missing diamond, if in fact it really exists," he added. "It would be just like for that old fart to tease us with the legend of having done that, but then not really put something like that down there. People have been searching for it for years, but without any luck whatsoever in finding it...so far anyway. But...it is one of the reasons that keeps us coming back, keeps the interest and the club growing. So we do. And as we do, we enjoy being with one another, meeting new friends, just like we've done this time."

"I hope, we'll continue to be friends," I said honestly. "I wouldn't mind making this an annual event, and I'm sure the rest of us would be in agreement with that too."

"Well then, let's plan on it. And tell you what...later on this afternoon, if you're interested, Brian and I will take you down to the wreck if you think you'd enjoy doing that. It's relatively safe as long as you follow directions and stick closely by us. But it's rather fun and exciting, swimming through the old ship, looking for treasure," he grinned. "As you've obviously discovered. Perhaps I'll even show you the mermaid," he told me.

"The mermaid?" I asked.

Tom laughed. "Yeah, whoever it was that owned the ship had a portrait of a mermaid painted on one of the walls of the main stateroom. She's kind of interesting to see, kind of takes you by surprise when you first see it, especially as there's quite a bit of seaweed that has now affixed itself to a lot of what's down there, which can be a bit hazardous unless your careful, not to mention making it much more difficult in searching for anything. Not much is left within the room to hide anything either, so we don't go in there very often any more. But...she's worth having a look at, especially for the first time if you haven't seen her before."

"I'd like that...sounds interesting, and fun," I said a bit nervously, though I was still looking forward to going down that far, and helping Brian and Tom search for additional treasure.

As Brian and Lucy got in, instructing Mac and Diane how to use the scuba gear, the rest of us sat on deck relaxing, though Martha as usual soon turned that activity elsewhere.

"I need to suck some cock," she said frankly. "Come here you two, unless you've got something else better to do." We didn't. Jim and I quickly made our way over to where Martha was sitting, patiently waiting for us. Seconds later, Martha was trying to cram Jim and I's cock's into her mouth simultaneously, sucking each, playfully jacking and holding onto them with her hands while she did so.

"Might as well have our own fun yes?" Tom suggested, his rather impressive dick making an appearance as Stacy and my wife looked at one another smiling.

"Heads? Or tails?" Penny asked, flipping a coin. "Tails!" Stacy called, winning the toss, though so had my wife, as she quite actually preferred having her pussy eaten. Standing there, having my dick sucked, watching my wife as she sat on Tom's face, fondling Stacy's breasts while she in turn rode his cock, was exciting as hell. It wasn't long in fact before both Jim and I were shooting what felt like a gallon of cum into her mouth, almost simultaneously as well, listening to my wife crying out at the top of her lungs as Tom did whatever magic trick it was that he did to her cunt.

"I still need to find out what the hell it is he does whenever he does that," I said as Martha licked off the last remnants of my pleasurably spent cream. Stacy too was now in the throes of her own orgasmic bliss, riding Tom's long hard cock, gripping it with her pussy, milking him as he poured his own rich nectar deep inside her womb.

A short while later, Mac, Diane, Brian and Lucy returned. "That was...incredible!" Mac and Diane stated, confirming what Penny and I had already learned earlier.

"Pretty incredible on deck here too," I told them both as we shared our thoughts and experiences of the past little while together.

"Well, if we're going to get in at least one dive on the wreck today, we'd best get at it here," Tom stated once again checking the gear, as Brian brought out fresh, properly prepared tanks to dive with. Unfortunately, we'll only have about twenty minutes to actually search the ship," Tom told me. "And when I say it's time to go, I mean...it's time to go, no arguments, understood?"

I knew by Tom's tone of voice, this was something he took very seriously, and though nervous enough as I was, I nodded my head, ensuring him that I'd stay by his side every step of the way.

It's amazing the difference even twenty additional feet can make during a dive. The water was considerably colder for one, the sunlight not quite warming it nearly as much as it felt far closer to the surface. And though it was still light enough to see by, the water was far darker as well as we reached the wreck and as Tom gingerly directed us inside through one of the long ago rotted away doorways leading into the bowels of the wreck itself. Hand signals were simple, and explicit. I followed along closely behind him with Brian swimming behind me as Tom led me past room after room, and finally into the main stateroom itself.

As we entered, I noticed that what had once been the upper deck had collapsed into the room, though the reason for it remained unknown. What I did know however, was the reason why there appeared to be so much underwater fauna, and plant life growing within this particular area. A plethora of several species of fish darting here and there, schools of which played chase with one another, weaving in and out of the tall standing plants. High above, the sunlit surface of the water beckoned towards them. The swaying dance of the leafy green tendrils performing an underwater ballet as the current caressed them, bending them to its will. I followed Tom further into the room as he swam though the foliage, parting it until reaching what appear almost like a ghost! The mermaid Tom had told me about, a painting, which nearly filled an entire wall, almost pristine, the oil-based paint holding up rather well, though there were spots on her that appeared to be finally deteriorating.

Tom signaled to me, motioning towards the area he'd told me about earlier just before we dove. A section of the room and corridor he hadn't searched in for a very long time, and since we were this far, he wanted to take a few moments and do so.

Brian remained closer near the doorway, one eye on Tom down the corridor, the other on me, though I decided to remain where I was and not try and venture out any further on my own. I was content to study and admire this mysterious mermaid on the wall. As I did that, I caught a glint of something shining, the sunlight from above just enough to catch an unexpected reflection, though it had quickly disappeared. I stood there, looking, saw it again, and this time placed my finger over the precise spot. Moving away some of the still flowing plant-life, I saw what appeared to be a chain hung around the mermaids neck, and then lower down, situated between her bare breasts, what appeared to be a rather large and interesting gem stone. As I felt the spot where I'd seen the glint moments ago, I felt a differing texture, tracing it.

Tom had insisted that we each dive with a diver's knife, a safety precaution in the event we should become entangled by anything. Drawing my knife from its sheath, I poked at the small spot on the wall I had found, seconds later seeing what appeared to be a small tiny gold chain. I traced the edge of my knife along the length of the painted chain on the wall, seeing the wall stripped away as I did so, gingerly, carefully, pulling with it as I did, more and more length of a real chain. My heart was beating a thousand miles a second as I reached the precise spot where the gemstone hung between her breasts. In seconds, I had carved out what had been once painted over, hidden away. I dug out the rest of the chain, folding the entire piece securely in my hand and replaced the knife in my sheath. I turned just in time to see Tom re-enter the room, tapping his watch, pointing towards the surface. I nodded my head, following, Brian right behind me as we chased the air bubbles from our tanks into the sunlight above.

I seemed to be breathing a bit quicker than the others, though with good reason. Tom leading, looking behind giving me the thumbs up, I signaled back, giving him the same, with the biggest fucking smile on my face that I'd ever had.

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