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 ï>¿Walking After Midnight Ch.  04

   Tina and Russ are asked to "entertain" at a Valentines Party.

   When posing for erotic drawings in an adult art class Tina and Russ are
asked to be the "entertainment" at a Valentine's Day party held by a
wealthy couple.  Assured that it was a party, not 'swinger's club,' and
they would only 'perform' together, they agreed.  It will be a big payday
for them.

   *****

   Tina followed up with Mrs.  Dumfries to express their interest and was
invited for an overnight 'boat ride' on a Saturday morning.  They both
managed to get days off and arrived at 9:00 am.  Mr.  Dumfries answered the
door and introduced himself as 'Alastair, but most people call me Al.' He
took them back to a sunroom that overlooked Tampa Bay.

   "May I get you a drink?  There's a batch of Mimosas and fresh brewed
coffee.  Annie will be out in a few minutes," he offered.

   "I'll have a Mimosa," Tina replied.  Russ added, "Me too."

   "Coming right up," he said and left them alone.

   They sat for a few moments admiring the spectacular view of Tampa Bay.
The lot had a couple of hundred feet of bayfront property.  Off to one side
(not blocking the view) was a 100' Hargrave Superyacht.  The vista of the
bay with the Skyway bridge off in the distance was stunning.

   "The view is amazing!" Tina said enthusiastically.

   "The boat is phenomenal," Russ added.

   Al returned shortly with a tray of drinks.

   "We were just talking about how wonderful the view is," Tina commented.

   "It is," he said without sounding egotistical.  "In a few years we will
retire down here.  Sometimes we take the view for granted, but we never get
tired of it."

   They made small talk for about ten minutes until Annie came in.  She
took a Mimosa and sat down in an overstuffed white chair, facing them.  She
was sporting a dressed-down look of jeans and a simple white T-shirt.  The
outfit cost more than Tina made in a week.  She was an elegant woman who
worked hard at looking good.  She was physically toned and tanned.  Al was
also attractive and fit.  They were in their late fifties.

   Al turned the talk to business.  "I want you to know upfront, I've had
you both checked out."

   Tina frowned.

   "Please understand our position.  Many attendees at the party are
'important people' in the Tampa Bay area.  We will have friends visiting
from all over Florida and the Northeast.  We had to know who you are," he
continued.

   "You could have asked," Tina said defiantly.

   "Think about that.  We're about to offer you a considerable sum of
money. I've never seen you two before.  I'm sorry to say, people tell lies
for money," Al said with a wry smile.

   Russ chuckled and put his hand gently on Tina's nearest arm.  "Please
tell us what you learned," he asked.

   Al nodded.  "You are a firefighter and paramedic, employed for twelve
years with the county.  You rent your home and are authoring a novel with
the help of an uncle.  You've never been arrested, nor charged with a crime
and have an excellent credit score for someone your age.  You live alone
and work out regularly on your own equipment.  You are liked by your
co-workers and considered highly competent."

   "Wow, that's thorough, but I get it.  Not sure how you found out about
my uncle.  But I always check out what I'm about to spend money on.  That
usually involves online searches and not hiring an investigator, but again,
I understand."

   Tina sat listening and Russ's final comments seemed to settle her temper
a bit.  "And me?" She asked.

   "You graduated 'Magna cum laude' from City College Nursing School and
have worked in the emergency room for nine years.  You are respected by
your colleagues and loved by patients.  You apparently 'love' the
nightshift.  You own your home...  or I should say the bank does.  You have
an excellent credit rating and have never been arrested or charged with a
crime.  And one more thing...  I hesitate to mention, uh, you have been
observed doing housework in the nude," Al smiled.

   "I know the nosey neighbor who told you that.  Did he also tell you he
likes to masturbate when I lay out topless in my own private back yard?"

   "No, he didn't tell the investigator that," Al laughed.

   Annie spoke up, "We apologize for the need to have pried into your
private life.  Obviously, both of you checked out fine and we have no
concerns.  I've told Al how comfortable you seemed posing and performing in
the art class.  We both hope you'll chose to perform at our party."

   Al interjected, "Annie is a huge fan and I like the idea of pushing our
'R' rated party to selectively 'X.' We haven't decided yet how many people
will be allowed to see you.  But I'm working with our event coordinator on
that.  Before we leave for the boat, can I freshen your drinks?"

   Drinks refreshed, they strolled through a beautifully landscaped yard
with an Olympic-sized swimming pool.  They boarded the boat with four crew
members waiting to greet them.

   "This is our Captain, Tom.  Our First Mate, Oliver, our Valet, Peter and
our Chef, Maria." Each bowed slightly, as Al introduced them.

   "Are we ready to get underway, Captain?" Al asked.

   "Aye, aye Sir," Tom responded.

   "Take us out then," Al ordered.  Then to Tina and Russ, "Peter will take
you down to your stateroom.  Please feel free to leave your personal items
there and when you're ready please join Annie and I on the rear deck... 
back there," he said pointing aft.

   Peter left, after they refused his offer to unpack their belongings. 
Tina fell back on the bed.  "Do you believe this?  Al must be a drug dealer
or something illegal," she laughed.

   "No, he's legit.  He owns fifteen RV dealerships east of the Mississippi
River.  They live in Ohio in a fifteen-thousand square-foot mansion.  They
spend six months in Tampa and six months in Toledo.  In another few years,
he'll sell the whole thing for a gazillion dollars and retire down here."
Russ said.

   "Well, you did a little bit of research yourself," she smiled.

   "Like the man said, 'they're going to give us a 'considerable amount of
money.' I wanted to know if he had it to give.  But I did all my research
online."

   They disrobed to put on their swimsuits.  As he stood naked rummaging
through his bag, He felt Tina's eyes on him.  He glanced over at her,
sitting on the bed and she licked her lips.

   "Come here, big boy," she purred.  "I got sumthin' for ya."

   His cock knew what she had and began its levitation act.  He stepped
over to the bed and she lifted his growing cock and licked the head.  He
sighed with pleasure.  She stroked him several times and placed her lips
around the head.  Swirling her tongue around it, while stroking with one
hand and lifting his balls with the other, she brought him to full
hardness. Tina then slid back on the bed and spread her legs.

   "Fill her up," she asked.

   "Yes, Ma'am and I'll check the tires too," he said, as he pinched a butt
cheek.

   After they made frantic love, ending in a double orgasm, they wandered
back to the rear deck.  Annie and Al were in bathing suits, sitting in the
sun.  Annie was wearing a barely-covering-anything bikini, but no top.  She
was quite attractive and seemed to enjoy showing it off.  Al had on board
shorts, also sans top.  He was muscular and tan.

   "We're obviously overdressed," Tina commented, as she removed her top.

   Russ also pulled his T-shirt off, and they sat in the two empty chairs.

   "We're going to a small privately owned island about twenty miles off
St. Petersburg.  It's called Plage de L'Ã(R)le Nudiste.  In English, it's
Nude Island Beach.  The owner charges a membership fee and restricts
access. There are no facilities, but we'll anchor offshore and take the
skiff in to walk around," Al said.

   Annie inserted, "Traditionally when we get past the Skyway Bridge, we
remove the rest of our clothing.  We hope you're comfortable joining us."

   "Why wait till then," Tina said and slipped her bikini bottoms down and
off.

   "Why indeed?" Annie replied and untied her micro and pulled it off.

   Al and Russ followed their ladies and stepped out of their swim shorts.

   Tina felt an immediate sexual charge from being naked and looked at by
Al, Annie, and even Russ.  She and Annie were completely different body
types.  Annie was short and slender with sufficient hips to make her curvy.
She had prominent breasts that had either been surgically lifted or
enhanced.  They stood much too proudly for a woman of her age.  Her body
was cleanly and completely shaved.  She was an attractive, pert package.

   On the other hand, Tina was tall, trim, and fit.  Blessed with good
looks, she was 'big boned' -- not overweight, but strong and healthy.  Her
striking looks tended to make normal sized guys uncomfortable.  She also
shaved her body of hair, except on her head.

   "Let's go up on the bow deck and get some sun," Annie suggested to Tina.
"I'll get Peter to bring us some drinks."

   "I had a batch of Frozen Blood and Sand prepared," Al suggested.

   "Is that a 'boat' drink?" Tina asked.

   "It is a blender drink.  In a bow to my Scottish heritage, it contains
scotch, mixed with orange juice, sweet vermouth, Luxardo cherry syrup, and
Grand Marnier.  It is sweet and refreshing.  It's served with a speared
olive and a slice of bloody orange," he said.

   "Sounds delicious," Tina said.

   "I'll have Peter serve you," Al said.  "Russ and I will stay here and
get to know each other."

   Annie led the way forward.  The luxurious deck loungers had rolled
towels placed on the seat.  There was also tanning lotion tubes on a small
table beside each.

   "I'll put some lotion on your back, if you'll do mine," Tina suggested.

   "Peter will take care of that.  He'll be here in a minute," Annie
answered.

   A couple of minutes later Peter walked up with their drinks.  He was
nude apart from a tiny-cupped micro thong.  His penis was barely covered,
and his shaved balls were showing on either side.  He set a drink on each
table.  He was a toned, tanned Adonis.

   "May I put some lotion on your back?" He asked Tina.

   "Thanks Peter," she replied.

   Tina lay on her stomach with her head turned towards Annie, who was on
her back.  Peter quickly and efficiently smoothed lotion from her
shoulders, down her back, across her butt, and behind her legs.

   When he had finished, Annie said, "I'd like some relaxation service
before the lotion on my front please."

   "Yes Ma'am," Peter replied and kneeled at the foot of the lounger.

   Annie rolled over and slid down towards him and spread her legs.  He
immediately dove tongue first into her pussy cheeks.  Annie growled with
pleasure as his mouth took her.  She locked her ankles on his back and
lifted her pelvis to meet his attack.  Surprised doesn't adequately
describe what Tina felt.  'Shocked' is better, but there was also an erotic
kick that followed quickly.  Annie turned towards her and smiled.

   Al had taken Russ up to the bridge to show him the gauges and
navigational aids.  Tom was sitting in the captain's chair monitoring the
autopilot.  Since he was 'on duty,' he wore his hat and a very small
Speedo. Russ thought, 'They take their sans clothing seriously.'

   Tom and Al explained all the switches and knobs.  Then Al changed the
subject.

   "We also have security cameras which can show every space of the ship.
You can monitor that here on this small screen or on the hundred-inch TV
screen in the lounge.  I want to show you something, but let's go down to
the lounge."

   They went down the ladder and inside to an extravagantly decorated
lounge with multiple seating areas.  Al pointed to a white leather chair
facing the huge TV screen on the wall.  He got a remote out and punched a
few buttons.  The first display had about twenty small screens showing
different areas around the ship.  Al clicked again and a single camera's
view filled the screen.  Annie lay on her back and a male head was buried
between her legs.  He was obviously hard at work, since his head moved up
and down, as well as side to side.  Al held the remote up and zoomed in to
the action.  It was clearly Peter working furiously with his tongue and
lips.  Russ was speechless.

   "I could watch this for hours," Al said.

   Russ turned from the screen towards Al, who he discovered was
masturbating slowly.  His large cock was fully erect, as he leisurely moved
his hand up and down the length of it.  His oversized balls, hung low, and
rolled up then down as well.

   "Peter is a 'full service' valet.  Annie loves knowing we might be
watching, or that Tom or Oliver might be also.  We will have amazing sex
later while I tell her what we saw.  It's a game we enjoy playing."

   "When we were on the bridge, you said 'every space in the ship.' Does
that include the staterooms?" Russ asked.

   Al punched a few buttons.  The screen went back to the multiple view
mode and then the rumpled bed in their stateroom appeared.

   "Oh, looks like you two have made yourself at home.  But don't worry the
videotaping mode is not on.  In fact, your stateroom was blocked until just
now.  We would never watch someone without their permission." Al answered.

   "You have my permission to observe our stateroom.  But don't tell Tina,
I want to surprise her."

   Al smiled wickedly and switched the screen back to the front deck. 
Peter was still working diligently on Annie.  Al zoomed out a little to
include Tina in the shot.  She had rolled up on her side to watch the
action.  Her left hand was laid along her side.  But the right was tweaking
her nipples.

   "Tina seems to be enjoying the show, as well," Al observed.

   Russ looked back over and saw Al was hard again and jerking himself more
rapidly.  Unexpectedly he found his own cock was swelling.  Although Al's
masturbation didn't deter his growing erotic feelings, it wasn't the cause.
He realized it was the open sexual sensuality of the nudity, the pussy
eating, nipple pulling, and cock wanking.

   His hand drifted to his own erection, and he joined Al in
self-flagellation.  They watched Peter's pubic production, Annie's
anticipation, and Tina's titty twisting for several minutes.  As Annie
became increasingly vocal, Tina's left hand moved down between her legs. 
Now all four were on the 'O' train.

   Without notice Maria walked in, "Yes, Sir.  How may I help?"

   She was a dark Hispanic beauty with full breasts and sparkling eyes. 
She was only wearing an apron.

   Al responded, "Thanks for hustling up here.  I'm about to cum."

   Without speaking she removed the apron and kneeled, taking about four
inches of her employer's cock down her throat.  Al involuntarily began
humping Maria's face, as he pumped cum down her throat.  Russ heard a loud
scream from outside somewhere and looked at the screen to see Annie
writhing her way through an orgasm.  Tina joined her shortly thereafter. 
When Al finished, Maria licked him clean.

   Turning to Russ, she asked, "Would you like some assistance, Sir?"

   The thought of her offer was too much.  Russ grabbed a napkin from a
nearby coffee table and emptied his balls without spilling any on the
floor.

   After a few moments to recover, everyone resumed normal activity.  Maria
stood and took the cum filled napkin from Russ's hand.  After asking
'Anything else, Sir?' She left.  They both watched her phenomenal ass,
swaying on the way out.  On the screen Annie unhooked her ankles and laid
back.  Peter nonchalantly covered her entire front with lotion.  Then, Tina
lay back face down to soak up some rays and Peter smoothing lotion all over
her back, butt, and legs.

   When there was nothing else to watch on the screen, Al offered a refill
of the Frozen Blood and Sand.  He also suggested they move to a different
seating area, where they could face each other to 'talk business.'

   "As the last half hour demonstrates, Annie and I are pleasure oriented.
I want to assure you that our crew is here willingly and are paid
handsomely for their 'extra' service.  Your participation or
non-participation with us or the staff is strictly up to you," Al
explained.

   "Thank you," Russ answered.

   We brought you out to get to know you and for you to know us.  If you
don't have any staff arrangement questions, I'm interested in your plans
for our party." Al said.

   "Tina and I have talked a lot about it and have several ideas.  We are
quite interested in your thoughts and opinions too," Russ responded.

   Al tossed the ball back to Russ.  "Why don't you tell me what you two
have in mind."

   "Sure...  we want it to be a show with some small storyline.  We think
that would be more interesting than if we just had sex."

   Al nodded.  "I agree.  Not a full-scale story, but some reason...  some
context.  Really good porn gives you some connection to the participants."

   "Right...  We also realized from posing for the art class, some sexual
positions are not particularly accessible visually.  What we're doing needs
to be seen by the audience."

   Al responded, "I have an idea about that later, but go ahead.  What
kinds of plots have you thought of?"

   "One we played out on the night we met.  I get caught masturbating and
we have make-up sex.  Another one involves me peeping on her masturbating.
The third we've talked a little bit about her seducing me from some work
I'm doing on the computer.  As you can see, we haven't gotten too far down
the road on the planning," Russ responded.

   "All three of your storylines could work.  Let me talk with Annie and
she if she has any ideas.  I have someone in mind for the viewing angles,
staging, and positions.  One of our neighbors recently sold out his
interest in the porn site, Reality Kings.  They're based in Miami.  Roger
and his wife bought a home up here after he retired.  I'm sure he would be
willing to consult with us on those issues," Al said.

   "That sounds great.  We want this to work as bold, exciting
entertainment.  Not just a couple fucking in some dark corner of the room,"
Russ replied.

   "Not that there's anything wrong with watching a couple fucking in the
corner," Al laughed.  "It's the dark part that takes the fun out of it!"

   Russ liked Al's sense of humor and knew this was going to be an amazing
experience for Tina and him.

   *****

   Since they were only motoring around five knots, it took several hours
to reach the island.  The transition from bay to ocean under the Skyway
Bridge was a little choppy.  But the open ocean was gentle wide- spaced
rollers.  It was a pleasant trip.  They had an amazing lunch of tapas,
including Patatas bravas, Tortilla de patatas, Pincho moruno, and Rioja
Gran Reserva, a Spanish wine.

   They arrived around 12:30 pm at a small marina.  The docking facilities
were limited to boats, and they anchored the ship offshore.  The skiff was
lowered, and they motored in and found an available boat slip.  A security
guard in shorts and a t-shirt met them and helped tie them off.

   "Welcome back Mr.  and Mrs.  Dumfries.  Will you be staying overnight?"
She asked.

   "Don't know yet," Susie.  "Tom will let you know when we decide."

   "Certainly Sir.  Enjoy the day.  We're expecting some rain this
afternoon late.  Let us know if you need anything," Susie said.

   "We usually like to walk a while and see what there is to see," Annie
said.  "Peter will meet us in a nice spot on the other side of the island,
with some refreshments in an hour or so."

   A half dozen boats were docked.  A small building housed security at the
end of the dock.  A couple of four-wheelers sat outside.  They turned left
off the dock on a well-maintained trail leading off by the beach.  It was a
beautiful Florida day without a cloud in the sky.

   After walking for fifteen minutes, they came upon a naked couple on a
blanket.  She was on her hands and knees, facing the ocean.  He was
vigorously banging her from behind.  Her large breasts were swinging back
and forth as she moved away and towards her man's hips.  From their focus
on the pleasure and the grunts and moans of excitement, it was apparent
they were close.  The four stopped their walk and watched.

   The couple was around the same age as the Dumfries, but not as fit. 
They were slightly overweight and flabby.  However, this was not their
first time being naked in the sun.  They were tanned all over.  He made it
first and mumbled some unintelligible sounds of pleasure as he emptied
himself in her.  She reached a hand back and helped herself over with some
vigorous stimulation in the right spot.  When she was done, he stood up
straight.  His half erect cock glistened in the bright sun.  She sat back
on her heels and reached for a small towel to catch the leakage from her
juice box.

   "Hi Nancy!  See you two are having fun," Annie called out.

   Greetings were exchanged, as if they had run in to each other shopping
at Macy's.  Russ and Tina exchanged a smile at the casualness of the
interaction.

   "Where are my manners," Annie said.  "This is Tina and Russ.  We're
hoping they will be the entertainment at the Valentine's party."

   More salutations were exchanged.  Nancy said, "We look forward to seeing
you," while she looked at Tina.

   The stares of the two of them lit Tina's fire down below.  She tightened
her hand in Russ's and he gripped her back.  The walk continued.

   A hundred feet or so down the path, they discovered two middle-aged men
in action.  One was laying on his back.  His partner was holding the first
man's legs straight up in the air and vigorously pounding away missionary
style.  Sweat was beaded on the pounder's face.  The man on his back was
encouraging his partner to go faster and deeper.  After several minutes the
fucker came with a shout that sounded like agony.  The receiver pulled his
pud a couple of times and shot a load on his stomach.  After his
ejaculation, he reached for a wristwatch and clicked a button.

   "Excellent Martin, simply great.  That was fifteen minutes - a
one-minute increase, and fifty more strokes!"

   Al commented, "Way to go Martin!  Keep up the good work."

   Martin looked up, seemingly noticing them for the first time.  His
partner turned back and waved, "Hey Al...  Annie.  Looking forward to the
party."

   They continued walking down the beach.  "That's Mark laying down.  He's
a heart surgeon and Martin, is his partner.  Martin had a heart attack a
couple of months back.  The beach sex is Mark's idea.  Martin is recovering
but loathe to do physical therapy.  So, he gets most of his cardio that
way."

   "Makes sense," Tina noted.

   After another hundred yards, they left the beach.  Ten minutes into the
woods, they arrived at a grassy area in the shade.

   "This is our spot and we're going to spend some quality time together.
There is another great spot about fifty yards up the path," Al said.

   "Or you could stay and watch us.  If you'd like," Annie added.

   "I'd love to watch and then you could watch us," Tina said.

   "I don't know," Al said doubtfully.

   "Oh, come on.  You like to watch other people.  Let's try something
different," Annie encouraged.

   "Are you sure that's what you want?" He asked.

   "Yes, you're a good lover and you've got a cock to be proud of.  Let's
teach these children how it's done!" She responded.

   Al's cock responded, so he didn't need to say anything.  Annie threw
down the blanket she had been carrying, kneeled, and took Al into her
mouth. His cock was over seven inches hard, which it quickly was with
Annie's tongue-work.  Both Russ and Tina were stunned when Al put his hands
on her head and began shoving his entire length down her throat.  He would
hold her against his pubis until she choked and then pull back.  After
several minutes, Annie turned away from him and onto all fours, then
offered her ass to him.  Al immediately dropped to his knees and plunged
into her wet, waiting lips, just below her asshole.  He grabbed her hips
and began furiously slamming himself into her.  She groaned as if being
beaten.

   Tina sidestepped slowly pushing Russ along gently.  They moved about ten
feet to the left, which gave them more of a side view of the ferociously
fucking couple.  Al's stroke arc was out all the way to the tip and in
until he smacked his thighs against Annie's buttocks.  He was pulling back
so far, that he occasionally had to reinsert himself before thrusting
forward again.  His bull-sized balls flew in the opposite direction of his
body, only catching up when he slammed his cock home and paused briefly.

   Annie had dropped to supporting her upper body with her left elbow and
forearm.  This freed her right hand to stimulate her joy button, which she
was doing maniacally.  Her hand was a blur.  Over the course of five or so
minutes, the pitch of her groans had risen to a wail.  Ultimately, she
screamed, and began ejaculating fluid in squirts, as she contracted her way
through her orgasm.  When the spasms stopped, she collapsed on the blanket.
Al's erection popped out as she went prone, and he sat down between her
legs.  He had apparently not ejaculated.  They were both breathing heavily
from the exertion.

   A male voice, Mark, said, "That's what I call a cardio workout!"

   Everyone laughed.  Then Mark and Martin continued their way down the
path.

   "That was amazing," Tina observed, which caused Al to smile broadly.

   Annie lifted on both elbows.  "And we're not finished.  Are we Al?"

   "No, we are not," he replied.  Then reached into the bag and pulled out
a strap-on dildo, which he handed to Annie.

   "We discovered this quite by accident.  But it gives Al amazing
ejaculations and I love it too." Annie said.

   Al had pulled some lube out as well and was unashamedly preparing
himself.  When he was thoroughly lubricated, he waited on his hands and
knees.

   Annie turned toward Tina.  "See how the tip is rounder and less pointed
than most vibrators?"

   Tina replied, "Yes, it almost looks like the tip is bent."

   "The bump perpendicular to the tip is to stimulate the prostate.  So
doggie style, you would point that down.  If you're doing missionary, it
should point up." Annie explained.

   Tina responded, "I've just used my finger on Russ.  He just drools
pre-cum when..."

   Russ interrupted, "You do realize Al and I are right here.  We hear
you."

   Everyone laughed.

   "And if we whispered, you'd want to know what we're talking about," Tina
continued.  "He drools when I'm fingering him, so I can't imagine what
would happen with a dildo.  I've seen some without straps that the woman
can insert and hold in her vaginal canal."

   While Annie finished strapping up, she replied.  "I have a $400 internal
unit you can have.  I tried it once and didn't like it.  I cleaned it up,
sanitized it, and put it back in the original packaging.  It's on the ship.
I'll give it to you when we get back.  You two should try it.  It's a
unique experience."

   Then she moved around behind Al and slapped his ass a half dozen times.
From hanging straight down, his cock began moving upwards, as it filled. 
Annie took aim at the target and scored a bullseye on her first try.  Al
grunted as she drove straight home.  She had a remote in her hand and
turned it on low.  They both sighed as the vibrating silicone intruder
titillated them equally.

   Russ was surprised that Al was taking it up the ass.  He had been so
aggressive and dominant when fucking Annie.  Now he was whimpering softly
as she pegged him.  It was much more leisurely.  She was using a long
stroke, pushing in more slowly than when she pulled back.  Al would shiver,
moan, or whimper each time the bump on the vibrator pushed over his
prostate.  Ten minutes of slow and steady, gave way to a higher vibrator
setting and a quicker pace.  Annie's thighs began to make a slapping sound
when she drove all the way in the garage.  Al's low riding balls were
swinging around like a pair of fluffy dice on the rearview mirror of a Jeep
racing cross-country.

   Tina was thoroughly enjoying the spectacle of Annie fucking Al.  The
vivid looks of pleasure on both their faces were testament to the joy they
were giving each other.  Al's cock was rigidly erect and flinging pre-cum
in a circle, as it flew willy-nilly in different directions.  In another
five minutes, Annie pushed the V-speed up to high.

   Al started mumbling, "Fuck me; Do me, Annie; Fuck me," increasingly
louder.  He trembled all over when he came.  Cum jetted out beyond the
blanket.  Annie squealed her way through a less convulsive "O." Al
collapsed forward on the cum-soaked blanket, pulling away from the
vibrator. Annie turned it off and smiled at Tina and Russ.

   "That was good," she said.

   Al soundly agreed, "Amen!"

   "We normally go over to the windward side of the island and rinse off.
Peter will have set out some chairs, towels, and refreshments," Annie said.
"You two can stay here and make whoopee or join us.  It's your choice."

   Tina responded, "We watched you and you should be able to watch us. 
We'll go with you.  Would it be alright to have sex on the beach?"

   Al answered, "There are only three membership rules.  First, pay your
dues on time.  Second, all sexual activity is consensual.  Third, there
will be no more rules."

   "Most members have their liaisons along this path.  Sex on the beach is
likely to draw a crowd, but that might be what you want," Annie smiled.

   "Great!" Tina exclaimed.

   They strolled down the path towards the ocean.  They passed one other
couple, who were only five feet off the path on a blanket.  The nude couple
were making leisurely love in the missionary position with their feet
towards the path.  The stroll was temporarily paused while they watched for
several minutes.  The couple both had their legs separated, so the view was
of the cock sliding slickly in and out of her dripping pink wrinkle.  There
were no vocalizations from the couple.  The only sound besides the wind in
the trees, birds chirping, and the distant roll of the ocean was a slight
sucking sound as he pulled back and a small squishy noise, as he thrust in.
It was mesmerizing in its tranquility.

   Without warning she gasped and exhaled a long, "Oooooooh goooooooooood!"

   He pumped quickly several times and then pushed deep and held himself
against her.  Because his legs were spread you could see his sphincter
contracting as he unloaded himself inside his lover.

   Without comment Annie smiled and turned down the path.  The other three
followed quietly.

   When they reached the ocean, Peter hailed them.  They waved
acknowledgement, but all four went in the ocean.  The water was warm, but
still refreshing.  After splashing around for several minutes, they felt
cleaner and invigorated.  After several more minutes they followed Annie
out and towards Peter.  He had arranged several seating options -- a shaded
blanket with a cooler, a couple of large fold-up chairs, and two loungers.
His micro-thong was gone.  His entire pubic area was denuded.  His body was
slick with oil.  The men took the two chairs.  Tina laid on a lounger in
the sun and Annie sat on the blanket.  Peter handed out towels and took
drink orders.

   When he had served all the drinks and put sunscreen on Tina, he stood
inconspicuously off to the side.

   "That last couple was amazingly erotic.  No acrobatics...  No moans and
groans...  Just slow sensual lovemaking.  It was an enormous turn-on to
me," Al said.

   Looking at his growing cock, Annie said, "I see it is.  Peter, come take
care of my husband.  I don't want to get all revved up so soon."

   "Certainly, Ma'am," Peter replied.

   Al put his legs up on the arms of the large foldup chair.  Peter dropped
to his knees then sucked and licked Al's bull-sized balls.  This quickly
brought Al to full erection.  Peter worked his way up the pole and lavished
attention on the head.

   Russ was amazed that Al...  a man in his fifties, could get hard again.
He had shot a huge load a half an hour ago.

   "Did you hear the slight noise they were making as his cock slid in and
out of her juicy love tunnel?" Al asked no one in particular.  "God damn
that was hot stuff."

   Peter was taking Al's entire cock down his throat and fondling the
balls.

   "In and out and out and in...  like they had all the time in the world.
That was the sexiest thing I've seen in a long time...  present company
excluded of course!"

   Peter began moving more slowly and held the cock down his throat for ten
or fifteen seconds each time.  He had also begun pulling on Al's balls.

   Al laid his head back, "Luscious moist love tunnel...  in and out... 
slippery sliding...  succulent...  gentle, easy, relaxing fucking," he
mumbled.

   Peter was sliding up when the orgasm came.  He stopped and swallowed. 
The base of Al's cock jerked spasmodically, as cum throbbed down Peter's
throat.  When Al finished, Peter licked him clean and dried the area with a
hand towel.  Then he returned to his place off to the side.

   "Thank you, Peter," Al said.

   "My pleasure, Sir."

   Annie said to Tina, "Al said you and Russ were still looking for ideas
for the party."

   "We have a couple but wanted to be sure you had a chance to give us some
feedback," Tina replied.

   "I like the ideas Russ shared with Al.  Something I thought of was
morning sex.  You wake up horny and find him asleep, but hard.  So being
the take-charge girl you are, you take him." Annie elaborated.

   Tina responded, "I like that.  I like it a lot.  How do you see it
playing out?"

   "Maybe you watch him sleep for a couple of minutes; Maybe you play with
yourself; or you could slide the covers back and play with him; Maybe you
wake him by planting your wet self on his snoring face!"

   Tina laughed, "All excellent ideas.  Let me talk with Russ and then work
out the details with you."

   Annie smiled, "I'd love to help you plan it.  Just let me know what you
want help with.  And don't forget, Roger has agreed to use his experience
at Reality Kings to help with the technical side."

   Peter refreshed everyone's drinks and then served peach and prosciutto
canapÃ(C)s, along with smoked salmon mousse, and cranberry-goat cheese with
cracked pepper crackers.  It was all scrumptious.

   Al told Peter, "Please tell Maria how delicious our snack was."

   "Certainly Sir," he replied.

   Afterwards, Tina joined Annie in the sun, while Al and Russ talked about
Tampa's professional baseball, hockey, and football teams.  Al still
followed some Ohio teams and didn't like the moniker 'Champa Bay.'
Eventually, Russ laid down in the shade and fell asleep.  He had an
amazingly realistic dream.

   He had died in a fire and was rising from his dead body.  He could
clearly see his burned corpse laying in the rubble below him.  An angel
appeared and he asked her to 'save' him.  She reached up and released her
robe and it fell away, leaving her naked.  For some reason, he already had
an erection and she fluttered over and began sucking him.  It was blissful
and her oral efforts were pulling him up from some dark place.  As he rose,
other angels could be heard chanting, 'come, come, come.'

   The arrival of reality and ejaculation were simultaneous.  Tina stroked
in time with his cum shots, as she swallowed it all.  A crowd of people had
gathered but were not calling him back from the dead.  They were cheering
him on to 'CUM!' When he finished, Tina mounted his still hard cock,
cowgirl style, and quickly pounded out her own release.  The audience
cheered loudly when she shouted with joy from her own 'O.' As the applause
died down, many of the people who had watched walked over to thank them
and/or make a sexy comment.

   Tina sat on Russ, feeling his slowly deflating cock inside her and
talked with complete strangers.  She found herself becoming aroused again.
She used her pelvic floor muscles to clamp and release Russ's cock.  She
was thrilled to find it was erotic to him to have people standing over him
talking and watching.  Tina began to rock slowly, and the movement quickly
brought Russ's member back from retirement.  She felt it reach full
strength and her movements became more pronounced.

   People stopped talking and some who were talking with Al and Annie moved
back to the young couple.  A circle was formed.  As twenty or so people
watched, Tina thoroughly fucked her man one more time.  When she came, her
vocalizations were in the "scream" range.  The crowd drowned her out with
cheers of encouragement.

   Russ's ejaculate was miniscule, but his "O" was grade A.

   They stayed on the beach to watch the sunset.  Peter built a fire. 
Captain Tom and Maria arrived with dinner.  The little group feasted on
grilled lobster with a superb Chardonnay.  At night the sea breeze grew
cooler.  Peter passed out robes for warmth.  They returned to the ship
around 11:00 pm.

   "We'll stay at anchor for the night and sail back during breakfast. 
Let's say 9:00 am," Al said, over onboard Cognac nightcaps.

   "Thanks for a wonderful day," Tina said.  "Russ and I have talked and
are looking forward to helping with your Valentine's Day party."

   "Wonderful," Annie exclaimed.  "I left a present for you on your
pillow."

   Everyone said 'goodnight,' then Tina and Russ retired to their
stateroom. As they were departing, Russ caught Al's eye and gave him a
'thumbs up.' Al nodded in acknowledgement and gave the 'OK.' sign.

   When they were alone, Annie asked Al, "What's all the signaling between
you and Russ?"

   "I showed him the surveillance equipment and he wanted us to watch them
mattress dancing.  He's going to surprise Tina."

   "Well then, let's get the crew up here and have a party!"

   "You're a wicked woman, my dear, and I love you for it," Al responded.

   *****

   Tina picked up the gift bag off the bed.

   "Oooh!  It's the strapless dildo Annie promised to give me.  It looks
brand new."

   "How does it work?"

   "There are instructions with pictures," she replied.  "I want to try it
out tonight."

   They took a quick shower.  Tina wanted to go down on him, but he knew
there was an audience waiting and he needed to get the action out of the
bathroom and onto the bed.  He helped her dry off and suggested she go read
the instructions, while he did some 'special' cleaning.  When he came out,
she was laying with her back on the headboard facing the camera.  He
noticed the small red light was on, meaning they were being watched.

   "The instructions say to lube this part up thoroughly and insert it in
my vagina."

   "Why don't you get us both in the mood by masturbating?  That will lube
you up and I get to watch."

   Tina smiled wickedly and lay the instructions on the bedside table.  She
spread her legs apart and began stroking her pink wrinkle.

   "Imagine there are a group of people watching you.  Give us a show," he
encouraged.

   Tina spread her legs widely apart and pulled her outer lips open.

   "How many people should I imagine are watching?"

   Russ counted off in his head, "Seven."

   "That's a strange number.  It's not very many."

   "It's a lucky number and they're right here around the bed.  Not far off
in an audience."

   "They're watching everything closely and you are turning them all on."

   "That sounds hot!"

   In the lounge watching on the huge 4G screen Annie, Al, and the staff of
four were all getting turned on.  Al turned to Annie, as he zoomed in for a
close-up of Tina's hand play, "It IS hot!"

   Annie sighed, while plunging her fingers inside her own wetness.

   Tina started using the vibrator and quickly experienced a small "O." She
lubed up the stabilizer and inserted it deep in her vaginal canal.

   "Come to Mama, big boy!"

   Russ crawled onto the bed on all fours and placed himself side-ways to
the camera.  Tina pulled his hard cock back between his legs and dribbled
lube down the crack of his ass.  She massaged the slickness around and in
his exit hole.  Then she slipped first one and then a second finger in. 
While she had done this before when giving him a blowjob, they both knew
this was a completely different adventure.  Russ moaned as Tina's fingers
found his prostate.  She massaged it for several minutes and Russ got more
and more relaxed and turned on.

   She had placed the tip of the dildo at the opening to his dark tunnel
when Russ spoke.  "You know what I said about the people watching?"

   "Yeah, I am imagining them."

   "You don't have to imagine them.  You see the red light up over the
door?"

   "Yep."

   "The light means the camera up there is on.  We are being watched by
everyone on the ship right now."

   Tina stared at the light for several seconds.  "That is so god damned
hot!" She waved.  "Y'all pay attention.  I'm gonna show you how to fuck
your man!"

   Then she pushed forward, and Russ felt a vibrating fullness.  The
stimulation was most keenly experienced on his prostate.  He imagined that
given the number of orgasms he had today, he would have some stamina.  But
his prostate was building a blast sooner, rather than later.

   Tina knew she wouldn't last for three reasons.  First, seven other human
beings were watching her and probably simultaneously engaging in some
sexual activity.  Second, she heard and felt the pleasure she was giving
Russ.  Third, the stabilizing part of the vibrator was humming along deep
in her vaginal canal and stimulating her clit at the same time.

   In the main lounge everyone was naked and hard and/or wet.

   Annie shouted, "Last one to orgasm has to clean up the galley!"

   Maria immediately began furiously fingering herself and stimulating her
joy button.  She knew how dirty the galley was.  Peter and Oliver were
jerking each other.  Annie was using a vibrator, while Al's hand was a
blur, stroking up and down.  Captain Tom had a secret.  He was a premature
ejaculator.  He could cum anytime he wanted, particularly watching a
roomful of masturbators.

   Peter and Oliver came first.  Rolling their hard, wet cocks around each
other was just too trippy.  Annie was second.  Watching Tina using that
strapless penetrator was too much of a turn-on for her.  She screamed so
loudly when she went over, Russ and Tina heard it in their stateroom. 
Maria made it next.  She finally stopped thinking about trying to finish
and focused on how a vibrator in her ass felt.  It was the smile on Russ's
face that did it for her.  The Captain blew next.  He had not wanted to
finish too quickly.  That left Al.

   Tina knew she was close.  She recognized Annie's scream of pleasure. 
The idea that someone got off watching her fuck Russ rang her exhibitionist
bell.  She began a low moan that built as she approached the gate.  Russ
knew that sound and it allowed him to let go.  He started begging Tina to
'fuck' him harder and faster.  They came together and collapsed on the bed.
Tina managed to keep the vibrator in place and laughed while Russ begged
her to stop.

   Al and Annie sent the crew to bed.  She helped him in the galley.  They
hadn't bothered to put any clothes on and rewarded themselves for a job
well done by banging one final fuck for the day on the pastry table.

   ----

   The weeks passed and the preparations for the party were managed by
Annie and her Event coordinator with aplomb.  There seemed like a million
details but with a spread sheet and Zoom they kept it from getting away
from them.  The 'sex show' was a small part of the whole.  After Russ and
Tina adopted Annie's storyline of wake-up sex, she introduced them to
Roger. He was a gray fox in his mid-sixties, fit and trim.  The first
meeting was at his home in Tampa.  Annie met them there and stayed long
enough to help them make the social connection.  She took her leave, asking
only that she be kept "in the loop."

   When they were alone, the first thing he told them was despite their
amateur status, he wanted to produce a professional show.  He motioned for
them to follow him into a large game room.  There was a platform bed with
no headboard in the center.  There were studio lights illuminating the bed.
A photographer had light panels set up and had two cameras hanging around
her neck.

   "I'm going to plan this out just like a production at Reality Kings. 
First, I want to get some setup shots...  to create a storyboard.  It will
also help us determine the proper lighting.  Take off your clothes and sit
on the bed."

   Tina immediately began undressing.  Russ hesitated, simply because he
wasn't expecting the request.

   'In for a penny...' he thought quickly and pulled his shirt off first.

   When they were naked, there was a knock on the door.

   "Come," Roger shouted.

   A young male with a clipboard walked in, apologizing for being late.

   "It's alright we were just about to start," Roger interrupted him.

   The next half hour reminded Russ of the nude posing they did at the
University, where they met Annie.  Roger had them stand, sit, and lay down,
while the photographer kept the strobe lights flashing.  Roger frequently
asked the young man to note his thoughts...  'the need for a different
color for the sheets, Russ needed less pubic hair and Tina needed more. 
The bed, which was on a large turntable rotated in a complete circle and
several different speeds were tried until Roger picked a specific slow
speed.  The stage lights were adjusted in location and intensity, measured
with a light meter...' all noted by the young assistant on his clipboard.

   Roger finally nodded after surveying the setup.  "Now, I want you both
to get aroused.  I understand you can't do that on cue.  Just do whatever
is natural for you both...  and action!"

   They were both sitting on the edge of the bed.  Tina stood up and pushed
Russ onto his back.  She dropped to her knees between his legs and began
stroking and licking his limp dick.  All the studio lights were on, and the
bed was rotating...  ever so slowly.  The photographer kept taking
pictures. Russ looked over and through the bright lights, he could see the
young assistant watching them with wide eyes.

   'Maybe his first rodeo,' Russ thought.

   On the other hand, Roger might have been watching paint dry.  He was
detached, but attentive to every detail.

   When Russ was hard, Tina motioned him back on the bed and crawled into
the '69' position with her on top.  Presented with her lovely pussy lips,
Russ began working to get them wet.  In short order they were ready to
fuck.

   Roger first asked Russ and Tina to switch top and bottom but maintain
'69.' After a couple of minutes, he had them switch back.

   "Better," he observed, and it was so noted on the clipboard.

   "Let's try a storyline.  Tim, get Russ that flat pillow and a top sheet.
Tina, you come over here and Russ, you are asleep," Roger directed.

   When everyone was in place, Roger adjusted the lights down.  Tina stood
next to him, waiting for instructions.

   Roger spoke softly, "I want to go for something different and maybe a
little shocking to the audience.  How do you feel about rimming your
partner?"

   "I'm game," she replied immediately.  "We haven't done that, so it will
be a surprise to Russ."

   "Surprises are fun!" Roger responded.  "But we must rehearse before the
show.  I don't want him screaming and freaking out in front of our
audience." He smiled.

   Tina giggled and said, "Practice, practice, practice!"

   Roger had Tim put the clipboard down and go by the side of the bed and
hold a rod with drapes hanging down.  Tina was to go into the 'bedroom' and
open the drapes before crawling in the bed to surprise her lover.

   When everyone was in place, Roger said, "Action."

   Tina walked slowly down to the bed and stepped on to the slowly moving
turntable.  She walked around the bed and 'opened' the drapes.  As the
lights came up, Tim left.  Roger had positioned Russ on his stomach.

   "Remember you're a sound sleeper.  Let Tina pull the boxers off without
waking up," Roger directed.

   Tina climbed up to Russ and pulled the sheet off.  When she threw it
back, Tim pulled it off the stage.  Tina dragged the boxers down to Russ's
knees and then briefly got off the bed to pull them completely off, which
took some effort.

   Roger turned to Tim, "Make a note to lose the boxers.  He will be
sleeping in the nude."

   "Yes Sir," Tim responded.

   Tina moved up between Russ's legs and pushed them apart.  He didn't help
at all.  He was in character and 'dead to the world' asleep.  She finally
got the legs far enough apart to spread his cheeks slightly.  She leaned in
and using a hand on each glute pulled him open.  Russ showed no response...
still in character.

   When Tina's tongue touched his brown rose, he jolted 'awake' -- fully
awake.

   "Oh my god!  What the fuck?" Russ yelped!

   "Cut!" Roger yelled back.

   *****

   As Valentines' Day approached Roger finalized the storyboard.  To
facilitate progress, he drove over from Tampa to meet with Russ and Tina
weekly.  They practiced their moves under his guidance.

   On the thirteenth, they drove over to Tampa.  They would be staying the
night at Roger's house.  In the afternoon they both received Brazilian Wax
Jobs, which were painful as hell.  They also met with a body make-up
artist, to determine what they would need to wear for the show.  The
decision was made to use facial painting to disguise their identities,
instead of masks.  They had a lovely quiet dinner with Roger and his wife.
He gave his last bit of advice to them before they went up for bed.

   "This is supposed to be scorching hot lovemaking...  not porn.  Express
what you're feeling, but don't fake it.  You two care a great deal for each
other.  I want you to share that spark you have between you with the
audience.  Listen to the rich white guy.  Relationships are the most
important thing in the world.  Cherish each other and have fun...  laugh!"

   They slept well and were served breakfast in bed.

   Annie and Roger had decided that a very large tent would be the best way
to present the show.  The event planner had come through with the perfect
size.  When it was set up in the yard, it blocked the view of the yacht,
but not the bay.  There were 15 cushioned chairs with arm rests on risers
positioned in each of the four sides.  Thereby seating 60 audience members
of each show.  The bed was in the center, lighted by a studio quality
rigging in the rafters of the tent.  There were 10' by 20' monitor systems
on each of the four walls.  Each was live streaming in 4K, the view from
that side of the room.  Everyone in the audience could see the action from
any side.

   *****

   Paul and Mary had received an invitation to the last three Valentines
parties.  It was sort of a guilty pleasure to them because they were fairly
strait-laced.  They enjoyed sex and were not prudes but had a vanilla sex
life.  They had a ticket for the first show of the evening.  The seats were
comfortable, and they thought the video screens were amazing.  They could
clearly see the bed in front of them, but also screens showed the other
three sides.  They were some of the last people to be seated.  The lights
went out and it was very dark for about fifteen or twenty seconds.  Then
very dim lights illuminated the area and there was a man in the bed who
appeared to be asleep.  For several minutes the audience just watched him
sleep.  Then a young woman entered the staged bedroom.  She bent over and
kissed the person asleep in the bed.  Then she pulled apart a set of lace
curtains and light streamed into the room.  The curtains then flew up into
the ceiling.

   The nightie she was wearing consisted of a completely sheer top and no
panty.  Her nipples were erect and distinctly visible.  She was in her
twenties and tall.  Both Paul and Mary thought she was extremely attractive
and very sexy.  She reached over and pulled the cover off the young man. 
He was laying on his side and had a prominent erection.  The sheet fell off
the bed and then disappeared.  The woman fondled her partner's ball sack
with one hand and began stroking her female folds.  She quickly became
aroused, and the light sparkled off her wetness.  Then she began sucking
his balls, while toying with his cock, and fingering herself.  After
several minutes, the young man rolled over in his sleep onto his stomach.

   She stood up and removed her nightie.  While staring out towards the
audience she twisted her nipples and licked the sex juice off her fingers.
Returning her hand to her nest, she began finger-fucking herself rapidly.
She moaned, as she shared her private masturbatory behavior with the crowd.
Mary was somewhat shocked.  They both thought she was going to cum, but she
stopped short.  She then faced the bed and bent over it.  Her pudendum was
clearly visible as she spread her legs apart with fingers buried deep
inside and the other hand destroying her clit.  The screen across from Paul
and Mary zoomed in for a close-up view.  It was incredibly erotic to both
of them.

   She crawled up on the bed and moved his legs apart.  Moving between
them, she stretched them further away from each other.  This action did not
awaken him.  Her knees were about even with his and she pulled his butt
cheeks apart.  She bent forward, extended her tongue, and licked between
his cheeks.  It was clearly visible on the big screen; she was using her
tongue to explore his nether region.  There were evidently microphones
around the bed because you could hear her lips smacking.  The crowd made
noises of surprise and many people were whispering.

   Mary was shocked and thought about leaving, but Paul wouldn't move.

   "Look honey, he's waking up," Paul said.

   *****

   Russ was really turned on by the rimming.  It had been erotic as hell
when they were practicing.  But tonight, her lusty tonguing had blown his
mind.  He was as hard as an 18-year-old with one hand on his girlfriend's
tit and the other in her pussy.  He wanted desperately to fuck Tina till
she screamed.  He knew he had to follow the storyline and eventually would
have her impaled on his rod.  Tonight, was turning out to be the most
sensually stimulating thing he had ever done.  He smiled to himself as he
thought that Tina was involved in the top five sexiest things he had
experienced.  Her lust for life kept surprising him.

   Tina had used extraordinary willpower to prevent being overrun with a
capital "O" Orgasm, when she bent over the bed.  Feeling all the eyes in
the tent watching almost pushed her across.  As it was, she was left
dripping wet and frantic to have Russ's cock inside her.  She was energized
to the point of tingling.  Her heart and mind were racing.

   'Focus girl...  f-o-c-u-s.  This is everything you ever imagined it
would be.  Don't blow it away.  Focus and finish!' She thought.

   *****

   Paul put his hand on Mary's thigh.  They smiled at each other.

   The man pushed his ass up by pulling his knees under himself.  He kept
his head and forearms on the bed.  She moved in, pushed his knees apart,
and began tonguing his rose star.  He was moaning loudly and repeatedly
saying, "Oh baby, Oh baby." She slowly pulled his erection back until it
pointed down and leisurely stroked it.  One of the screens showed his cock
dripping precum in high definition.

   Mary put her hand on Paul's crotch.  He sighed and moved his hand a
little higher on her thigh.

   The action on the bed was becoming white hot.  The man rose on all fours
and turned towards his lover.  They embraced and kissed passionately.  She
began giggling at the sloppy kissing.  He used both hands to turn her and
push her on her back.  He straddled her facing away.  Laughing, he pushed
her legs apart and buried his face in between.  She squealed with delight
and opened her thighs further, allowing him full access.

   Paul was leaking precum from Mary's handwork.  He was trying to
stimulate her, but she was covered with too much cloth.

   They watched as the man used his tongue to slurp and tongue his lover.
The camera facing the foot of the bed picked up the action best.  He would
work her vigorously for twenty or thirty seconds, as she chortled
gleefully. Then he would raise his head exposing her wet, pink flaps to the
probing eye of the camera.  This view was posted on all four screens... 
ten feet tall.  The opposite of the bed revealed her sliding his pole in
and out of her mouth, while fondling his balls with one hand and fingering
his brown star with the other.  This view was alternated on all four
screens in high definition.  They continued orally pleasuring each other
for about five minutes.

   Paul was so turned on he came in his pants.  Mary leaned over and bit
his ear lobe.  Then gripped him tightly as he pumped through his orgasm. 
It should have been embarrassing but he really didn't care.  When he
regained normal consciousness, he asked Mary to loosen her pants.

   The couple in the bed moved into a knees-up missionary position.  He
held her open with his hands on the back of her knees.  She alternated
between having her ankles locked on his lower back or with her feet splayed
out to the side.  His knees were on the outside of her butt.  This position
revealed the graphic side of carnal knowledge with nothing hidden from
view. Her love hole and balloon knot were periodically in view when his
balls flopped out of the way.  His crack was open baring his taint and
balloon knot.  It was smokin' hot.  It wasn't tender and romantic.  They
were having fun with each other's body, and you could hear it.  His pubes
slapped up against the back of her thighs and they emitted joyful sounds
through grunts, sighs, and small laughs.  It was about as raw and fun as
sex can get.  And it was 10' by 20' on four screens.

   Tina and Russ were in a zone where nothing else intruded.  They could
have been on a bench in Times Square or the middle or a bridge over the
Hillsborough River.  It wouldn't have mattered.  Their singular focus was
on taking and giving each other pleasure.  As much as Tina loved the idea
of being watched, it was not a conscious thought at that moment.  All her
attention was on Russ and what they were doing with each other.

   Mary refused to loosen her clothing.  Not because she didn't want to,
but rather, she was afraid to.  She realized she was awfully, terribly,
excited.  The only way she could maintain control was to keep her hands on
the arms of the chair and hang on.  Paul was disappointed, but quickly gave
up trying to convince her because he might miss some of the action on the
bed.

   As Russ and Tina moved along the "O" scale countdown, they both realized
they were about to lose control.  It was time to move on to the final
position where they could both have their orgasms.  He pulled out and they
switched positions.  He laid on his back with his legs spread.  She mounted
him facing his feet with her hands behind her on his chest.  Her feet
rested on his thighs above his knees.  He used his hands to support her
butt.  Roger had called it the 'reverse cowgirl.' She planned to ride it
all the way to O-town.

   "Oh my god!  What are they doing?" Mary asked.

   Paul answered, "Woman on top is sometimes called the cowgirl.  But she's
backwards."

   Tina liked the position for several reasons.  It let her control the
action, the penetration was deep with a different feel, and the audience
could see everything.  Russ liked the view of her ass swallowing up his
boner.  He could play with her ass or lean forward a little and grab her
breast...  what's not to like?  The audience was clapping, yelling
unintelligibly, and whistling.  He looked at a screen and saw they were
completely on display.  Watching the ecstasy and bliss on Tina's face was
phenomenal.  She was totally out there, soaking in the audience reaction.

   'Other worldly,' was the feeling Tina experienced.  It was almost scary
how turned on the audience made her.  She let herself go, soaking in the
attention.  She felt like she had some control over them.  They were
excited...  ecstatically excited watching her.  It made her feel powerful.
Heat built where she and Russ were united.  That blue heat spread out. 
When it reached her brain, she convulsed in pleasure.  Tingly thrills raced
around head to toe.  The sensation went on and on.  It felt like time was
standing still.  She ejaculated a large amount of fluid...  the most ever.
As the orgasm finally began to loosen its' grip, Russ growled loudly and
released his spunk.  As he filled her, her orgasm reignited.  They ground
their way through, unable to verbalize how good it felt.

   When Russ's cock finally stopped sputtering, Tina half fell, half laid
back on his chest.  Her head rested on his shoulder.

   "I have no words," Russ whispered.

   "I know," she replied.

   They didn't move for several minutes.  Russ's cock slowly deflated and
eventually fell free.  Gravity drew his sperm out of Tina and down her pink
wrinkle, then between her legs to puddle on Russ's flaccidity.  They
watched the journey on one of the screens.

   The audience was still standing and applauding, as the lights dimmed. 
Roger came up to the bed with two robes and escorted them out of the tent.
They were taken to the boat.  Al and Annie welcomed them onboard.

   "That was fucking amazing, fabulous, the BEST!" Al said, as he shook
their hands.

   Annie just stood smiling at them.

   "Give some credit to Roger.  We just followed directions," Russ said.

   Annie spoke up, "Peter, take our guests to the master suite.  Let them
freshen up."

   Then to Russ and Tina, "Thank you so much.  I couldn't be happier with
the way it went.  Anything you need just ask Peter."

   The four of them hugged and then Peter led the young couple down the
passageway.

   In the stateroom, they quickly took a shower, careful to not smudge the
face make-up disguise.

   Patting the bed, Tina said, "Come here baby.  Let's get some rest. 
We've got another show to do."

   P.S.  Paul and Mary tried reverse cowgirl later that evening.