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In Search of the Final Freedom - 7
An Erotic Socio-Political Novel
By Pat Thomason (pat_tomason@hotmail.com)
***
In this novel, our protagonist live in a comfortable,
but rule bound world. Deep in their hearts they know
there is more, but they will need help along the
journey from the old ways. They will have to work out a
new moral code for themselves before they can be the
prophets of a new model. At each stage they can turn
back, but to be the new prophets they must overcome.
(MF, FF, MM, bi, group)
***
Chapter SEVEN
Cooper awoke when the cabin was filled with more noise
that it had since they left Miami. He rolled up on his
knees to peer through the small port hole window above
his bunk. He could see it was mid-day and Ramón was
busy preparing to bring the schooner into a harbor. He
was still a bit weary. He had checked his watch when
they finally got the gear sowed and sails up. - it had
been like 3:00 AM.
He wondered if Ramón had gotten any sleep at all, since
he had evidently brought them some distance since last
night. Bonnie was not in the bed so he slid out of the
bed to see if she were topside sunning. As he pulled on
some shorts he glanced into the open door of the elder
LeMarco's state room. There he found Bonnie snuggled
between Tina and Judy LeMarco with Martin behind Tina.
Cooper wasn't surprised though. He knew his wife was
turned on by the stories and had been messing with Judy
in the dingy, so they had gone after it again.
How did they have the energy?
Climbing the stairs and opening the aft hatch Cooper
was momentarily blinded by the bright tropical sun. As
he climbed out he asked Ramón if he could help. Ramón
looking weary eyed said he could help Brian with the
bow lines. Cooper moved forward looking around at the
rows and rows of boats of every size and type. Though
Cooper had thought the San Dinero was big it was
dwarfed by some of the big motor yachts. Brian was glad
to see him "I was wondering how I was going to do this
alone."
Cooper began putting the bumpers in place, and together
they brought down the main and mizzen sails, carefully
wrapping them in large bungee cords. Ramón had cranked
up the auxiliary motor and was moving toward an open
slip when then finished furling the two jibs.
Between tasks Cooper and Brian got in some
conversation.
"Great night last night," Brian opened, "Judy has
always had a knack for parities."
"Amazing" Cooper said with genuine appreciation. "She
thought of everything, and the costumes just made it...
well amazing."
"You may not believe it but sex parties can get stale"
Brain said some time latter "But with Judy in charge it
is always new and kinky."
"Yea - new and kinky it was," Cooper agreed.
"How'd you like doing Judy with me? Pretty good hugh?"
Cooper was embarrassed but he had to say "Real good. I
was surprised but it was a real turn on."
Brain nodded, "Yea, I've liked regular DP's because I
can feel the other guy in the girl's ass, but it is
much hotter when we are dick to dick in the pussy."
Cooper was embarrassed but he could also feel his penis
stiffening.
Brain continued "We try to only invite open minded
guys. I never could understand the whole homophobe
thing. I mean sex is about having fun and why not have
fun with guys as well as girls." Cooper could only
answer with a nod.
Brain continued on a roll "Why would I want to..."
Fortunately for Cooper, Ramón began to bark out docking
orders as they moved into the slip. Cooper found this
line of talk unsettling. It was one thing to eat cum
during sex with a woman, it was something else entirely
to be bi sexual and do it with guys just like girls.
By the time the schooner was secured everyone was on
deck. The women were all ready for a day shopping. And
a long day it was, but with Mr. LeMarco paying for
everything, Cooper found it far less stressful than he
thought he might. They had lunch at a small café
overlooking the harbor.
They went from shop to shop for hours. The LeMarco's
were old pros at both the local dialect and the art of
haggling with the shop keepers. The women bought cloths
of course, and Bonnie picked out souvenirs for the
kids. The LeMarco's also picked up Cuban cigars and
Jamaican rum. By the time they made it back to the San
Dinero, Cooper, Brain and Martin were all loaded down
like pack mules. Cooper thought it might be time to
rest, but no. They only had time to change into their
new clothes before heading back out for dinner and
dancing.
Cooper felt a little silly in his new tropical shirt
and straw fedora, but he thought Bonnie looked amazing
in her new white tea-length linen sun dress. Though not
sheer, it was thin enough to make it clear that she
wore nothing on under it, as the dark circles of her
nipples could not be missed. When the sun was behind
her it shown right through silhouetting her wonderful
figure. Oddly it had a slit up both sides that came all
the way to the waist. Bonnie said something about it
being a local dance dress.
Cooper found it sexy that when she walked the back half
flowed backward showing the sides of her thighs and the
sides of her ass. Mandy wore a dress similar to Bonnie,
but shorter with different details. Heather and Tina
both wore flower print silk mini, dresses. Judy never
to be outdone wore an exquisite long calypso skirt spit
over the right leg all the way to the waist band.
It was made of several shirred layers of different
shades of green sheer material. The top matched but was
hardly larger than a bikini top. Dangling between the
exposed curves of her lovely breasts was the biggest
diamond that Bonnie or Cooper had ever seen. The effect
was stunning.
Judy looked Heather and Tina over and smiled. "That's
right, this is your first stop at Port Royal." The
girls with puzzled faces wanted to know if they were
dressed inappropriately. Judy laughed and assured them
they looked great before whispering something to Martin
as they headed up the dock.
Martin had arranged dinner at what he thought to be the
best restaurant on the island, though when latter I
checked the travel guide it was not well rated. Seen
one way it was a wonderful place with a great deal of
local charm, seen another way it was a dingy dive;
either way both Bonnie and Cooper loved the food and
after dinner was a floor show with stylized pirates of
Port Royal and plenty of scantly clad wenches.
After dinner the travelers went dancing at a local
calypso joint over looking the bay. It was more like a
pavilion than a club because the on three sides the
"walls" were lifted up to act as an awning, thus
allowing the sea breeze to flow through. The live steel
band was excellent and set the mood for Bonnie. She
thought herself to be a pretty good dancer, but
compared to the calypso that Judy did it was painfully
obvious she was a novice. Though not to be frighten by
new things she through herself in with abandon. The
crowed seemed to be mostly expatriate Americans and
Europeans who lived in Port Royal to escape the "real"
world. Though nearly all the men were clearly over
forty, many of their companions were much younger.
Cooper chucked as he imagined that these well off men
had probably ditched their real wives as well as the
real world. As such it was a fun and lively crowd.
Martin and Judy evidently had a number of friends in
the joint and blended in well.
Bonnie, Heather and Tina, though not great at calypso
dancing had no problem with fitting in, the local guys
flocked to the good looking women. Thus Cooper ended up
on the sidelines simply watching events, but events
were worth watching. The men and women took no time at
all to move in and gain the attention of the new
ladies. The bodies moved and swayed to the mesmerizing
steel band rhythms. The dancing was very different than
the bump and grind of techno that dominates the club
scene.
At first it seemed to Cooper to be rather conservative
with the couples making very little body contact. The
general style was sort of a wide stance stomping motion
with intricate patterns made by the hands and arms. He
could see some elements of Carolina shag in the
patterns but mostly the method was different than he
had seen before.
After an hour or so Bonnie was not even beginning to
fatigue. She had promised herself to only have one of
those strong rum drinks because she knew more than that
would more than just relax her. She had worked up quite
a sweat in her attempts to mimic the local style dance,
the sea breeze in the club was nice but far to damp to
keep her dry. From time to time she would pull her the
now sticky and damp material away from her body. To
someone who didn't know Bonnie they might think she did
this to make the thin white fabric less clingy, but in
fact she couldn't care less if her body was now plainly
on display, it was the linen did not stretch and she
wanted more room.
A number of hands, male and female had, in the course
of dancing, slid slowly across the thin moist fabric
that covered her breasts and ass. Now after several
Bahama mama's she was in a semi trance, another person
in another world. She knew she had drunk too much but
just now she didn't care. She knew she was the center
of much attention and was blissfully imagining herself
as a sexual siren, with both men and women dancing to
her tune.
In this state she did not flinch when she felt a soft
hand briefly slip under the fabric and across her bare
bottom. As she danced on she felt other hand make
monetary forays under the moist linen. As the nature of
the dancing was not couple based and allowing only
momentary contact, though all of her secret parts were
discovered by those around her, none were truly
explored.
This left her burning with sexual arousal that kept
growing with desire but never even beginning to be
pleased. Cooper meanwhile liked this better than the
clubs he and Bonnie had been to because the band was
all acoustic, so there was a maximum decibel level
which allowed for conversation among the non-dancers.
He spoke to a number of the locals and it seemed most
everyone knew the LeMarco's well. This was an idealized
Bohemian world. These men had spent their young
adulthood slaving for finical gain and now were
spending their latter lives in a mixture of hedonistic
pleasure and philosophical exploration.
Cooper watched as the group of perhaps two or three
dozen people moved around the floor. At first it seemed
haphazard but slowly he began to see a rotational
pattern with concentric rings moving in opposite
directions. Not choreographed or line dace style, just
a general pattern if milling about that was hard for
the Bonnie and the others to ignore. He figured it was
likely that neither Bonnie, nor the other "non-locals"
would not be aware of the pattern. What he was sure
couldn't be missed was the fact that as the groups
slowly danced by one another there was a momentary
connection of many of the dancers which included a very
stylized feeling-up of one another.
Like the circling moment, it took Cooper over an hour
of watching to realize that the touching was part of
the local custom. By this time it appeared that the
club was almost equally divided between locals and
visitors. The visitors were easily identified by their
brand new cloths. Of the visitors Cooper observed that
most of them danced like the locals, like the LeMarco's
they were clearly not new to this place.
Cooper watched individual dancers to determine if the
touches were random or not. He did notice that they
dancers did not appear to discriminate as to
attractiveness. Though they were the minority there
were a number of older and bigger women, but they
groped and were groped as often as anyone else.
Heather was on the outer circle and was moving toward
Cooper. He watched carefully for about ten minutes and
was sure he saw two people rub her breasts and three
reach under her mini skirt and touch what he knew to be
her bare bottom. Just as she was across from his table
the band's set came to an end. It took Cooper a few
moments to realize that with a live band there would be
breaks.
Heather flopped down at Cooper's table, sweat streaming
down her face and her hair slicked back by sweat. "This
place is crazy" she finally panted after Tina and
Bonnie had joined them. "Not even at the loosest high
school daces did I get felt-up by everyone." She went
on with a laugh.
Bonnie began chattering on and on about nothing, which
was a sure sign she was drunk. After sitting quietly
for some time Tina remarked "Well, I guess this is why
Judy questioned us on our outfits"
"No" Cooper answered "That is" and he pointed to the
dance floor where for the past few minutes Cooper had
been watching as Bonnie babbled on. Attached to a
support post in the center of the dance floor was a
roll of bundled bamboo which ran horizontally to a
stand on the dance floor about 10-12 feet away. On that
stand a second bundle of bamboo ran to a support beam
at the bar. Obviously this was a very large limbo set
up. Now Cooper saw why the dancing rotated in circles -
the inner ring would have to pass under one bar and the
outer circle would pass under the other.
He noticed the inner bar ran some 5 feet above the
floor and the outer about 6-8 inches lower. The two
bars assumabably marked the nubie ring and the expert
ring. Cooper had no intention on doing either, he was
having plenty of fun watching everyone. It was now
clear why the dance dresses had slits to the waist that
would make the center of the dress fall between the
legs like a loin cloth keeping the dancer covered no
matter how low she went. Once all this dawned on Tina
she exclaimed "That bitch Judy, she knew about this and
didn't tell us"
Heather concurred but added "yep she set us up, but I
for one am not going to give her the satisfaction of
thinking she made me embarrassed. If they throw me out
for indecent exposure, all the better."
Tina appeared to follow the same line of thought when
the band came back out. The band leader in a thick
Caribbean accent gave a short primer of the limbo and
it's place in Caribbean culture. He explained that it
is a traditional dance representing the soul's decent
into limbo and how it is performed a week after the
death of a loved one. He concluded that limbo is not
competitive and the dancers should continue even if
they fall or can't get under the bar. With that the
band again began to beat on their instruments and the
dancing resumed.
Within minutes the dance floor was again full. Cooper
moved to a new table so he could see the limbo which
was completely blocked from view by the dancers. As he
settled in on a bar stool he watched the dancers. This
time the moving circles were much more distinct, and
moved rather more quickly. Earlier in the evening it
might take over a half hour to make a circuit, not
Cooper noticed the same dancers moving under the bar
every ten or fifteen minutes. The bars being over ten
feet long meant that multiple people were either under
or preparing to go under at any one time.
Cooper noticed that for a while the bar was high enough
that those using the local wide stance stomping dance
went under with hardly ducking their heads, while the
visitors were forced to adopt the local style of what
Cooper decided was squat dancing. All this did not
inhibit the passing gropes, if any thing the increased
speed of the two rings meant there was less style and
more urgency to touch as many sexy parts as possible in
the reduced time it took to pass the opposite line.
This set it seemed that the whole LeMarco yacht crew
were bunched up on outer ring. Cooper guessed that Judy
had gotten everyone together - No matter what the band
leader said Judy would certainly see this as
competitive and wanted to show she could go the lowest.
It was just as the outer bar had gotten to the point it
took some effort to get under, about 4 feet, Cooper saw
the first flash of lightning from the dark ocean
horizon. Though he took note of it he was more
interested in watching Judy approach the bar. With deft
practiced precision she spread her legs and leaned back
moving easily under the bar. Mandy followed just as
smoothly. Bonnie, though not as graceful also slipped
under.
Heather approached, it was clear the tight mini dress
would not let her legs spread as far, but you youthful
limberness allowed passage. Tina was last, Cooper also
noticed that Judy was carefully watching as she
approached the bar. Tina was the tallest of our group
of ladies but her athleticism gave her the strength to
make it under within the confines of her mini dress.
Cooper guessed if the other dancers weren't blocking
the way both Heather and Tina would have given the
couple of guys at the table in directly in front a good
view of what was up the skirts, but as it was no one
got to see. As the bartenders lowered both bundles of
bamboo, Cooper clearly noticed the breeze through the
bar picking up and the lightning seemed to be coming
closer. Now with the bar just about 6 inches lower,
quite a number of people were falling or using their
hands to keep them off the floor.
Judy and Mandy got to the bar at the same time, both
now showing effort to get under, but both making it.
Bonnie did not as she tipped over onto her backside and
scooted under crab fashion. Mandy made an approach to
the bar then stopped, backed up and pulled her skirt a
few inches higher, allowing her to spread her legs
wider. Cooper was sure this time the people in the
inner circle got a good look at Heather neither
regions. Tina, blocked from his view by a large man,
slipped under the bar while he was watching Heather.
Before the bar could be lowered again the storm hit. A
sheet of rain descended on the people sitting under the
awning/wall on the side furthest from the bar. As
Cooper's attention snapped to the area now in a
monsoon, he laughed out loud when he saw what Bonnie
was up to. After falling doing the limbo, two men who
had been near her for some time had maneuvered her off
the dance floor and to the railings that ran around the
pavilion's deck.
One stocky guy's hands were obviously making a hasty
retreat from Bonnie's breasts, but the second whom she
was kissing with lusty abandon, still had his hand
stuck between the slit in her skirt. With the damp thin
material it was clear he was working at least one
finger up in her. Cooper could see this for a good ten
seconds before the chaotic crowd blocked his view.
After the initial confusion, it took only moments to
move the outer ring of tables so the sides of the
pavilion could be lowered.
All sound was drowned out by the pounding on the tin
roof. It was far louder than the band could have been
and all conversation had to be shouted. Cooper looked
around for Mr. LeMarco as it was clear the dancing was
over for the night. He was in conversation with a short
middle aged man and his very attractive companion.
After some shouting he waved to Judy to come over and
they continued. It took some time for the crowd to
clear as a good percentage had come by cab and there
were only so many available. It was some time before
Cooper realized that Bonnie was not inside the now
stuffy club. As the club was meant to be operated with
the walls in the "up" position, there were no windows,
so he went to the door and looked into the dark rain
but could see little. He went back in and found Tina.
"Bonnie isn't here!" he shouted.
Tina smiled, "I saw her out by the railing with two men
as the walls were being lowered. She's probably bent
over the railing getting it good by now." She paused
and thought for a moment" But all the same, she is
pretty drunk and the storm is bad. Do you want me to
come with you to find her?"
"No, I'll be fine, no sense us both getting soaked."
Cooper said, then turned to the door. The rain was
coming hard, but not cold. Before he had made it to the
end of the side wall he was soaked to the skin, but it
was refreshing after the stagnant club. He fully
expected to see Bonnie with her soaking wet dress hiked
up to her waist bent over the railing with one of the
guys fucking her hard. He was just toying with the idea
of joining them when he turned the corner to where he
had seen her. But no one was on the rain slashed deck.
As he moved along the wall he saw a pile of white
material in the mud just off the deck. He jumped the
rail and picked it up. It was certainly her dress.
Instantly it went from a jovial hunt for his slutty
wife, to dark concern. He knew she had drunk way too
much of the rum and was not in any position to take
care of herself. The rain was coming harder now and he
made a wide circle looking in all directions. Now he
began to run as fear gripped him.
He ran back to the club entrance. Tina and Heather were
waiting just inside. Before Cooper could say a word
they saw the dripping dress he carried and knew Bonnie
was out in the storm drunk and naked with two men she
did not know. Judy approached the group and began to
explain the plans but was cut short by Tina who
explained what was going on.
"Now I saw her with Philippe LaTriea just before the
storm hit." Judy shouted over the racket. "Is that who
you saw her with? He is about 50ish, a little on the
heavy side but good looking and slightly balding."
"Yea, that's him," Cooper responded. "And another guy,
taller and younger."
"Well I can vouch for Philippe, it is true he will fuck
anything that moves, but he is very nice and would not
hurt Bonnie." Judy answered.
"What about the other guy."
"I don't know him, but since Philippe is his sugar
daddy it is unlikely he is a problem. But all the same
we need to go find her. She could wonder off and get
hurt or lost."
With that Judy quickly rounded up the others and set
everyone off into groups of twos into the torrent.
Leaving Martin at the club to keep Bonnie there should
she return.
Every minute, Cooper and Tina slogged through the
topical storm, his apprehension increased. He saw a
thousand ways she could get hurt. It was a slow search
because the dark and rain limited their view to things
nearly at their feet. He worried that they could walk
right past her and never seen her.
They had been assigned to walk the beach to the left of
the club. The surf was a low tide with a broad band of
sand between the crashing waves to their right and the
trees on their left, giving as good a view as Cooper
could hope. This was not a tourist area so beyond the
trees lay, well kept bungalows, dilapidated shacks and
deep jungle.
They had walked a good mile when, as suddenly as it
started, the rain ceased, and to Cooper's amazement the
stars and moon shone brightly. Now instead of
visibility limited to a mere feet the bright sky lit up
the white sand for miles. Silhouetted against the white
sand, several hundred yards up the beach, was the shape
of a nude woman. Not just a woman, Cooper recognized
instantly it was Bonnie. Cooper and Tina began to run
to catch up to her, as she was slowly walking the same
way as they. The crash of the waves continued, so they
were less than 20 feet away when Bonnie responded to
their shouts.
She turned with a smile "It is so beautiful". She was
completely unaware that she had been the object of a
search for the last hour.
"You have been looking for me? Why aren't you dancing?"
Her words came just a little too fast for Cooper to
believe she was as sober as she thought herself to be.
But he was so relived to know she was safe and oh was
she beautiful in her Eve like glory confidently
strolling in the moon light. If he didn't know the
others were still looking for them he would have
stopped and made love to her then and there, but he did
know they were looking for her.
"Sweetie, let's walk back to the club, everyone is
looking for you," Cooper suggested.
And with out hesitation she said "OK" and started back,
then added "aren't you kind soggy in those wet cloths?"
The concern for Bonnie had drowned all other thoughts,
but now that she was safe and brought it up, he was a
bit uncomfortable. Soon there were three nude figures
walking back down the beach. Bonnie, still a bit
buzzed, had no hesitation filling her husband in on
what had happened.
When the rain hit, Philippe was playing with her
nipples, and Gaston (Philippe's friend) was finger
fucking her as she alternately kissed both of them.
They had wanted to go in when it began to rain but she
was turned on and enjoyed their attention. To stop
them, she had whipped off her dress and headed to the
beach.
"You know men," she said to Tina. "They are so
predictable, they followed me like two puppies."
"So what happened, you naked on the beach with two
French men?" Tina eagerly asked.
"We made love, glorious love in the rain" Bonnie
answered with exuberance "It was amazing. With the rain
washing over us as we lay in the sand they did me in
ways I'd never done before. They knew how to work
together to please a woman. It was great, they did
everything as I just lay and enjoyed. Gaston first went
down on my pussy while Philippe worked on the rest of
my body with his lips and tongue. Then they switched
and when Philippe went to work on my clit I had one
orgasm after another. I think they would have done me
orally forever and I had to beg them to fuck me. When
they did it was a first.
"Gaston is big, not as big as Adam, but bigger than
anyone else I've done it with. I pushed him down and
mounted him, I went down so fast it hurt, but hurt such
that I came just riding him. He sucked my tits as I
stroked up and down his long dick. The big surprise was
when I realized that my ass was full of Philippe. As
Cooper knows I have to be real turned on to get into
anal sex and I have never had one in my pussy and ass
at the same time.
"Well after about four orgasms, I was way turned on,
and though it was weird, I just I screamed for him to
fuck my ass hard. Oh, just telling you about it is
getting me all tuned on. To feel both dicks in me was -
-- well --- I can't describe it - amazing. I was so
overwhelmed by passion it was like I was in a trance.
By the time they came I was spent. I just lay in the
sand feeling the rain come down on my body. I felt so
totally sexy - no not just sexy - I felt like I was a
goddess with lovers at my beckoning to please me."
"So how did you get down the beach, and where did the
guys go?" Tina, totally engrossed, asked.
"Well, as I lay there they started messing with each
other. Well that did not fit with my picture of me as
the center of the sexual universe, so I took a walk -
until you found me."
Cooper observed that she was probably still fucking on
the beach when he started looking for her. If it
weren't for the dark and rain he would have seen her
right off.
***
The LeMarco's had a fresh tropical breakfast delivered
to the San Dinero just after dawn before Ramón cast
off. They had two days to make it back to Miami and the
LeMarco's had one more scuba stop they wanted to make.
Under the power of the auxiliary diesel they would head
directly into the wind for several hours before heading
north east under sail. Ramón, taking advantage of the
furled sail on the mizzen boon, had pitched an awning
over the cockpit affording some shade to the passengers
when they made there way up from below. After the long
harrowing and wet night, no one but Ramón moved until
the island was well beyond the horizon.
10:00 found Cooper listing to the rumbling of the
engine. It seemed anomalous as he was used to the quite
of being under sail. He absent mindedly stroked his
erection. It seemed he had been hard since he found
Bonnie last night. He had wanted to mount her when they
arrived in the cabin, but as hard as his dick was, the
rest of his body refused to move. He could remember
planning to ask for a blow job from Bonnie or the other
girls, but he had fallen asleep as soon as his head hit
the pillow.
He looked around the cabin and found himself alone. He
leaned up on his elbow and peered into the master cabin
and saw Martin and Tina asleep. Once standing he could
see in the aft cabin where Brain lay with Heather
giving him slow head. Evidently his feet hitting the
floor got their attention and both looked his way.
Heather briefly smiled at him before refilling her
mouth with penis. Brian said good morning and eyeing
his dick pointing skyward asked if he wanted a blow job
too. Cooper got the feeling he didn't mean to for
Heather to give the blow job declined saying he was
hungry.
Climbing the short stair to the cockpit he stopped to
listen to Bonnie retelling her story from last night
for the third time, This time it was Judy who was
asking for details. She was particularly interested in
Bonnie's take on being fucked by two men at once.
"Well it was a first for me" Bonnie was saying "With
all that rum in me and having already cum several times
already it did not freak me out when I realized
Philippe was balls deep in my ass. Looking back I think
he has been fucking me for over a minute before my
brain realized that wasn't just Gaston's giant cock.
Part of it was that Philippe wasn't that big. At least
I don't think so, the details are kinda foggy."
Judy commented "Yea, I've had more than a few great sex
stories that were lost in the fog of Jamaican rum. So
did you like it?" "Well" Bonnie paused before
continuing "Well, yea, it was good. No great. It's kina
embarrassing but yea I loved the feeling of being
serviced by two guys at once. It was kina overwhelming
though - like too many sensations coming all at the
same time."
Mandy asked "Do you usually get into anal sex?"
"Not really," Bonnie answered. "It's not that I don't
like it, because I do, but it's kinda a hang up of
mine. Cooper likes to lick my ass hole, but I don't
much let him even though it feels really good. I guess
I'm just too much of a clean freak to get into anal
most of the time."
"You ought to do an enema first" Judy advised "If I
plan on doing anal with Martin or at a party I usually
give myself an enema first."
"Isn't that kina weird?"
"At first it was, but now it is a real turn on for me,
kinda self foreplay." Judy replied "I learned it years
ago from a friend who did a lot of anal for videos.
Haven't you noticed how shit free the anal scenes are
in porno?"
"Never thought about it," Bonnie replied.
Judy looked directly at Cooper, whose head was just
even with the hatch cover "Are you just going to stand
there or come sit with us?"
Cooper, a little flustered, said, "Yea, I was just
coming for some breakfast," as he climbed the rest of
the way up onto the cockpit deck. He was no surprised
to see both the Mrs. LeMarco's and Bonnie lounging nude
on the wide couch like benches that made a "U" shape
around the large wooden spoke wheel in the center of
the cockpit. He was a little surprised to see that
Ramón who was at the wheel was also nude. Usually he
wore his old shorts even when all of the passengers
were nude. Then he noticed Judy was holding his shorts
and surmised that she had insisted he take them off.
Mandy sat up and eyed his still very firm hard on and
smiled "It's nice to see someone appreciates all this
lovely flesh on display" and patted the cushion next to
her indicating where she wanted him to sit. Bonnie was
propped up against the cabin wall to his left so he
took a seat between her feet and Judy.
Before he had even full sat down, Mandy's hand was
wrapped around his member. "Ohh it's so hard." She said
with a smile.
Cooper had to make himself relax or he would have
erupted then and there, so he focused on the fruit tray
on a stand just in front of Ramón and the wheel. He
leaned forward to get a plate. Mandy only released her
grip long enough to lay out on her front, so that when
he sat back down her head lay propped up by one hand,
inches from his cock. Her free hand again wrapped her
fingers around him and slowly stoked. She looked across
the cockpit to her mother-in-law. "He is defiantly
longer than Brian or Martin." She said as she examined
Cooper's penis.
Judy answered, "Yea longer, but I think that Martin is
thicker, especially in the head."
"Yea, your right," Mandy replied. "Martin has that
mushroom head, Cooper here has more of a torpedo dick,
but I'm sure I can take all of him with no problem."
Cooper was taken aback at this banter about his penis.
Even with all that he had seen in the past few days to
have a woman talk like this to her mother-in-law was
very strange indeed. His thoughts were cut short when
he heard Judy say "go ahead and try" and momentarily
Mandy leaned her head forward. Though he could not see
because his lap was filled with blond hair, he could
feel her lips grip tight on the base of his cock and
slowly rise to the head before moving downward again.
Bonnie, from her position to Cooper's right had a
better view, but it took some shifting to actually see
Mandy deep throat her husband. She had never been able
to go that far down with out gagging, but on each
stroke she watched Mandy's lips go down into Cooper's
dark pubic hair before pulling the already taut skin
upward as she clearly was sucking hard. An unexpected
pang of jealousy popped into her brain. It surprised
her that after all they had done, it would still bother
her to watch this young beautiful woman blowing Cooper.
As she watched she realized it was not the fact she was
blowing him, but rather she was doing something she had
not learned to do. She was jealous that Mandy was deep-
throating and worried Cooper would see her as
inadequate in the oral sex department.
Her self examination was interrupted when Judy
continued her previous discussion. "As I was saying
before Cooper came up. OH I made a pun, Cooper came
UP."
Cooper enjoying him self but needing to refocus, added
a very artificial "Ha! Ha!" before she went on. "I do
like having a dick in my ass and pussy, it is great;
but, I really get off on having two dicks in my pussy
at once."
Bonnie who only vaguely remembering Cooper mentioning
that he and Brian had fucked her at the same time in
the dingy ride back to the yacht, quickly forgot her
thoughts and wondered how any woman could do that.
Reading the surprise on Bonnie's face, Judy explained.
"See, I've always had a big box. Even as a teenager I
masturbated using big things, one of my usuals was a
flash light. Not those little ones, but he big "D" cell
flash lights. I must say it was a bit of a let down
when I started doing real boys because only a few of
the hundred or so I guys I did in High School really
filled me. Even Ramón here, with his very nice tool
doesn't begin to make me tight.
Over the years I have made it with more than a few real
donkey dicks that felt great inside, but inevitably
they were attached to people I did not care to spent a
lot of non-sexual time with. Now that is not to say
Martin does not get me off, because we rarely screw
when I don't come at least once. It's just I do like to
feel filled. Lots of time I put a small vibrator in me
when Martin or other regular sized guys are in me, but
when I really want my pussy filled to the max, I like
two guys to do me at once. Both in my cunt I mean."
"I can't imagine," Bonnie gasped.
Mandy, who was evidently listing as she sucked, lifted
her head and added "Me either."
"Well even with two average sized guys - like Martin
and Brian it stretches me to the max. The next day I'm
always sore, but I never regret it. OK, I have
regretted it a couple of times because it hurt to walk
for days. But that was when one of the guys was really
big"
Bonnie, though she thought she was beyond shock, stared
at Judy. "But their dicks are rubbing on each other."
as she thought of Father and Son doing her at once.
"What's funny" Judy said with a smile "Is the guys who
have never had any bi experience are usually the
quickest to cum doing that. I've had several of them
admit to me that they came so quick because the other
dick rubbing on them. I've never yet had any guy refuse
to do a double on me, no matter how macho they are."
Bonnie was now shaking her head "No way, my cunt is
just not that big."
Mandy lifted her face off Cooper's tool and added "I
agree, no way. I must admit it's a kinky turn on to
watch Judy do it, But when I do DP, I'll stick with one
in my ass and one in my cunt, and I don't' do that all
too often." Cooper was lost in bliss. She continued to
play with Cooper's swollen head with her right thumb
and fore finger as she spoke. "I'm still undecided
about tonight." She looked up to Judy with a knowing
smile.
Bonnie began to ask what that meant when Ramón
interrupted; "Ladies", "I'm sorry but your going to
have to move so I can get the sails up. And if I can
borrow Cooper it will go quicker."
Judy instinctively took command, "Come on girls lets
get this food down below while the guys work."
The naked women scooped up the trays and headed down
below.
Cooper sat bewildered, almost ready to cum, he now sat
with his dick rock hard and he wasn't about to sit and
jack off in front of Ramón. He was amused to see
Ramón's penis was now flying at full staff, evidently
from watching Mandy give him head. From below he heard
Judy bark "Brain, pull your dick out of her mouth and
get up and help them hoist the sails." Quickly Brian
was up the steps, also sporting a full erection.
He didn't seem angry about being interrupted, Cooper
was sure it was because he knew full well he would get
all he wanted today. Without waiting for Ramón to tell
him what needed to be done, Brain beckoned Cooper to
the bow and the pulled the lines raising the two jib
sails.
"Well I'm glad to see your taking to all this well,"
Brian said as they cleated off the lines. "Some guys
think they can handle it, but when they actually see
their wife fucking like a damn cat in heat, they just
flip out."
They took hold of the mainsail line and pulled "No
problem here." Cooper answered, "I like to see her have
fun, and it's a turn on for me."
"Oh, I like to watch Mandy too, but not all guys like
it. Two years ago we invited Steve McKinney and his
wife. We thought they would be fine because they had
been having a three way with his secretary Joan,
remember her, for a year, and Joan had been of a couple
of these trips. Well, he was cool the first day, he got
into the nude women and wasted no time in banging Judy
in front of his wife. That night we had a big group
fuck and I began to get bad vibes from him. I couldn't
say what was wrong, but when I watched him watching his
wife fucking dad, I just knew something was wrong.
"The next day he just went to pieces when he woke up
from a nap to find me just cumming into her cunt. He
just went ballistic. If we weren't just an hour from
Martinique I don't know what would have happened. We
dropped them off and they flew home. He quit the
company before we got back to work. It was a mess."
"So why did you think I would be OK with it?"
"Tina had told Dad what Bonnie had told her about how
you had loved watching her do Adam and her friend's
husband. And how you really liked coming home from work
and going down while she tasted of him. Obviously you
were cool with her doing other guys."
"Well, it's not like I ate gobs of goo - it was usually
well over an hour before I got a chance to go down on
her and by then all that was left was a little salty
taste."
"But it turned you on, and that is what matters."
"Yea, I must admit it did," Cooper replied.
As they were wrapping up the lines Cooper heard Tina's
voice from the cockpit "Well, three stiff poles in the
breeze, maybe we should tie a sail to one." All three
guys still had their poles standing up. Cooper knew his
was up from talking about Bonnie fucking, Ramón's was
up because Tina stood behind him, reaching around to
stroking it, and Brian's seemed to always be hard.
"You can tell the girls that the sails are all up and
they don't have to stay down there," Brian told Tina.
"I can, but I think they found some entertainment that
doesn't involve dick."
Tina answered "Then why aren't you partaking."
Cooper asked "First, because Judy, Martin and I were up
playing long after everyone else was asleep. Second, it
is just too stuffy down there during the day to have
fun. I mean working up a sweat by fucking hard is one
thing, sweating when you just laying there is something
entirely different." With that she let go of Ramon's
penis, slapped him on the butt and took her towel to
the bow closely followed by Brian.
Cooper made himself comfortable on the bench on the
right side of the cockpit which was shaded by the
mizzen sail. He had decided he'd had enough sun. Now
with the motor off the sounds were of the waves on the
bow and an occasional ruffle of the sails were just
about all to be heard. Almost, because directly below
him four women were in a Sapphic daisy chain. From the
opened port holes and hatch the quite but unmistakable
of womanly pleasure filtered to Cooper's ears. It
wasn't the a continuous sound, but just the occasional
groan or sigh and every few minutes he could make out a
voice clearly saying "Yea right there" or "Oh, keep
doing that"
Though he thought about going below, he did not want to
interrupt their good time. He did want to stroke his
tool which had been hard most of the time for the last
hour, but he just could not bring himself to do so with
Ramón standing at the wheel just feet from him.
"So Ramón, do all your charters have this much fucking
going on?" Cooper queried.
"Not many this much," Ramón answered with his thick
Cuban accent "You know this is Señor LeMarco's boat,
but when he isn't using it I take care of it as a
charter for him. Sometimes have man and woman on
charter sexing on cabin roof. I think they get turn on
from when I can see. Like now young Mr. LeMarco and
Miss Tina doing on bow, happen almost every cruise,
sexing where I can hear but they not know if I see or
no."
"How often do they ask you to join in?" Cooper followed
up.
"Oh, mostly it is ladies who come to me for pleasure
when their men are asleep. Many men not know how to
please their ladies and only please them self then go
to sleep. Woman come to Ramón and he please them good
before the lay back with sleeping man. Man never know
not only his seed in his woman."
"How many are like the LeMarco's and have you join the
husband and wife?"
"Sometimes with new charter, but usually with charters
who come on La Dinero many times, like the LeMarco's,
they like me to pleasure ladies every trip."
"And the gentlemen?" Cooper pressed.
"Si and sometimes the gentlemen too."
With that Cooper relaxed and listened to the sounds of
the yacht and the lovers.
After a time he thought he'd recognized the sounds of a
number of orgasm, when the quite sound were broken by
Mandy yelling out "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, OH FUCK YES," and
then the subside into loud incoherent mumbling, as
evidently some one had done a real job on her. Before
Mandy's ranting had ended Cooper heard heavy foot steps
moving in the cabin. He guessed it was Martin moving
from his cabin in the bow to the aft cabin where the
women were playing.
Cooper mused how Martin would not worry about
interrupting the girls only time, he would have one of
them speared in seconds with out asking if they wanted
him to join. Sure enough in seconds he heard the
rhythmic slapping of flesh indicating he hadn't said a
word but went straight to fucking. Cooper wondered who
he was doing first. Now with Martin in the room he
would not be invading the all girl play, so finally
Cooper would get some relief for his raging hard on.
"Ramón," Judy's voice came up from below, "Ramón,"
Bonnie's voice echoed. "Could you come down here." This
was followed by some words too quiet for Cooper to make
out followed by some laughter.
Cooper had not gotten up to go to the hatch, so it was
not unreasonable for Ramón to turn to him and ask
"Señor, take the wheel for a while, por favor, I am
being summoned."
Though Cooper had wanted to join the group, his
disappointment was mitigated by the fact he has wanted
to sail the yacht since they arrived but had not dared
to ask. When Cooper stood by the wheel Ramón pointed to
the compass and said to stay on the same south by
southwest heading until he returned.
Cooper gripped the large steel wheel and scanned the
taut sails. He knew if the wind held steady he would
need to do very little. He watched the still naked
Ramón descend the steps and turn to enter the aft
cabin.
He distinctly heard his wife's voice say "me first!"
after a few minutes he again heard Bonnie's voice, "Oh
yea, this is great!"
For the next hour or so he steered and occasionally
adjusted the sails using the lines that were cleated on
either side of the cockpit. From his new position he
could hear some what better that before and he tried to
figure our the various couplings below by the sounds.
Occasionally he could hear the hard "slap, slap, slap"
of hard fucking, and other times he heard comments like
"lick right here" or "Move over here so I can get to
you".
Like before he was sure he could tell a few times when
one of the women came, and he was sure he could tell
when Martin shot a load. But the lustful murmur
continued longer than Cooper thought possible, the he
noticed the noise almost completely ceased except for
the sound of one couple fucking.
Ramon's grunting orgasm was the closing note of the
sexual symphony, then silence. For a good ten minutes
no sounds except the waves and sails, then up came he
six sweaty, exhausted and naked bodies up to the
cockpit. Ramón took his place at the wheel and the
others collapsed onto the cushions surrounding the
cockpit.
"That was great," Many said in a breathy voice.
"Amazing," agreed Heather.
"Oh, Bonnie, how did you learn to eat pussy like that?"
Mandy said more to herself than to Bonnie "You kicked
my ass with that tongue of yours. That last orgasm you
gave me almost gave me a heart attack."
"I think every ship in the Caribbean hear you cum that
time" Judy interjected.
Cooper could see a smile form on Bonnie's sweaty face.
Slowly she answer, "well I just wanted to give you back
what you did for me. Between you and Heather I don't
know how many times I came."
"But that didn't keep you from fucking the hell out of
both my husband and Ramón."
Bonnie smiled again. She felt very good about herself.
She knew part of this was the leftovers from what must
have been ten orgasms, but mostly she felt good she had
brought made both men cum and all three women to
multiple orgasms. Here among what she considered the
sexual elite, she not only held her own, but out
performed them all. Once again she felt like a sex
goddess. She felt the semen from two men oozing out of
the cunt, down her ass and dripping onto the cushion.
She closed her eyes, "This is good" she thought as she
enjoyed to moment.
It was Heather who realized that Cooper wasn't nearly
as contented as everyone else. Possibly because she was
the youngest and thus recovered from the exertion the
fastest, but more like likely because through out the
week they had both felt a little like outsiders and
spent a good deal of time talking.
"Am I the only one who remembers poor Cooper sailed the
boat while be played?" Mandy said with an annoyed tone.
In all the time he spent with her, Cooper never made
any sexual overtures to Heather, so when she moved and
straddle him, he was in shock and did not help at all
as she guided his penis into her. She had given a half
a dozen stokes and was moving down to kiss him before
he responded.
They kissed deeply as she rocked her pelvis on his. She
was still tight after fucking Martin and/or Ramón. That
was amazing, and very wet. Not wet, but squishy. He
felt the warm cream that he was pushing out of her coat
the base of his penis. Even on the last day, another
first: genuine sloppy seconds, or thirds rather. Still
she did not feel loose the way Bonnie did after another
guy had been in her.
He broke off the kiss and said "Heather, you're so
tight, I thought you did them both?"
"Sure they both did. Can't you feel their jizz
squishing out? Ramon already pushed out most of
Martin's, so it's mostly his that he gave me after
doing your wife," she said before covering his mouth
again with hers. He gave into the moment and just
enjoyed the pleasure she was giving.
Across the cockpit, Bonnie watched this beautiful young
women riding her husband. This time she was not
jealous, in her sense of sexual empowerment she had
nothing to fear sexually from Heather or any other
woman. She was a sex goddess. But she did enjoy
watching Heather's ass lift up exposing Cooper's meat
opening those tight lips, then dropping down to push
him all the way inside her. Watching this she felt her
nipples becoming erect once more.
When she stopped moving up and down on him, and began
pressing her clit into his pelvic bone Cooper knew she
had moved from simply pleasing him, to working on her
own orgasm. She pressed harder and moved her hips in
circles causing a bit of discomfort for Cooper, but he
was not to complain. He didn't have long to wait for
after just a few minutes of this her pussy clamped down
on his dick as her hips quivered with the waves of
orgasm.
After taking a moment to recover she dismounted him and
told him to stand. Once up she got on her hands and
knees in his seat, offering herself to him. Cooper
wasted no time and slid his penis back into her.
Looking down he could not help but think of what a
great ass she had. Now being watched by friends as he
drove hard into her was an enormous turn on, but
watching that ass with his dick going in and out of the
tight cunt below was all Cooper needed to reach climax
in less than a minute.
The orgasm was huge. He had to hold on to her hips to
keep from falling over. He forced himself to keep
stroking through the orgasm until his penis softened to
the point he could not continue. It was worth the wait
he thought as he collapsed next to his wife.
All was quiet for some time in the cockpit until Ramón
announced that they were about a half an hour from the
dive spot: The last stop on their itinerary before
heading back to Miami.
***
It was late afternoon when the scuba gear was stowed
back in the lockers and the sails hoisted for the final
leg back to Miami. Since neither Bonnie or Cooper knew
how to scuba dive, they explored the more shallow parts
using snorkel gear. Bonnie was glad she would have a
few stories of her trip she could share with her mother
and her church friends.
As they all stretched out for one last session of nude
sun bathing on the deck Martin came over to Cooper and
said, "We will need to sail through the night to be
sure we make it to Miami in time to catch our flight.
Could you help out by taking a turn at the helm, so
that Ramon' can get some sleep?"
"Sure, but I've never sailed at night."
"It's easy, with the radar on you will know if a ship
is approaching and we will be in deep water so all you
have to do is keep a watch on the sails and our
direction. I think you'll enjoy it."
And so it was set, and agreed that Brian would take the
early shift and Cooper would take over at 2:00 AM, then
Martin would helm until dawn.
Cooper tried to relax next to his wife on the cabin
roof, just in front of the mainmast, but even though he
was dog tired from snorkeling he couldn't relax.
It seemed she was asleep so he was quiet while he sat
up and leaned against the foot of the mast. Though it
had been almost a week since he had first seen Mandy
strip off her swim suit, he still felt his penis stir
with excitement as he looked to the fore deck and in
plain view were Heather, Tina, Mandy, Brian and his
wife all stretched out completely naked in on the teak
deck. The only motion was Tina slowly moving her hand
in the crotch of Heather who lay next to her.
He swiveled around to look behind him to the cockpit.
Martin, not surprisingly, had his camera out. Judy was
posing for some photos beside Ramón as he stood behind
the wheel. The view did not allow Cooper to see below
their chest level, but when Judy stooped down Cooper
could only imagine she was giving him head as her
husband trained his camera at Roman's waist.
He wadded up a towel and relaxed against the aluminum
mast and watched the beautiful afternoon sun play on
the ocean, and the ever so slowly evolving interplay
between the people on the foredeck. It was all so quiet
and peaceful. It took some time for the bodies to every
so slowly slew around till Tina and Heather were in a
loose 69. Mandy had Brian penis gripped in her hand but
was only holding, not jacking it. Cooper's eyes drooped
as he touched his penis; there was little movement
except the slight rocking of the girl's heads.
The pace of the last week took its toll, and sitting
against the mast he fell into a deep sleep of utter
exhaustion.
Next thing he knew he was being shaken hard. In a daze
he found the sun was sinking and momentarily enjoyed
the feeling of a hand on his now hard penis. But he was
astounded to find none other than Martin La Marco's
hand stroking him. Not surprisingly it had grown rock
hard as he slept.
"Come on, Judy is requesting the service of this."
Martin said as he gave Cooper's organ a slight jerk and
moved along the walk to the fore deck carrying the
always present camera. Cooper sat in stunned silence
for a few moments, in disbelief that his boss had just
grabbed his prick. The bright sun was gone but there
was still plenty of light to see down on the foredeck
Brian and his step-mother were messing around, but
could not see just what they were doing.
The other women, including Bonnie, were sitting up
against the railing and it seemed to Cooper that they
were clearly an audience to activities of Brian and
Judy.
Bonnie smiled, this would be some show. She could tell
Cooper was still disorientated from be suddenly
awakened. It had been a show already. A half an hour
earlier, Judy and Martin had brought up some pillows
from the cabin and asked the girls to make some room
for what she said was a traditional last night activity
on these trips.
The foredeck was not a large place, and as one went
toward the bow it got narrow enough that one could
easily touch both rails at once. Bonnie snuggled up
with Tina because, when Brian had made himself
comfortable laying on the pillows, he was close enough
to touch her legs as she leaned against the port (left)
rail or Heather on the starboard. With all the fucking
that had been going on she wondered why the apparent
production as she motioned Mandy to come mount her
husband. They fucked furiously for no more than two
minutes when she dismounted him and turned around.
Judy handed her daughter in-law a bottle of lube and
told everyone this would be a first, not just for the
annual trip, but a first time ever. After lubing her
own husband's penis she turned to face the bow and
slowly guided her husband up her ass. For a few minutes
she rocked up and down on him quietly moaning.
Bonnie whispered to Tina, "What is going on? What is a
first."
Tina just pointed to Martin who had given his camera to
Judy and was moving forward, stroking his semi-rigid
pole. Kneeling in front of his daughter in law he
kissed her gently on the lips, then guided her to a
position lying on her husband's stomach. Brian
positioned a small pillow on his chest and her small
stature made for a perfect fit with her head under his
chin. No sooner had her head come to rest on the
pillow, than Martin rocked forward slipping into her
vagina as he went.
Tina whispered to Bonnie, "This is the first time Brain
and his dad have done her at once."
Though Bonnie now thought herself amazingly open
minded, to see Martin on top of his lovely petite
daughter in law, with his balls slapping on his son
beneath was too much. She was beginning to consider if
going below would be too offensive. It was obvious they
liked the audience. She was spared a decision when
after about 10 minutes, Judy slapped Martin on the butt
and declared it was her turn.
Sure enough soon Heather was shooting the photos as
Brian and Martin did Judy, but like she had said
earlier, both men were in her wildly stretched out
pussy. Judy being Judy gave a commentary about what was
going on and how it felt. For Bonnie, this was very
different than before.
As she watched the "Judy Sandwich" and listened to her
telling everyone she was about to come, again, Bonnie
found Judy's wonton depravity in relishing having her
husband and his son strangely exciting; exciting enough
that she had moved Tina's hand to her clit to sate her
rising desire.
It was after her third orgasm that she told her husband
to go get Cooper. She was sure he was still not fully
awake as Judy guided his dick into her already occupied
cunt.
She was right, it was still dream like as he began
stoking in and out. This was not a totally new
sensation, more than a few times had Bonnie seen him
sleeping with a hard on and began to fuck before he was
fully awake. He just let the good feeling of he tight
cunt keep coming. He could feel Brian's penis under
his, he had felt that at the luau, and this time he had
time to enjoy the feeling of his sensitive organ
sliding up and down the ridges of Brain's extremely
hard tool.
It was hard to tell how long he had been steadily
stroking in and out of Judy when he felt someone began
to run their hands over his ass. It was sexy not
knowing who, so he just let himself enjoy as the hands
caressed his ass then his swinging balls then up to
send shivers up him as a lubed finger slipped up his
asshole.
So much for just relaxing and enjoying, this pushed him
instantly to the brink of orgasm, and if it weren't for
the fact he had been having the most sex in the
shortest time span ever, he couldn't have stopped it.
But, this time, knowing he had an audience, he managed
to force himself to relax and stave off the
ejaculation.
He concentrated on slowing his breathing and relaxing
the muscles. He still felt one hand on his ass and the
finger working in and out, but now he kept it from
overwhelming him. He shifted his thoughts to who was
doing his ass, but he knew instinctively it was not one
of the women. He know his boss was fingering his ass
and when a few moments later the finger was withdrawn
he knew what was going to follow, but wasn't about to
object.
Bonnie could see what was happening and knew the end
result before her husband. She laughed to herself as
she watch Martin fingering Cooper's ass, with his ever
stiff cock almost touching Cooper's buns. "Cooper,
likes anal sex, well now he's going to get the
receiving end." She quietly whispered to Tina, who was
still slowly caressing Bonnie's sex.
She watched as Martin pulled his finger from Cooper and
spread lube up and down his cock before slowly easing
between her husband's buns. She saw him stop
momentarily, then she could tell Martin's prick was
moving past the spinaches and into Cooper's rectum.
Once he was balls deep, Martin paused for several
minutes. Bonnie, assumed he was letting Cooper's ass
adjust to the intrusion. She looked around the
darkening fore deck. Mandy was busy with the camera
getting just the right angle to record Cooper's
deflowering.
To Cooper, initially at first, it just felt like he had
to take a shit. It didn't particularly hurt, Bonnie had
put larger dildos up him and they were more rigid than
his boss's penis. In a strange sort of way the fact he
was being fucked by his boss turned him on, the simple
idea of him being someone's' sexual play thing was
exciting. With out planning to he blurted out "Fuck me
Martin, fuck me hard"
"Yea, let me feel you fucking his ass" Judy's
reiterated, her face pressed against his right cheek.
That voice pulled Cooper's mind away from the dick in
his ass to the larger picture of him being in the
middle of a four way fuck. He was glad to see the flash
of the camera, knowing he would get to see what the
whole pile looked like.
Martin began sliding his tool in and out of Cooper. The
feeling he needed to eliminate passed as he began to
enjoy the feeling of being ass fucked. In short order
Cooper was being slammed by Martin, witch in turn drove
his penis hard into Judy. Soon the "need to shit"
feeling was replaced by sheer pleasure as his sensitive
anal opening was drilled time and time again. Again his
balls were aching for release, and again Cooper
successfully pushed down the need to cum.
To Bonnie it was just a tangled mass of bodies. She
couldn't believe how much control Cooper was showing,
the sandwich pounding continued for over five minutes
when Brian insisted the group get off him. When the
group disengaged though all were breathing hard, all
three dicks were still at full staff. She had a feeling
this was just a warm up.
She was right, it was nearly dawn when Bonnie, hardly
able to walk fell in her bunk. Judy had insisted that
it was tradition that before going to bed on the last
night, Bonnie (and everyone else) must have sex with
every single person on the trip. So it had been
literally an all-nighter. She had lost count of the
numbers of times she came. A couple of times there was
group action, but mostly it was one on one (or two)
with the others telling tales of their sexual past
while watching one couple after another go after it. As
it was the only two who didn't have sex together were
Brian and Martin. Bonnie was a little surprised those
two had any morals left. She was pleased, and somewhat
surprised that the best sex of the night was with
Cooper.
True, she only did Ramón, Judy and Mandy for a few
minutes each, and she did have to admit it was partly
because his dick had the flavor of several of the women
and his mouth tasted of Brain's cum. Bonnie wasn't sure
why, seeing him sucking the last drip from another guy
got her motor running, but it did. She and Cooper made
love with the others watching for longer than any other
couple had gone all night. Except maybe Tina and
Heather who quietly did sixty nine in the shadows for
over an hour. All in all it was like no night she had
ever had, she was asleep in seconds.
Continued in part 8...
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the author.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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