Mark groaned. I pushed him upon the bed, still on his back. Standing in the walkway I hooked my fingers in my bikini bottoms and wiggling my hips I pushed them to the ground. I then climbed on the bed straddling Mark. I grabbed his cock and aimed it at my pussy. I was just about to lower myself on it when Karen exited the head. She was looking right at us. My exposed pussy facing her with Mark’s cock right at the entrance.
“Nice,” she said.
Unfortunately, that was it for Mark. His cock started spurting cum all over my hand, pussy, and belly. He groaned as he came.
“Oops,” said Karen. “Did I do that?”
Dammit! I was horny! I turned and looked at her. She was smirking. Fuck her, I thought. I ran my finger through the cum and stuck it in my mouth.
Mark moaned.
“Nice,” she said laughingly and the turning to head up the stairs.
I went back down on Mark trying to get him hard again, nothing. Then I heard the steps again. This time it was Paul. I’m sure Karen told him what was going on. I didn’t stop. I wanted to fuck.
Paul watched for a moment and then said, “looking good.”
I sat up and looked at him, cum drying on my belly. “Well thank you,” I said and then went back to sucking.
I felt life coming to back to Mark’s cock.
Paul went into the head.
“Mmmm…,” I purred in encouragement. “You like that? You like your naked wife being caught sucking your cock? What were you thinking? Do you think he liked watching?”
Mark moaned, “I bet you looked sexy as hell.”
“Yeah?” I responded. “You think I looked sexy? Maybe we can get a picture next time,” I continued.
Then he shocked me.
“Or I could watch,” he moaned.
Watch? That was new. This weekend away was bringing all sorts of surprises. I thought I’d explore it.
“Oh, you’d like to watch your sexy little wife suck cock? What, some stranger’s cock? Someone you know? How about fucked? Would you like to watch me fuck? Take a cock in pussy? No, cunt, sluts have cunts. Is that what you want? A slut?”
He moaned as his cock got rock hard.
I dropped his cock and straddled his body. I again reached between my legs and aimed his cock for my pussy. As I lowered myself onto his shaft Paul exited the head.
He stood and watched for a minute. I realized he must have heard everything I said. I wondered what he thought. I tried to concentrate on Mark’s cock inside of me, but I was very aware that Paul could see Mark’s cock slide in and out of me with every stroke.
“Paul’s watching,” I said to Mark.
Mark moaned.
I decided if Paul was watching I would engage him.
“Like what you see?” I asked in my best sultry voice.
“You bet,” Paul said with a smirk.
I continued to fuck Mark’s cock. The heat of being watched flooded my pussy. I was so horny I just wanted to cum.
Paul turned and left. “We’ll be there soon,” he said as he walked out.
“Did you like that baby? Did you like that Paul saw me naked? Did you like being caught fucking? What if you walked in on me fucking down here?” I teased.
Unfortunately, that was it for Mark. He exploded inside me flooding my pussy with cum. It felt good, but dammit, I was still horny. I needed a good hard fuck and orgasm. Then I felt the boat slowing down.
“We’re here,” I heard from above.
I was still covered in cum. I pulled on my suit, and ran to the swim platform. Holding on I used the water to wash the cum off me. Karen looked over the stern onto the platform.
“You ok?” She asked.
I stood up. “Am I clean?” I asked.
“Well at least your body is,” she smiled.
I laughed. “I know, geesh, what came over me?”
“I don’t know,” she replied, “but I liked it.”
So did I, I admitted silently to myself.
We pulled up to the restaurant. Mark had joined us. We needed the extra hands to bumper and tie down the boat as we reached the dock. There were a lot of other boats of all sizes there. The place had a large covered deck on the dock side. It was packed with people. I could see the calypso band in the corner. People were sitting at bar height tables eating and drinking or milling around with drinks. People were dancing to the music. This place was obviously the place to be on a Saturday afternoon. People from boats in bathing suits and people in summer wear, women in dresses, men in shorts filled the place.
As we were docking I saw a man raise his hand and yell, “Paul!”
Karen waved back. Paul was finishing up the docking.
Karen had thrown on a long T-shirt over her bathing suit. She skipped the bathing suit top. She threw me my T-shirt.
When docking was complete we all jumped onto the deck and headed towards Paul’s friends. It was a table with four men around it, all Paul’s age. They all hugged Karen. Paul made introductions.
There was Tom, Bill, Danny, and Jim.
In some ways there wasn’t much difference between them. If you had asked me I would have said four middle aged dudes.
Tom was about 5’10” had greying hair with a thin spot on top. He had a typical dad bod. He seemed like the kind of guy who’d play golf with your dad. Big handshake, big smile.
Jim was almost 6′ and shaved his head. He had a serious air about him, like he was sizing you up for some kind of competition.
Bill and Danny were interchangeable in looks. Probably 5’8″ both about 30 lbs overweight. Both were bald with that ring of hair guys their age get. Bill had a self deprecating sense of humor that cracked me up. Danny was super shy and stumbled over his words whenever he spoke to me. He tried so hard he also made me laugh.
The first thing they did was buy a pitcher of rum runners.
“I haven’t eaten since breakfast,” I said with some skepticism.
“No problem,” said Tom.
We looked through the appetizer menu and I think we ordered one of everything.
The four of them were very attentive to both Mark and I. The usual small talk, where were you from, what do you do.
Bill kept us all laughing. The drinks kept it loose, and the music felt good. I started swaying to the music.
“You should dance,” said Tom.
I looked at Mark. He was in an earnest discussion with Jim. He wasn’t really a dancer anyways. Karen reached out her hand to me.
“Come on, I’ll dance with you,” she said.
We headed for the dance floor. The calypso music made you want to shimmy. It made you feel the hot winds to your very soul. Karen started dancing holding both my hands. Her body moving in sultry sways that oozed sex appeal.
I closed my eyes and started swaying with her. That horniness I felt on the boat was rising up in me again. I wondered how soon we’d be back on the boat. I swore I was going to fuck Mark silly as soon as we got on the boat. Right then I was letting the music take me away.