beach to do nothing more than relax and polish our tans, we had an
experience as memorable as any that we have had. The memory of that
experience is so vivid in my mind that I will be able to recount
every detail in the precise order in which it happened.
Laura had chosen to wear a daring thong bikini that covered only a
tiny fraction of her voluptuous body. As we made our way across the
soft, hot sand, heads swiveled in our direction as lecherous men
and envious women ogled my wife's statuesque body. Even before we
dipped our toes in the shimmering blue water, she had been fucked
in the imaginations of hundreds of men and boys and more than a few
women.
We sought seclusion at the far end of the beach where Laura could
take off her top and possibly her tiny thong bikini and get a full
tan. After setting up our two umbrellas and spreading towels on the
sand, I raided the ice chest and popped the top on a frosty can of
Bud. As I gulped the brew in defiance of beach regulations, I
watched my wife slip out of her flimsy halter and stretch out on a
towel. Her lovely round tits were so firm that they barely drifted
to the side.
There is something about the beach on a hot summer day with semi-
naked women all around and the pungent smell of suntan lotion in my
nostrils that makes me horny and keeps me horny for days afterward.
I wanted to jump my wife's bones then and there. I wanted to toss
aside my boxer trunks, straddle her chest, and fuck between those
tantalizing tits. I imagined a crowd gathering to watch the
spectacle and cheering when I popped a creamy load into her smiling
face. I always get that way when I am at the beach. Oh, the sweet
memories of jacking off to Baywatch!
My dick was doing my thinking for me. I had to regain control. A
half-hour splashing around in the pristine water helped to clear my
head. The shrinkage factor had turned my hard-on into a wrinkled
worm. I returned to the little oasis that Laura and I had created
for ourselves and discovered that we were no longer alone. Three
young men had set up camp just a few yards away. No doubt they had
been drawn to my beautiful wife the way stray dogs are attracted to
a bitch in heat. Not surprisingly, they frowned when they saw me.
I stretched out beside Laura, who was peacefully dozing. Eager to
call her attention to her fawning admirers, I "accidentally" nudged
her. "Oh, sorry, darling, I didn't mean to wake you." She sat up
and yawned, her lovely tits swaying like ripe fruit on her chest.
"Pour me a Margarita, dear." I retrieved the thermos containing my
wife's favorite poison from the ice chest and poured the beverage
into a paper cup. "Here you are, darling. By the way, you have
attracted some fans."
"Oh, aren't they cute," she said. She swung her tits back and forth
to tease them. Laura is the epitome of a prick-teaser. She loves
nothing more than teasing a man until he is on the verge of
creaming his jeans. "Do you think they are hard yet?" she asked,
pulling on her nipples. "I don't know about them, but I sure am," I
answered. "I went to a lot of trouble to get rid of my woody, and
now you have given it right back to me."
It was about then that I sensed that something very exciting was
about to happen. Laura and I were both as horny as hell and three
young studs were ogling her from a few feet away. All I had to do
was find a way to put all of the ingredients together and we would
have a delicious sex stew. "Hey, dudes, what's up?" Even though I
was almost old enough to be their father, I tried to act cool but
probably seemed a fool. "You guys are going to get burnt. We have
plenty of shade over here. How about a beer?" They hesitated,
looked at each other, then shrugged and came toward us. "Notice the
tents," I whispered to Laura. She giggled when she saw their baggy
trunks tented in front.
I don't remember their names, but for the sake of journalistic
clarity I will call them Tim, Ray and Jim, the first three names
that come to mind. They introduced themselves and politely
exchanged handshakes. They were on leave from the Navy, which
explained their short hair and fine builds. They were eighteen
years old, part boy and part man. They didn't know it, but they
were in the prime of their lives. There wasn't an ounce of fat on
them and their dicks stayed hard for hours!
Thankful that I had had the foresight to throw in an extra six-
pack, I passed out three frosty cans of brew. It wasn't entirely
out of generosity. Guys that age can't drink, especially on a hot
day at the beach. Getting them a little drunk would speed things
up. Did I mention that I love watching other men fuck my lovely
wife? "So how long are you guys here for?" she asked. "We have to
head back to Norfolk tomorrow," Ray said. "You came down here
looking for girls, didn't you?" she teased. "Yeah, but we didn't
get any, I mean we didn't meet any."
"Come on, Timmy, let's try the water," Laura said. She took the shy
sailor by the hand and led him toward the blue water. I knew then
that she intended to fuck him. I tried to carry on a conversation
with Ray and Jim, but we had little in common. They said something
about just returning from a long cruise. That meant that they were
probably especially horny. Laura and Tim playfully splashed each
other and horsed around like a couple of kids. When Laura stood
next to him, I could tell by the position of her arm and the look
of awe on his face that she had her hand in the cookie jar. The
little bitch had gone for his cock in record time! I was so proud
of her.
Five minutes or so passed and Laura came out of the ocean with a
big smile on her face. Ray and Jim raced across the sand and dove
into the water. They were as eager to find out what had transpired
as I was. Laura plopped down next to me. "Well, did you jack him
off?" I asked. She grinned the way she does whenever she has been a
very naughty girl and wants to tell me all about it.
"I started to jack him off, but stopped before he squirted. Why
waste it?"
"Good girl. How big is his dick?"
"Bigger than yours, cowboy."
"Did he get a feel of your pussy?"
"I let him get a handful. Did you see him grope my titties?"
"Do you want to fuck him?"
"Is it okay with you?"
"Oh, God, yes, baby. I've never seen you with more than two guys at
a time."
"You have been a pretty good boy lately. I guess you deserve a
little treat."
"You are almost old enough to be their mother, you cradle-robber."
"It's been a long time since I had any young stuff. Anyway, they
are legal."
"Damn, I didn't bring the camera!"
"You will just have to commit it to memory. Now go find a place for
us to fuck. I'll do them right here."
My heart raced with excitement as I headed toward the far end of
the beach. It was late in the afternoon and only a handful of
people were still taking in the last fading rays of sunshine. Laura
probably could have gotten away with fucking them right there under
the umbrellas, but there was no point in risking arrest when there
were other options. A short distance away, scrawny trees and
mongrel bushes encroached on the beach. I made my way down a well-
worn path and came upon a small clearing. A burnt-out campfire was
evidence that others had been there recently. Hundreds of condoms,
some still fresh, littered the surrounding bushes. It was the
perfect spot for my wife to do her flawless impersonation of a
slut! Overwhelmed by intense excitement, I dropped my trunks and
masturbated for a few minutes. It felt so good to scratch that
itch!
I returned to our oasis to find Tim and Ray sucking my wife's
nipples and Jim finger-fucking her. When they saw me, they abruptly
stopped what they were doing. "Oh, please tell me you found a
place!" my horny wife demanded. "I found the perfect place for a
fuck party," I answered. "Okay, guys, help me break camp," I said.
It wouldn't have been prudent to leave our things there for any
scavenger to pick over. The three young men were so eager to get
the party started that they had everything packed up in seconds. If
they were that efficient aboard ship, the Navy was lucky to have
them.
I led the way through the scraggly trees and shrubs as the boys,
loaded down with all of our gear, struggled to keep up. I didn't
offer to help. Lugging all of that stuff was a small price to pay
for the privilege of fucking my beautiful Laura. "Wow, cool, here's
one that's still warm," Laura said, holding up a fresh rubber. "I
wonder if there has ever been a three-on-one here? If only these
bushes could talk."
"Okay, boys, get those trunks off," Laura ordered. "Shouldn't
somebody stand guard?" one of them asked. They looked in my
direction. It was clear that they didn't want me to watch, but they
would just have to get used to it. "Larry doesn't let me fuck other
guys unless he gets to watch," Laura explained. "Anyway, it's more
exciting if there is a chance of getting caught." They had to pull
out on the elastic waistbands of their trunks to get them past
their hard dicks. Laura and I both gasped when we saw their rigid
cocks bobbing up and down. They were all hung better than I am.
Laura was in for a treat! She immediately dropped to her knees and
gobbled their peters as though they were candy. She nudged the
sailors into a tight semi-circle in front of her so she could get
to any cock by simply turning her head. I love to watch my adorable
wife suck one cock; with three at her disposal, my pleasure was
tripled.
I tossed aside my trunks and yanked on my aching dick. "You're what
they call a voyeur, aren't you?" Tim asked. Before I had a chance
to answer, he added, "Damn, I've read about this kind of stuff but
never thought I would get to do it." Laura treated each sailor to
deep-throat, and, even though they didn't say so, I could tell by
the looks on their faces that it was their first time. In fact, I
think it was the first time they had been blown. Laura, knowing
that guys that age tend to pop prematurely, didn't stay on one cock
for long. She constantly switched around so that the throbbing
pokers could cool off a little in between sucks.
"Baby, I have an idea. Why don't you suck them until one of them
cums in your mouth, then fuck the other two in our favorite
position." When she ignored me, I knew that she had already decided
to do exactly that. The squirming boys were struggling to control
themselves. None of them wanted to be the first to cum because they
knew they would be in for endless ribbing back aboard ship.
Tim blew the first wad. I knew it was a big one because Laura
usually doesn't gag when a guy cums in her mouth, but she gagged
more than once on Tim's batter. When he was finished, she pulled
away and intentionally let some of his sauce run down her chin. The
little slut knows that I love to see cum dripping off her chin! She
flashed me a brilliant smile to display her perfect white teeth
glistening with the sailor's spunk. "My, God, sailor, how long has
it been since you got your rocks off? You nearly drowned me!" Tim
blushed as he pulled away and collapsed on the sand.
"Okay, boys. I love to be fucked by two men at the same time. One
goes in the front door and the other goes in through the back door.
If you don't want to do it to me, the party ends now."
"Sure, Laura, we'll do it. I've wanted to try that since I saw it
in a porno flick," Ray said. "Yeah, Laura, I can hardly wait," Jim
added.
"I thought you would. Who wants to be my ass-man?"
Neither of the sailors had ever fucked ass and both were eager to
try it. I snapped off two twigs, tucked them into my hand, and held
them out. "Whoever pulls the short straw gets her ass," I said. Ray
grinned from ear-to-ear as he proudly held up the short twig. I was
very pleased because he had the thickest cock. It would look great
plugged into my wife's butt. Laura ordered Jim onto his back and
mounted him but stayed above him.
A few years ago when Laura agreed to fuck other men for my viewing
pleasure, she came up with something that makes it more exciting
for both of us. No cock enters her pussy unless I put it there.
When I guide a hard-on into her cunt, it is as though I am fucking
her with another man's cock. She had already explained our policy
to the boys, and they hadn't objected. They were so hot they would
have gone along with just about anything.
I knelt beside them and took Jim's cock between my thumb and
forefingers. As I lightly held it, it throbbed uncontrollably. I
spread Laura's cunt lips with one hand and guided the sailor's tool
to her slit with the other. "Okay, baby, slide back on it now." My
heart thudded as I watched Jim's fucker swallowed up by my wife's
voracious pussy.
Ray wanted to do his part as soon as Jim and Laura were
successfully mated, but I held him back. Everyone knows that the
ass-man always cums first, so by giving Jim a few minutes head
start, there was a better chance that everyone would cum at the
same time. "Honey, why don't you see if you can find that suntan
lotion," Laura asked. My clever wife was always one step ahead of
me. I had forgotten all about lubricant.
I frantically rummaged through our gear and found the lotion in the
bottom of the bag. I tossed it to Ray and told him not to be stingy
with it. When he had his dick thoroughly oiled right down to the
base, I directed him to kneel down behind Laura. I squirted some of
the lotion against her ass-hole and ran my finger in and out for a
minute or two to prepare her. Then I guided Ray's fat prick into
place. "Ease it in nice and slow," I urged. Laura groaned as his
cock-head stretched her sphincters. "I like this better than
fucking pussy," Ray said, as his dick slid up my wife's tight
heiny.
Ray buried his cock to the hilt in my wife's ass and promptly shot
his load. I was disappointed that he hadn't lasted longer, but
under the circumstances, it was surprising that he had even managed
to get it in without cumming. A horny sailor back from a long
cruise nailing his first piece of ass is bound to cum quickly. Tim,
who had fed a load to Laura earlier, had been furiously
masturbating as he watched his first live fuck show and had managed
to work up a useable boner. I motioned him forward to take Ray's
place.
After guiding Tim's plump dick into my wife's ass, I lay back and
beat my meat to the glorious sight of two perfect peters pumping in
and out of my insatiable wife. The two sailors were awkward at
first due to their lack of experience, but, with Laura's guidance,
they soon got the hang of it. They alternated strokes so that one
cock was going in as the other was pulling out. Laura encouraged
that technique by thrusting back against Tim as he speared her,
then smacking bellies with Jim on the down-stroke. They reminded me
of a fucking machine running smoothly on two cylinders.
Ray, who moments before had shot his load up Laura's ass, was
masturbating as shamelessly as I was and had already restored his
hard-on. "She has only one hole that isn't full of peter," I said
to him. "Why don't you go fill it." He scrambled around by her
head, grabbed a handful of hair, and stuffed his cock between her
lips. It couldn't have come at a better time because his dick
served as a gag to stifle her wails of ecstasy.
Whether by accident or design, the two sailors switched from
alternate thrusts to simultaneous thrusts. They were fucking so
hard and fast that their ball-bags slapped together. It was obvious
that they were coming down the homestretch. Hoping to time my
orgasm to theirs, I jacked my dick harder and synchronized my
strokes to theirs. The four of them went off like a string of
firecrackers. As Laura took healthy young loads in her cunt, ass
and mouth at the same time I became overwhelmed by the sight and
sprayed watery cum all over myself.
That wasn't the end of the party. Laura wanted to do more three-on-
ones in every possible combination. She knew as well as I did that
her trio of eighteen year-old lovers had the stamina for it. We
built a fire when the sun set, and our sordid little clearing
became kind of cozy in the flickering light. When we ran out of
beer, I hurried to get more and returned to find them still going
strong. I drank beer, masturbated, kept the fire going and watched
the show. From time to time, I went forward to guide a cock into my
wife's pussy or ass. Other than that, I didn't interfere. I jacked
off a total of five times, something I haven't done in years. I
imagine all three of those young studs have jacked off to the
memory of that night hundreds of times! I certainly have!
The EnD
P.S. I hope you like this one
