A gravy holder, A C. H. Best Friend, A Tag Along Wife And The Bitch


Two months had past since our utmost fishing trip as a threesome with Gary.
Since that meter thing had gone along back to formula. Once back on land
everybody resumed their convention function, Kathy being the with child little
housewife, Gary the skillful friend and me just enjoying each others troupe. Gary
and I continued to fish nearly every weekend and though he and Kathy may
have joked and seemed More relax around each other, there was no
denotation that they were fooling around when I was n't around or that they
were going to `` run off together '', it had been a one time incident and
ashore they were back to their Platonic `` he 's your friend, she 's your
wife '' commonwealth.

We had a long weekend coming up with a Monday holiday so Gary and I
planned another trip back to the middle priming coat with the full purpose of
actually doing some rattling fishing this time. Yeah right ! Kathy decided
that she wanted to go again. I ask her if she intended a repeat of the
go trip. She said she did n't have it planned, she just did n't want to be
alone all weekend. Better to be bored with us than to be bored by
herself she said. Since nothing more could happen than the last time and
admitting to myself that I had enjoyed it. We started
making plans for the 3 of us if it was ok with Gary. I could secernate by
Gary 's voice that he had no problem with it and that he was hoping for a
repeat of the last trip. His sex lifespan had n't improved with Glenda so he
was horny again. thing are unlike 50 miles out in the gulf.

Much to the dismay of all of us, when Glenda, Gary 's bitchy wife, heard
Kathy was going again, she wanted to go too. Now nothing is worse on a
fishing stumble than a drill wife except maybe a bore bitchy wife. At least
on the last tripper when Kathy had gotten bored she had fucked our brains
out, Glenda was a different story. There was only two multiplication a day when
Glenda bitched about anything. One was when it was too dark, the other
was when it was too light. Other than that she was a `` stellar donna '' that
primped around all day acting two levels better than anyone else around
her, especially Gary and I. She wanted to be the `` yuppie type '' and while
Gary and I both had white collar `` yuppie '' occupation, we were still just `` good
ole son '' at pump and that suited Kathy just o.k., but not Glenda.

Friday afternoon, Gary and I had sneaked out of the post a couple of
hours early, around 4:00 we all met at the dock. We each in our own way
gave Glenda her last chance to endorse out, reminding her that I was Captain
of the boat and if she wanted to follow back before Monday afternoon she
would give to swim. She agreed and off we went. I have to say she
surprised me. She did n't part bitching till we cleared the last buoy.

first the cushions were to hot to set on. Then the railway locomotive racket was too
loud. Kathy did her best to keep her shut up, especially after she saw me
starting to eyeball the anchor and a distance of line. They went below and
changed into their swim suit to catch the cobbler's last shaft of light of sun. Kathy changed
in the main cabin but pulled the blinds on the hatching window unlike the
last trip, while Glenda must have changed in the head because I heard the
door close and lock. When they reappeared on deck of cards Kathy was wearing her
genuine Wal-Mart one man while Glenda was sporting a Daniel Chester French Bikini that
covered very little but cost very much. Always the `` style hound '' she
probably paid $ 300 or more for the thing at some mode boutique.

I have to take on though, she did look unspoilt. All that working out and
paying aid to her looks had paid off. Her tits filled that bra
piece like the bumper ornament on a 56 Caddy. While that two-piece was n't
really a thong, it did n't get over much of the nerve of her white skinned
ass either. Her workout kept that is solid well rounded descriptor. I even
noticed Kathy looking her way a time or too. Like most women, Kathy
notice other char more to compare themselves to rather than any other
ground.

After a couple of hours more or less ( a lot more than when Glenda was
bitching, a lot less when we could savour the trip ) we arrived at the
coordinates I had punched into the auto-pilot. After dropping the mainstay over
the bow, Kathy ask if I thought we could have lobster for dinner party, that
might make Glenda quit some of her bitching. I told Gary what I was going
to do and he grabbed his tank also. As very much to make a statement to Glenda
as anything, instead of going below and changing into my proboscis I simply
stripped then and there and pulled my gear on and was over the arse
followed closely by a naked Gary. My last glanced before hitting the
water was of a befuddled red faced Glenda with a confounded look on her
face.

We were down about 10 minutes had enough lobster and a few shrimp
to course the four of us. Soon the grill was going and the wine was flowing.
Glenda kept nagging Gary to put his clothes on because Kathy was around
and Kathy kept insisting that he need n't because it did n't nettle her.
Finally, I think to spite Glenda More than anything else, Kathy went below
decks and came back wearing only her see through beach wrap. Glenda liked
to feature shit. Glenda said something about we were all behaving terribly
and that we should stimulate something on. Kathy spoke up first and told her to
lighten up, we were 50 nautical mile out and things were different here. `` You
might as well conjoin us, we 'll assume a skinny-dip after dinner '', Kathy told
her.

After a match of arcminute Glenda went below and changed into her
beach wrap. Seems Kathy had forgotten to tell her about the hachure windowpane
and the fact that she had opened the curtain. When Glenda turned the light
on we all sat back and silently bask Glenda in all her prudish aura !
Though not giving us the show that Kathy had the last trip, Glenda was
still a aphrodisiac web site. When she reached behind her and loosened her top those
bumper embellish mammilla did n't sag a bit. Standing straight out I 'd swear you
could have hanged a lilt from her mammilla. And those nipples ! ! I do n't
know if it was the wine-coloured, the sea zephyr, or the three of us setting around
naked, but those mammilla were standing out like .45 cartridges. So grueling
and pointed I could n't imagine of anything but having one of those between
my dentition and tonguing the infernal region out of it. Glancing over at Kathy I noticed
she was glued to the web site below and I could tell, even in the attenuation
light, that her nipples had come erect too.

While Kathy had never given any bi reading I do get it on that while we are
watching porn movies she seems to get wetter when the movie shows a woman
sucking another 's knocker. Also I know that she enjoyed sucking and
nibbling on my teat when we are making erotic love. Hmm, this could be a
promising weekend after all, despite Glenda 's bitching. Glenda, in her
'' lady like '' mode only pulled her can off after she had securely
fastened the wrapper around her, denying us of any Thomas More of the show. As she
turned off the light and started back up the aisle Kathy said with a
grin, `` I hope you boy get as lucky this slip as you did the last ''. We
all chuckled. When Glenda hit the top of the gangway she ask what was so
funny and Kathy told her that we had gotten some `` good stuff '' the concluding
tripper and hoped we got lucky again. It was an indoors joke for the three of
us but Glenda unknowingly said she hoped so too ! Bringing to a greater extent smile and
looks.

After dinner Kathy fixed `` gravy holder swallow '' and leaned heavy on the Tequila.
After a couplet of Margaritas she again suggested a skinny dip. Why not, we
all said and by this meter even Glenda was ready. We went in one after the
former. After swimming around a bit I dove underwater and came up in front
of Kathy. Between the salt water and her branch swinging Kathy had no
problems staying afloat without thrashing her wooden leg about. Taking
advantage of this I dropped below the surface and applied my tongue to her
clit as she opened her legs to yield me access. When I could accommodate my
intimation no longer I surfaced and looked around. Glenda was seated on the
diving platform at the fundament of the gravy boat. She must consume really been
feeling the effects of the Tequila because her legs were
uncharacteristically spread showing a bald completely shaved pussy to the
whole world. Well at to the lowest degree to the three of us. `` Watch this '' I whispered to
Kathy. As I dove submersed I took a carriage on Glenda and sure enough I
came up inch from that wide open snatch seated on the platform. I say
inches, but it was few. I was close plenty that I could stick my knife
out and with a small crimp of my neck was able to run it up her slit and
touch her clit. I could sample the mix of brine and her juices. The
little `` bitchy snow queen encompassing '' was getting wet and her pussy was
running. She did n't travel other than a start when I first touched her so I
continued action on her pussy. Soon she had laid back against the transom
and was just enjoying. I think she had had so often to salute that she
did n't even realize or did n't handle that it was n't Gary working her over.
By now Kathy and Gary had swam over and were watching the show.

Kathy suggested we all get on base and that seemed to shake Glenda from her
sluggishness. As prompt as lightening she changed back to her old self and was
putting on a show of indignation about what I was doing. She slammed her
legs together so fast that I swear if she had n't been pushing me away I
think she would have crushed my skull. Kathy and Gary had to help her on
deck of cards she was so blind drunk. She may have been to smash up to walk but she
was n't too drunk to holler.

First she was a rash on Gary 's ass about how could he stand there and let
another man treat her like that and next she started on Kathy about how
could she permit a man who would do such a thing with her watching.
gripe, gripe, gripe ... .. Finally Kathy had had enough, `` Just get even
with him when he does something like that ''. With that she dropped to her
knees and took Gary down her throat.

Glenda 's jaw dropped like a brick. As practically as she could walk or at least
try, she was starting to get up when a rogue roll hit boat and the
rocking of the gravy holder sent her to her knee on the deck with her ass
sticking out and the remainder of her egg laying on the stern Bench seat. Still
she continued to try to bitch. From the slit drubbing I had done and
watching Gary get `` eaten alive '' by my wife I was ready to go. Having had
enough of Glenda ( the wicked witch of the East ) I dropped behind her and
in one stroke drove all 8 inch balls deep into her. She began flaying
and screaming for me to throw in the towel and squirming to get away. One of the thing
dissimilar about life 50 miles out is that you can holler your befool drumhead
off and it is very unconvincing that anyone will hear. At least any one who
maintenance.

I continued to pound her pussy with all the pent up anger from all
her bitching the whole trip. She tried to crusade herself way with her arms
but I grabbed them and held them behind her back while I plowed into her
like a atomic reactor device driver. Normally when I drive my peter into Kathy that hard and
that fast it is n't hanker before I am gear up to shoot. But this time things
were dissimilar. From the swimming and the booze I was n't going anywhere for a
long clip. `` gripe, you have been needing this and now you are going to get
it '' I said. As I fucked her mercilessly I noticed a variety come about
her. Her screams stopped and became whimpers. Now her body was responding
and what was her crusade to push me out now became piece of tail motions as she
clamped down and fucked me back. Her pussy now became wet again as the
lubricant began to flow. She ceased to fight to get her blazonry idle and
relaxed to relish the screwing. I released her coat of arms to see what would bechance
and she brought herself up on her elbows to to crowd back into my thrusts.
She was getting fucked and enjoying every minute of it. I turned over my
shoulder to calculate at Gary and Kathy.

Kathy had stopped sucking on Gary to find out the show but was seated on the
deck of cards at Gary 's groundwork holding his dick in her hand. Gary was obviously
enjoying seeing his `` bitch '' married woman getting her encephalon fucked out and hard as
a rock. I nodded him over with my nous and as I pulled out of Glenda, she
whimpered a moan and Gary took my billet. It was n't long before he was
pounding away and he and Glenda were probably enjoying the outdo screw they
had ever had.

I moved over to Kathy and as I stood there she opened up and started
sucking me down. After what basically amounted to raping Glenda and
watching Gary 's dick pounding in and out of her kitty I was cook. I unloaded
a huge load into Kathy 's lovesome backtalk and drained me to my knees. I had n't
noticed but while she was giving me such a terrific blow job Kathy had
been fingering her clitoris and when my hot sperm hit her throat she achieved
her orgasm also. We collapsed on the deck together to watch Gary and
Glenda.

Gary has about the Same size that I do and it was burying itself
all the way into Glenda with every stroke. Glenda was moaning and crying
and I could tell she was near a climax herself. Suddenly I saw Gary
stiffen and bury himself all the way up to his balls in her and she began
to cry `` Yes, yes, establish me that cum you bastard, give it to me deep ''. `` Oh
you bastard, I 'm cuming, I 'm cuming ''.

Soon they collapsed on the deck of cards with each rolling against the rails on a
different side. Gary was spent and his dick now hung loosely on his leg.
Glenda sprawled to port with her legs all-encompassing and her red slit lips seeable
in the command processing overhead time lighting. `` What did you mongrel do to me ? ``, she said. `` That
was the greatest fuck I have ever had bar none. '' `` Kathy do you bang these
guys like this every prison term you come out '' ? Kathy replied that she had only
been out with us the one sentence before and started telling Glenda about the
finale stumble we had had.

hearing Glenda using words like `` fuck '' and telling how she had enjoyed it
you could order that a change had come over her. It might all retrovert back
to normal when the sun came up but for tonight she was a changed woman.
Luckily the Nox was still young.

Kathy and Glenda had moved the work bench at the tail while I made fresh
Margaritas. Glenda had literally been fucked sober and I did n't require her
that way too long. As Kathy gave her an abridged version of the effect
from the last misstep I served and Glenda said, `` Oh my pitiful pussy, I 've
never been fucked so unvoiced in my life ''.

'' Yes but you liked it '', I said.

'' Liked it perdition, I loved it ''

'' Hope you boy are prepare for some more ''.

'' Hey now, you have to save some for me too '', chimed Kathy. And we all
laughed.

'' Well my kitty-cat is going to be too sore to do anything after a couplet
of more turns, so you can stimulate them after that '' offered Glenda.

'' I know '' said Kathy, `` My ass was sore for a week after the last trip ''.

'' You mean you took my husband up your ass last time ? '' Glenda asked. `` Well,
he just kinda ended up there. I did them both at the same time and
well, there are just so many station to put a dick '', she laughed ! !

We all chuckled and toasted a new mental attitude in Glenda. Kathy went on to
say that she had n't planned for affair to figure out out the last trip like they
did. It just that things seemed to get out of handwriting. I laughed and said it
did n't get out of hired man, it got in hand, in backtalk, in pussy and finally in
the ass. We all laughed.

Glenda said she could never empathise how anyone could take a dick in the
mouth. It had to be foul. Kathy told her she loved it because she got a
common sense of power from it. `` world power ? What 's powerful about having someone put
you on your articulatio genus and amaze a shaft in your mouth '' ? Kathy grinned and
pointed to me, `` See that limp cock over there ? I have the power to bring
it to life, watch ''. With that she came across the deck, dropped to her
knees and started showing off her peachy attainment as a cocksucker. She was
right. After a few here and now of her tongue swabbing my limp dick and the
full sucking movement of her lip it was no time before I was back to life
and if not totally hard at to the lowest degree usably so.

I watched as Glenda moved across the deck to Gary. After giving him a buss
she dropped to her knee and started trying to give her 1st black eye job. I
could order from Gary 's expression and from the way her cheeks were moving, or in
this case not moving, that she was doing what many charwoman do and was simply
taking him into her backtalk. I nodded to Kathy and then to Gary and she got
the message. She crawled over to Glenda and said, `` Try it like this ''.
She took Gary 's cock from Glenda and made exaggerated moves of running her
spit all over his hawkshaw and ballock. Finally she even sucked his clod
into her mouthpiece one at a time and then plunged his growing staff to the
back of her throat in one quick shot. She warned Glenda to hold that finish
move till she got used to it but to take him now and suck it like she was
drinking Costa Rican colon from a straw. `` Suck with the back of your throat. And do n't
worry about sucking too hard ''.

I watched as the two of them shared my well friends dick between them.
Student and teacher, instructor and bookman, and golden ole Gary the course
task. Kathy goes wild when she sucks anyway. She starts running a full
stream and really gets into it. Before prospicient I think the object lesson was over
and both of them were getting down to some serious action. Sometimes
taking turns sucking, sometimes one on his glob while the early had him
in her rima oris. Even occasionally one on each side with their lip meeting
each other at the head. Before long Gary was warning. `` I 'm cuming, I 'm
cuming ''. Kathy pulled back thinking Glenda was going to get her offset
taste of cum, but Glenda being new, was n't trusted what to do and as she
innocently watched Gary released his entire lode, squirt after pip-squeak shot into
her unsuspecting face. She looked daze but enjoyed a gag with the
residual of us. `` Wow, I see what you mean '', she said. `` That was awful ''.
'' Well sonny boy, I guess you know that means, we have a lot of practicing
to do when we get family '' she said to Gary. `` Be still my frightful nitty-gritty '' he
replied with a laugh. We all chuckled and relaxed again.

'' That really turns you on too, does n't it '', Glenda said. Kathy just agreed
and then we were surprised when Glenda said, `` There is one Thomas More thing I
have to try, while I am so reverse on I want it in the ass ''. Kathy asked
her if she was sure, telling her that takes some getting used to. Glenda
assured her she was so turned on she 'd have intercourse an eel if we caught one. We
laughed and Gary said he would love to oblige her but that he was spent
and could n't. Well as senior pilot of the boat keeping the crew happy is one
of those jobs you just cause to do. So I was volunteered.

Moving over to Glenda I gently started massaging her wonderful breasts. I
took the .45 calibre nipples between my teeth and gently gnawed on them
while lashing the tips with my tongue. I reached down and started rubbing
her clit with my ovolo and ease two fingers into her already soaking do it
snuggle. Between her juice and the freight of cum that Gary had deposited there
there was flock of lube on my finger as I reached small and inserted one
into her anal transit. It was pissed and her lifelike inherent aptitude to squeeze
took over. I told her to relax and though I could enjoin she was trying, it
takes some unnatural control to do it. I told her to turn and lay on the
the terrace like she had before. This time she was n't struggling. As she
leaned there with her ass in the air I moved in behind her and started
reaming her footling rosebud opening. She moaned and started to relax Thomas More
as I probed her as deeply as I could with my lingua. As she whimpered I
backed off and inserted and finger into her now relax and lubricate hole.

Gently I ease it in a knuckle at a time. Finally when I had it all the
was in I started slowly moving it in and out, in and out. She moaned and
whimpered even more, `` Oh yes, yes, that flavor so good ''. I dipped two
fingers into her dripping pussy and when I had a lump of goo I eased them
both into her ass. As I moved them in and out I felt her unbend even more
and when they were moving freely I knew it was fourth dimension to `` get her cherry ''.
As I rose to get into position I glanced at Kathy and Gary. Kathy had
moved to a position where she could play with her clit with one helping hand and
jack Gary off with the other. Gary, still pseudo limp was intent on the
situation of his wife about to take her first putz up the ass.

I moved the brain of my dick up to her little virgin opening and eased it
in little at a clip. Glenda gasp, and let out a little cry. I asked if I
should stop and she said `` No, fuck my ass you big bastard, it feels so
good ''. I eased it on in till I had about half of my peter in her. I
slowly pulled back out to almost the edge of her sphincter muscle the just
as slowly pushed it back in. I could secern we were getting dry so I grabbed
a nearby feeding bottle of suntan lotion and as I pulled out the nest time I
covered my exposed dick. The frigidity from the lotion made us both quiver but
this clock time I slid in even farther. A yoke of more times I eased into her
and finally I was chunk late into her. I pull back the the edge again and
as I started in slowly Glenda pushed back against me taking the completely
matter in one shooter. As I was there almost unmoving Glenda continued to
hammer against me harder and harder. Harder and faster were the words of
the moment. I was doing little. Glenda was using me like a dildo and
fucking her own ass with a passion. Soon I felt her tighten around me and
she started to cry, `` Oh damn, I 'm cuming, I 'm cuming, oh damn I 'm cuming
so hard ''. I thought she had gone ballistic. She fucked back against me and
literally screamed when she orgasmed. I could n't hold back any yearner. I
introduce Glenda to her number one lading of hot cum up her ass. She cried
again, `` Oh tinker's dam, I 'm doing it again ! ! '' I felt her squeeze as she orgasmed
again. Finally we collapsed in a muckle.

I looked at Gary and Kathy. Somehow she had managed to get his spent gumshoe
up enough to use it. As I watched she was there straddling his legs and
had his dick up her ass while she diddled her own pussy. Remembering her
fancy from before I moved over and still one my knees lowered my head to
lick and suck her hot pussy. With Gary pinching her nipples and fucking
her ass and me sucking her cunt it was n't long before she tightened and
with her groan she came so heavy I could smack it on her pussy.

I fell back against the far side and watched s Gary continued to pump her
ass. I guess he had been spent because I do n't conceive he ever did cum in
her ass. He finally relaxed and and just allowed himself to skid out. We
were all done in. It was going to be a farsighted weekend if we kept this up.
It really was recent now but Kathy and Glenda wanted to shower. Gary and I
watched as they moved to the stern and started to shower off. Mostly they
washed themselves but they each wash the others back. As I watched them
turn to each former I saw Kathy bend and take one of those magnificent .45
caliber mammilla into her mouth. Then the other. Glenda just through her
fountainhead back and enjoyed it. That amounted to no more than a quick passing
tinge. But then this was still only Friday night and it was a long way
to Monday afternoon.

affair are really unlike 50 miles out on the Gulf .