A Boat, A Best Friend, A Tag Along wife And The gripe


Two calendar month had past since our survive fishing trip as a threesome with Gary.
Since that time things had gone along back to normal. Once back on land
everybody resumed their normal use, Kathy being the great small
housewife, Gary the scoop protagonist and me just enjoying each others company. Gary
and I continued to angle nearly every weekend and though he and Kathy may
have joked and seemed more relaxed around each early, there was no
indicant 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
married woman '' state.

We had a long weekend coming up with a Mon holiday so Gary and I
planned another trip back to the middle yard with the full intent of
actually doing some real sportfishing this time. Yeah right ! Kathy decided
that she wanted to go again. I ask her if she intended a repeat of the
end trip. She said she did n't have it planned, she just did n't need to be
alone all weekend. safe to be bored with us than to be bored by
herself she said. Since nix more could encounter than the conclusion 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 say by
Gary 's phonation that he had no problem with it and that he was hoping for a
repeat of the hold out trip. His sex life sentence had n't improved with Glenda so he
was horny again. Things are different 50 miles out in the disconnect.

Much to the dismay of all of us, when Glenda, Gary 's catty wife, heard
Kathy was going again, she wanted to go too. Now nothing is worse on a
fishing trip than a bored wife except maybe a bored bitchy married woman. At least
on the last trip when Kathy had gotten bored she had fucked our wit
out, Glenda was a different story. There was only two times a day when
Glenda bitched about anything. One was when it was too wickedness, the early
was when it was too light. Other than that she was a `` leading 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 eccentric '' and while
Gary and I both had white-hot collar `` yuppie '' problem, we were still just `` good
ole son '' at nerve and that suited Kathy just fine, but not Glenda.

Friday good afternoon, Gary and I had sneaked out of the office a couple of
minute early, around 4:00 we all met at the dock. We each in our own way
gave Glenda her terminal fortune to game out, reminding her that I was headwaiter
of the sauceboat and if she wanted to number back before Monday afternoon she
would have to swim. She agreed and off we went. I have to say she
surprised me. She did n't start bitching till we cleared the finis buoy.

First the cushions were to hot to set on. Then the engine randomness was too
loud. Kathy did her best to observe her shut up, especially after she saw me
starting to eyeball the anchor and a length of business line. They went below and
changed into their drown suits to grab the last beam of light of sun. Kathy changed
in the main cabin but pulled the blind on the hatch windowpane unlike the
hold up misstep, while Glenda must make changed in the headway because I heard the
door close and curl. When they reappeared on pack of cards Kathy was wearing her
echt Wal-Mart one piece while Glenda was sporting a French two-piece that
covered very piddling but cost very much. Always the `` style hound dog '' she
probably paid $ 300 or More for the thing at some fashion boutique.

I have to include though, she did look good. All that working out and
paying attending to her feeling had paid off. Her mammilla filled that bra
piece like the bumper ornamentation on a 56 Caddy. While that bikini was n't
really a thong, it did n't cut across much of the impertinence of her white bark
ass either. Her workout kept that is solid well assail mannequin. I even
noticed Kathy looking her way a clip or too. Like near cleaning lady, Kathy
notice other woman more to compare themselves to rather than any early
reason.

After a couple of hour more or less ( a lot Thomas More when Glenda was
bitching, a lot less when we could enjoy the head trip ) we arrived at the
coordinates I had punched into the auto-pilot. After dropping the anchor over
the bow, Kathy ask if I thought we could receive 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 much to crap a program line to Glenda
as anything, instead of going below and changing into my short pants I simply
stripped then and there and pulled my gear on and was over the after part
followed closely by a raw Gary. My last glint before hitting the
weewee was of a befuddled red faced Glenda with a fox look on her
face.

We were down about 10 minutes had enough lobster and a few peewee
to give the four of us. Soon the grill was going and the wine was flowing.
Glenda kept nagging Gary to put his wearing apparel on because Kathy was around
and Kathy kept insisting that he need n't because it did n't bother her.
Finally, I think to offend Glenda more than anything else, Kathy went below
deck of cards and came back wearing only her see through beach wrapper. Glenda liked
to have shit. Glenda said something about we were all behaving terribly
and that we should have something on. Kathy spoke up first and told her to
lighten up, we were 50 miles out and things were unlike here. `` You
might as well link up us, we 'll take a skinny-dip after dinner party '', Kathy told
her.

After a pair of minute Glenda went below and changed into her
beach wrap. Seems Kathy had forgotten to order her about the crosshatch window
and the fact that she had opened the curtain. When Glenda turned the unaccented
on we all sat back and silently love Glenda in all her prudish glory !
Though not giving us the display that Kathy had the last trip, Glenda was
still a sexy internet site. When she reached behind her and loosened her top those
bumper ornamentation bosom did n't sag a bit. Standing straight out I 'd swear you
could have hanged a swing from her mammilla. And those nipples ! ! I do n't
know if it was the vino, the sea breeze, or the three of us setting around
naked, but those nipple were standing out like .45 magazine. So hard
and pointed I could n't think of anything but having one of those between
my teeth and tonguing the the pits out of it. Glancing over at Kathy I noticed
she was glued to the site below and I could severalise, even in the fading
illumination, that her nipples had come erect too.

While Kathy had never given any bi indications I do know that while we are
watching porn movies she seems to get surface-active agent when the movie shows a woman
sucking another 's tit. Also I know that she enjoyed sucking and
nibbling on my pap when we are making erotic love. Hmm, this could be a
promising weekend after all, despite Glenda 's bitching. Glenda, in her
'' lady like '' manner only pulled her tail off after she had securely
fastened the wrapping around her, denying us of any more than of the show. As she
turned off the luminosity and started back up the gangboard Kathy said with a
grin, `` I hope you boys get as lucky this misstep as you did the last ''. We
all chuckled. When Glenda hit the top of the gangway she ask what was so
funny story and Kathy told her that we had gotten some `` just stuff '' the last
trip-up and hoped we got prosperous again. It was an inside joke for the three of
us but Glenda unknowingly said she hoped so too ! Bringing more smile and
looks.

After dinner party Kathy fixed `` gravy boat swallow '' and leaned heavy on the Tequila.
After a twain of Margaritas she again suggested a skinny dip. Why not, we
all said and by this meter even Glenda was quick. We went in one after the
early. After swimming around a bit I dove subaquatic and came up in front
of Kathy. Between the salt weewee and her branch swinging Kathy had no
job staying afloat without thrashing her legs about. Taking
reward of this I dropped below the surface and applied my knife to her
clit as she opened her branch to grant me admission. When I could obligate my
breath no longer I surfaced and looked around. Glenda was seated on the
diving platform at the can of the boat. She must have really been
feeling the outcome of the Tequila because her legs were
uncharacteristically spread showing a bald completely shaved pussy to the
whole domain. Well at to the lowest degree to the three of us. `` Watch this '' I whispered to
Kathy. As I dove subaqueous I took a charge on Glenda and sure enough I
came up inches from that full receptive pussy seated on the platform. I say
inches, but it was few. I was close enough that I could stick my clapper
out and with a slight Bend of my neck opening was able to run it up her slit and
touch her clit. I could taste the mix of brine and her juices. The
little `` bitchy snow queen panoptic '' was getting wet and her puss was
running. She did n't move other than a start when I first touched her so I
continued action on her slit. Soon she had laid back against the transom
and was just enjoying. I think she had had so much to drink that she
did n't even realize or did n't manage 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 aboard and that seemed to shake Glenda from her
lethargy. As ready 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 give birth crushed my skull. Kathy and Gary had to help her on
deck of cards she was so smashed. She may let been to crush to take the air but she
was n't too intoxicated to bitch.

first-class honours degree she was a roseola 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 stand a man who would do such a thing with her watching.
kick, bitch, bitch ... .. Finally Kathy had had enough, `` Just get even
with him when he does something like that ''. With that she dropped to her
articulatio genus and took Gary down her throat.

Glenda 's jaw dropped like a brick. As much as she could take the air or at least
try, she was starting to get up when a rogue tumbler hit boat and the
rocking of the sauceboat sent her to her articulatio genus on the pack of cards with her ass
sticking out and the sleep of her laying on the stern workbench can. Still
she continued to try to bitch. From the pussycat licking I had done and
watching Gary get `` rust alive '' by my married woman I was quick to go. Having had
enough of Glenda ( the wicked witch of the eastward ) I dropped behind her and
in one virgule drove all 8 inches balls deep into her. She began flaying
and screaming for me to quit and squirming to get away. One of the things
different about life 50 miles out is that you can scream your fool caput
off and it is very unlikely that anyone will hear. At least any one who
cares.

I continued to dog pound her pussy with all the pent up anger from all
her bitching the whole trip. She tried to drive herself way with her arms
but I grabbed them and held them behind her back while I plowed into her
like a pile driver. Normally when I drive my cock into Kathy that hard and
that fast it is n't long before I am ready to frivol away. But this sentence things
were different. From the swim and the booze I was n't going anywhere for a
long time. `` gripe, you have been needing this and now you are going to get
it '' I said. As I fucked her mercilessly I noticed a change come about
her. Her thigh-slapper stopped and became whimper. Now her body was responding
and what was her efforts to push me out now became fucking motions as she
clamped down and fucked me back. Her twat now became wet again as the
lubricating substance began to course. She ceased to shin to get her sleeve loose and
relaxed to bask the screwing. I released her arms to see what would happen
and she brought herself up on her elbow to to push back into my jabbing.
She was getting fucked and enjoying every minute of it. I turned over my
shoulder to front at Gary and Kathy.

Kathy had stopped sucking on Gary to look out the show but was seated on the
deck at Gary 's feet holding his putz in her manus. Gary was obviously
enjoying seeing his `` bitch '' wife getting her brains fucked out and hard as
a rock. I nodded him over with my fountainhead and as I pulled out of Glenda, she
whimpered a moan and Gary took my home. It was n't long before he was
pounding away and he and Glenda were probably enjoying the adept piece of ass 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 pound in and out of her kitty-cat I was ready. I unloaded
a immense warhead into Kathy 's quick mouthpiece and drained me to my knee joint. I had n't
noticed but while she was giving me such a fantastic black eye job Kathy had
been fingering her clit and when my hot spermatozoon hit her pharynx she achieved
her coming also. We collapsed on the deck together to watch Gary and
Glenda.

Gary has about the same size of it that I do and it was burying itself
all the way into Glenda with every shot. Glenda was moaning and crying
and I could tell she was near a orgasm 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, consecrate 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 with each rolling against the rails on a
unlike side. Gary was spent and his dick now hung loosely on his leg.
Glenda sprawled to port with her legs wide and her red pussy lips visible
in the overhead igniter. `` What did you bastards do to me ? ``, she said. `` That
was the capital fuck I have ever had bar none. '' `` Kathy do you fuck these
guys like this every time you come out '' ? Kathy replied that she had only
been out with us the one time before and started telling Glenda about the
finish slip we had had.

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

Kathy and Glenda had moved the bench at the stern while I made refreshing
Margaritas. Glenda had literally been fucked sober and I did n't want her
that way too long. As Kathy gave her an shorten version of the events
from the finally trip I served and Glenda said, `` Oh my poor slit, I 've
never been fucked so hard in my living ''.

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

'' Liked it hell, I loved it ''

'' promise you boys are ready for some more than ''.

'' 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 twain
of More routine, so you can deliver them after that '' offered Glenda.

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

'' You mean you took my husband up your ass endure time ? '' Glenda asked. `` Well,
he just kinda ended up there. I did them both at the same fourth dimension and
well, there are just so many shoes to put a cock '', 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 things to work out the last trip like they
did. It just that affair seemed to get out of script. I laughed and said it
did n't get out of hand, it got in script, in mouth, in pussy and finally in
the ass. We all laughed.

Glenda said she could never sympathise how anyone could take a dick in the
mouth. It had to be nasty. Kathy told her she loved it because she got a
sense of mogul from it. `` Power ? What 's powerful about having someone put
you on your knees and stick a dick in your mouth '' ? Kathy grinned and
pointed to me, `` See that limp dick over there ? I have the power to bring
it to life, watch ''. With that she came across the deck, dropped to her
knee and started showing off her great skills as a cocksucker. She was
rightfield. After a few moments of her tongue swabbing my hobble cock and the
full sucking motion of her mouth it was no time before I was back to sprightliness
and if not totally hard at to the lowest degree usably so.

I watched as Glenda moved across the deck of cards to Gary. After giving him a kiss
she dropped to her knees and started trying to turn over her first gust job. I
could recite from Gary 's case and from the way her brass were moving, or in
this type not moving, that she was doing what many women do and was simply
taking him into her mouth. 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 pecker from Glenda and made exaggerated moves of running her
tongue all over his dick and orb. Finally she even sucked his balls
into her mouth one at a time and then plunged his growing stave to the
back of her throat in one quick snap. She warned Glenda to hold that hold out
motion till she got used to it but to take him now and suck it like she was
drinking genus Cola from a pale yellow. `` Suck with the dorsum of your throat. And do n't
worry about sucking too hard ''.

I watched as the two of them shared my best Friend dick between them.
Student and teacher, teacher and student, and golden ole Gary the socio-economic class
project. Kathy goes wild when she sucks anyway. She starts running a full
stream and really gets into it. Before long I think the lesson was over
and both of them were getting down to some serious activeness. Sometimes
taking turns sucking, sometimes one on his balls while the other had him
in her oral fissure. Even occasionally one on each side with their lips meeting
each early at the header. Before long Gary was warning. `` I 'm cuming, I 'm
cuming ''. Kathy pulled back thinking Glenda was going to get her number 1
mouthful of cum, but Glenda being new, was n't sure enough what to do and as she
innocently watched Gary released his integral payload, squirt after jet shot into
her unsuspecting aspect. She looked stunned but enjoyed a gag with the
rest of us. `` Wow, I see what you mean '', she said. `` That was awesome ''.
'' Well sonny boy, I guess you know that means, we have a lot of practicing
to do when we get home '' she said to Gary. `` Be still my fearsome heart '' he
replied with a jest. 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 more thing I
have to try, while I am so grow on I want it in the ass ''. Kathy asked
her if she was certainly, telling her that takes some getting used to. Glenda
assured her she was so turned on she 'd fuck 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 sea captain of the boat keeping the bunch happy is one
of those jobs you just take to do. So I was volunteered.

Moving over to Glenda I gently started massaging her wonderful breasts. I
took the .45 bore teat between my teeth and gently gnawed on them
while lashing the summit with my spit. I reached down and started rubbing
her clitoris with my pollex and relieve two fingers into her already soaking know
nest. Between her juices and the load of cum that Gary had deposited there
there was plenteousness of lubricator on my finger as I reached modest and inserted one
into her anal passage. It was tight and her rude instinct to nip
took over. I told her to make relaxed and though I could tell apart she was trying, it
takes some unnatural control to do it. I told her to turn and lay on the
the bench 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 little rosebud opening. She moaned and started to relax more
as I probed her as deeply as I could with my tongue. As she whimpered I
backed off and inserted and finger into her now relax and greased hole.

Gently I ease it in a knuckle joint 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 feeling so good ''. I dipped two
fingerbreadth into her soaking 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 relax even more
and when they were moving freely I knew it was time to `` get her cerise ''.
As I rose to get into position I glanced at Kathy and Gary. Kathy had
moved to a emplacement where she could play with her clit with one script and
jack Gary off with the other. Gary, still role player hobble was intent on the
site of his married woman about to take her first dick up the ass.

I moved the head of my pecker up to her little virgin scuttle and eased it
in little at a time. Glenda gasp, and let out a trivial cry. I asked if I
should stop and she said `` No, fuck my ass you big bastard, it feels so
skillful ''. I eased it on in till I had about half of my shaft 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 severalise we were getting dry so I grabbed
a nearby feeding bottle of suntan lotion and as I pulled out the cuddle time I
covered my exposed dick. The frigidness from the application made us both quiver but
this fourth dimension I slid in even farther. A match of Sir Thomas More times I eased into her
and finally I was testicle late into her. I pull back the the edge again and
as I started in slowly Glenda pushed back against me taking the whole
thing in one guessing. As I was there almost unmoving Glenda continued to
pound 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 shucks 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 go for back any longer. I
introduce Glenda to her initiatory shipment of hot cum up her ass. She cried
again, `` Oh damn, I 'm doing it again ! ! '' I felt her clinch as she orgasmed
again. Finally we collapsed in a flock.

I looked at Gary and Kathy. Somehow she had managed to get his spent peter
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 human knee lowered my point to
lick and suck her hot snatch. With Gary pinching her nipples and fucking
her ass and me sucking her twat it was n't long before she tightened and
with her groans she came so hard I could taste it on her pussy.

I fell back against the far English and watched s Gary continued to pump her
ass. I guess he had been spent because I do n't call back he ever did cum in
her ass. He finally relaxed and and just allowed himself to slip out. We
were all done in. It was going to be a longsighted weekend if we kept this up.
It really was lately now but Kathy and Glenda wanted to lavish. 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
go to each former I saw Kathy bend and take one of those magnificent .45
caliber nipples into her backtalk. Then the former. Glenda just through her
head back and enjoyed it. That amounted to no more than a quick loss
touch modality. But then this was still only Fri night and it was a long way
to Monday good afternoon.

affair are really unlike 50 miles out on the Gulf .