"It's not that we're so bored with you girls," Chad
added, a little  defensively, "but..."  "Yeah, we know,"
Diane, the petite naked blonde with the perky tits said,
as she sat a cold six pack of beer on the coffee table,
"there just aren't enough holes to go around anymore." 
She looked a good bit younger than her twenty-one years,
due to her small tits, her very slim narrow-hipped body,
and her prominent shaven snatch.  The deep cleft at the
base of her belly disclosed a large, thickly gnarled pink
prepuce and a pair of broad inner labia.  The white
wetness that seeped from between the lips of her cunt to
smear her upper thighs told of numerous screwings
throughout the day. "If the shoe were on the other foot,"
added Peggy, a tall, lanky redhead with large breasts. 
Peggy was kneeling astraddle a muscular, tanned young
man...slowly lifting and dropping her sensuous body to
allow the thick cock beneath her to glide in and out of
her tight vagina as she skillfully fucked a grinning
Dave. "Like, if there weren't enough cocks to keep us
girls happy, we'd be complaining, too." "I really like to
fuck with two guys to a girl a lot of the time," Jeff
chimed in, "but there are times when I'd like one of you
all for myself."  He was a slim, athletic looking guy,
his cock a normal seven inches now, down from the ten it
could reach.   "But with seven of us guys," Phil, added
glumly, "and only three girls left, there's not much
chance of that happening these days."  He was a good
looking fellow with red-brown hair, a slim build, and a
cock that reached eight inches when ready for action.  
"Things are even worse than they might seem, folks,"
Leslie interjected.  The slender brunette came into the
room clad in a pair of panties, and began to get dressed. 
"My period just started...with a bang!...and I'm a mess." 
 Her thick pussy hair was hidden now, but her nice sized
tits bobbled as she walked.   "Want to feel even more
like someone just shit on you guys?" Peggy added with a
giggle, "my period starts tomorrow."    "Unless you guys
all want sloppy sevens with Diane," Leslie said as she
picked up her purse and headed around the side of the
house to the driveway, "you better figure a way to get
the numbers back up again.  Keep me posted." "With all
due respects to the delights of sloppy sevens with you,
Diane," Bob said as he reached out a hand, slipped his
fingers between Diane's semen slicked upper thighs, and
thrust a wriggling finger into her vagina, "I suspect
that taking proper care of seven of us would bore you out
to about a size sixteen."     "That might be fun...for a
while," she smiled, grabbing his hard cock and pumping it
slowly, "but the old club does need some new pussy
flesh."  Bob was a tall, basketball playing redhead, and
his thin coat of cock hair did little to hide the thick
shaft of his throbbing eight inch prick.     "Well, with
Tawny, Mary, Celeste, Nancy, Fione, and Betsy all
graduating," Steve muttered, "it did make an impact...not
to mention the loss of Wes and Craig."  He was idly
masturbating, his hands stroking his nine inches of
gristle.  "What are we going to do about it?" Andy asked,
popping the top of a beer can.  The recognized leader of
the club, he was tall, muscular, had a thick mop of brown
hair on his belly, and the premiere cock in the
collection...eleven thick inches when he was fully
erect...which he always seemed to be at these parties. 
"Let's advertise a "rush" season like the frats and
sororities," Jeff joked.  "I bet we'd get more applicants
than they do."      "Just don't do it the way you guys
did when you "recruited" me," Diane said, a little
testily.  "I don't remember...what did we do?" Bob
queried.  "You invited me to what I thought was a
straight party...pushed the booze so much that I got
deathly drunk.  When I was properly smashed, you stripped
me naked and everyone fucked me till I sobered up.  I
joined, all right, but I was sick for three days
afterwards."   "Yeah," added Peggy, "I didn't really like
you guys getting me so high on 'ludes' that I wasn't even
able to feel it when you got me naked and gang fucked
me." "Well, some sort of 'persuasion' seems to be needed
to get a girl willing to allow themselves to fuck a bunch
of guys in an orgy setting," Jeff piped up.  "And there
needs to be some sort of set-up to keep her from just
walking out and leaving the party," Chad offered.  Chad
was a quiet six footer, black hair thick on his head,
face and crotch, and a nine inch erect penis.     "I
suppose so...any suggestions?" Peggy asked.  There was a
long quite interval, broken only by the soft fluid sounds
of Peggy and Dave fucking.  When Peggy lifted herself up
for her outstroke, Dave's extremely thick penis was
clearly visible between the girl's semen slathered
thighs.  His own very thin blonde pubic hair was matted
wetly down onto his abdomen.  "A boat,"  Phil spoke up
softly.   "What?" Andy asked. "A boat...a big enough boat
for a party," Phil went on, "and a party far enough out
to sea that the new girls can't get off."    "That's a
great idea," Diane said, "but where'd we get a boat like
that?  I don't know about you, but I'm a poor college
student and haven't a dime extra for boat charters."   "I
have one," Phil said, sitting up and getting excited, "my
uncle and aunt were killed a few years ago...I think I've
told you guys about the plane accident...and they left me
a whole bunch of stuff.  The lawyers keep coming up with
new things I've inherited all the time...and just last
month they told me I own a fifty foot schooner.  It's
moored down at Goshen Harbor...but I've only been down to
see it once."  'That's fantastic!" an excited Steve
interrupted, "my buddy Frank and I crewed forty and fifty
foot schooners for week-end jobs during high school. 
We're both licensed masters." "I think we have a plan,"
Peggy squealed, "tell us about this Frank...is he a
likely candidate for the club?"    "I've intended to
nominate him when we had our next opening for a cock,"
Steve continued, "the girls seem to think he's good
looking, he's got a cock like a horse, at least eight or
nine inches, and seems to be fucking a new girl every
week."    "I second the nomination," Diane popped in, "he
sounds like my kind of guy."  "That's all well and good,"
Chad protested, "but I thought we were trying to get more
girls into the club...not more guys.  How about
nominations for some cunts."  "Thought you'd never ask,"
Andy said as he rejoined the group.  They were at his
parent's house, and he'd stepped inside to his bedroom to
fetch a thick envelope.  As he sat down on the patio
surface, he opened the envelope and took out several
packets.  "Dave and I anticipated this little meeting,
and did our homework," Andy said with a grin, "and we
have a couple of names for you to consider."  With that
he took out four 4 x 5 color photographs and laid them on
the paving stones.  One shot was a close-up of a pretty,
smiling blonde, the next showed the same girl in a
bikini, and although the third photo was pretty grainy,
it was clearly the same girl...naked and on her back
while being fucked by Dave on the shore of a lake.  The
fourth photo was grainy again, and was the same girl. 
This time she was wearing a T-shirt, but with her panties
and shorts down to her ankles as she leaned against the
side of a car...and took Andy's cock from behind. 
"Candidate Number One...Amy Winchell," Andy said. 
"Sophomore, History major, real blonde, big tits that
won't quit, small cunt flaps, but a long, erect clit and
a tight vagina.  Time from start of first date to first
fuck...three hours and fifteen minutes for me, four hours
and ten minutes for Dave.  There's no pictures of the
third date with the two of us, but four hours into it she
was completely naked and sucked me while Dave fucked
her."  The others began passing the pictures around as he
picked up the second packet.  "Candidate Number
Two...Sally Thorpe.  Freshman, Psych major, strawberry
blonde, hardly any pussy hair, big tits, exceptionally
large clit and wide inner cunt lips.  Her vagina doesn't
just fuck, it sucks.   Both of us have had her, too." 
Three pictures were passed out...one was very grainy and
poor, shot of a naked girl standing in a shower
room...the work of Leslie.  The second was the same girl
naked in the woods on her hands and knees, being fucked
from behind by Dave.  The last shot showed her naked, on
hands and knees...her thighs straddling Andy's face as he
sucked her cunt...her own mouth over Andy's long cock. 
"Impressive background studies, guys," Peggy giggled. 
"Did you do the same for me before I was "interviewed"?"    
"You damn betcha," Jeff laughed, pulling her to him.   "I
don't have any pictures," Bob spoke up, "but I'd nominate
a girl named Dawn Stevens.  I've been fucking her now and
then on the side...and last week she fucked three other
guys I knew in three days.  She's  got long black hair,
very little cunt fur, nice sort of medium tits, medium
sized cunt flaps, but a big clit, and a tight hole. 
She's a freshman taking Phys Ed...a gymnast...and she has
a great body!" "Any others?" Chad asked.     "Yeah...I'd
suggest Kay Wilton," Steve volunteered.  "I've only
fucked her a few times so far, but she really seems to
like the game.  Each time we've gotten it on, I've had to
fuck her three times before she was satisfied.  She's got
nice looking brown hair, a lot of really densely curly
pussy hair, tits about the size of yours, Peggy, and cunt
goodies much like yours, Diane.  Her vagina's pretty damn
tight and she fucks like a mink."  "I...I may have a
candidate," Jeff said, hesitantly, as his hand toyed with
Peggy's breast, "I'm not real sure whether she'll come
around, but the two times I got into her pants were well
worth the effort.  She's Robin Maloney...a real blonde,
very little pussy hair, tits that are even smaller than
Diane's, and a sleek, trim cunt slit with narrow lips. 
She was a virgin when I got her the first time...so she's
still plenty tight.  Not much experience, but, God...was
she a fast learner."     "Well...a pretty good sounding
lot of prospects," Andy said, looking at the list he'd
made while the others talked.  "Phil...how many people
can this boat of yours hold on an overnighter?"   "I've
only spent a short time on it," Phil replied, "when I
took a dumb little freshman cunt down there to impress
before I fucked her brains out...but the boat's pretty
nice.  There's bunks below for ten, easy...more the way
we tend to buddy up...there's a kitchen...a shower...and,
oh yeah, something odd." "Odd?" asked Diane. "Right! 
There's no toilet on board...not even a place for one.  
But otherwise the boat has storage facilities, water,
fuel and everything for a month's cruise, the marina
manager told me.  But if you want to take a piss, you'll
have to hang it over the side."    "Are you thinking what
I'm thinking?" Diane asked a giggling Peggy. "I sure am,"
Peggy laughed out loud, "if we can get out of the harbor
and away from land before the new girls find out what's
happening, how could one of those new pussies keep her
pants on or her modesty intact for very long if there's
no john?" The next hour was spent on planning for the
great recruiting trip.  The date was set for three weeks
in the future...Spring Break.  The club members would get
all or as many of the nominees on board for what was to
be advertised as a three day, two night cruise down the
coast...but which would really last as long as it seemed
profitable.  The Spring holiday was ten days long.     In
the meantime, the guys were all to try and get dates with
the nominees...and to do their best to get into their
panties, to help the breaking in  process.        The
next few weeks passed quickly, the club members meeting
often for sex and planning.  Everything was going very
well...the supplies were all on board the newly
christened "Ars Amorica" (the "Art of Love")...all the
navigation charts and courses were arranged...and the
whole group worked on the new recruits. Andy arranged to
be Sally Thorpe's date, while Dave squired Amy Winchell. 
Bob talked Dawn Stevens into going, and Steve convinced
Kay Wilton.  Jeff enlisted the help of Diane, Peggy, and
Leslie...and finally got Robin Maloney to agree to come
along, too.  Officially, Diane was with Phil, Peggy with
Frank, and Leslie was with Chad.  Jeff was Robin's date. 
     The three female club members spent some time on the
phone, assuring anxious mothers that the trip was kosher,
that their little girls would be all right...and that
there would be no hanky-panky.  The family members were
told that the trip was planned for just three days, but
depending on the winds, it could take longer...but not to
worry, for there would be two licensed sailing masters
aboard.  At last all the fears were settled and the trip
was on!   The day arrived for their departure and the
various couples came down the pier one by one.  There was
a bit of veiled surprise from the new girls when most of
them recognized that they had slept with more than one of
the guys...but nothing was said.  Each of the group was
dressed in brightly colored shorts and T-shirts.  The
boat itself was a gem...polished teakwood decks, gleaming
masts, glittering brass and bright new paint everywhere. 
Each of the new people was more than a little impressed
with what they saw as the gear was brought aboard.  The
luggage was carried below by the guys to be stowed
later...and an ice chest of beer was broken out to be
enjoyed in the warm sunlight as the last details were
taken care of. Frank turned out to be a handsome, tall
young man with white-blonde, wavy hair...and more than
good-looking enough to satisfy the three female club
members.  He and Steve started the engines, cast off the
lines, and backed the schooner out into the turning
basin.  Moments later, at about nine a.m., they were
smoothly slipping through the entrance of the harbor,
rising to the first of the ocean swells.     The seas
were very gentle and there was an even offshore wind of
about fifteen knots...and the "Ars Amorica" leaped
forward as the great sails rose to catch the wind.  The
deck canted over just enough to be exciting, and the
exhilarated crew rapidly left the shore behind.   A half
hour later, Diane and Peggy disappeared below, returning
moments later dressed in very skimpy string
bikinis...bikinis that barely covered their nipples and
pubic mounds...and whose rear strings sank out of sight
between quivering ass cheeks.  Leslie called to some of
the other girls, and they went below to follow suit. 
Shortly afterward, she returned with Amy, Kay and
Robin...each of them in bikinis...while Dawn and Sally
wore somewhat more modest one-piece suits.   The guys
waited their turn below...and as soon as possible, they
were all in bikini briefs.  More beer was passed around
as the delighted new girls were taken aft to be shown how
to steer and handle the ropes.     The next item of
interest happened after the voyage had settled down into
a lovely calmness.  All the guys were in the cockpit
around the wheel...with Dawn and Sally...the other girls
were all forward, lying and sitting in the sun alongside
the jib.       It was about noon, and the land had just
disappeared below the horizon...when Peggy suddenly
shucked her bikini top, releasing her fine, full breasts
to tan under the hot mid-day sun.  Several of the new
girls exchanged startled glances, but nothing was said
and nothing else of note happened.  Fifteen minutes later
Leslie took off her top...and moments later Diane had
followed suit. From the cockpit, the others saw what had
happened, but made no fuss about it.  Dawn and Sally also
saw the other girls in laughing conversation...and were
surprised to see Kay and Robin reach behind
themselves...and undo their tops to strip them off.  Only
Amy retained her top up forward...and that was for just a
little while, for the other girls soon talked her out of
it.  She blushed, but undid her straps and let the large,
full globes of her beautiful breasts free.   "You girls
seem a bit out of it," joked Andy, "it's a great day for
a tan."   "We'll see," was all that Dawn would say...but
both girls kept their tops on.     "Lunch time," Leslie
announced a bit later, as she made her way aft, breasts
bobbling as she fought to keep her footing on the moving
deck, "come on girls," she called to Sally and Dawn, "I
need some help."  The other girls rose and slipped down
the companionway to the cabin below...and behind them,
the guys exchanged gleeful glances.     Things were right
on schedule...most of the girls topless by mid-day. 
Things would remain under control till after dark
today...unless some of the new girls initiated something. 
That night several of the old girls would contrive to be
seen naked and screwing in the dark, but they didn't want
to push the new girls too fast.    A couple of the other
new girls rose and went below to help, tits swaying and
bouncing...and before long, lunch was served on the
raised cabin roof.       Lunch was a bit quiet, due to
the self consciousness of the bare breasted girls...and
to the rather evident fact that Leslie's cunt was pretty
well exposed as she sat there on the deck with her legs
spread widely.  The crotch band of her bikini bottoms had
slipped to one side (carefully arranged, in fact).  One
of her outer pussy lips and a good bit of curly brown
cunt hair was exposed along the sides of her crotch piece
as she sat there.   They all ate the sandwiches, swigged
more beer, and sampled a variety of fresh fruits.  As the
meal wore on, the beer being consumed helped the new
girls to open up and the conversation got a bit bawdy. 
Dawn and Sally were razzed by the other girls about their
suit tops.  At last, with a big grin, Dawn turned her
back to Bob and let him untie the string that held her
top up.   "I surrender," she laughed, and rolled her suit
down to her waist, revealing her medium sized tits with
their fat, erect nipples.     "What the hell," Sally
conceded, too, and pulled her suit top down to free her
large breasts, and joined the rest of the girls in their
near nudity.  The beer was having one it's anticipated
effects, for each of the new girls had consumed at least
four bottles by this time.    "Excuse me, folks," Kay
said as she got unsteadily to her feet, "be right back." 
The club members all guessed what was going to happen
next, but kept poker faces as Kay went below.  They could
hear doors opening and closing...and then her head
appeared in the companionway. "Steve...I need to talk to
you for a moment," she said, a hint of urgency in her
voice.    "Yeah, Kay...what's up," Steve said as he rose
and joined her on the stairway.  The others heard some
hushed whispers, saw Steve go below to join her in a
charade of looking for the missing toilet.  A moment
later Steve's head appeared above the transom.    
"Anybody know where the head is?" he asked loudly, "Kay
needs to take a piss."   "Steeeeve!" came a pained cry
from below decks, accompanied by a chorus of laughs from
above.    "Sorry about that, Kay" Frank called back.  He
was in on everything, an enthusiastic new recruit.  "This
boat has no head.  You'll have to hang it over the side."   
"What did you say?" demanded a startled Sally.    "No
head...no toilet," was the noncommittal reply, "you have
to take care of your business over the side of the boat."   
"But...but, I...I have to..." she spluttered, "No! 
Forget it!  Turn this boat back to shore right now.  I
have no intention of peeing over the side."  "Well,
Sally...even if we did turn back," Frank said with an
infectious grin, "it's still five hours back to the
harbor.  Can you hold it that long?"    An irked silence
was his answer, and the club members noticed that Dawn
and Robin exchanged anxious looks. "Well, if that's the
way things are," Peggy announced as she got up, "that's
the way things are.  If you people will turn your heads
for a moment...I have some beer to get rid of."   Peggy
walked to the lee rail and the rest of the group
obediently turned their glances away.  She turned her
back to the rail, stripped her bikini bottoms to her
knees to stand there an instant, naked otherwise. 
Grasping a pair of rope lines, she stuck her rump out
over the water and bore down. Red faces were the result
as the new girls were able to very audibly hear the loud
hiss of pissing and the splattering sounds as Peggy's
piss stream hit the water below.  There was total silence
and the noises were unmistakable.  "All clear, kiddo's,"
she said as her stream stopped and she pulled her bottoms
up again.  "That wasn't so bad, I guess."    "Now that
the distaff side is finished, I need to take a leak,
too," Chad announced and walked to the rail.  Andy and
Dave joined him, and they all hauled their cocks out, and
directed their strong streams into the water below while
the girls discretely ignored them. The sounds of pissing
were having their effect...plus the beer filled bladders
were getting more insistent.  "What the hell," Diane said
as she got to her feet and made the trip to the
rail...the sound of her pissing and splashing was
accompanied by a whiff of fresh urine as the breeze
played past her to the deck.  Diane had just stood up,
her bikini bottoms still at her knees and her naked body
exposed when she heard an anguished groan...and saw Sally
lurch to her feet and rush to where Diane stood.  Diane
remained standing there in near nakedness, watching as
the distressed other girl jerked her suit down to reveal
her pale blonde pussy hair and deep cunt cleft. 
Frantically, Sally grabbed at the support ropes and
leaned outward...her distress made more evident by the
fact that a stream of dark urine was already falling from
between her legs before she was entirely clear of the
deck.     Once Sally had finished, the remainder of the
meal was filled with small talk...strained on the part of
Amy...and the club members watched with concealed mirth
as she constantly crossed and uncrossed her legs,
fidgeting and moving about in her seat. "Oh!   Oh!  Oh,
noooo..." she wailed suddenly and turned to dart for the
railing...but it was very obvious that she had waited too
long.  A gusher of yellow piss burbled from her crotch as
she rose, spilling down her legs and flooding her suit as
she ran.  The whole scene was so surprising, that they
all involuntarily turned to watch her scramble across the
deck.  Amy pulled her suit to her knees and turned,
seeing the entire group still looking her way as a
torrent of piss cascaded from the cleft between her
thighs...her naked body bent half double as she thrust
her ass out over the water.   "Hey...there's no need for
all this distress," Jeff said after Amy had cleaned
herself and returned to the group, "we're all big kids. 
If anyone needs to take a leak or piss, just say so...and
we'll give you what privacy we can.  Sorry about the
situation...but it shouldn't ruin anything." "Right,"
chimed in a cheery Leslie, "no problem.  Let's forget
this nonsense and have a good time."    That set the mood
and the tension was released.  For the remainder of the
day, if a girl needed a piss, she just asked for some
privacy, draped a towel more or less across her lap...and
went for it.  The guys were a good bit more
cavalier...and didn't bother to make any
announcement...just whipping it out and letting fly.   
The afternoon passed quickly and pleasantly as the boat
flew on, skimming across the smooth ocean swells.  After
lunch, the guys rigged up a boom with three trailing
ropes, and they took turns going overboard to allow the
boat to pull them along for body surfing.    An amusing
point occurred when Robin, Sally, and Dave were on the
ropes.  The wind picked up suddenly and the speed
increase was exhilarating for the swimmers, as they
skimmed across the water, flipping over and over as they
struck the medium sized waves.     There was a sudden
screech from Robin and the others hurried to see what had
happened.  The frantic and embarrassed girl was clinging
to her rope...and was stark naked.  The waves spun her
over and over...and the onlookers were treated to the
sight of her hard-nippled tits, her sleek nakedness, and
her deeply cleft pussy protected only by a very thin coat
of wet reddish cunt hair.  A wave had caught her suit and
stripped it from her before she could react. The others
pulled the boom in close to the boat, and the girls
helped a mortified Amy up on deck...and into a large
towel.  Moments later, she reappeared on deck clad in
shorts and a halter top...and joined in with the other's
laughter. Supper was without incident, though the new
girls all put shirts on as the sun began to set.  The
club's girls remained topless as they cooked and served
the meal of steaks, mixed vegetables, a salad, French
bread...and a delicious wine. The wine was
special...rebottled for the occasion.  Steve and Chad had
carefully removed the corks and drained the original
common vintage wines...and refilled them with strongly
fortified ones.  The original 14% alcohol rose abruptly
to 35%...though the wines tasted much the same.  All the
club members were told what to expect and took it easy
with the wine, but the new girls were innocent as they
each took several refills.    The wine continued flowing
freely as they cleaned up the dinner mess, and then all
of them moved onto the deck to watch the stars come out. 
The couples were mostly sitting around the edge of the
roomy cockpit...but Bob and Dawn moved up to sit at the
foot of the mainmast, while Steve and Kay sat in the
bows.     The wine bottle reappeared as they talked
amiably and pleasantly of nothing and everything.  The
tropical night darkened swiftly and the only light soon
was that of the half moon that lay low on the horizon. 
"I'd say that the folks up forward seem a trifle
friendly," giggled Diane, as she snuggled tightly against
Phil.     "Good grief...is she...?" Sally asked in a
strained voice.     "I'd say she is," laughed Jeff.  The
light was still good enough to make it quite evident that
Bob's cock was out of his swim trunks, that it was erect,
and that Dawn was masturbating him.  Had the light been a
bit better, they'd also have seen that Steve's hand had
worked Kay's bikini crotch band to one side and he was
finger fucking the giggling girl's wet hole. "I counted
beds below," Leslie interjected, "there's only ten.  What
are the sleeping arrangements?"    "Well," Frank
answered, slowly, "we need at least two people up and
awake at all times to steer and watch the weather...we'll
trade off so that no one has to steer more than four
hours at a time...so that means that fourteen people need
beds."    "I think that some of us can figure a way out
of this...right, Diane," Phil said, slipping his arm
about her shoulders and pulling her close.   "Ummm," she
answered, noncommittally, "that remains to be seen."   
"Besides the bunks below, we have some mats that make
pretty good sleeping surfaces," Frank continued, "and as
long as the weather holds fair, I suspect that some of
you might want to sleep on deck."  "Hey...I was below,"
Amy protested, "and there's only four bedrooms."  
"Right...just four," Frank explained, "but the six big
couches up forwards make out into beds."     "You mean we
have to mostly sleep together in the open cabin?" Robin
interjected.   "I'm afraid so...want to flip for who gets
the bedrooms," Frank replied. They agreed...and the
bedrooms went to Bob and Dawn, Steve and Kay, Jeff and
Robin, and Phil and Diane.  The others resigned
themselves to the remaining spots...and there were enough
to allow them each a single bed, if they wished.   Frank
and Peggy offered to take first watch, starting at ten
o'clock, and Chad and Leslie agreed to relieve them at
two in the morning.  Their relief would be Phil and Diane
at six a.m.    "I suggest that the girls get to go below
first and change into their pajamas," Amy offered, as
Jeff noted that it was almost ten o'clock already.  The
others agreed and in a moment, the guys were all alone on
deck.     There were soft laughs as they saw Andy give a
triumphant 'thumb's up' sign.  Things were going
beautifully.  The girls had consumed far more of the
fortified wine than anticipated...and several were
definitely tipsy.  Plus, in the dark, each of the girls
had allowed her date at least some minor liberties...an
arm about their shoulders so that he might caress her
breast, or perhaps a hand resting lightly in her lap to
stroke her pussy mound.  "OK, guys...remember the deal,"
Andy cautioned, "no funny business to scare the
girls...and wait for one o'clock before coming on deck."    
Each of the new girls in the bedrooms certainly expected
to be fucked as soon as their dates were in with them, 
But Sally and Amy certainly didn't anticipate any action
there in the open cabin.      As soon as the girls were
all ready for bed, the word was passed and all the guys
but Frank came below.  Peggy and Frank were all alone on
deck, as the others assorted themselves, and got a last
beer or snack from the refrigerator.  The four couples
disappeared behind their doors and the main cabin lights
were extinguished for the night...the only illumination
was a small night light in the galley, which made things
faintly visible once one's eyes were accustomed to it. 
The three couples in the main cabin kissed their dates
good-night and slipped into their respective narrow
bunks.  Andy's bunk was on the port side by the forward
mast and Sally's was just forward of it.  A few feet
forward of her bed was Chad's.  Right across the cabin
from Chad's was Leslie's bunk, and behind her was Amy's
and behind her's was Dave's bed.   The cabin fell
quiet...with just the small creaks and other noises of a
sailing ship at sea...but Sally heard a soft giggling. 
She looked forward and across the cabin toward Leslie's
bunk...and saw two figures moving on it.  The light was
just enough to let her see that both figures were naked,
and the guy was on his knees...the girl sitting up and
sucking the long cock.   'Good grief,' Sally thought to
herself, as she closed her eyes again and tried to ignore
the scene, 'I expected some of the couples would try and
screw while we were still at sea...but at least they
could cover themselves up.'   The sounds continued, and
after a moment or two, she opened her eyes again...and
peered across the cabin.  There was no doubt that it was
Chad and Leslie...and Sally could now see that Leslie was
on her hands and knees while Chad was fucking her from
behind with long, slow strokes.    Sally swallowed hard
as she watched Chad reach around and grab Leslie's
breasts...and Sally's hand subconsciously found a place
on her own warm breast.  Her nipple was hard...and she
felt a warm wetness beginning between her thighs as she
watched the other couple.     The couple stopped...Sally
could see Chad pull his cock out of Leslie's cunt...and
they switched positions.  Now with Chad lying down,
Leslie grabbed the long cock and held it erect as she
threw her leg over his belly and skewered herself on the
stiff prick.   Sally drew in a long, shaky breath as she
watched the massive shaft sink up into her friend's
body...and Sally's own hand moved down to her pussy to
slip some fingers between her own now very wet cunt lips. 
The fingers sought and found her erect clit inside, and
she began to rub herself in time to the fucking across
the cabin.     'Hi!" came a whisper, startling her and
raising a blush as she pulled her hand from between her
thighs.  It was Andy!   And he was naked!    
"What...no...you can't..." she protested in hoarse
whispers as Andy pulled aside her sheet and slipped into
the bunk with her.  As soon as he was horizontal, he
kissed her deeply...and Sally felt his free hand
massaging her breast.    "Quite a show over there," Andy
whispered into her ear, as his hand moved under her
pajama top to work on her chest, moving from breast to
breast.   "Andy!  Please...don't...we can't...." she
whispered feverishly, thrilling to the feel of his hand
as it roved her breasts...and then felt a hand abruptly
move down her smooth rib cage to slide inside her pajama
bottoms, and cup her warm pussy mound.  "Sure we can,
Sally...just relax," he chuckled softly into her ear,
"they aren't going to be watching anyone for a while." 
Andy's hand moved between her unresisting thighs and up
into the seeping wetness of her slit.  For a long couple
of minutes, Sally lay back and surrendered to the
sensations emanating from her clit...and then gasped in
pleasure as his fingers penetrated her vagina.    She
hardly realized it when he pulled her pajama bottoms off
her hips and down her legs...and dropped them beside the
bed...only reacting again when he spread her legs wide
and moved over her body. "No...no, Andy...this is crazy,"
her fearful voice cautioned him...but the battle was
already lost, for his long, stiff cock was pressing
against the wet, slippery entrance to her vagina.  In the
next instant, she felt the huge shaft push past the
entrance muscles...and about three inches of cock meat
abruptly slid up into her.    
"Ohhhh...ohhhhh...ohhhhh..." she gasped with each inward
thrust as Andy's prick invaded her ever more deeply, till
at last she felt his cockhead press against her cervix as
he filled her completely.  'God!  He's so big!' she
thought.       She'd only ever been fucked by four
guys...two before she came to college.  One was an old
flame, and the other was her twin brother...who had taken
her cherry while they were on a vacation in Colorado when
they were thirteen.  They were both fun to fuck, she
admitted to herself...but, God...Andy and Dave were both
so huge, and so talented in comparison! The huge prick
began to slip in and out as he began an inspired
fucking...and Sally didn't even make a token protest a
few moments later when he pulled her pajama tops off and
threw them to one side.  Though she was naked now, Sally
didn't even really notice when the covers were discarded
and they continued humping in plain sight of anyone who
might have been watching.     'I can't believe that I'm
doing this,' she thought, 'fucking right out in the open
with four other people just a few feet away!'  Sally
thrilled to the feel of the great penis slipping into
her, and to the strong grip of his hands on her aching
tits.     'What would I do if someone saw me doing this?'
she giggled to herself.  In fact, she had two
watchers...Amy and Dave both had their eyes on her as
Sally took Andy's massive cock with such eagerness.  Dave
made no move to press Amy, but he could see that she was
up on one elbow...her head swiveling to watch first Chad
and Leslie...then Andy and Sally.  He could see that her
free hand seemed to be between her legs, rubbing herself.   
Both couples fucked till each girl and each guy
came...and the room returned to silence as the sated
couples lay down together, tightly embracing.     Dave
saw Amy come...saw her shuddering as the hand between her
legs rubbed faster and faster...and then watched his date
lie back down, too.      Forward, he watched as Andy rose
and returned to his bunk, and Sally just pulled the
sheets over her...leaving the discarded pajamas on the
floor.   Moments later, Chad left Leslie's bunk in the
same way...and Leslie got ready.   Dave's caffeine pills
were working perfectly as he lay there in the dim cabin,
waiting with sleepless eyes...and at last his glowing
watch dial told him that it was one o'clock.  Right on
schedule, he heard a door open toward the back of the
cabin and looked up to see a naked couple ascend the
after stairway...Phil and Diane getting ready to do their
parts.  A moment later, there was the sound of music
playing softly on deck.  Grinning, Dave watched the next
act...a critical one...as Leslie got to her feet, walked
over to where Amy was sleeping, and gently shook the
girl's shoulder.    "Amy" he heard Leslie whisper,
"Amy...wake up...there's something happening on deck that
you might like to see."  Amy rose to a sitting position,
rubbing her eyes, "Wha...what did you say?"  "Come on,"
Leslie whispered in an excited tone, "hurry...we need to
get on deck to see the fun.  Don't wake everyone...just
come with me." Obviously confused, yet curious, Amy rose
and followed Leslie across the dark cabin to the forward
staircase.  As he saw Amy's head go out of sight, Dave
bounded from his bunk...his cock stiffly erect...and
hurried after the retreating figures.  Right behind him,
Chad rose and came, too...equally naked and cock
ready...and headed for the after stair. Amy stepped out
onto the deck, still rubbing her eyes with sleepiness,
and then looked around her...and was stunned!     The
mainsail was down and a lantern hung from the
mainmast...it's pale light illuminating everything with
candid clarity as the confused girl looked about her with
open an mouth. Leslie, naked below the waist, was in the
process of stripping off her pajama tops, but Diane and
Peggy were already completely nude.  Peggy was lying on
her back atop the cabin roof, her legs spread widely, and
a grinning Phil was between her thighs, fucking her with
powerful strokes.   A few feet away, Diane was bent over
with her hands resting on the boom, her feet spread
widely apart and her ass thrust up and back...while a
naked Frank stood behind her and had his hands on her ass
cheeks, spreading them, as he stabbed his long cock into
Diane's exposed dark slit.    Just then Amy saw a nude
Chad appear from the gloom of the cockpit...his cock
stiffly erect and aimed at the sky.  To her astonishment,
Amy watched a now completely bare Leslie run to him, her
tits bouncing, drop to her knees on the deck, grab that
long cock, and start sucking! 'What's happening,' Amy's
confused brain asked, 'the girls are with all the wrong
guys.'    "I think we should play, too," came a voice
behind her, "how about it?"   Before there was even the
possibility of an answer, the confused girl, still a bit
befuddled by alcohol, sensed hands on her hips and Amy
felt her pajama bottoms jerked down...down off her
hips...down her long legs to puddle on the deck at her
ankles.  Her pajama tops were only belly button
length...and Amy now stood there very bare...her fuzzy
blonde muff exposed in the glare of the lantern.  
"What?...Oh, no!...I..." Amy cried, and tried to bent
down to grab the errant pajama bottoms, turning at the
same time in attempt to identify her tormentor.  She
presented a fine view of her naked ass to the laughing
onlookers.     Seeing Dave standing there right behind
her...not only naked but with his massive erection
jutting up at her...startled her again, giving him
opportunity to act. "Hey, Amy," he said, clasping one of
her quivering buttocks in his left hand while his right
one slipped up between her thighs...his fingers seeking
and penetrating her exposed slit, aided by the wetness
that remained from her masturbation earlier, "we're all
among friends here.  Relax and let's get it on!"  'This
is some weird dream,' she thought wildly, trying to back
away as Dave's urgently probing fingers abruptly slipped
up into her hidden vaginal sheath, 'this isn't
happening.'  Amy gasped and shuddered as the eager
fingers pistoned in and out of the wet tunnel between her
legs, his thumb expertly strumming her hardening clit at
the same time. "Relax, baby...relax and let it happen,"
Dave crooned, his left hand sliding up her bare back
under the pajama tops as he pressed forward.  Totally
confused and disoriented by now, and still not too sure
that this wasn't just a weird dream, Amy found herself
being lowered to the hard, teakwood deck.  The wood was
cool and smooth under her buttocks.  The thrusting in her
cunt increased in intensity and speed, while at the same
time, Dave's hand moved from her back under her pajama
tops to her large, soft tits. "Dave...No,
Dave...it's...this is...oh, dear God...."  the last
exclamation marked the point where he withdrew his
slippery fingers, pressed her thighs apart with his
knees, and moved up over her prone and trembling body. 
"Dave...no...no...not here...," Amy babbled as she felt
the hot touch of his ready cock pressing into her tender
slit...felt it push it's way between her broad inner cunt
lips...sensed the pressure as it nestled against the
entrance to her vagina.  "Ohhhhh...ohhhhh...God, oh God,
oh Goddddddd," she wailed as she felt his bulky penis pop
past her tight entrance and slowly begin to insinuate
itself into the silky wet sheath of her cunt tunnel.  In
and in he went for what seemed like yards of cock...and
at last...at last she felt his prick head stop against
her cervix cap.     Giddy, Amy realized that she had
stopped breathing all the while he was slowly entering
her body, but now she gasped in mixed delight and dismay
as the great thing smoothly pulled out...and then slammed
back into her with the first of hundreds of marvelous,
orgasm bringing strokes. In and out...in and out...in and
out!   On and on it went, and things got more than a
little bit hazy.  At one point Amy seemed to remember a
naked Leslie and a naked Diane kneeling beside her to
pull off her pajama top to leave her likewise naked. 
Then Leslie remained there on hands and
knees...alternately sucking Amy's nipples, stroking Amy's
pussy mound, or just sliding her hands over Dave's body. 
Amy looked up once and saw Jeff behind the other
girl...his hips thrusting as he screwed Leslie.  Other
naked guys and girls swirled about Sally and Dave as they
fucked...and then Sally came for the first time...her
first time ever!    Thrust for thrust, her hips met
Dave's inward stabbing cock as spasms wracked her
abdomen.  Waves of intense feeling swept through her body
over and over as she climaxed once, twice, three times. 
Then, as though in a dream, Amy felt strong jets of
liquid heat deep inside her and she realized that Dave
was coming...coming into her with his own orgasm...and
she was so glad!    When it was over, Amy lay there with
her eyes shut, enjoying the afterglow of a great fuck. 
Even when she felt Dave withdraw his penis from her, she
kept her eyes closed...enjoying the feel of his hands
moving over her body, caressing her breasts, her thighs,
her pussy.     Then to her surprise, he entered her
again, his cock as hard as before, and began to stroke
the great cock in and out for a second round.  How nice
it felt...how strong he was...how virile and masterful
his penis felt inside her body.    Amy opened her eyes to
tell Dave she loved him...to thank him...and looked up
into Jeff's smiling face!     "Jeff! Oh, God...Jeff!" she
cried, trying to rise to a sitting position,
"how...why...where's Dave?"   "Shhhh...relax Amy," Jeff
said soothingly, "Dave's with Leslie now.  Just relax and
sense how good it feels to be screwing...just relax and
enjoy."   It was all too much.  First being stripped
naked in front of everyone...then fucked by Dave in the
open among the rest of the group...and now finding Jeff's
penis in total command of her cunt.   She sagged back and
surrendered.   Her dismay and hurt lasted only a few
minutes, though, and Amy began to thrill to feeling of
this new prick inside her vagina...and realized that Jeff
was right...just enjoy what was happening!  Smiling up at
him, she began to respond...thrusting her hips at him,
clenching her tight hole about the invading
shaft...fucking him back...and began the ride to her next
orgasm.   Below in the cabin, a naked male figure
descended the stairs, turned the light in the galley
off...and carefully walked forward to the bunk where
Sally still slept peacefully.  The girl's form was
invisible in the gloom as the figure bent over her, and
without a sound, pulled the sheets back till Sally's
nakedness was entirely exposed     Gently, he pressed her
shoulder and hip back and rolled her over till she was
lying on her back.  He was so careful, that she never
missed a breath of her sleep...and now he slowly pulled
her long, slender legs apart until there was room to
kneel between them. The figure slipped onto the bed,
moved up between Sally's thighs and with the greatest
care touched her sticky, semen coated cunt lips...pulling
them gently apart to reveal the narrow pathway into her
vagina.  His cock was long, hard and erect, and coated
with semen from fucking one of the other girls
topside...and since spent semen was still trickling from
deep inside Sally's hole...there was little resistance
when he pressed his cock head against her vaginal
opening.  All that he heard was a long drawn out sigh as
he carefully wormed his cock deeply into the tight,
clasping hole till he felt the cervix's resistance at the
far end of her sheath.  Gently he withdrew...and thrust
again...over and over...increasing the strength of his
strokes and the speed until he felt her begin to waken
under him.     "Wha...what...Andy?" she gasped in sleepy
surprise. "Shhhh," was the only response, as he kept
fucking her with long, powerful strokes.  The great thing
rippled in and out, taking her breath away.  'You horny
idiot," she whispered back, giggling as she picked up the
pace and thrust back up at him, riding the great cock and
thrilling to it's feel deep inside her belly.     On and
on he slammed into her till Sally suddenly climaxed,
heaving and rolling on the narrow cot.  He stopped and
waited till she was calmer again, and then withdrew his
shaft and moved off the bed.  His hands guided her into
what he wanted next...and a delighted Sally rose to a
hands and knees position, her still spasming cunt exposed
and ready between her sticky spread thighs as her lover
moved behind her, pulled her ass cheeks apart, and thrust
himself back into the ready hole.  'My God!  He's so
horny tonight,' she thought, 'I know he came into me that
time...and he certainly did earlier...and now he's hard
again!'  Sally pumped her butt back and forth, helping
him fuck her anew.  Her big tits jerked back and forth
with her motions...till his hands came around her rib
cage and caught them in a firm grip, kneading their soft
mass and thumbing their erect nipples.  
"Oh...oh...oh...oh, God!...yes...yes...," Sally chanted
as the cock behind her brought her toward another
climax...but...what in the world, she thought...her eyes
wide in surprise as she realized that he had just slipped
a finger tip into her anus.   Astounded...but suddenly
amazed at the sensations from her ass hole as his finger
thrust all the way in, Sally gasped as he began to use
his finger to counter thrust in time to the rampant
penis.    Suddenly she came again...massively...over and
over till she thought she would faint.  She even had a
wild fantasy seem to occur as her lips sensed the head of
a cock against them.  As Sally's mouth was open, the
thing in her fantasy slipped into her mouth...and she
began to frantically suckle the thick rod as it pistoned
in and out.    On and on it went...cocks at both ends and
a finger up her ass...and still the orgasms piled one
atop the next!  Finally, she felt the cocks both seem to
swell even larger, as first the one in her vagina blasted
her tunnel full of new, hot semen...and seconds later,
her mouth was flooded with warm, acrid fluid. It startled
her at first, and Sally nearly choked, but then managed
to drink it down, slurping against the now softening
cock.     Suddenly the cabin lights came on...a blaze of
light that dazzled her for long seconds...and then she
could see again.    "What!...how!...oh, God!...," she
choked in stunned astonishment.  The semen smeared cock
that slipped from her open mouth was Jeff's, and
Dave...who she thought was in her vagina, was sitting on
Chad's bunk...his cock being casually sucked by Diane as
she knelt on the floor in front of him  Jerking her head
around and looking over her shoulder, the confused girl
saw Andy between her legs...his cock still inside her
vagina.   'I...I don't understand..." was all she could
say, feeling Andy's finger still wriggling in her ass
hole.     "You were terrific," Chad said, slapping her
affectionately on her trembling buttock, "best fuck I've
had tonight."  "But...but...Dave and I..." Sally said
haltingly.     "Hey, Sally...good job," a girl's voice
piped up, and Sally turned her head to see Leslie sitting
naked on the bunk opposite...and sitting on someone's
lap, someone whose stiff cock could be seen jutting
upwards under Leslie and impaling her, "welcome to the
wonderful world of gang bangs."    "I don't...what
happened?..." Sally stammered.     "You were had,
Sally...a great practical joke!" Leslie said, lifting and
dropping her body to fuck the long cock beneath her, "we
knew how much of a horny little cunt you were...so after
Dave told us he'd fucked you already tonight...with
everyone in the cabin watching, I might add...we decided
to see what we could get away with."    "I got you on
your back and was able to half fuck you before you woke
up...and then since you thought I was Dave, you kept
right on fucking," laughed Chad.   "And after Chad got
you off and came in you," Andy laughed, slowly slipping
his rejuvenated cock in and out of her seeping hole, "you
still thought it was Dave when I had you get on your
hands and knees for another round."     "We really
thought you'd catch on when I stuck my cock in your
mouth," Jeff grinned, "but you were too far gone to
notice by that time."    "I think you're all terrible,"
she protested feebly, reacting at last as she jerked
herself forward...Andy's hard cock slipping from her
vagina with a loud 'plop' noise.   "What you did was
awful!  And I trusted you, Dave!"  "Oh come off it and
relax," Leslie said, still screwing the unseen guy
beneath her, "you had a great couple of fucks.  Think
about it, Sally...was it good for you?  Did you really
enjoy what was happening there in the dark...and did it
really matter whose cock was doing those nice things
inside you?"   Sally sat there on the edge of the bed,
nakedly exposed and not even trying to cover
herself...and not answering that disturbing question.  
"Hey kids...there's still work to be done," Dave said,
standing, his cock pointing skyward as he gave Diane a
hand to help her to her feet.  "Let's move on Kay and
Dawn first...Jeff and I will take Kay...Chad and Andy can
do Dawn.  First ones through can move to initiate Robin."   
With that, the entire group hurried away, scurrying aft
to the cabin doors where Sally's unsuspecting friends
slept.  The lights were doused again, and she found
herself sitting in the dark with some very confused
feelings...and a full bladder that needed attention.        
Rising, and still naked, Sally moved slowly to the
stairs, ascending them to the cool night air.  The
lantern was out and the deck was dark again as she
stepped on deck.    Her thoughts whirled in her
head...what did she really think about what had just
happened?   The sex she had experienced was not just
good...it was fabulous!...or it was at least it was long
as she thought had that it was Dave fucking her!  She had
enjoyed those cocks in her...and hadn't worried about
being seen...and she hadn't even cared all that much that
Dave, a guy she had only known for about a month was
screwing her.  Were the others right?   Was the enjoyment
of good sex all that mattered?  Did it really make any
difference whether just Dave got into her pussy...or
whether Chad or Jeff...or anyone else on board screwed
her? Still lost in thought, Sally stepped to the lee
rail, grasped a halyard in each hand and thrust her bare
ass out over the side...and relaxed her bladder.  The hot
piss surged from her to splash noisily into the smooth
sea below.     The stream of piss was still trickling
from between the semen fouled cunt slit lips when she
spotted a pair of naked people entwined on the foredeck. 
They were obviously screwing in the moonlight...and by
the cut of the girl's hair, Sally could see that it was
Amy! "Need some of this," a male voice sounded beside
her...and startled her so much that she nearly fell
overboard.     "My sister always wipes her slit after she
pisses," came the voice, and she realized that it was
Phil, "so I thought you might like some."    
"Ah...I...yes, thank you," she said awkwardly as she
stood on the deck and took the small roll of toilet
paper.  Phil had been standing there all the time, she
realized, and he'd been watching as she pissed.  Had
there been light enough, she'd have been seen to be
blushing. "Would you...would you mind turning your back
to me...while I...uh..." she said, haltingly, feeling the
trickle of wetness running down her thigh.   "Why?" he
laughed, "me standing here while you pissed didn't seem
to bother you, and being fucked by all those guys below
was OK...why would the sight of you wiping your cunt be
so different an experience?"  She didn't
answer...wondering the same thing as she made a tissue
pad, opened her legs and half squatted to allow her hand
to slip between her thighs and wipe away the left over
urine droplets...and the worst of the semen dribbles. 
Finished, she tossed the paper overboard and stood there
waiting for something to happen that made sense.  "If we
were ashore and at a dance, ma'am," she heard him say in
a formal voice, "I'd ask you to dance.  But since we're
out here on the boat...and since you're naked and so am
I...I'll ask something different." He moved up close
behind her from behind, his arms moved to her and his
right hand rose to cup her heavy breast...while the left
hand slid down her belly to cover the bulge of her sticky
mons.  She felt his stiff prick glide under her buttocks
and press into her ass crack. "Dear lady," he asked,
again using the formal voice, "since you don't seem to be
wearing a dance frock..." his fingertip pressed into the
seeping slit at the base of her belly and began massaging
her stiff little clit, "...may I have the honor of the
next fuck?"    She shivered, felt the insistent cock
behind her push harder...felt the thick cylinder of warm
gristle slip up between her ass cheeks and press against
her sensitive wet, dripping slit." "I...I would
be...delighted, sir," Sally said, and took a deep breath
before dropping to her hands and knees on the deck...and
welcoming his hard shaft as it glided up inside her body.   
Below decks, the same sort of practical jokes had been
arranged and played on the unsuspecting Dawn and Kay, and
as Amy and Sally finished being screwed and exchanged
lovers on the deck above...all of the conspirators
swarmed into the startled Robin's room and swamped her in
sex.  Having little choice, she, too surrendered...and
all was well.  The random screwing went on for another
hour...until the last of the exhausted revelers finally
dropped off to sleep at about 4 a.m...just as the first
faint hints of daylight were becoming evident in the
east.     Amy woke, lying on the deck, the sunlight full
on her face.  Sleepily, she sat up rubbing her eyes and
looked about her in shocked surprise.  Naked people lay
scattered everywhere.  Chad was a few yards away on his
back, Diane lying atop him...her legs sprawled apart and
Chad's more or less flaccid penis still protruded from
Diane's hairless cunt slit like some sleepy snake.  Close
by, Robin lay on her back, and arm thrown over her face,
and her legs partly spread to reveal the wetly matted
pubic hair and her still reddened labia.     To Amy's
right she saw Leslie lying on her side, her back to Amy. 
Leslie's legs were drawn up into a sort of foetal
position...revealing the other girl's fat labia and bold
slit...and half dried white trickles of semen marked her
thigh, fluids that had drained from the overfilled
vagina.  Dawn, Sally, and Kay were asleep on the deck
forward, each cuddled up with their last lover.   
Suddenly it all came back and Amy looked down to confirm
her own nudity.  As she scanned her body, Amy was
dismayed to see that her blonde pussy hair was matted to
her skin by stickiness, and that her breasts were
spattered with crusty, dried white spots.  A touch to her
mouth found dried crustiness as well...and she remembered
the three cocks she'd sucked...plus how Dave's cock had
slipped from her lips just as he'd climaxed.  She giggled
as she recalled her surprise when three long hot jets of
semen had spurted from the thing and splattered across
her nose and cheeks.     What an incredible night, Amy
thought, as she rose to her feet and stretched in the
cool morning air.  She looked about her again, at the
naked forms, and the clothes scattered on deck.  Peggy
alone was at the helm, nude like all the others, and was
the only other person she saw awake.    The boat was
sitting in a dead calm...the water about them glassy
smooth.   Urgencies of a primal sort prompted her to go
to the side of the boat where they'd peed yesterday...and
she was relieved to find a roll of toilet paper in a can
beside the rail.  Checking to see that she was still
alone on deck with just Peggy watching, Amy stood on the
rail, grabbed the lines, and stuck her ass out into the
clear air above the water.    The piss boiled out of her,
frothing and spluttering as it fought through the matted
pubic hair and literally sprayed from her slit like the
fountain from a watering can instead of the normal single
stream she expected.  Amy felt hot spatters on her thighs
and calves, and sensed the warm piss streams running
under her ass cheeks as her bladder drained noisily.   
Once the piss was emptied, she remained there on the rail
and bore down hard.  There was instant tummy relief as
Amy felt a fat turd begin to move past her tightly
puckered anus.  Her eyes were directed between her feet,
and she saw the heavy brown mass as it plopped into the
sea.  Another turd, longer and more slender, followed it
a few seconds later.     Feeling better, Amy stepped back
on the deck and  cleaned herself as best she could with
the toilet paper...tossing the soiled patches overboard.    
Amy walked back to sit on the cockpit cushions near
Peggy.    "Sleep well?" Peggy asked.  Her friend was half
lying back onto the bunched up cushions, her legs
sprawling widely.  Amy could see that Peggy's reddish
pussy fur was matted to her cunt like her own, and
Peggy's thick, broad inner lips and prepuce were
prominently evident.     "Yes, thank you," Amy answered,
"but the night was pretty short...what with...well, you
know."    "I sure do," Peggy laughed, "how many times did
you get fucked?"    "I...I'm not really sure," Amy
answered, feeling a blush coming on, "but I remember five
times...and some sucking."    "You did all right for the
first night," Peggy said, grinning, "I got laid five
times, too."   "Peggy...what happened last night?" Amy
asked abruptly.     "What happened?  A bunch of friends
had a great time and we all got laid," was the
incredulous reply.  "No...I mean, why did it happen? 
What's with this bunch?" "I guess we're just normally
horny folks and the setting was right for us to let our
hair...and our panties...down and enjoy ourselves," Peggy
laughed, "you did enjoy yourself, didn't you?"    
"I...yes...yes, I did enjoy it," Amy said in a bemused
voice, "though I can't imagine why.  That's hardly the
sort of thing I would ever have suspected that I'd do."     
"Well then...if you enjoyed what happened," Peggy said,
seriously, "then don't worry about it...just grab the fun
and run with it.  I suspect that after that ice breaker
last night, today aught to be a lot of fun." "Oh dear, I
hadn't thought about that," Amy said.  "I'm not too sure
I want to...I mean I don't know about a repeat of last
night.  Maybe I better get dressed before any of the
others wake up."    "Well...what ever you like, but you
are a bit of a mess," Peggy said, "don't you want to get
that crotch cleaned up and wash yourself?  There's no
wind...let's get a bar of soap from below and slip
overboard to get a quick bath."    The soap was produced
and the two girls lowered a short ladder over the side,
dropping into the warm, clear water to swim for a few
minutes.  Then they climbed back on deck, water streaming
from their sleek bodies as they soaped themselves and
each other...concentrating on their cunts and hair...till
they were clad in a thick layer of white suds.    
Laughing at their appearance, they hurried to the rail
and dived overboard to rinse.   Clean and refreshed, they
came back aboard and Amy went below to her bunk.  The
cabin was deserted as she sorted through her things to
find a pair of panties and a shift dress.  There seemed
little need for a bra, she thought as she pulled on the
simple garments.    "I'll watch the wheel for you," Amy
said to Peggy as she reached the deck again, "and you can
get dressed now."   "Thanks," Peggy said, sitting with
her knees widely apart and idly scratching her pussy,
with its now fluffy hair, "but I think I like being
naked.  Maybe I'll put something on later."  The noise of
falling water caught Amy's attention and she turned to
see a startling sight.  Dave and Phil were standing at
the rail with Leslie between them.  Both guys were
holding their long cocks as they pissed, while Leslie was
hanging her rump over the water as Amy had done...and a
thick yellow stream spurted from her crotch. As Amy
stared, Dave finished pissing and turned his back to the
rail, and he too squatted.  Amy hardly believed her eyes,
as Dave and Leslie chatted casually...both of them were
shitting.  A moment later, the pair stood on the deck
passing the toilet paper roll from hand to hand as they
wiped their anuses.  Looking away, Amy caught Robin's eye
as the other girl sat on the edge of the Cabin roof. 
Robin, too, had been watching the scene.     With a
little grin at Amy, and a resigned a shrug of her
shoulders, Robin rose and padded naked to the edge of the
boat...and a moment later was pissing over the side.   
The others woke up in the next few moments and the air
was soon filled with the smell of coffee and breakfast
cooking.  As everyone was a mess, all of the crew but Amy
and Peggy leaped over the side for their morning bath, in
the guise of a raucous and laugh filled swim.  Unable to
avoid what looked like fun...and laughing at the taunts
of the swimmers...Peggy dived in again.  A moment later,
Amy skinned her panties down and off, flipped her dress
over her head, and newly nude, leaped in with the others.   
"Well, what do you think of the new cunt crop?" Leslie
asked, as she sat on the rail with Andy and watched the
swimmers. "I think we picked a good lot this time," he
said with a grin.  His cock was half erect as they sat
there.  "I've only been in Sally, Amy and Robin so
far...though Dawn sucked me off once, but they are all
pretty good.  Sally doesn't seem to have much experience
yet and could use some pointers...but she's so tight!   I
had to really work on getting my cock inside her, and
when I got it there, she nearly pinched it off with her
cunt muscles." "I saw you stick you finger up her ass,"
Leslie noted.  "Yeah...I couldn't help myself," Andy
laughed.  "When I was fucking her from behind, I could
see that she had the neatest little asshole...it's a ring
shaped like a raised doughnut.  Every time I shoved my
cock into her, her anus sort of pooched out and the ring
would open just a little.  I started rubbing the area
around her asshole with my fingertips, and it would open
even further...so I stuck my finger inside her.  Man, did
she ever clamp that vagina down then!"  "So you think she
has promise as an ass fucker," Leslie giggled, looking at
Andy's now erect cock, "looks like you'd like to stuff
that big prick of yours into her ass right now."  "You
know, Leslie," Andy grinned, "the only thing against you
girls is that your vaginas are too short.  What's the use
of having ten inches of cock meat if the cunts are all
six inches deep?  My cock's made for ass fucking...it's
the only way I can get my whole prick into action."    
"Well...give her a bit more time," Leslie said just
before she dived back into the sea, "I suspect that by
tonight or tomorrow morning she'll be ready to let you
try. The swimming was great fun, with lots of 'grab-ass'
and 'feelies' being played, but suddenly the wind began
to come up, ruffling the water with small waves.  It was
time to get back onto the boat and be under sail again,
so one by one, they all climbed back on board...the guys
enjoying fine views up into each girl's cunts as they
went up the ladder.  Once on deck, Dave  played a hose
over each of them to wash off the salt, and after raising
the sails, everyone settled down to breakfast...their
naked state apparently forgotten.       The weather was
perfect...brilliant sun...gentle seas...a brisk warm
breeze...and the day was spent in idle pleasures.  The
deck was spangled with nude sunbathers...most asleep from
time to time, as they had just spent a rather short and
sleepless night.    From time to time, someone would go
overboard on the boom ropes to plane through the warm
water...this time, of course, without the bother of
swimsuits.  The problem of the missing toilet also
resolved itself.  By mid-afternoon none of the new girls
found difficulty peeing over the side in plain sight of
the others.    There was even a casual acceptance when
Jeff and Peggy made love on the roof of the cabin...she
on her back with sprawling legs as Jeff lay atop her,
plunging his cock deeply into the receptive cunt.  Robin
was at the helm when it happened...and her viewpoint was
up between the rutting pair's legs.  Jeff's thick cock
was more than evident as it slipped in and out of Peggy's
tight hole.  Robin's reaction seemed limited to a broad
grin...and her hand between her own thighs as she
masturbated in time to Jeff's thrusts.  Supper was
prepared in due time and afterward, the group sat in the
cockpit together and talked.  They were paired off
again...in the pairs that came aboard together...but this
time the nudity gave the setting extra casualness.  The
girls cuddled up to their 'dates', several of them
holding onto partly stiff erections.    The evening
passed quickly as the wine bottles made their
rounds...and by nine o'clock, everyone by Leslie and Dave
were paired off above of below decks fucking.  The
unlucky remaining pair were the helmsmen of the watch,
and played with each other till they were relieved at ten
o'clock.  The remainder of the night, till about one a.
m. was spent happily...the couples forming, fucking, and
moving about to savor the fun of new lovers. At last the
boat fell silent...the toll of screwing taking effect and
all but the pair at the helm slept.     Morning arrived
in a glory of sunlight, another warm breeze, and after
breakfast the entire group were in and out of the water
till the breeze freshened.  Then they all came back
aboard as the sails were trimmed for a fast run before
the steady winds.   "Let's play a game," Leslie said
later after the lunch stuff was put away, popping the top
on another can of beer.  "What sort of game," Dave asked,
his hand in Amy's lap, stroking her dense brown pussy
hair patch.    "Forfeits...we all take one piece of paper
and write down a question...fold it over, and write the
answer," she said, "then we put all the questions in a
box and draw straws to see who has to pull out one of the
slips and answer the question.  If he or she can't do
it...then they have to pay a forfeit."  "What kind of
forfeit?  Who decides?" Sally queried.  "We all decide,"
Leslie went on.  "we all agree on a list of forfeits and
write them on paper slips, too.  Then any losers have to
draw one and take their chances."  "How about this,"
Diane piped up innocently, though the whole thing was a
setup, "since we are all pretty well acquainted after the
last couple of days...why not make the forfeits something
really sexy.  Then we could have the loser draw a
forfeit, and another drawing to decide who to do it with
or to!"   "Sounds like fun," Andy said, rising to his
feet, "I saw a pad of paper below.  Be right back."    
Moments later the crew had found some boxes to hold the
slips of paper, and Andy was ready with his pencils and
paper.  He tore out sheets and passed them around for the
others to write out their questions, and soon there were
thirty-two question slips in the box.  Each person had to
produce two questions...on any subject. "OK folks...now
the forfeits," Andy announced as he sat back with his pad
of paper, "anything involved with sex goes....the wilder
the better.   Peggy...you first."  "Well...the loser
sucks off who ever they draw from the name box...male or
female."  "What!   Sucks them off where?" cried a
startled Kay.  "Right out here in front of everyone...all
forfeits are to be paid where we can all watch," Peggy
replied...and the others agreed after some hesitation. 
"OK...next...Bob!"  "I think that if the loser is a guy
he should doggie-fuck a girl from the name box...if she's
a girl, she should be doggie-fucked by a guy from the
name box."     "Right...Sally?"    "Oh,
dear...well...maybe the forfeit should be like Bob's, but
the fucking should be with a girl on top of a guy."    
"Sounds good...Chad?"    "Right...if the loser is a girl,
she fucks herself with one of those big cucumbers in the
refrigerator...if it's a guy, he has to jerk off in front
of everyone."  "Fine...another one, Robin."  
"Gee...well...maybe if it's a girl, she has to go around
the circle and get each guy hard with her hand or
mouth...and then let him stick his cock in her...just
once.  If it's a guy, he has to get himself hard and
stick his cock into each girl just once."    "I'll vote
for that one...Frank?"   "Something I've never seen...the
male loser fucks a willing girl in her asshole...or a
girl loser gets fucked in her asshole by a name drawn
from the box."  There were squeals of embarrassed protest
from the girls, but no real outrage, so the suggestion
stood.    "Better and better...Diane?"  "We're running
out of stuff fast...how about this?  If it's a girl, she
takes two guys at the same time...one in her pussy and
one in her ass?"    "Good grief!" protested a startled
Dawn, "is that possible?"     "Sure is...I saw it in a
fuck film once...next...Phil."     "One of my personal
favorites...something my sister used to do for me," he
grinned mischievously, "if the loser is a guy, a girl
from the other box stands over him and pisses on him any
way and anywhere she pleases.  If it's a girl, the same
thing happens with a guy from the draw box." "Oh, no!"
cried Kay, "I could never do that!"     "Sure you could," 
Andy said with a laugh, "I used to have a girl friend who
loved golden shower games...it's great fun...and we have
the whole sea to wash off in...next...Dawn?" "Well, mine
is pretty tame after that one," Dawn giggled, "but I
think that the loser...guy or girl...should get shaved
like Leslie."  "That's a good one...Jeff, you're next."     
"It's getting harder...how about this...the loser, guy or
girl," Jeff said eagerly, "has to tell us how they lost
their virginity...with all the gory details."     
OK...Kay, let's hear from you."    "I...ah...gosh,
there's not too much left," she said uncertainly, "but, I
know...the loser has to tell us their favorite sexual
fantasy." "Fine...now Steve...let's have one."    
"Right...the loser has to spend thirty seconds licking
each girl's cunt for the guys...or sucking each guy's
cock if it's a girl."    "That sounds a little tame after
some of the others, but it's good...next we need to hear
from Amy."     "Gee...I...uh...well...." she hesitated,
"maybe it could be like Chad's...but the loser, guy or
girl, has to let their date screw them in the ass with a
cucumber."     "Whoa...that's a wild one," whooped Phil,
"girl or guy, you said?" "Seems fair to us girls,"
giggled a delighted Peggy.    "I'll take my chances,"
Andy, "but we've got a few more to go...Dave, give us
one."     "I got a crowd pleaser, I think," Dave laughed,
"the loser wears their date's underwear while he or she
screws the date."   "Hah!  That would be fine," Andy
agreed, "Now the last distaff crowd suggestion...Leslie!"   
"Well...I like pissing games a lot," she answered
eagerly, "so I say that the loser passes a bucket to any
three people of the same sex.  They have to pee in it
right out here in the open, and then the loser has to
pour it over themselves...at least over their chest while
they are standing up on deck."     "OK...that's everyone
but me," Andy concluded, "and I suggest that the loser
licks out the cunt of whichever girl has most recently
been fucked...or if the loser is a girl, she licks the
cock and balls of a guy after he dips his cock into the
last girl to have been fucked."    "OK...here's the list
again," Andy said...his cock at full attention as he read
the list for their approval:  1.  Loser sucks off someone
drawn from box.     2.  Loser doggie-fucks name from box
(is doggie-fucked). 3.  Loser fucked or fucks with girl
superior. 4.  Loser girls fucks self with cuke, loser
guys jerks off.     5.  Loser girls gets each cock stuck
in her; loser guy sticks cock in each girl.  6.  Loser
fucks or get fucked in asshole.    7.  Loser gets fucked
with two cocks, or helps in such a fuck.     8.  Loser is
pissed on by name from box.   9.  Loser gets crotch
shaved.   10. Loser tells how they lost their virginity.    
11. Loser tells favorite fantasy.  12. Loser spends 30
seconds licking each cock or cunt. 13. Loser, male or
female, is fucked in ass with cuke...by own date. 14.
Loser wears date's underwear while they fuck.     15.
Three people of the same sex piss in a bucket, and loser
pours piss over themselves.   16. Loser licks recently
fucked girl's cunt, or cock dipped in recently fucked
cunt.     "Wow...I don't know about this game!"
spluttered a shocked Dawn, but she was outvoted and
agreed to comply.   "Now to select the first person to
try for an answer," Andy said, stirring the two sets of
names in a box.  "Remember, no one has to pay a forfeit
more than once...so nobody needs to feel picked on.  I
suggest that we let one of the girls pull the first
slip...Robin...make someone's day!"     Hesitantly, Robin
rose and stepped across the cockpit, reached for a name
with a shaking hand...and handed the slip of paper to
Andy.     "Well...and the lucky name is...Peggy!" "Oh,
no!" Peggy shrieked, "I'm doomed...where's the question
box?"  She reached in and pulled out a slip of paper
which she handed to Andy.     "Aha!  A great question,"
Andy enthused, "Peggy...who invented the flush toilet?"     
"You're kidding," she spluttered, "I...I...I think it was
Benjamin Franklin." "Wrongo, Peggykins," a triumphant
Andy proclaimed in a flourish, "the correct answer is Sir
Thomas Crapper...please select a forfeit from Box A."  
There was a chorus of giggles and laughs as a hesitant
Peggy slipped her hand into the box that Andy held high. 
She scuffled the slips for a few seconds...and then
withdrew one and handed it to Andy.     "The losing party
has agreed to...." he drew the announcement out for
dramatic effect, "....has agreed to fulfill forfeit
number 12.  To do so, she will suck each cock for thirty
seconds and lick each cunt for the same time.  As
moderator, I claim the right to the first suck.   
"Madame...you may begin when ready," Andy said as he sat
down on the cockpit cushions, leaned back and spread his
legs.  His ready cock jutted skyward...it's entire ten
inches stiff and rampant.  "I'll time you with this
magnificent timepiece," he said as he peered down at his
wristwatch.    "Ok...OK...it could have been a lot
wilder," Peggy said with a broad grin as she knelt
between Andy's legs and grabbed the long shaft.  As the
chorus of catcalls began, Peggy slipped the thick member
into her mouth and began a spirited sucking.  At each
call of "Time!", she moved to the next person.    Her
next person happened to be Leslie...who leaned back as
Andy had done, opened her legs widely to reveal the
tanned, shaven snatch...and the deep reddish furrow that
split her pussy.  Leslie reached between her own legs and
pulled Leslie's cunt cleft open, exposing her inner cunt
and the slightly gaping vaginal entrance.    "Have at it,
Peggy," Leslie said, boldly...and gasped as Peggy's face
dropped to her cunt  and the sucking began.  The next
person was Chad...and then it was Bob...and next Dawn. 
Dawn copied Leslie's pose as best she could...though she
was clearly more reticent and there was much more modesty
in effect as she allowed Peggy to pull her cunt lips with
their fine black haired coating open to expose her
innermost genital areas for Peggy's tongue.  Once Peggy
started to suck, however, any reticence was gone.  In
seconds, a startled Dawn was bucking her hips up,
grinding her cunt into Peggy's wet face.     On and on it
went till Peggy had paid her dues...and sat back with a
face smeared with wetness from the collection of cunts
and cocks.     As her final act, Peggy pulled the next
name...it was Phil!  He good naturedly pulled a forfeit
slip...failed to answer his question...and found that he
was to have all his crotch hair shaven away.  A giggling
team of three girls was chosen for the task...Diane,
Sally, and Kay...and he lay back on the cockpit floor to
allow them to smear shaving cream all over his balls, his
crotch and around his anus.   A hilarious scene ensued as
the three girls knelt around him and carefully trimmed
and scraped the very thick thatch of red-brown hair
away...stretching the skin of his balls and cock so that
they could safely shave him without cutting.  Finally,
there wasn't a hair on his belly, crotch, or ass
crack...ad he dived into the sea to wash away the
remaining soap.     Regaining the deck, water streaming
from him...he bowed to the applause as his cock jutted
out proudly...and bare from his hairless belly.   The
next name from the box was Amy.    "All right, Amy," Andy
said as he peered at the slip of paper, "what was George
Washington's middle name?"    "Oh shit!....history was
always my worst subject," Amy said.     "Take a guess,"
Dawn encouraged her.     "Oh...OK...his middle name was
Andrew," she said determinedly.    "Sorry...he didn't
have a middle name," Andy gleefully announced, "pick your
forfeit!" "This is going to be awful...I can just tell,"
she said as she reached into the box and withdrew a
paper.    "And your forfeit is," Andy droned, "is to
select a name from the box...and let that person piss on
you!"     "Oh, nooooo!"  Amy wailed, her nipples
immediately erecting atop her large tits.    "Lucky you,"
Leslie enthused, "that's one of my favorite things. 
You're going to love it!"     Amy said nothing, but
gamely reached into the last box and pulled a name...it
was Andy! "Well, little one," Andy said as he put the box
down and took Amy's trembling hand, "I suggest that we
move out onto the deck near the water pump.  This may get
a bit messy."  "Surely you guys aren't really serious,"
Amy protested as the laughing group led her out of the
cockpit and to a spot amidships.  The rest of the group
crowded eagerly around her.   "Surely I am, at least,"
Andy said, "here's a good spot.  Why don't you sit with
your back to the mast, lift your knees and spread those
fine thighs so we can see that pretty pussy?"     "Please
don't get it in my face," Amy said in a small voice, as
she slowly complied, allowing Andy to position her legs
just as he wanted them.  Her hairy slit was very visible
with it's pinkish line of inner tissues, as was the deep
dimple that indicated her still hidden anus. "Here we
go," Andy laughed, his cock in his hand and aimed like a
garden hose.  Suddenly and without warning, a thick
yellow jet surged from the tip of the thing to splatter
noisily against Amy's chest.  "Ohhhhhh!" she cried
shrilly as the stream played across her tits and nipples.   
"Jesusssssss," she wailed as the urine jet dropped to her
pussy and hammered into the open gash, foaming into her
slit and against her anus.    "Ohhh...ohhh...ohhh...."
she gasped as the hot fluid played over her whole body
below her neck.     "Yesss...yesss...yesss...." Amy
suddenly cried out as she slumped to the deck, opened her
legs even wider, and reached between her thighs to
stretch her cunt lips to either side and allow the blast
of hot piss to drum heavily against her clit and into the
entrance to her vagina.  Her eyes were closed and she
rolled to side to side as the stream failed...and as the
last spurts splattered over her, Amy began to thrust her
hips up toward Andy.     "Goddam," Chad said,
breathlessly, "I think she had an orgasm!"   Andy said
nothing, but dropped to the piss wet deck and moved
between her slippery thighs.  Silently, he scooted up
between her legs and without saying a thing, slipped his
now rock-hard cock into Amy's open vagina.   
"Yesss...more...more, please," Amy said as she opened her
eyes when she felt the cock glide inside her belly, "more
please."  "Jeff...Dave...you heard the lady," Andy said
as he fucked Amy in long, slow, powerful thrusts. 
Grinning, the other two guys stepped up to the twosome
and began to piss down onto Amy.   The paired streams of
urine laced back and forth over her form, from her
splayed slit where Andy's cock stabbed in and out, and up
her body to her heaving breasts and throat.  The effect
was immediate, and it took no expert to see that Amy was
in the throes of a massive climax...her hips thrusting up
at Andy like some berserk machine. The piss streams
lasted only a few seconds, and Amy's cunt was sucking at
Andy's cock so fiercely that he came after just a couple
of minutes, blasting jet after jet of whiteness into her
tight hole.    After she recovered, Amy and Andy slipped
overboard to wash up, while the others sluiced off the
deck.  Amy was more than a little abashed and embarrassed
when she climbed back on deck and took the offered towel.   
"I've...I've never even come close to having such a...a
powerful orgasm before," she said in a trembling voice,
"thank you, Andy."  He just grinned, hugged her tightly,
and said, "hang around here, baby, the best is yet to
come."    The next to lose a forfeit was Frank...and his
forfeit was to put on Robin's bra and panties...and fuck
her on the deck in the middle of the group.  There was a
lot of laughing as he struggled into the panties and bra,
and then pulled the crotch piece to one side to release
his long, stiff cock.  With a roar of eagerness, he
pounced on Robin, and slammed his rampant cock up into
her for a wild fuck.     The slips for forfeits were
again drawn...and this time Sally lost.  Fearfully, she
pulled a slit from the forfeit box...and found herself
bound to tell about how she lost her cherry. "Remember,"
Diane chided, "we want everything...all the goriest
details." "Well...this is pretty embarrassing, but I lost
it to my brother, Max," Sally said, taking a deep breath,
"and it was when we were on a family vacation to
Colorado.  I was just twelve and he was fourteen. "Our
family always drove to our vacation places, while Max and
I spent a hell of a lot of deadly boring hours in the
back seat of the family cars.  Then that summer, Dad
rented a travel home camper...one of those things where
there's a front driving compartment, a little kitchen, a
microscopic toilet and shower, and a back bedroom.     
"Max and I were to sleep up front on little beds that
opened out of the couch and the benches on either side of
the kitchen/dining area, but during the day we were able
to have the back bedroom for our play area.  We were both
pretty excited about the extra room we'd have.  I
remember taking some dolls, some books, and some
needlepoint I was working on.  Max had some books,
mostly.   "We lived in Indiana then, and it was a two
full day trip to the mountains.  Right after lunch on the
first day Max sat in a spot where he could look up the
hallway of the camper and watch Mom and Dad.  The noise
of the camper and the road drowned out anything we said,
as far as Mom and Dad were concerned, so we could talk
about anything we wanted without being overheard.  I
didn't know what he was doing then, but he got a magazine
out of one of his folders and asked me if I wanted to do
something pretty neat.   "I was pretty bored already, and
said "Sure."   "'Remember when we played 'Doctor' last
summer?' he asked me.  I certainly did remember.  We were
at my uncle's place and we'd found my cousin's toy
doctor's kit.  Max and I were playing in the barn, and we
started out innocently enough by 'examining' my
dolls...Max was the "doctor" and I took turns being
either the "nurse" or the "mother"...but as the dolls
were completely unresponsive, that wore out pretty
quickly and both of us got pretty bored.     "'I think
you should be the patient,' he told me, 'and I'll examine
you.'  I agreed, thinking nothing of it, and we started
the game.  He asked me what happened when I went to a
real doctor's office, and I told him that I had to take
off all my clothes except for my panties and sit on the
examining table.  Max said, 'okay, get ready for an
examination', so I shucked off everything but my panties
and got up onto a work bench at the side of the barn. 
Max had covered the wood with an old blanket so there
were no splinters.  "I hadn't had my first period yet,
but I had a pair of very tiny tits that I was pretty
proud of...and I remember that "Doctor Max" needed to
spend a lot of time examining them.  I recall that I
found the feel of his hands on my titties pretty nice,
and that my nipples got really hard.    "After maybe ten
minutes of examining my tits, "Doctor Max" announced that
he needed to do a more extensive examination.  He told me
to lie down and when I did, he pulled my panties off.  I
remember protesting a bit, but not too much.  There
wasn't any hair on my pussy yet...and I remember very
clearly how he pulled my legs open, how he spread my slit
and played with me between my legs.  But the most
surprising thing was when I realized that he was worming
his finger up inside me in a place that I didn't even
know had a hole!    "He must have fingerfucked me for ten
or fifteen minutes...and I think I may even have had an
orgasm before he stopped.  After that he made me stand
naked on the workbench, squat down over a mason jar to
give him a urine specimen while he watched up between my
legs from behind.  The game ended shortly after he also
demanded...and I complied with that demand...for a stool
sample.  I squatted over a piece of cardboard and
shit...my back to Max again while he watched me drop a
fat turd.  Mother called from the house just then, supper
was ready.  I wiped my ass and got dressed real
quick...and we never got a chance to play the game again.   
"Well, after reminding me of that game of "Doctor", Max
showed me his magazine.  I was dumbfounded at what I saw. 
It was a fuck magazine...a really graphic one...and the
theme was a doctor's office.  The "doctor" took the
patient's clothes all off, sucked her cunt and her
tits...and then he got naked, too.  I had never been to a
doctor where he got naked, but what did I know?   "The
next pages showed the "doctor" and his patient fucking
and sucking.  There were a few familiar things from our
old game...the "doctor" fingerfucked the woman, and she
even pissed into a specimen jar in one of the
pictures...but the rest of it was pretty new and exciting
in an odd sort of way.   "Max asked me if I wanted to
play "doctor" again, right there in the camper...and I
remember nodding my head 'yes'.  He lowered the blinds on
the left side so that the cars and trucks passing by
couldn't see in, and then told me that since we were
traveling, it wouldn't be necessary for me to take off
all my clothes.  I was wearing a skirt, and he lifted it
up and just pulled my panties off.  In the year since
we'd last played the game, I had gotten my first
period...and also had some pussy hair...not too much, but
some hair.     "I laid down there in the camper, naked
from the waist down, and let him play with my cunt
again...and he finger fucked me some more.  There's no
doubt that I came that time...I remember bucking and
gasping when he did it to me.  He also got between my
legs and licked my slit, and I went wild!    "Max then
showed me some pictures further back in the
magazine...pictures where the patient sucked the
"Doctor's" cock.  This whole thing was getting pretty
exciting by now, and I'd have agreed to anything.  He
unzipped his pants and lay down on the bed where he could
keep an eye on Mom and Dad...and flipped out a pretty
sizeable cock. "His cock was stiff and hard...and pretty
much the same size as the one in the magazine.  I
remember that the end was all slick from leakage, but I
took it in my hands and stuck it into my mouth.  I'm sure
I wasn't very good at it, but old Max liked it when I
sucked him.  He was getting pretty excited...and I'm sure
he was about to come in my mouth when he stopped me.   
"Max stuck a finger back into my vagina as he showed me
the rest of the magazine...showed me fucking between the
two people.  I was pretty incredulous...Mom and Dad never
believed in sex education...but there it all was, the
"Doctor" and his "patient".  Max was still lying there on
his back and he had me straddling his hips, his stiff
cock up between my thighs and the tip pressed against my
fuck hole...when we felt the camper slowing down. "Dad
yelled back that we were at some caverns, and to get
ready for a tour.  One more minute and I'd have lost my
cherry right there a few yards from both my parents...but
we both got presentable before the camper stopped.     
"'We'll finish the game later," Max told me, but we never
got a chance the rest of the trip out.       "So you
didn't lose your cherry then after all?" an incredulous
Leslie interrupted. "Just don't get so excited," Sally
giggled, "the story's not over yet.  We got to the
mountains and nothing happened for the first two
days...but then Max and I got permission for a walk
around the lake where we were staying.  It was a half day
hike...but half way around, Max took my hand and led me
off the trail to a spot where we found a beautiful grassy
mountain meadow.    "We just lay there in the sun for a
while, and then he told me that he wanted to play
"Doctor" some more.  I wasn't surprised that the subject
had come up again...and I'd liked what had happened in
the camper, so I agreed.  Fifteen minutes later we were
both stark naked in the meadow.  I not only had some
pussy fur by now, but also a pair of little titties big
enough to play with...and he did.       "He'd brought
along the magazine, and after a refresher course from the
photos, we were hard at a "69" double sucking...me on top
with my cunt in his face and his cock in my mouth.  Max
stopped me before I brought him off in my mouth, and I
got above him again...this time stark naked as I lowered
my open cunt down over his cock.   "I was pretty wet,
what with all the playing, and he helped open my
slit...but it was still terribly tight, even though he'd
been finger fucking me.  I don't think I had a
hymen...but it still took ten or twelve tries before I
felt his cock suddenly slip partly into me.  It hurt like
hell, but before I could pull back off, he thrust upwards
and stuck half his cock into my hole.  Somehow, he kept
me from stopping him and he fucked me for perhaps ten
minutes...and then came inside me. "I had no idea what
was happening...but by the time he came, so had I...and
the whole experience was great!  I laid down on my back
and let him fuck me again with him on top...and he sucked
my little tits all the time.  I came three times before
he came again. "We stayed there in the mountains for two
weeks all told," Sally said, with a broad grin., "and he
fucked me at least twice a day, every day.  On the trip
back home we wore out the mattress in the back of the
camper...any time he could get it up, I fucked or sucked
it till he came.    "Ever since then we've fucked pretty
regular...almost daily till he went off to college, even
when I had my own boyfriends...and we still get together
for a little family relations."    "What about birth
control," a skeptical Robin interjected, "how come you
didn't get pregnant?"    "I was so dumb," Sally laughed,
"it never even occurred to me that I might get knocked up
till I was seventeen.  By that time, Max had fucked me
over a thousand times.  Turns out that dear darling
brother has a fertility problem.  When he got married, it
took a hell of a lot of trouble to get his wife
pregnant."     "Like the old joke...incest is okay, as
long as you keep it in the family," Andy quipped, "pull
another name, Sally."    "And the next winner
is...Diane!" He announced with a flourish, "take a
question, my dear."   Diane reached over and grinned
broadly as she pulled out a paper slip.  Andy read it
off. "What's the capitol of Argentina?" he asked. 
"Hah...that's easy," she laughed, "Quito!"   "Hah,
yourself," he retorted, "that's the capitol of Peru. 
Draw a forfeit."  Amid catcalls, Diane reached into the
forfeit box and grabbed a slip, handing it to Andy.    
"Brace yourself, kiddo," he crowed, "the forfeit says
that you have to draw another name...a male name...and
the lucky guy will fuck you in the ass!"     "I had a
feeling that this might be my lucky day," Diane giggled
as she drew another name...and handed Andy a paper with
Chad's name on it.  The new girls were silent and poker
faced.    "You...you really aren't going to go through
with this?" Robin gulped as she watched Diane rise move
to the center of the cockpit and drop to her hands and
knees.    "Of course I am," Diane said as she spread her
knees widely, exposing every square inch of her hairless
cunt and the tight pink pucker of her anus, "every hole
is fair game in fucking."     "Ready when you are, Chad,"
Diane said, as she lowered her torso to the deck, making
her rump jut skyward and her quivering ass cheeks part
even further.  "This is...is unbelievable," Amy gasped as
she and the others watched Chad drop to his knees between
the girl's spread legs.  The stiff, throbbing cock
pressed against the tight hole as he moved up close
behind the shaven snatch.     "Gonna need some help,
Leslie," Chad said as his hands pulled her crack open
wider and tugged at the bud of her anus, "you're pretty
tight yet."    "Oh, my God!" an astonished Kay shrieked
as she watched Diane's body bear down...and the kneeling
girl's bright pink ring-shaped anus suddenly opened all
by itself to reveal a half inch in diameter dark hole
leading down into her rectum. "That a girl," muttered
Chad as he rested the tip of his massive cock against the
still very small hole, "hang on, Diane!"     
"Oh!...Oh!...Oh!...yessssssssss," Diane wailed as the
stiff prod rammed steadily harder and harder against her
anal bud...and then suddenly the head of Chad's cock
abruptly slipped past her sphincter and an inch of thick
meat was inside Diane.   
"Uhhnnnn!...Uhhnnnn!...Uhhnnnn!...Uhhnnnn!...Uhhnnnn!..."
Diane grunted at each of Chad's thrusts...and with each
thrust another half inch of his length sank into her
spasming bowels.  In and in he went as the old members
cheered the pair on...and as the new girls sat
speechless, with mouths hanging open.   "Oh, dear
Godddd....yesssssss," Diane gasped when she finally felt
Chad's balls pressing against her dripping cunt lips and
knew that she had taken all of him, "oh, Goddddd...that
feels sooooo goooooood....."  After a second or two, Chad
withdrew all but an inch of his cock...shit stained now
with streaks of brown...and rammed it all the way in for
the first of half a hundred powerful strokes in and out
of Diane's  ultra-tight hole. His long cock rippled and
throbbed visibly as he thrust in and out, and Diane's
tight anal ring  gripped him powerfully.  On each inward
stroke, her anus sank deeply inward, slipping entirely
out of sight...but on the outstrokes, the reddened
doughnut of flesh clung to Chad's cock, and he pulled her
anus out with him till a strange looking sheath of rectal
tissue covered three inches of his cock like a pink-brown
sleeve.   Before they were finished, Diane came three
times...the last time losing control so thoroughly that
the shocked and delighted watchers saw her bladder spill
a thick, turgid stream of piss from between the hairless
labia to splatter against the deck and Chad's legs.    At
last Chad climaxed as well, gasping as he emptied his
semen load deep into Diane's bowels.  Long moments later,
the panting pair slowly drew apart...the shit covered
cock slipping from the shit smeared cunt and buttocks. 
With the help of several others, the pair lathered
themselves with soap suds and got overboard on the boom
ropes to let the swirling ocean waters wash them clean
again.    "Okay...next," Andy called as the dripping pair
regain the deck, and Diane pulled a slip of paper with
Bob's name on it.  A laughing Bob failed to answer his
question and pulled his forfeit slip...and then groaned
when he heard his fate.  "We're getting to be a very
anally oriented crowd," Andy chuckled, "Says here that
you have to let Dawn fuck you in the ass with a cucumber. 
Robin, get us the biggest cucumber in the kitchen." 
Giggling, the little naked blonde scampered below, to
return in less than a minute with a bright green cucumber
nearly nine inches long almost three inches in it's
thickest point.     "I'll get you for this, Robin," Bob
grumbled goodnaturedly as he moved to the deck and went
down on his knees, his arms resting on the seat cushions.   
"You've got to be kidding," Dawn protested as several of
the group pulled her to her feet and led her to Bob,
"I...I can't...can't do that to him."   "Sure you can,"
Diane laughed, "if I could take Chad's cock in my ass,
and that cucke's no bigger than his prick, then Bob can
handle it."    "He might need a bit of lubrication,
though," Leslie suggested, "the guys ass holes never seem
to be as loose as a woman's.  Amy...come here a minute." 
Much to everyone's wild delight, Leslie wiped her fingers
along Amy's cunt cleft, dredging out some of the still-
leaking semen that trickled from her vagina...and
spreading his hairy ass cheeks, she wiped the warm fluid
over Bob's anus.    Egged on by the cheering and jeering
crowd, a hesitant Dawn wiped the tip of the cucumber in
the stickiness and pressed it against Bob's asshole.  He
bore down with a loud grunt, forcing his anus open as far
as possible...and to the surprise of the new girls, the
great thing began to slide inward, stretching his asshole
widely.   On and on it went, till he had taken the widest
part.  Gasping, trembling, and sweating, Bob stood it
all...groaning as Dawn began to pull it part way out and
slide it back inward in imitation of fucking.  In and
out...in and out ...     "Look at his cock," squealed an
astonished Sally.  Bob's eight inches was stiffly erect
below him, jerking upwards with each inward thrust of the
cucumber. "What a waste!" Peggy said sadly, as Bob moaned
and panted with the strain of his "fucking". A minute or
so passed as Dawn "fucked" her date to the general
merriment, and then ...  "I...I'm...coming..." Gasped a
rigidly tense Bob, "I...oh, Godddddd..."  And the new
girls squealed in surprise and delight to see the iron
hard cock suddenly jerk nearly parallel with Bob's belly
and spurt four long gouts of semen against the side of
the cockpit.   "Goddam...goddam...that was...fine," Bob
croaked as he slumped onto the seat cushions in front of
him.  When he came, Dawn had released her hold on the
shit smeared cucumber...and now it was slowly being
extruded from his abused anus.     "Ooooh...ick!" Leslie
grimaced as she caught the thing before it fell.  "I
suppose nobody wants to save this one for the salad
tonight," she said with mock gravity, throwing the fouled
vegetable overboard.     After Bob washed himself up and
rejoined the group, Jeff's name was called...and he drew
the forfeit which required him to suck someone off.  He
drew Sally...and to a chorus of ribaldry, Bob, Chad, and
Dave grabbed her, spreadegled her on the cockpit
deck...and turned Jeff loose on her splayed open blonde
cunt.     Following Sally's climax...and release...Kay's
name was pulled, and she had to let her
date...Steve...fuck her from the rear as they both
pretended to be dogs in heat.  He licked her cunt and
asshole, mounted her, and pounded them both to a fast
climax.   Steve was next...and his was a mere requirement
to jerk himself off in front of the group.  He stood in
the middle of the cockpit and stroked his hard nine
inches of gristle to maximum extension.  As he approached
his climax, sweating and groaning, Diane hurried over to
kneel before him...her open mouth just a couple of inches
away from the throbbing cock tip.  Seconds later he
erupted, spewing three long blasts of whiteness at
her...two jetting into her mouth...the third splashing
against her cheek.  "I couldn't let it go to waste," she
grinned, wiping the mess from her face and licking her
fingers as Steve retook his seat.  Next it was Chad's
turn...and his forfeit was to lie on deck and be fucked
female superior by his date Leslie.  It was hardly a
terrible fate, and they both went at it with great
gusto...Chad climaxing massively into Leslie's deep
vagina.   Then Andy's name was drawn...and his forfeit
was to lick out the cunt of the last girl fucked.  To
great laughter, Leslie laid herself down on the edge of
the cockpit, spread her legs to expose the thick
whiteness oozing from her still slightly open vagina, and
invited him in.  With little hesitation, he dived between
her spread cunt lips and lapped her clean to a chorus of
"Ohhh, no"s and "Ick"s from the new girls.   "Just two
victims left!" Diane cried out as she got to her feet
again, "draw a name, Andy!"   "I will," he said,
regaining the box, "and the name is...Robin!"  Her
question was a dumb as the rest...and she missed it as
they all had done so far.     "Your forfeit is..." he
stalled, squinting at the paper as Robin squirmed,
"...is...aha!   One of my favorites...the famous 'three
people piss in a bucket and you pour it over your chest'
bit."     "Oh, nooooo...that's terrible," Robin squealed
in dismay, "Oh, I can't do it."    "Sure you can," Peggy
said, as she picked up a plastic pail. "Nothing to it,"
she added as she spread her legs, sat the bucket on the
deck between her feet and half squatted.     "I needed to
take a piss anyway...so here goes...a contribution to the
cause."  With that, a thick streak of yellow jetted from
between her cunt lips to spatter and foam noisily into
the pail. "Next!" she said with a grin as her stream
failed and she stepped aside.  Diane volunteered, taking
the same pose and spurting her dark yellow piss into the
bucket to mix with Peggy's.   "I'll help out," Dawn
laughed as she rose, to the secret delight of the club
members, "why not?"  She, too, squatted over the bucket
and half squirted, half sprayed her hot stream of urine
into the pail. "Thanks a lot, girls," Robin said wryly as
Andy handed her the pail with it's inch and a half of
warm piss in the bottom...and led her out of the cockpit
to a spot amidships on the deck.  With all the others
gathered around her, Robin took a deep breath...raised
the bucket to about chin height...and slowly poured the
yellow contents out over her chest and tits.      A
moment later, she stood there, breathing hard, her body
gleaming from the urine bath and yellow droplets
spangling her nipples and her pussy hair.    
"That...that...was very...odd," she said with difficulty,
"...I think...I think I liked it, somehow ...    She
stood there staring straight ahead with an introspective
gaze, trembling when Steve turned on the freshwater hose
and sluiced her clean.   "One name left...and it has to
be Leslie," Andy announced, "and three forfeits possible. 
There's the one where she'll have to fuck herself with a
cucumber, she might get the one where she gets fucked by
two guys at the same time, or the last one says that she
has to tell us all about her favorite fantasy."   "Number
three...number three," Leslie chanted as she drew the
fatal slip and handed it to Andy.  "You lose...or win, as
the case might be," Andy said, "you get fucked by two
cocks at the same time.  And the happy fuckers are..." he
drew a pair of slips, "me and Frank.  Flip you for holes,
Frank."  A grinning Leslie stood in the middle of the
cockpit, rubbing the head of her slit as she watched the
toss...Frank won her vagina...and Andy got the use of her
rectum.   There was an air of tense eagerness as the
group of new girls watched Andy lie down on some cushions
arrayed across the deck...his cock hard and stiff above
the great balls.  Laughing, Leslie stepped astraddle his
hips and dropped to her knees, her legs widely apart.  
"Want a little lubricant, Frank," she asked gaily,
bending down.  "I'll probably need it," Frank chuckled as
he likewise straddled Andy's legs and knelt close in
behind Leslie's jiggling buttocks.  The group crowded
close to watch as he spread her ass cheeks, stabbed his
long erection into the still dripping vagina...and
withdrew it gleaming with spent semen and Leslie's own
juices.   "Okay...here we go," Leslie said in a small
voice as she reached under her crotch and grasped Andy's
long prick...aiming it at her vagina and squatting down
over it's great bulk.  His prick slid smoothly up inside
her body...and when it was in as far as it was going,
Leslie smiled sweetly and laid herself down on Andy's
chest.    Her ass cheeks were naturally spread in that
pose, and the tight pink brown crinkle of her anus
clearly exposed to the late afternoon sun as Frank moved
closer.  He rested the blunt tip of his slippery cock
against the fissured pucker, placed his fingers at either
side of her asshole, and pulled her gently open a bit. 
"Ready?" he asked, softly...and she nodded her assent.      
"Here goes," he answered and pressed inwards.     There
were gasps all round...gasps from Leslie as both thick
cocks filled her to completion...and gasps from the new
girls as they watched the second muscular serpent creep
up into the tight rectal opening.  At long, long last he
was in her to the maximum...and began to fuck Leslie's
anus with long strokes...Andy's cock just lying there
inert in her vagina.     On and on he fucked her with
powerful thrusts...and she came in minutes...came over
and over...and still he fucked, till finally they saw him
tremble, gasp, and spurt his semen deep in the dark
tunnel of her bowels.    "Ready?" Frank asked in a
shaking voice, after a moment of rest.  "Ready!" was the
reply from Andy.  The new girls squealed in astonishment
as Frank and Andy gripped each other's forearms,
imprisoning Leslie between them.  Frank pulled up and
back, lifting Andy and Leslie with him.  Back and back he
went till he ended up lying on the deck with Leslie over
him...and Andy now atop the pair of them as they competed
their change of position.  Frank was now on his back,
with Leslie on her back above him and Andy in a
missionary position above them both.    With a broad
smile, Andy began to fuck Leslie again...this time
pounding his ten inches of gristly cock into her tight
vagina.  On and on he thrust as Leslie came over and
over.  But at last, he, too, reached a climax and
whiteness spurted from him to boil out of her
overstretched vaginal sheath...and they were still.    
"Wow!  What a climax!" Peggy sighed...breaking the
silence and the mood.  There were small murmurs among the
others as Andy slowly rose, his half-flaccid cock
slipping smoothly from Leslie's vagina.  A moment later,
she got to her knees, and then stood shakily...Frank's
cock gliding out of her anus with a dull 'plop' noise. 
The game now over, the sails were dropped to allow the
boat to come to a near stop.  After lathering up with
soap suds, the whole group of orgiasts slipped into the
sea to wash themselves clean of the afternoon's mess.  
Supper was a quiet one with broiled lobsters and wine
aplenty, servd on the main deck as the crew watched the
sun set gloriously.  Afterward they all sat around the
roomy cockpit and talked about innocuous things till
about nine o'clock when Diane announced that she'd like
to go to bed.  "Bedtime for me," she said, "but if you
don't mind too much, Robin...I'd like to sleep with Jeff
tonight." "I...well...I...what do you want, Jeff?" a
confused  Robin replied. "Well...there'd be worse things
that might happen," he laughed, "and I bet there's more
than one guy here who'd like a chance to share your bed
tonight." "I volunteer for this hazardous mission...if
you'll have me," Frank piped up.   "Go ahead, Robin,"
Peggy, his nominal date replied, "I think a little
variety is in order, too.  Steve!   Got room for me in
your bed?"     "Hey," Leslie interjected, "if there's a
bunch of swapping to be done, what about a little more
fun.  Let's draw for partners...or at least the first
round of tonight's partners." "Sounds fine with me," Andy
agreed, "any objections?"  All the guys agreed eagerly,
as did Diane, Leslie, and Peggy.  With a little
prompting, Amy and Dawn went along.  Reluctantly, Robin
and Sally accepted the group decision. 




"OK...first four girl's names drawn get the
bedrooms...the rest of us scramble for beds or decks,"
Andy announced as he put the girl's names in a box. 
"Guys...step right up and make some nice girl's day."  
The bedrooms went to Amy and Phil, Sally and Frank, Peggy
and Dave, and Dawn and Chad.  The other couples drawn
were Diane and Andy, Kay and Steve, Leslie and Jeff,and
Robin and Bob.  The latter couples, with the exception of
Robin and Bob who had the first helms watch, adjourned to
the main cabin where they spread the mattresses out side
by side on the floor.    The lights were lowered and the
couples disappeared into the bedrooms, though Andy and
Steve left their bedroom doors open.  Soon all that was
heard was some giggling, whispering...and the soft
slapping and slippery noises of fucking.  Up at the helm,
Robin and Bob took advantage of the fact that there was
little wind...and were humping on cusions spread on the
cockpit floor. About eleven o'clock a voice rang out.  
"Hey, everyone!"  It was Andy, and he called out again,
"all guys move down one girl counter-clockwise."  There
was a chorus of surprised comments and minor
protests...but within minutes all the guys had slipped
from their various beds and moved over to climb in with
the surprised new girls.  Only more giggling met this
unexpected event, and moments later the new pairs were
stroking and fucking.    Later, when there was another
switch called out, the new girls were as eager and ready
as the old club members  Much later, Andy and Leslie were
sitting at the helm on their watch.  They had just
finished a pleasant round of sucking and fucking again.     "A
very interesting round of forfeits this afternoon,"
Leslie said as she snuggled in against Andy.  They were
watching Chad and Robin as they fucked on the deck a few
yards forward of the cockpit. "Ummm," he replied,
slipping his arm about her and cupping a warm breast.  
"Odd how the forfeits seemed to match the general desires
of the losers," she went on, softly stroking his still
partially erect, sticky cock. "Yeah...odd," he said,
quietly.  "If I didn't know you better, I'd suspect a
fix," Leslie giggled.    "From good old honest me...how
could you even think such a thing?"     "Because I saw
the slips at least three times," she laughed, giving his
cock a jank, "and they didn't say anything like you read,
you fraud."    "Hopefully your lips are sealed," he
chuckled, "at least for a while yet."   "Bribe me," she
said, "fuck me again at sunrise.  My lower lips may not
be sealed."    "You're a hard woman," Andy replied, "but
it appears I have no choice.  You're on!"    Dawn of the
fourth day arrived, glorious again, and Leslie wasn't the
only girl on board that was awakened delightfully by a
stiff cock slipping into her vagina.  Breakfast was soon
finished, everyone took their morning bath swim...and it
was still only seven o'clock when Frank came up from the
chart room and announced that they were pretty near Cabos
Island...a small island about five miles long that had no
permanent inhabitants.   When he suggested sailing to
Cabos Island and landing for the day, there was
enthusiastic agreement all around.  The boat was put on
the correct course, sail was added, and the Ars Amorica
heeled over for a fast run before the morning breezes.      
By this time, thanks to liberal tanning oils and
sunscreens, plus the fact that for three solid days the
entire crew had been naked in the sun, everyone had a
pretty good overall tan.  The palest parts remaining were
the bikini spots on Amy, but she was evening out fast. 
The club members all sported deep whole body tans.     
Robin began to get some razzing due to the fact that her
very thin, blonde-brown pussy hair was starting to look
pretty mousey and muddy as her mons tanned beneath the
hair.     "Well..." Diane teased, "why don't you do what
I did when that happened to me...shave your puss.  I
think pussy hair is a nuisance anyway...it's always
getting wet when you pee, it's a mess when you have a
period, and I also think that the guys get a kick out of
pretending that they're fucking a little girl."   
"Okay...okay!" Robin surrendered, "I'll shave the damn
stuff off...but I'll need a bit of help."  She slipped
over the side for a few moments to body surf while
hanging onto the boom ropes...and to soften her cunt
hairs.  When she climbed back aboard, Robin found a host
of volunteers waiting for her with shaving soap and
razors.   A padding of towels was laid on the cabin roof
and Robin lay back, spread her legs without hesitation
and revealed her entire cunt slit to the morning sun. 
The club members were delighted...for they had no reason
to expect that the new girls would lose their inhibitions
this rapidly.       A moment later Robin's crotch was
slathered with shaving soap and after a drawing was held
among the guys for the honor, Dave squatted down at her
feet and began to scrape away the short, curly hairs.  He
took a good bit of care, cautiously stripping the hairs
from her mons, then the outer surface of her labia...and
inch by in the inner edges of her lips were shaven as
well.  The most delicate parts of the operation were the
removal of the hair from the head of her slit next to the
stiffly erect clit...and from the deeply fissured pucker
of her anus.   Finished at last...the hose was turned
onto Robin's crotch to sluice away the last traces of
soap...and, in payment for his services, Dave slipped
over her to stab his eager cock into the newly smooth
snatch.   After her fucking, Robin stood erect and the
operation's success was evident!  She now looked even
younger than Diane...thanks to her little tits, her sleek
and flatbellied body, and the hairless triangular bulge
at the base of her belly.  Now that the hairs were
removed, the group saw that her slit was much longer than
ordinary...extending farther up into her mons than any of
the other girls on board.  The long, highly visible slits
of most young girls rotate under their bellies as their
pelvis's change shape and they reach sexual maturity.  By
the end of puberty, their mons's show little visible slit
when they stand erect, but the effect of Robin's very
long slit was to make her look highly vulnerable, very
sexy, and extremely juvenile.  All the guys approved!!!     
"Land Ho!" Chad yelled out, pointing to the horizon
ahead.    There it was...Cabos Island lay on the
glittering sea, it's low green hills very inviting...and
it was just an hour's sail away.  The crew scattered and
began to get ready for their landfall.  A bunch of
sandwiches were made, beer coolers filled, and the
inflatable lifeboat was filled.  They had decided to
spend the rest of the day ashore, and if the weather
held, stay overnight on the beach...so their bedding was
readied, too.  "Hey...don't bother," Andy called out to
Kay and Robin as they came on deck with some gear and
began to get dressed, "the island's uninhabited.  Let's
just stay naked and enjoy the skinny dipping."    The
agreed, grinning, and repacked their clothes.     Not
long after that, the crew lowered the main foresail,
slipping slowly through the water under the jib and the
main aftersail till the bottom was suddenly visible
through the ultraclear water under them.     They
instantly dropped the remaining sails and the main
anchor...and the Ars Armorica slowed to a stop less than
a hundred yards from the shore.  Chad dived overboard and
swam as deep as he could toward the bottom...surfacing a
moment later.  "About thirty feet deep," he spluttered,
"and a good sandy bottom.  The anchor's in tight."  The
lifeboat was put over the side and two other anchors were
ferried off to either side from the stern, placed far
apart so that the Ars Armorica would be securely anchored
in all but a hurricane.  At last all the work was done,
and since it was already past lunch time, the eager crew
loaded the first loads of gear into the lifeboat,
clambered aboard, and headed for the white beach.  The
little outboard performed well, and in just a few more
minutes, they were tumbling out into the warm surf to
help drag the lifeboat up onto the beach.    There was a
short spell of silliness, some rough and tumble in the
surf, and then they all stumbled laughing to the shore
for a lunch of fresh fruits, sandwiches, and cold beer.     
Lunch was over and several of the girls were repacking
the left overs when Jeff got to his feet, wandered off a
few yards, grabbed his long cock in his hand and directed
a strong stream of urine at a small bush.    "Hah!" Diane
said as she jumped to her feet and walked over to him, "I
can do that too, but I didn't on the boat incase I made a
mess and you made me swab the deck.  Watch this!" She
spread her feet about two and a half feet apart, rested
one her hands on her hips while the other reached down in
front of her mons to spread her broad inner labia.  Diane
arched her back strongly so that her belly and pussy
stuck out boldly in front while she faced the bush Jeff
had just wetted down.    To a chorus of catcalls,
giggles, and squeals...Diane's deep, bold slit suddenly
produced an impressively strong yellow stream of piss
that surged from between the inner lips.  The jet arched
heavily to the bush a few feet away, frothing and
splattering noisily.     A burst of laughter greeted a
small accident toward the end of her pissing...when the
stream suddenly flattened, slipped to the right, so that
the remainder of her urine flowed broadly down her thigh
and leg.  "That's why I didn't do it on the boat," she
laughed, squirting a last few driblets of yellow from her
slit before returning to the others.  "I suspect that a
swim is in order to clean up my mess."  "If you all are
finished watering the grounds," Frank said, gravely, "I
was about to suggest that since these waters are lousy
with giant prawns...why don't we all grab a net bag and
catch us some lobster tails to broil for dinner?" The
group grabbed the bags, ran to the water and spent then
next two hours swimming and fishing, finally landing
enough prawns so that each could have two that night. 
Then the remainder of the day was spent in the water,
sunning on the beach, or screwing.  All of the girls were
taken at least twice that afternoon...and there was no
nonsense about looking for one's dates.  Any cock was
acceptable in any hole!  Later, the prawns were broiled
and eaten with a lot of cool wine as the sun set over a
smooth sea.  Night time brought more coupling...sometimes
they screwed in the water, sometimes in the sand, but
always freely and with great abandon till all of them
were exhausted.     Two by two, they satiated their
lust...and fell asleep in each other's arms under the
deep black sky with it's myriads of stars.   At sunrise,
Robin woke and found herself in a sleeping bag with Bob. 
Her bladder was full to the point of pain as she slipped
from the bag and stood up in the cool morning air, Bob
still slumbering at her feet.  She looked down at
herself, and smiled to see the silvery glaze of spilled
semen that covered her lower belly, her thighs, and glued
her cunt lips together.  'What a night,' she thought,
remembering .  "Hi" she heard a voice and turned to see
Diane and Peggy squatting beside a small fire where they
were making coffee, "sleep well?" Diane asked.    "Sure
did...I was exhausted after all the...the festivities
last night."   "That's one thing to call what happened,"
Diane said with a laugh as the two of them rose,
"personally I'd call it getting fucked bowlegged.  Let's
take a walk before the others wake up." "Ah...all right,"
Robin said hesitantly, feeling the pressure in her belly,
and she joined the other two girls as they walked along
the beach, splashing their feet idly in the trailing
edges of the warm breakers.   The trio of naked girls
talked about lots of things as they walked...school,
families, vacations, boy friends...till they found
themselves nearly a mile from the spot where they had
camped.   "Say...you'll have to excuse me for a moment,"
Robin interrupted, a sense of urgency in her voice this
time as the piss in side her was trying to get free,
"I'll be right back.  I have to pee."   "Don't waste it,"
Diane said, smiling, "give it to me."   "I...ah...what do
you mean by that?" the confused girl asked.  "I like
'water sports' a lot," Diane said, turning from the swash
zone and taking Robin's hand, "let me show you what I
mean."  They walked a few yards up the beach where Diane
sat down on the hard packed sand, sand smoothed by the
night's high tides. "Would you demonstrate for Robin,"
Diane asked Peggy.  "Be delighted," Peggy responded and
stepped up to Diane, straddled the sitting girl's thighs
and moved forward till her own hairy mons was just inches
from Diane's face, "ready?"   "Uh huh...whenever you
are," came the slightly muffled reply as Diane lay back
on the sand.   Robin gasped when she saw a thick, dark
yellow stream of piss suddenly spilled from Peggy's cunt
slit to splatter down onto Diane's open crotch.   
"Yes...yes...that's right!" Diane said eagerly, "now
higher, please."  Robin watched the yellow stream in
amazement as it was cut short, then stared in amazement
as Peggy stepped a bit forward, her hairy cleft
dripping...and began pissing again.  This time the thick
stream splashed over Diane's breasts...and an instant
later the steaming jet hammered into Diane's face and
open mouth.  Diane's legs were widely apart and she had
both her hands between her thighs, masturbating
furiously...her fingers stabbing rapidly in and out of
the reddened mouth of her distended vaginal opening. 
Peggy tilted her hips forward and back...directing the
urgent stream from Diane's face to her belly...till
suddenly it stopped, faltering to a simple dribble.    
"Oh, yes...yes...that was fine," Robin heard,
dumbfounded...as she watched a spluttering and gasping
Diane frantically rub her gaping cunt and her breasts,
the girl's entire body glazed with slippery urine.     
"Oh, God, it felt so fine...Robin...please, Robin," Diane
said as she lay there, her eyes still shut and her blonde
hair plastered wetly to her scalp,      "Robin...please
do me, too.  Do me...now...now"    Robin watched in
stunned confusion as Peggy stepped aside and stood a pace
beyond Diane.  Peggy's right hand had dropped to her own
pubic cleft, and she was now masturbating her own urine
wet slit.  Robin looked to Peggy for guidance...for
help...and suddenly realized that she, too, had a hand
between her legs, between the slick and hairless labia
rubbing her hard clit.   "It's all right, Robin," Peggy
said in a hushed voice, "do it...it's a fantastic feeling
when it happens, and she wants your piss on her." 
"But...but...I...I can't pee on...on someone,"  she
stammered, seemingly unable to stop her fingers as they
stroked her clit.   "Sure you can...if she wants you to
do it," Peggy said gently, "I've done it...many
times...and I always come when someone does it to me." 
Wondering if this were just some weird dream, Robin took
a deep breath...and stepped forward till she was
astraddle Diane's belly.  She looked down and saw Diane
lying there between her legs...saw her eyes closed...saw
her mouth open...saw Diane's hands holding the hairless
cunt lips wide apart to reveal the inner smoothness of
the girl's cunt floor and the slightly open vagina.    
'It's crazy,' she told herself as she prepared to release
the pent up volumes of urine in her bladder...prepared to
piss on another human being...a thing that had never
before crossed her mind! "Please, Robin...now...now...,"
Diane chanted below her.      It all seemed so unreal
when Robin thought about it later.  Her mind's eye could
remember how she had reached between her own thighs,
gasped her slippery inner and outer labia, pulled her own
slit wide open.  Robin could clearly remember looking
down over her belly and seeing the stream of urine jet
from her own body, relieving the pressure within her
bladder as it arced downward to foam and boil on her new
friend's naked body.     The first jets were short
spurts, as she came to grips with what she was
doing...spurts that splashed over Diane's belly and
between Diane's legs.  Robin could not remember ever
pissing while standing erect...but somehow it seemed
natural as she got the hang of it and sent a stronger
stream that struck Diane further up...splashing her
breasts.  "Yessss...yessss...yessss!" Diane cried, "more,
please more!"   And Robin bore down, increasing the
pressure of the stream and tilting her pelvis as she had
seen Peggy do before.  The bright amber stream flashed
and sparked in the morning sunlight as it paced forward
between Diane's gleaming breasts, up her throat, and
suddenly filled her mouth and nose.     'My God!' Robin
thought as she spewed piss in her friend's face, 'she's
drinking it!'  And Robin could see it happening before
she hastily shifted the stream away from Diane's face. 
The last few seconds of piss spewed noisily over Diane's
belly and into her open cunt...and then Robin's bladder
was empty.     Below her, Diane's hips were hunching
upwards in rapid thrusts...meeting a phantom lover as her
own hand brought her to a moaning  orgasm.  Robin stepped
away from Diane, Robin's hands both in her own slit now
as she strummed her clit with one...and thrust fingers up
into her spasming hole with the other.       Nothing was
said for nearly an entire minute as Peggy and Robin
watched Diane regain control again.  Finally the third
girl sat up, piss still gleaming over her whole body,
sand stuck to her body.  "Thank you...thank you, Peggy
and Robin...that was very good," Diane said in a barely
audible voice. "I don't understand," Robin interrupted,
"how...how could that...how could someone peeing on you
make you act...act like you do when the guys are screwing
you?"     "You've never done it, have you," Diane said,
looking upward in surprise, "you really don't know."   
"No...no, I've...I've never even considered it," Robin
stammered.     "Lie down here in the sand, Robin," Diane
said as she rose slowly to her feet, "my belly is still
full...and I'll help you understand."   No...but...but, I
can't..." Robin protested as both Peggy and Diane stepped
up to her and took her hands, "I can't..."   "Yes you
can...and you will...because you must discover this
wondrous experience," Diane said, as she pressed Robin to
her knees in the sand...and then she and Peggy helped
Robin lie back on the smooth, cool surface.  "Oh,
Diane...I don't know..." Robin wailed in dismay, as she
looked up and stared wild eyed into Diane's hairless cunt
as the other girl stepped over her prone form...stopping
with her slit gaping above Robin's belly.  The gaping
lips clearly disclosed Diane's urethral mount, her
exposed clit, the puckered anus, and the oval slit of the
girl's vagina. "You'll love this," Diane assured
Robin...and an instant later Robin's fearful eyes saw
Diane's slit tense, open a bit further, and the narrow
cleft on her urethral mound abruptly opened and there it
was...a thick, yellow stream of liquid fire descending to
her body. It struck her directly between her own pussy
lips, drummed against her vagina, her clit, her
anus...and she cried out in mixed anguish and
pleasure...for it felt better than anything she could
ever have imagined.  Seconds later, Robin felt the stream
moving up over her belly, playing across her breasts,
and...    "No...oh, no...not my face..." She wailed...but
was suddenly still by the astonishing sight of a second
pair of legs and pussy above her face.  Peggy was
standing astraddle Robin's head, her shaggy cunt also
gaping slightly.    There was no time for reaction...for
avoidance...for a second hot stream was descending from
Peggy's cunt and in far less time than it takes to tell,
Robin was receiving it full in her face.     She had no
choice!  Robin closed her eyes as the fluid fires played
over her face, over her tits, over her belly and cunt. 
The need for a breath forced her to open her mouth at
last, and the acrid, musky fluid foamed into her mouth.     
Later she'd remember losing control.  Her whole body was
in flames, her vagina clenching  wildly, her breasts
aching with orgasm, her hips thrusting powerfully...and
her open mouth drinking in huge gulps of Peggy's piss! 
How long did it last, she remembered asking herself later
as Peggy and Diane helped her to her feet once she had
regained some self control.  The three girls waded
silently into the surf till they were chest deep, and
Peggy helped the other two wash their faces and hair, and
they all scrubbed till they were clean again.     "I
still don't understand," Robin said in a near whisper as
they waded in toward shore later, "but you were
right...it was fantastic.     "I should have believed
you...because I saw what happened to Amy on the boat when
the guys pissed on her..." Robin went on, "but I'd never
believed it, if it hadn't happened to me."   The other
girls didn't answer her, but together they embraced her
tightly in mutual understanding as they stood waist deep
in the breakers.    "Hey there!" a male voice broke their
reverie.  They looked to the shore and saw Andy, Chad,
and Jeff waiting on the edge of the beach, "we missed
you.  What's happening?" "Just a little hen party," Diane
laughed as she broke free and waded to shore to join the
guys.  "But we can use some roosters now...right, girls?"   
As they reached the beach, each girl found herself in a
warm embrace...Diane with Jeff, Peggy with Chad, and
Robin was with Andy.     "We woke up and felt the need
for a walk, a bath, and some whatever," Peggy added.   
"Sorry we missed the 'whatever'," Andy laughed, "need
some more?"    "Not that brand, but what can you offer?"
Peggy retorted.     "Well, Chad said, his hand snaking
around Peggy's buttocks and his fingers darting under her
cheeks, "I'm getting a bit tired of pussies...how about a
little back door action?"     "Well, if you say 'pretty
please'," she simpered, "we might be able to work
something out...or in, as the case might be."     "All
right," Chad answered, and Robin could see his fingers
prodding in under Peggy's ass cheeks, "pretty please,
pretty lady, can I fuck you in the ass?"     "Well, all
right, you silver tongued rascal," Peggy said...and
dropped to the sand on her hands and knees, spreading her
knees far apart.  Even though a girl's open crotch had
become a rather commonplace sight on this vacation, Robin
stared at her friend's hairy outer labia, saw the reddish
inner slit and the wide labia minora...but her eyes
especially riveted themselves on Peggy's raised, ring-
shaped anus as Chad knelt behind Peggy and began
fingering it.  Robin felt her own anus clench as she
watched Chad press a fingertip into Peggy's asshole,
half-heard their banter as Chad fingerfucked the tight
hole...and at the same time eased his long, stiff cock
into Peggy's vagina.     "That looks like a good idea,"
Robin heard Diane say, and watched as the other girl
plopped down in the sand alongside Peggy, and spread
herself in readiness.  An instant later Jeff was between
her legs, his cock deep in Diane's vagina and his fingers
toying with her tight anal entrance.    "Ohhhhh! 
Ohhhhhh!   Yesssssss...." Diane cried out,
"Yessss...stuff it in...nowwwwww!"  Robin had seen
several anal intercourse bouts now, but she still watched
in awe as Jeff pulled her sphincter partly open, withdrew
a cunt juiced slicked cock, and pressed it against
Diane's hole.  He leaned forward, and Robin watched an
inch of thick cock abruptly slip inside Diane's rectum. 
He repeated the thrusting, and each time sank another
half inch till he was entirely buried in her bowels.   
"Christ!   Yes...yes...do it," Peggy moaned, and Robin's
eyes shifted to her other friend...and saw three inches
of Chad's cock already buried in the tight channel. 
Seconds later, Peggy had taken the entire nine inches of
hard cock...and both guys had begun a slow, steady, and
powerful fucking of the narrow holes.   "Oh,
Goddddddd...you feel so good today...fuck me harder,"
Diane groaned. "Yes...harder...faster...oh, it feels so
big and wonderful," Peggy babbled as the thick rod
slipped back and forth, her shit staining the huge thing.   
"Ever done it?" Robin heard Andy say as he stood behind
her.  She shook her head "no".     "You really ought to
give it a try," he said, moving to her, his left hand
moving about Robin's rib cage to cup her breast...and the
right hand gliding under her buttocks.  She sensed in an
instant what was about to happen...but his fingertip felt
like an electric shock when he pressed it against her
anus.     Unable to think clearly...or even to make
herself react and repel his fingers, Robin allowed Andy
to toy with her nipple...massaging it to hardness...and
his fingertip behind her began to press insistently
against her anal bud.  What had Diane done on the boat
that time she'd been ass fucked? Robin tried to think as
she watched her two friends...watched their anuses sink
from sight as the fat cocks thrust inwards...watched then
sucked out like little turtleneck sweaters as the cocks
were withdrawn.     Both girls were clearly excited and
enjoying what was happening...but those cocks!  They were
so big!  How would she ever be able to stand one getting
inside her own tight hole.  Then she remembered...the
other girl's anus had each pooched out a bit just before
the guys penetrated them...they'd borne down as though to
take a shit, and their holes had opened a bit!    Robin
tensed her belly to see if what she suspected was
possible, pressed downward as Andy's finger prodded her
anal pucker.  Robin felt her sphincter relax a bit...and
cried out in mixed surprise and dismay when Andy's finger
took advantage of her help and slipped inside her
asshole.  'How could I have done that!' her mind demanded
as Andy's finger began short fucking thrusts, each time
slipping in and out of her rectum with more ease, 'how
could I have just let a guy stick his finger up my
asshole?' "You're going to love this," Andy murmured in
her ear as he released his grip on her
breast...exchanging it for a hold on her arm.  She felt
him pulling, pressing her down to the sand...felt the
sand under her knees...felt herself being pushed forward
till she was on her hands and knees facing the other
girls.  Andy's finger was still in her anus...sawing in
and out.  Taking a big breath, Robin made her decision. 
She spread her knees widely apart, and felt the coolness
of the morning air strike her inner slit and realized
just how wet she'd become watching the other girls.    
There was a roaring in her ears as she waited trembling,
and then there was a pressure from behind...but not at
her anus.  Andy was slipping the huge cock into her
dripping vaginal hole, seeking her lubrication.  She was
so wet and slippery that he slid right in as far as he
could with a single smooth thrust. 'Was that it,' she
thought, 'maybe he didn't really want to fuck my
ass...maybe he just wanted a straight fuck!'...but then
his finger slipped from her rectum...and a second later
she felt his cock gliding out of her cunt.   'This is
it!' her mind screamed as she felt his cock press against
her puckered anus, 'he's really going to fuck me in the
ass...and I'm really going to let him!'  She bore down as
before...pressed down as though to expel a huge
turd...and heard his voice.   "Yes!  Yes, that's the
way...even harder if you can,"  his fingers were at
either side of her anus, pulling her open further...and
then it happened!   The shock was mental and painful in
fact as the massive cock head rammed forward and suddenly
slipped past the narrow constriction of her anal muscle
ring.     He was inside her asshole!!!!!!    Things were
a bit foggy after that, though she remembered how he
thrust back and forth with little strokes...how her
pulsing, spasming anus gripped and pinched his cock in an
effort to repel him...and how at last he was inside
her...all ten inches of massive cock, and his hairy belly
was rubbing against her trembling buttocks.  It felt like
the tip of his cock was up under her chin somewhere, so
full he made her feel...and when the fucking started,
each stroke seemed to involve yards of cock sliding in
and out of her bowels.   On and on and on it went...and
at some point about midway, she began to have her first
orgasms!   Later she had no idea how many she experienced
before his cock came with the massive spewing of hot
semen into her bowels...but she knew that she had
climaxed dozens of times.     When it was over, she had
simply collapsed!   Glided forward to fall flat on her
face in the sand...Andy's cock slipping from her as she
slumped to the ground.  Robin lay there for perhaps five
minutes while the others sat about her and chatted.    At
last she stirred, and Diane and Peggy helped her to her
feet.  When Peggy turned away, Robin saw that the other
girl's buttocks and crack were smeared with dark brown
shit...and sensed the stickiness in her own crotch.  A
glance at the guys showed that each of their cocks were
equally fouled and smeared.  Initially repulsed by the
sight and smells...Robin had to admit that it had been
worth it. "Oops!" Diane said suddenly, and as Robin
watched, the girl dropped to her heels a few yards away. 
To Robin's amazement, Diane began to shit.  A surprising
amount of semifluid shit spilled from Diane's crotch to
splatter on the sand under her...some of it splattering
her ankles and feet.     "Sorry...I should have warned
you," Diane said, her anus still squirting little
splatters of shit, "but when those long cocks work over
my bowels like that, it stirs things up inside pretty
awful...and all that mess makes a break for it as soon as
it can."  When the Diane had finished shitting, she got
to her feet again and the six of them ran into the water
for a much needed washup.  After fifteen minutes or so of
play, the group began the return walk to the camp area.     
"What have you thought about the events of the past few
days, Robin?" Andy asked as they all waded through the
shallow waters.  "It's been pretty wild on board."     
"Yes...it has been that," she laughed, "hardly what I
expected for a Spring Break vacation cruise.  I was
pretty shocked at first...by nearly everything.  But
now...now, I don't really know what I think."     "What
do you mean?" Peggy asked.    "Well...a month ago I was a
virgin when Jeff first screwed me," Robin answered, "and
I've lived a pretty sheltered life.  I'd never even seen
a naked guy before...Jeff wasn't even naked when he took
my cherry...so a boat load of naked people pissing and
shitting out in the open, fucking every which way...it
was pretty bizarre! "But once the fucking started, things
began to look different," Robin continued, "the more
times I got laid...and the more different cocks that I
let get into me...the more I began to like what was
happening.     "This morning...the peeing games...the
screwing I just got...well, I like it!" "I can't tell you
how much the five of us are delighted to hear you say
that," Chad said with a grin. "Why?"    "Robin...this
trip was a bit of a set-up for you, Dawn, Amy, Sally, and
Kay," Andy said, stopping and turning to Robin.  "We are
the core group of an unusual campus society...the
FFS...the Florida Fuckers Society."     "I don't
understand," Robin said, an odd look on her face. "We're
a swingers club...we're a bunch of students and alumni
who meet for group sex, and you girls were brought along
to see if you'd fit in to such a club.  I think that the
four of you have passed with flying colors...and on
behalf of the others, I'm extending an invitation to you
to join our club."  "Son of a bitch," Robin gasped in
surprise, "I should have suspected something was going
on.  How big a group is this?"     "Because of
graduations, at this time, the on-campus club consists of
only the seven guys on the boat and Diane, Peggy, and
Leslie...but the active alumni number is somewhere around
two hundred.  We meet four or five times a year at the
estate of one of the members for a big week long orgy. 
About a hundred alums live close enough to get to campus
for fuck fests about once a month."     "There's about a
60% male, 40% female makeup right now," Peggy chimed in,
"so you'd get fucked half to death any time you showed up
at a meeting." "We've just started a membership drive,"
Diane offered, "and by summer we'll probably have the on
campus group up to fifty again.  If you join, we'd like
to have your help in locating other girls and guys to
recruit." "This is wild," Robin said, a bemused look on
her face, "do you all live together?"   "A few of
us...the married ones do," Jeff volunteered. "Married! 
Who's married?" she asked in surprise.  "Andy and I are,"
Diane said, "and Leslie and Jeff." There was a long
moment of silence while Robin digested this latest
bombshell.     "But...but don't you get jealous of each
other?" she asked.  "Never!" Diane retorted, "because
anything he's getting...I'm getting, too.  That's the
greatness of an open marriage and a swap club...there's
no sneaking around, no cheating...because it's all out in
the open and shared."    "If I want to get into some cute
chick's pants," Andy said with a grin, "I just spread the
word, and we arrange to get the girl into a tryout
setting...and if she passes...like you did...then she's
one of us and I can enjoy her as much as I want to...and
get it out of my system."     "And the same goes for any
good looking stud I might see on campus," Diane added,
hugging Andy.  "It's all pretty much to digest all at
once," Robin said slowly, "but...I think I'd like to be a
member of the group!"  The others crowded around her,
hugging, kissing, fondling in their delight.  An then,
the tension over with, they all walked speedily back down
to the camp site.   The other girls had also been
told...and they, too had agreed to join.  By the time
Robin's group had returned, breakfast as
over...and every one at the camp was happily screwing in
the sand...all the new girls looking forward to the
delights of the first orgy, just two weeks
away.