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On the Boat (MF, couples, pierced, swing)
by jmurphy2@mindspring.com
Date: 1998
******
"Suzy?" John Donnely called his wife's name as he came through the
front door.
"Out here." He could tell that she was out on the deck, and
guessed that she was sunning herself. They had dated fifteen months
before their wedding in March, and he knew how much Suzy enjoyed
sunbathing.
The June sun had been boiling down on Atlanta all afternoon
and the oppressive Georgia humidity had wilted almost everybody.
Their apartment was on the top floor and with no elevators in the
building, John had worked up a sweat as he climbed the three
flights of stairs. He walked through the living room and kitchen and
opened the sliding glass door that led to the tiny balcony. Suzy
was face down on the chaise and completely naked except for the
black collar around her neck and the gold chain around her waist.
"Hi hon," she said, turning her face to
smile at him. He did not smile back.
"Suzy, damn it, why do you insist on
sunbathing nude in public?"
She turned over on her back and snuggled herself in the
chaise. She shaded her eyes with her hand and she said, "Look
around, John. Nobody can see me. This is not public."
John's eyes wandered over her lush body,
admiring the firm breasts that rode high and proud on her chest. He
noted the lack of any tanning lines. She was well on the way to
that deep tan that accented her olive skin and light brown hair. He
lowered his head and pulled at his nose with his hand as his gaze
lingered over her impeccably light trimmed pubic hair. He knew that
she very carefully applied a cream depilatory to keep her bikini
line so neat and her skin so smooth.
"Still, you're my wife, not some exotic
dancer. You're mine."
"No John, I'm not yours. Yeah, we're married, but you don't
own me. It didn't bother you before we were married, did it?"
John thought about the time Suzy had announced that she
wanted a genital piercing and wanted John to go with her. They had
seen the photos on the Internet and John really had found the gold
jewelry very erotic. Suzy wanted to get her clitoral hood pierced
but John told her he though labial rings were more sexy. "That way,
I can lock your snatch up if I have to go out of town," he said,
smirking.
His phone had rung at the office at 4:00 that Tuesday
afternoon. Suzy said, "Pick me up from my apartment in thirty
minutes."
"What's up?"
"Don't ask questions, just pick me up." He took the elevator down to
the parking
lot, got in his beat-up Porsche 944 and drove over to her apartment.
She was waiting just outside her door and walked over toward the car
as he pulled in the parking space. Suzy got in, shut the door,
fastened her seatbelt and said, "You know that place with the great
Chinese food? San Yan?"
"Yeah."
"Let's go."
As John approached the run down shopping
center where the restaurant was, Suzy said, "Not here. Down
there." She pointed toward the end of the row of sleazy buildings.
"Where?"
"There. Prestige tattoo."
"What?"
"Yep. Look," she said, raising her skirt
to her waist. John could see that she had shaved her entire pubic
region and was bare as a baby.
"What are you going to do?" he shrieked. "Rings, big boy. Big
rings. I've got an
appointment with Tony, he did Marilyn's nipples."
"You're crazy," he said.
"A little," she agreed as she hopped out of the car and
headed in the shop.
John was shocked when he saw the girl sitting behind the
desk. She had pierces all over, in her ears, her eyebrows, her nose
and when she said, "Can I help you?" he saw two tongue things.
"I have an appointment with Tony."
The girl raised her hand and pointed toward a curtain.
"Through there." John followed Suzy into the back room which was
filled with medical equipment. John recognized the autoclave that
was used to sterilize equipment and raised his eyebrow when he saw
the gynecologist's table, complete with stirrups, in the middle of
the room.
"Goddamn," he said, under his breath. A very nice looking
young man was seated on a stool. He turned at the sound of their
footsteps and smiled at them.
"Suzy?"
"Tony?"
He got up from the stool and stepped toward the couple, his
hand extended. They both shook hands and Tony said, "So you want
labial rings?"
"Yep."
"Inner or outer?"
"I don't know. You look and tell me what
you think will work the best."
"Okay," Tony said. He walked over to the curtain and pulled
it shut. He then stepped to the big table and reached his hand up
to the light at the foot and switched it on. Suzy unbuttoned and
unzipped her skirt, stepped out of it and handed it to John to hold.
Tony was pulling fresh paper from the roll at the head of the table.
John's eyes were bulging as his girlfriend and soon to be fiancee
climbed onto the table, snuggled down with her butt hanging nearly
off and plopped her legs in the stirrups.
Tony moved his stool to the business end of
the table, and adjusted the overhead lamp. He took a pair of rubber
gloves from a dispenser and pulled them on his hands. John looked
at Suzy. She leered at him with a wicked smile on her face. John
moved so he could see what Tony was doing.
He had taken his thumbs and pulled Suzy's
outer lips wide apart. At the sight of a
strange man with his hands in his girl's privates, John felt
himself harden. Tony then took his left hand and with thumb and
middle finger, held the outer lips wide apart. With his right hand
he tugged at the flap of skin known as the labia minora, or inner
lips.
John looked at Suzy to see how she was
taking it. She caught his glance and rolled her eyes, still
smiling.
Tony put both hands on Suzy's thighs and looked straight at
her. "Why do you want this pierce, Susan?"
"Suzy. What'cha mean?"
"Is this for heightened sexual pleasure or for appearance
only?"
"Well, what's the difference? I mean, I know the difference
in sex and appearance, but can't I have both?"
"You can have either. If we do inner, they won't show
unless you're, well, wide open. That will enhance the sensation for
both of you. Outer rings won't do much in terms of physical
sensation, but they'll show nicely if I put them up front. You'll
take outers pretty easy."
Suzy looked at John, a question in her
eyes. "Your choice," John said. "This is crazy, anyway."
"Outer," Suzy said.
Tony then swabbed her crotch liberally with some brownish,
odd smelling liquid and dried it carefully with towels. He took a
Sharpie marker in his right hand and with his left he pulled her
lips hard forward. He made a small dot on the outside of each lip.
From the clavicle, he got two pair of clamps and clamped
them onto Suzy's lips. He opened a drawer built into the table and
removed an envelope. He tore it open and shook the needle into his
gloved hand. He looked at Suzy. "Gonna give you a twelve gauge.
When this heals, you may want to consider a larger size. Get your
boyfriend to hold your hand."
It had taken three months to heal.
#
John glanced between her legs and saw the sun reflect off
the gold. He had to admit that everytime he saw her jewelry he
stiffened. His anger subsided a bit as he thought how luck he was
to have such a woman as his wife.
"Oh, I almost forgot, Nita called. She and Bobby invited us
to the lake next weekend. They're getting a new boat."
"A new boat? Does Bobby sell drugs or
what?"
"You're just jealous, John. Go take a shower." Suzy swung
her legs off the chaise and stood up. She followed him into the
apartment.
#
Bobby and Nita were standing on the dock when John and Suzy
parked in the gravel parking lot. Suzy had stayed in the bathroom
an extra thirty minutes and they were late. John got the day bag
and Suzy put on her flip-flops. They made their way toward the
glistening boat, a 24 foot Godfrey pontoon with a cream and green
color scheme.
As they got closer, John noticed that Nita was wearing a
very tiny but brilliant yellow string bikini. Bobby had on a low
cut royal blue Speedo that showed his large crotch knot. Suzy was
wearing a plaid cover-up over a knitted bikini and John had on surf
baggies and a tee shirt.
"Hey guys, welcome aboard," Bobby shouted, his hand up in
mock salute. Nita smiled widely and opened the gate to the boat's
deck.
"Are we all set? Need anything?" John
asked.
"Nah, we got plenty of beer, chips, snackie foods Just need
y'all," Bobby answered.
The boat had a large captain's console with lots of gauges
and radios and meters and displays surrounding a plush, overstuffed
chair. The rest of the boat was ringed with thickly padded
furniture. The new vinyl was as soft as leather. Two large coolers
were on board, one at the stern and the other amidships. John knew
they were filled with beer that been iced since early that morning.
Bobby turned the key and the outboard roared to life, blue
smoke coiling from the water. Nita untied the mooring lines and
shoved the boat away from the dock. The engine made a slight
clicking sound as reverse engaged and then the boat pulled smoothly
back from the dock.
It was a beautiful day for enjoying the lake. The
temperature was in the high seventies and forecast to hit the low
nineties. Uncommonly low humidity contributed to the pleasant
weather. The angle of the sun made the lake shimmer in a radiant,
cobalt blue.
Lake Morgan is a very large lake with over one thousand
miles of shoreline. It is fed by hundreds of small finger creeks
that permit the lucky boater to find a creek or cove with no other
boats around.
The pontoons sliced the water as they
headed east, toward the center of the lake. Nita stood up opened the
forward cooler. She reached under the seat and pulled out four
huggies which she filled with cans from the cooler. She picked up
two, walked back to the captain's console, gave one beer to Bobby
and kissed him on the back of the head. She handed the other beer
to John and then went back to the bow where she took a beer and gave
the last to Suzy.
"Oh, Suzy," she said, "I've got to show you something."
Bobby had loaded the CD with favorites from their high school days
and the Bose marine speakers were thumping. Suzy reached behind her
neck and untied the strap. She stood up and began to sway to the
rhythm. Holding one strap in each hand she lifted her arms over her
head and when the CD started on heavy bass, she lowered her arms,
peeling the bikini top from her breasts. John was watching this
performance and was not nearly as surprised at Nita baring her
breasts as he was at the glint of the sun coming from the gold rings
in her nipples.
"Way cool," Suzy said, "but your pale boobs need some
help." She stood up and began to sway with the music. John knew
what was coming next, and watched as Suzy untied her back straps and
shucked her bikini bra over her head.
"Nice tan," Bobby said. "Nita, you should
get some sun on yours." The girls looked at each other, nodded, and
unfolded the lounge seats along the front of the boat. Nita leaned
over to get suntan lotion from a storage compartment and John
noticed her nipple rings swing forward. He felt that stiffening
that pierced female parts gave him, and was glad he was wearing his
surfer baggies. He sucked the rest of the beer from the can and
went forward to get two more. When he handed the beer to Bobby, he
noticed that the Speedo was straining to hold back his knot.
Bobby opened the throttle and the boat picked up
speed. He turned south. John noticed from the speedometer that
they were cruising at close to twenty miles per hour, a rapid pace
for such a large, leisurely party boat. After ten minutes, Bobby
pulled back the throttle and turned the boat west. There was a
narrow opening ahead. Bobby carefully steered the boat around a
fallen tree and the tiny creek opened up.
"Pretty deserted stretch of pond in here," he said. "Most
folks won't mess with getting around that old dead oak."
Nita sat up and looked at Bobby. "Drop the hook, Hon, I
want to jump in."
"Aye aye, lady," he responded. Bobby pulled the throttle
back to neutral and went forward where he removed an anchor and line
from a compartment under the seat. He dropped the anchor and let
the drifting boat pull the line through his fingers. When there was
enough line enough to give the anchor the scope it needed to hold,
he tied the line to the bow cleat. The easterly wind slowly turned
the boat.
Nita got up from the lounge and headed
toward the stern where the folding boarding ladder was. As she
walked by John, his eyes were glued to the flopping rings in her
nipples, which were standing quite erect because of the sun and air.
She stopped, looked at John, grinned, grabbed the nipple
rings between her thumb and forefinger and tugged them forward.
"Like `em?"
John blushed. He could feel a dampness
growing in his baggies.
"If you do," he stammered.
Nita laughed as she dove off the stern of the boat. John
turned when he heard the splash off the bow, just in time to see
Suzy's legs disappearing in the water. Bobby was pulling inflatable
rafts from under another of the many compartments. He piled them
up, and then got out an inflator that he plugged into the cigarette
lighter. The tiny motor whirred and the rafts began to take shape.
He threw the first off the bow to Suzy, and the second off the stern
to Nita. Both girls climbed on the rafts, rolled over on their
backs and using
their hands as paddles, joined up. Bobby inflated the other two
rafts and threw them overboard. "Let's hit the water, John," he
said.
Bobby walked back to the stern where the ladder was. He
hooked his thumbs in the waist of the tiny nylon bathing suit and
pulled them down. Two things shocked John. The first was the overt
nudity. The couples had known each other for over a year, and never
had anything like this happened. The second was what John saw when
Bobby lowered his trunks. What he thought was long was not long at
all, in fact it was quite short but it was very, very thick. John
thought back to the showers during the years of high school
football, and could not remember ever seeing one so thick.
John's own equipment was a bit unusual,
being somewhat long but very thin. Suzy referred to it as his
foot-long hot dog, and it wasn't much thicker than a hot dog
although it wasn't nearly a foot long. Seven and three quarter
inches measured from the top, Suzy said. And it did not grow as he
stiffened. It got hard, but did not increase in size. Of course,
that means it did not shrink when it was soft or cold, so it always
dangled and meant John always had to wear a jock or jockey style
underwear.
Bobby had crawled on his raft and was lying
on his back, his impressive manhood on display. John tried to think
of some common object that might properly describe this unusual
equipment. Bigger than a toilet paper tube but smaller than a soda
can was the best he could come up with.
"Come on in," Suzy yelled, snapping him out
of his trance. It was not that John had any homosexual tendencies,
of that he was sure. But he did wonder what might happen with the
beer, the sun, the boat and these naked and semi naked people.
Nita paddled her raft so she could see John on the boat.
"Drop your trousers, bashful," she said.
John jumped in wearing his baggies, ignoring her suggestion.
He climbed on the remaining raft and paddled toward the group. As
he neared the girls, he could hear Nita say, "Sure, I'd love to do
that too but I can't with Bobby the way he is. They'd rip out for
sure."
"Yeah, I can see that. You gotta be made
wide down there. Do you wanna see `em anyway?" Suzy said to Nita.
"Love to."
The girls paddled back to the boat and climbed on. Bobby
was paddling his raft toward the far shore and was now several
hundred feet from the others. John watched with amazement as his
wife sat in the captain's chair and pulled her bottoms off. He was
shocked, yet again, to see that she had either shaved or creamed all
the hair off. She was bald as a baby, bringing back memories of the
trip to Tony's. She leaned back in the chair and spread her legs
wide. From his angle, John could see rings in Nita's nipples and
even bigger rings in Suzy's lips. He reached into the baggies and
felt how rock
hard he had gotten. Splashing sounds told him Bobby was returning.
For whatever reason, Nita had now shucked
her string bottom and both girls were spreading towels on the
lounges. Bobby had slipped off his raft and was pushing it in front
of him as he swam back to the boat. He tossed the three rafts on
the back of the boat and climbed on board. Knowing that his wife
was on board completely naked, John felt the urge to get back on the
boat also.
Bobby had gotten a towel and was drying himself off, working
on drying his crotch as John climbed on. He tossed the towel to
John and it landed on his shoulder. Bobby walked forward to get
cold beer. The two girls were in animated conversation.
"John, come here," Suzy said. John obeyed, walking to the
bow to stand before her. "Remember when you watched Tony check me
for my jewelry?"
"Uh huh."
"See what you think about Nita." Suzy pointed toward the
other girl. John turned to see Nita stand and slip her skimpy
string bikini down her long legs. She kicked the wisp of fabric
away with her right foot, plopped down on the padded vinyl, and
spread both her legs by grabbing herself just inside the knees.
Nita was hairless, just like Suzy.
Thoughts of engraved invitations and silver platters buzzed
through John's head as he decided that this was too good to pass up.
He knelt and spread Nita's lips wide just as Bobby walked up behind
him.
"What'cha think?" Bobby asked.
"Looks like she can go either way." John used his
left hand to spread her, just like Tony had done to Suzy, and pulled
at each inner lip with his other hand. She was glistening with
moisture, and John could tell from her outer dampness that she was
plenty wet inside. A tiny drop of lubricating fluid appeared at the
very base of her opening. "See, there's plenty to work with," he
said as he turned to look up to Bobby.
Bobby's enormous tool was beginning to swell. It wasn't
lengthening much, John guessed about three, maybe four inches, but
the girth was more than John had ever seen, even in the pornos he
watched in college.
"Take off those baggies," Suzy instructed, "You're the only
one on the boat with clothes on. Let's have some fun."
John was excited, and was ready. His member was so turgid
and stiff it was throbbing. He stood and slipped the wet suit off.
He followed Nita's lead by picking it up with his toe and tossing it
on the seat. When his leg returned from its toss, he felt Nita's
mouth close in on him. First, her lips and tongue toyed with his
head, and then she plunged her head forward, taking him down her
throat. He could feel the strange texture of her throat, with the
strong swallowing muscles pulling at him.
John had by now lost all his previous inhibitions. Nita's
hand came up to fondle his balls while she licked him. She looked
up at him and said, "I've always wanted to see what that felt like.
I can't even get Bobby in my mouth. Look." She pointed to the
other side of the boat where Suzy was struggling to get Bobby's
monster in her mouth. Her skin was stretched tight over her
cheekbones as she attempted to take him in. Bobby's hand was
between Suzy's legs, fingering her gold rings and rubbing his middle
finger along her wetness.
Nita grabbed John's instrument and directed
it toward her spread legs. "I think there's a place way up inside
me you might touch with that fine tool," she breathed huskily. As
he got close to her opening, his slender unit effortlessly spread
lips that had been exposed to a much larger probe, and Nita slumped
forward, burying John's shaft deep inside her. She let out a quick,
abrupt little squeal as she arched her back.
The sun caught the gold nipple rings and
flashed in John's eyes. Enchanted with the jewelry, he reached down
and pulled her nipples upward. The moan coming from deep within
Nita's throat told him that she enjoyed this, and he pulled harder.
She moaned louder, but she was soon overshadowed by the emotional
groanings of Suzy.
John turned his head to see Suzy's legs spread so wide they
were each parallel to the edge of the boat lounge seat, although
going in different directions. Bobby was working his huge monster
into her, gently probing deeper and deeper. John could see the
muscles in his butt tense as he thrust. He knew that Suzy had never
experienced anything like this, and his emotions were torn between a
sadness at seeing someone else having sex with his wife and a
pleasure at the look on his wife's face.
Nita distracted his voyeurism when she pushed him away. His
head snapped around, and he saw her with a bottle of baby oil they
had used for sunbathing in her hand. She unsnapped the lid and
squeezed until her cupped hand was full. She applied her full hand
to the underside of John's hot dog and slathered the warm oil all
over it. Then she stood and put her knees on the edge of the lounge
and worked the rest of the oil into her tiny brown eye.
"In there, sweetie. Be gentle, it's my
first time."
"In your ass?" John questioned.
"Yeah. I think your skinny rod would fit
real well."
John had been asking Suzy for anal sex
since before they were married. She had refused, always saying
"Later" or "I'm not ready now" or "Don't you like my pussy?" He had
fantasized about how the tight, hot hole would feel around his
slender staff, and here was a chance he was not going to give up.
His device was as hard as it had ever been. Carefully, he
aimed for the little twinkie. His head contacted the wrinkled
opening. "Relax,"
he said. "Let it open."
"Okay."
John could feel the tension fade, and he entered her, just
barely. She squeezed him, and spit it out. "Relax," he counseled.
"Go ahead."
Again John pressed the head to the target, and this time, he
grabbed Nita's cheeks and spread them. Slowly, gently, he thrust in
tiny movements until the shaft was in to his frenulum. At that
point, he released his hold on her cheeks and put his arms around
her to cup her breasts. As he felt the nipples on his palms, he
also felt Nita relax some more, and he took the opportunity to press
deeper. The tightness and heat of the hole was incredible, it was
everything he had imagined and then some.
"All the way, John. Give it all to me,
now."
With a smooth thrust, John buried his shaft deep into Nita.
She began to sway her hips, initiating the traditional thrusting of
intercourse. She began to squeeze him as she stroked, and the
pressure took him to greater heights than he had ever experienced.
His unconscious brain took over and instructed his hips to rotate
and thrust. He felt his sap rising.
"I'm gonna come," he whispered.
"Wait, not yet." Nita pulled forward, leaving him exposed.
She grasped his tool just before the head and squeezed it hard. The
need to squirt his seed subsided. She led him to the back of the
boat where she got a bar of soap and a bucket from under a seat.
She dropped the pail in the water, filled it and brought it on
board. Then she began to lather John's pubic hair and wash his
shaft. When she was satisfied, she took him by the hand and led him
back to the bow.
Suzy was obviously being well pleasured by Bobby. Her head
had rolled back and her eyes were open. Her breathing was quick and
shallow, yet Bobby was not moving in her.
Nita turned to John. "It's the size. It's the fullness.
He very, very slowly moves it in and out, and you just quiver when
it comes in and pray it'll return as it leaves."
The wash job had dampened John's enthusiasm, but seeing his
wife in ecstasy quickly raised him.
"Sit there," Nita instructed. John sat. She knelt and took
him in her mouth again. John leaned back, and had a direct line of
sight to the couple on the other lounge. Nita took him deep within
her throat as she cupped his balls and worked her fingers into the
sensitive region just under his sack. One hand stroked him, the
other was on his ball sack and her mouth was working magic. Once
again, he felt the sap rising.
"I'm gonna come," he said.
Nita grunted as her eyes lifted to meet his. She pressed
firmly on the tube from his prostate just as he exploded in her
mouth. Her lips pulled on his head as her hand masturbated
his shaft. She sucked all his seed as John experienced the most
fantastic orgasm in his life.
Just when the pleasure waves had nearly subsided, he heard
Suzy begin to loudly moan. Bobby was now stroking her hard. Nita
looked at John and said, "Just before he comes, he gets even bigger.
That's when he starts to thrust, and it's really something."
Suzy began to shake and quiver as he had
never seen her. Her breaths were short and shallow, like a
mother-to-be in labor doing her breathing exercises. Suddenly Bobby
pulled out and turned around, and Nita put her lips to his massive
organ. Clearly, she could not get him in her mouth, but she jacked
on him with her lips puckered on his tip.
John could clearly see that Bobby was expressing himself,
and Nita was taking it all in. He grunted a few times and then it
was over.
#
Both girls were sunbathing topless on the
forward cushions. Everybody had gotten their bottoms on and they
were headed out of the protected cove toward the main lake. They
heard the sound of an approaching boat, and when they looked up they
saw the distinctive orange stripe of a game warden's boat
approaching.
"Safety check, get `em ready," Bobby said. Nita lifted yet
another compartment lid and got out four orange PFD's. She tossed
two to Suzy and kept two, whispering something to Suzy. They
clutched them to their chests. The officer's boat pulled up
alongside the pontoon boat, and Bobby showed the agent the
registration and fire extinguisher.
"Do you have life jackets on board for
everybody?" he asked. Bobby pointed forward toward the girls. Nita
and Suzy glanced at each other and then spread their arms, a vest in
each hand.
"Do you see four that suit you?" Nita
teased.
"Yep. Enjoy your day on the lake," the
officer said, grinning as he sped away.
John got two cold ones from the cooler and handed one to
Bobby. "Invite us back anytime, Buddy. This was real treat."
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