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Swinger's Club
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

A group of friend form a club, a swinger's club. (MF-
cpls, bi, ora, anal, scat, ws, swap)

***

"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, she 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 hers 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 cum, 
saw her shuddering as the hand between her legs rubbed 
faster and faster, and then watched his date lie back 
down, too. 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, its pale light illuminating everything 
with candid clarity as the confused girl looked about 
her with open 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-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 GOD!" 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 cumming, cumming 
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. 'Oh 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 started 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... know w-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 am, 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 
tick 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... 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 its 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. 

"Goddamn!" 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 tits 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 
finger-fucked 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" finger-fucked 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 cum 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 tits 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!, yessssssss!!" 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 GOD YESS!"  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 GOD! 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 good-
naturedly 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. I 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 cumming!" gasped a 
rigidly tense Bob. "I... oh, god!" 

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. 

"Goddamn, goddamn, 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, served 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 cushions 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 yank, "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 flat-bellied 
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 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, its 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." 

They 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 ultra-clear 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 leftovers 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. 

***

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 cum 
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!" 

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 finger-fucked 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 god, 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 
semi-fluid 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 wash up. 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.    
  
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