Chapter 6
It was getting late, too late, Vi realized, and she felt disappointed that they were not going to be leaving the lagoon that day. She knew that they would hardly have time to make the main river before dark if they left right then, and Stan still wasn't back from the beach. No, leaving that day was out of the question, and it made her madder with each passing moment.
In the back of her mind she had hoped they would again find a very private and secluded sanctuary where Stan might again romance her with champagne on the forward deck. That wasn't possible if they stayed, she was sure, so all she could do was get mad and depressed. She had spent the afternoon cleaning up around the houseboat as if she had to get things put away for traveling, but Stan just stayed away the whole time. It seemed twice as long as it actually was, and the heat of the afternoon made it even more unbearable.
She didn't want to go outside for fear of appearing like she was spying on her husband to the strangers, and inside the small cabin, the heat was much worse. There was hardly a breeze, and the air seemed to weigh heavily all around her as she set about cleaning up. She had stayed in her swimsuit in an effort to remain cool, but even it seemed to be too much clothing. If the other people weren't around she might go naked, but then she knew that if the others weren't around, she'd probably not be working so furiously inside. She wanted to stay calm and collected, but she was fighting a losing battle. By the time Stan finally returned to the boat, she was considering not talking to him.
He came on board dripping wet from the swim, and he excitedly called her name as if something impossible had happened. He didn't notice the cold stare his wife was giving him as he was bursting with the news of his day.
"Darling! You'll never believe who those people are. It was a stroke of luck like never before! Imagine! In a place like this!" he called, gesturing around with his wet arms.
Vi of course didn't know what he was talking about, but he spoke so fast she couldn't get a word in edgewise anyway. She just grew progressively madder as he dripped water all over her freshly cleaned room.
"Honey, do you realize who that man is? And he called himself a simple carpenter! Brother! He is really modest. You should have come over to the beach, but they're both dying to meet you ... Tomorrow ... You can meet them then. It's really important that you make a nice impression, although I know you will... This calls for a drink!" he concluded, heading for the cabinet where he stored the liquor.
She realized that he had already had a few drinks by the way he continued babbling, but her curiosity Was aroused despite her anger. It had to be something to get him that worked up, and she tried to reason with him so that she could understand what he was talking about. "You haven't yet told me who they are!" she exclaimed the moment he fell silent.
"I haven't? Oh... Nobody ... Nobody but Ed Rockton and his rather gorgeous wife, that's who!"
The last part of his comment made her mad, so she screamed out her words. "So, who are they?" She was furious for being forced to play his silly drunken guessing game, but all she could think to do was sit down in a chair with her arms folded in front of her.
"Who the hell? Christ! He's only one of the biggest developers in the whole state ... That's who!" He was so stunned that she didn't know who Ed Rockton was that he'd stopped, frozen in the middle of taking a bottle of vodka down from the shelf. When she said nothing he moved again, taking a glass with him over to the small sink. He went on as he was pouring out a stiff drink. "I only casually mentioned that I was an architect, and you know what he said? He said that he was always looking for young imaginative and independent architects, and that he would be very interested in looking over some of my plans! How about that!"
It dawned on her why Stan was so elated, and she suddenly couldn't find the strength to be mad. It was only natural that he would be excited, and also very late in returning to the boat. He had by chance run into a man who could give him the very position that he had always dreamed about, and Vi could not find the cruelty within herself to pop his balloon. She was ready to celebrate his chance fortune with him, and she stood up from the chair and openly smiled at him.
"Don't I get a drink, too? I mean if we are going to celebrate your luck together!" she said. "It's on the way," Stan smiled, pleased that she was happy. He felt like things would work out between them after all. "Honey, you should see the inside of their houseboat! It's really something. He had it custom-designed just for him, and I'll tell you whoever did it was no amateur. It's big and roomy and expensively furnished. Doesn't seem at all like you're on board a boat!" He brought the drink over to where Vi had remained standing, and handing her the glass, he clicked" his against it so hard that it sounded like it would break. "To the future!"
"To the future ..." she repeated, but she was thinking about something other than Stan. After taking a sip from her glass, she set it down and walked into the galley. "Dinner's almost ready ... I hope you feel like eating?"
"Mmmmm? Oh, sure," he answered, his thoughts obviously elsewhere.
Vi set the dinner out on the table on the forward deck as Stan continued talking about all that had transpired that afternoon. She was too busy getting dinner served to do anything more than nod and gesture in response to his statements, but she knew that he was hardly noticing her anyway. Stan made no mention of the food he'd eaten on the beach with the Rocktons until after they were sitting down to eat, and then he described in detail all the things Luci Rockton had served. To Vi it was as if he was not satisfied with her simple meal, and gradually she began to feel unimportant. By the time they had finished, she was sick and tired of hearing about Luci Rockton, and she thought she would blow up if she didn't get away from her husband's incessant chatter. The last thing she wanted to do was show her anger, for she was sure he would only take it as a sign of jealousy in his state.
When she went in to get coffee and dessert, she took her time, as she was not anxious to return to the forward deck to listen to more descriptions of Luci. But then her stalling became obvious, and it took all of her willpower not to break down crying right then and there. Instead, she just suddenly announced that she was hot, and leaving the dessert and coffee on the table in front of Stan, she stepped off the boat into the water.
"Hey! What are you doing?" he yelled after her.
"Going for a swim!"
The full moon was up, and the coolness of the water made Vi immediately feel better. She was glad that she had kept her swimsuit on, as she couldn't think of any other means of getting away from Stan for a few minutes, except swimming. After swimming several yards away from the houseboat, she turned over onto her back to see what he was doing, and she saw that he was apparently unconcerned about her sudden decision. He was eating the dessert as if nothing had happened, so she turned over again and began swimming in earnest.
She had a lot to think about, and. the water in the moonlight seemed the ideal place. It was refreshing to feel the cool liquid surrounding her body as she swam, and it began to take on a stimulating reality in her mind. It seemed to caress her everywhere, and it was pleasant to feel so buoyant. She realized it was the first time she had left the houseboat since they had tied up in the lagoon, and in spite of the fact that it was night, the moonlight illuminated the area enough to inspire her to go exploring.
She was fascinated by the dune-like beach so she swam toward it, the sand seeming pure white in the moonlight. It looked so clean and private, she thought it was the ideal spot to relax and think. When she could touch bottom, Vi waded out of the river, and she was glad the night air was still warm. The sand actually felt hot under her bare feet, and she shook the water from her arms and legs as she strolled up the beach toward the woods. Coming upon a thick patch of grass-like reeds, she turned to her right, walking farther down the beach. She had to zig-zag her course to avoid the occasional outcropping of the tall reeds, and as she turned back toward the water to go around one of them, she wondered if Stan could see her from the boat. The lights were on in the living area, and Stan wasn't out on the forward deck. She figured that he had gone inside for a moment, and realizing that he could in fact see her from the deck, she decided to take the opportunity to disappear. There was a close-by patch of sand surrounded by the tall reeds, and she walked to it and sat down. The tall grass shielded her from view of the houseboat, and she found that it made her feel very secure. It was as if she was on her own little private island where she could do anything she wished when she wanted. The warm night air had dried her quickly, so she put her arms behind her head and laid back on the warm sand.
She didn't know what made her think of it, perhaps her still-wet bathing suit, but she was suddenly remembering how Stan's hot breath had felt against her excited naked vagina. He had been so close to her sensual private part, and she had turned him away, even though she had really wanted him to lick her there. Just thinking about it made her tiny clitoris start to tingle again, and she realized how hypocritical she had been the night before. She had denied herself pleasure that she'd wanted, and even worse than that, she had made Stan feel bad for wanting to give her that pleasure. She had really been unfair to both him and herself, and she thought her actions had actually been selfish and cruel. She hadn't considered his feelings at the time, but in retrospect, she could more clearly see it. The net result had been like leaving half a job done, and it was she who had to pay for it. She' knew that she would have been expected to repay his actions with some of her own, but there on the beach she couldn't see any harm in doing it. The method may have been repulsive in her mind, but she couldn't deny that she was feeling a pleasureful stimulating sensation from it. It had in fact been on her mind all day, and at that very moment it was making her wish she could be doing it all over again.
Moving her hand to the area between her inner thighs as if to check on the dampness of her swimsuit, Vi touched the surface of the material, and she felt the contact of her hand against, her aroused nerve-end, even through the swimsuit It felt good, and she let her hand linger there, her finger pressing harder and harder into the narrow crevice of her pussy through the material. The hot throbbing sensation raced upward infusingly through her belly, igniting a flame that burned hotter than she could control.
She needed the complete experience she had almost attained with her husband the night before, and she wanted it bad. She felt in a world apart, and she lifted her firm rounded buttocks up from the sand, slipping her fingers under the elastic top of her swimsuit panties. She started to roll the damp material down over her smoothly arched hips when she was frozen by the sound of human voices. It was as if someone was standing right next to her, and she looked around frantically, expecting that she had been discovered in a compromised position.
She could see no one, and for a moment, she began to think she had only imagined the sound when the voices came again, only louder. This time she was sure of it, and she thought the voices had come from the other side of the patch of reeds on her left. Although she was a little frightened by the closeness of people, she couldn't resist the urge to see who belonged to the voices.
Moving cautiously, she quietly inched closer to the row of tall grass, and finding a spot where it thinned out over a slight rise in the sand, she carefully moved the few stalks apart. She was startled to discover that she had picked a spot to peer through that was hardly a few feet away from the people, and more surprising than that, it was a couple stretched out on a blanket, both completely naked! She was afraid to move for fear the people would discover her as she was sure she could reach out and touch the man's buttocks, he was so close. Her eyes were all that moved, shifting back and forth from the man to the, woman, her natural curiosity making her wonder who they were. The woman looked like Luci Rockton, Vi was almost certain, as even though she had only seen her from a distance earlier that day, there was just no mistaking the woman's sexy body. It was the man that she wasn't sure about, as he somehow didn't fit the picture she had of Ed Rockton. He looked thinner than the man she had seen that afternoon on the beach greeting her husband. He had his back to her, but she saw that his muscles were pronounced and strong, his whole body looking tan from top to bottom. His hair was light and sandy looking, and she could have-sworn that Ed Rockton had dark hair, yet she guessed that the man had to be him as there were no other people around.
Shifting her gaze back to the woman, Vi looked her over carefully, wondering what she possessed that had made Stan talk incessantly about her. It was true she was a strikingly beautiful woman, and she looked particularly sensual in the moonlight. She was lying on her side with one shapely white leg bent at the knee, and Vi could see the soft silken triangle of her sparsely curling pubic hair. She was moving her legs up and down along the blanket as if to stroke it, and her hands were out toward the man. Vi caught a vocal gasp before it came from her. mouth as she suddenly realized that the woman was fondling the man's loins.
Vi turned her head away from the slight division in the grass, knowing she should somehow steal away and leave the couple with their privacy. It was wrong to be watching them from a hidden vantage point, and yet the idea of being able to observe without being seen herself was too tempting to pass up. She felt compelled to stay put, her curiosity getting the better of her judgment. Knowing it was wrong, she nonetheless turned her head back toward the opening in the reeds, telling herself that she was only going to be sure that she had seen correctly. It was, she reasoned, an opportunity to find out what Stan's future possible employer was really like, and that maybe there would be something that came out of her observations which would make him have second thoughts. What she saw then began to give her second thoughts.
The man had rolled onto his back, his head propped on a large beach-type plastic pillow, and seeing his face surprised her. He didn't look at all like she had thought, and she was momentarily wondering how he could have looked so different from a distance, but she stopped wondering about that when the woman suddenly spoke.
"You have a handsome cock," she said, and Vi shifted her eyes to the man's groin, feeling her heart pounding as she stared at the stranger's exposed nakedness. The woman, Luci Rockton, was now kneeling beside the man, and her small slender hand was wrapped tightly around his. erect hard penis! Its thickened head seemed to glow purple even in the pale light of the moon, and Vi thought it looked even bigger than her husband's. The vein-lined, fleshy hardness was throbbing and tall, standing straight up from his bushy pelvis like a totem pole. The narrow slit at the very tip seemed to open and close as the woman's hand lewdly stroked the member evenly from around the thick base, his tannish pubic hair flattening against his groin as she worked her hand slowly up and down again and again. The man was staring down at the woman, a cool glare in his eyes from the manipulations of his long rigid cock, and Vi breathlessly guessed that the woman was about to take the man's desire-hardened penis into her mouth!
God! she thought, it was wrong to be spying like a sick voyeur on the naked couple as she was, but her brain whirled with visions of forbidden sexual encounters the likes of which she had never dreamed possible. She had to see if the wanton acting woman could really do such a base animal thing as take the man's penis right into her mouth! ft couldn't really be true, she thought, but in the next moment she found she was wrong!
Luci was emitting a groan of lascivious pleasure, and she leaned, toward the thick jutting rod of blood-filled hard flesh until her large nipple-hardened white breasts were swaying just above the huge pole. She moved lower, positioning her resilient, hanging breasts until they were on either side of his throbbing penis, and squeezing them lewdly around it like she was making a sandwich, she began to stroke the long thick column of his hardened penis with her warm pliant flesh. The purple head of his long jerking penis disappeared into the smooth deep valley between her lush rounded breasts then reappeared as she moved her upper torso up and down. Vi saw that the berry-like nipples of her manipulating supple breasts were erect and pink in the moonlight, and the whole scene seemed to be a strange, licentiously abandoned ritual the woman was performing over the man's huge idol-like phallus. He had a fixed smile on his face as he stared at his throbbing cock being obscenely massaged by the naked woman's large enveloping white breasts, but he suddenly arched his hips up, forcing the bulbous head of his pulsating cock to nearly touch the woman's chin. She backed off for a moment then opened her lovely mouth forming an "O" with her moist red-rimmed lips and bending down slightly, she suddenly flicked her tiny tongue out at the turgid glistening head of his throbbing cock.
For an instant the whole bizarre scene tilted crazily before her eyes, and Vi felt faint. It was just too unbelievable, seeing not arm's-length away from her own body the nakedly lewd sexual play of a couple of strangers. She knew she should leave then and return to her houseboat and Stan, but she was held by the salacity of the spell-binding sight, almost as if she were being forced to witness it.
The man's breast-engulfed massive cock was growing even larger under the ministrations of the woman's obscenely laving tongue. She licked hungrily up and down the full length of his throbbing penis occasionally stopping to flick out wantonly across the very tip where tiny drops of his passion-oozing semen appeared. It was as if she were whipping the hard genital flesh into submissiveness as she lustfully painted it over with her warm glistening saliva. When the man moaned like a beaten animal, she withdrew her lashing wet tongue and lowered her head until the thick moistened tip of his penis disappeared slowly up inside the woman's roundly ovaled lips. Instantly, she started sucking and licking at his cock as if it were an ice-cream cone, while one of her small hands stroked the jerking penis around its wide-solid base. Then she did something that Vi could hardly believe.
The woman bobbed her head down, whimpering sensually at the same time, and she took nearly the whole length of the man's long thick cock into her sucking throat! Her white-skinned cheeks bloated out and drew in as she sucked in sluttish fury on the solid pole of hardened male flesh, and when she raised her head up again, she left a trail of white teeth marks along half its thick, rigid length. Then picking up a rhythm, her head bounced up and down licentiously on the man's straining cock, her soft lipstick-rimmed lips tightly rolling in and out as she ardently sucked with all her might. She began to massage the soft skin of his sperm-weighted balls with her other hand, and she was caught up in obvious sexual frenzy that became more and more intense with each passing second. Without breaking her timing, Luci moved around until her knees invitingly straddled either side of the passion-dazed man's face, her open wet vagina clearly exposed to Vi's view.
Her own heart was pounding so fast, Vi thought she could feel it reverberating in her ears. Unconsciously, she began to rub her tingling thighs together, acting like hot, velvety pincers on the swollen flushed lips of her vagina. It was almost as if she had Stan's head up between her legs again, his hot breath blowing passionately across her aroused tiny clitoris like a santanic wind from hell.
The man didn't have to raise his head an inch from the pillow as the woman lewdly spread her knees until his opened mouth was pressed into the soft delicate pink flesh of her wet, glistening cunt Almost instantly, his long masculine tongue flicked out into the fleece surrounded mound, and the woman wiggled her lush, spread buttocks in eager response to the lascivious pleasure. He reached around her firm smooth thighs with both arms, and digging his fingers into the crevice of her round white buttocks, he spread the twin mounds wide apart as though to gain better access for his wildly flicking tongue.
Vi felt an awakening shudder of pure sensuality run up her spine as the tiny puckered ring of the woman's tight little anus was abruptly exposed to her view. She could even see the brownish-pink ridges of rubbery flesh lewdly expand and contract in the pale light. Below it, she watched the man's long slashing tongue moving in the pink wet crevice of the naked girl's obscenely spread vagina, and it suddenly disappeared into the moist sensitive opening, driving deep into the woman's moistly receptive cunt Somehow Vi could imagine how that slicing hot tongue would feel pushing into her own sensuously incited pussy, and she thought she would go insane with the billows of lust that were taking hold of her own burning body.
The woman moaned from deep in her greedily sucking throat without taking her slaving mouth from around the thick rigid column of cock-flesh, and she seemed to suck harder, the passion in her belly growing with obviously mounting pleasure from the deliciously inspiring tongue-fucking the man was giving her. They were locked together in the salaciously exciting position, the woman above the man, nakedly rolling and jerking as he was arching up, driving his huge hardened cock into her voraciously sucking mouth. The tempo was increasing constantly as they moved in the sensual oral-fucking of each other's pleasure-filled genitals.
Vi's belly was burning with a passionate flame of lust she had never known before, and she stared at the nakedly sucking couple in glazed passionate fascination. She was lying on her side, her head resting against the mound of sand from which the tall reeds hiding her grew, and she reached over her shoulder with her right hand to unfasten the clasp of her swimsuit top. She felt she had to let her swollen, palpitating breasts free, and she almost threw the damp fabric away in her frenzy to remove it from her released, full white breasts. Her twin tingling mounds stood out firmly round in the dull light, their nipples pink and hard, and she cupped each one of them in her excitement-perspiring hands, feeling them alive and sensually pulsing to her touch. Taking the tiny hardened nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, she slowly rolled and pinched them to feel the full sensorial delights of her aroused young body. It was like she was testing herself to see if she was only dreaming up the entire bizarre scene on the other side of the reeds.
The woman's lovely head was bobbing up and down rapidly, her covetous grip on the huge thick column of hardened cock-flesh moving with ever swifter strokes as she swung her obscenely spread white buttocks in circles over the man's lust provoking long furiously probing tongue. He was flicking it into the moist passage of her glistening cunt like a cat lapping at a bowl of milk, and his fingers were enticingly probing into the tight ring of exposed anal flesh around the entrance of her rectum. She wiggled her taut ovaled buttocks, back against his teasing fingers as if wanting to take them inside, and obeying her unspoken request, the man suddenly wormed two rigid fingers, the breadth of a cock, into the depths of her rubbery yielding back passage! Vi saw them, lewdly, excitedly, sink in up to the second knuckle, and then he began immediately fucking them in and out in opposite time to the rhythm of his deep licking tongue. The never before lewd spectacle sent rippling shudders of intensively titillating, if imagined, joyous pain, streaking through her own sympathetically working rectum, tingling like the incessantly raging fire in her loins, and she released one hand-hold on her breast to push the bottom of her swimsuit down over the smooth arch of her hips. When she got the material to her knees, she kicked her long white legs to work it all the way off, wanting to have complete freedom of movement with those naked shapely legs. She pointed her right knee up in the air while she pressed her left leg into the sand. It made her hot sensitive inner thighs open and completely accessable to her whimsy, and without the slightest hesitation, Vi ran her hand down, then up between her firm smooth thighs until her slender trembling fingers were pressing into the wet soft folds of her hotly burning pussy. The silken pubic curls were damp with her flow of lubricating fluid, and the sensuous swelling mound of genital flesh pulsed hotly beneath the pressure of her eagerly hedonistic hand. Her fingertips brushed electrically over the tiny hardened tip of her pink quivering clitoris, and she gasped at the unexpected shock the overwhelming erotic contact brought. The twinge of guilt that flickered through her conscience was immediately overcome by the agonized, terrible frustration of her need.
Vi thought the naked, obscenely connected couple surely had to be near an end in their oral fucking, and she voyeuristically waited for the climactic moment to occur, but before she realized fully what was happening, she abruptly saw another man approaching the pair. She was shocked into a frozen position once again as the impossible began to happen before her eyes. The man coming up the beach also was completely naked,, smiling as though he'd just finished some devilish trick, and his huge cock was standing out from his groin, fully erect. What was particularly shocking to Vi was the fact that she fully believed the man was Ed Rockton. It meant that the other man having oral sex with Luci had to be someone else after all! She thought her husband would kill the man who had his lashing tongue inside Luci's wetly receptive pussy, but it was nothing like that at all!
Ed lumbered up to the lewdly coupled pair, his smile never leaving his face, and the even more amazing thing was that he stood and watched them for a moment, his hand wrapped luridly around his own long thick cock, and he was stroking it into full erection. Then suddenly, he was standing behind his naked, obscenely bent and engaged wife, and the man beneath her licentiously positioned body moved the pillow out from under his head, dropping his lashing tongue from her openly wet, clasping pussy at the same time. It was like they were performing a well rehearsed pose; for the moment the man's head was down, Ed knelt behind his wife's smoothly rounded buttocks, his immensely throbbing cock pointing directly at the space between her thighs. Luci never once stopped her voracious sucking of the other man's cock, but instead raised the level of her wantonly splayed buttocks even higher, as if to meet her husband's huge cock halfway.
Vi was suddenly remembering how Stan had fucked her dog-style, and it appeared that Ed was going to do that same thing to his wife, only with one major difference! She was sucking another man's cock at the same time! But then the actions that followed made Vi realize that she had been totally wrong in her guess ...
Ed casually dug his thick ringers into the deep smooth crevice dividing Luci's round trembling cheeks, and he harshly spread them wide apart, exposing her tiny working anal lips once again. Vi had seen the man under Luci driving his fingers in and out of her accepting anus, and that had been more than she could take, but suddenly Ed's intentions were very, very clear! . His massive throbbing penis was headed directly for the tight little ring of Luci Rockton's back passage! The tiny hole was stretched wide, open and quivering, even nibbling in eager anticipation between the distended cheeks of her full round buttocks, and she hadn't for a moment stopped her hungry sucking of the other man's cock!
What Ed Rockton seemed about to do deliriously horrified Vi; she couldn't believe it was even possible! The woman couldn't possibly take such a huge cock into the tiny little hole back there, not that way; it would split her rectum in half! She was frozen with excited apprehension that instant while she watched him, his giant hardened penis up between his wife's anticipatingly widespread buttocks.
"Hurry .,. honey, Fuck ... my asshole!" she gasped in a staccato rhythm between bobbing up and down on the prostrate man's expanded cock. The blunt bulbous head of his huge penis was unbelievably throbbing against the tiny pink aperture of her expectant anus, and she seemed to be wiggling frantically back against it as though hungry to have it ripping into her sensuously quivering body there. He let the swollen, blood-filled knob rest teasingly for a moment, the glistening head a deep purple and pulsating angrily between the ovaled shining white cheeks of her nakedly exposed ass. He was breathing hard, his whole powerful body twitching with obvious lusting passion, but he still held back either to torment his wife who was subjugating herself before him, or to savor the thrill of her heated white satin-like flesh expanding against the throbbing end of his poling hard cock. The man lying on the blanket beneath was still staring with a fixed-glazed expression, and Vi thought it was because he too was waiting to see the exciting copulation.
"Shove ... cock ... in my ... asshole!" Luci lewdly chanted again around the swollen cock in her mouth. She was squirming almost frenziedly in her bent-over position, trying desperately to wiggle her lush buttocks back onto the long cock poised menacingly against her little anus. Ed was now holding her tightly to the hips, and he finally responded to her request with sudden animalistic violence. Vi thought Luci would have been flattened by the force if her husband hadn't been holding her that way, and she' wasn't aware of her own vocal gasp as she watched his long thick penis plow with terrifying velocity into the narrow unrelenting channel of the gratefully accepting woman's rectum.
"Mmmmmm! Uuuggghh!" Luci exploded around the thick rod of cock-flesh in her mouth while her head began bobbing up and down over the man's penis as if in positive approval of the long throbbingly hard cock tearing into her tightly undulating rectum. Her muffled cry was loud enough to drown out Vi's vocal whimper which came again as the husband plunged his stone-hard penis in and out of the raw, screaming funnel of Luci's hot rectal flesh.
With terrified amazement, Vi watched the huge white cock salaciously skewering the woman's eagerly lucid anal passage. It drove into her lewdly stretched rectum, its full horrifying length, the man's thrusting groin pressing relentlessly hard against the spread supple cheeks of the woman's lush white buttocks, his pubic hair matting down and springing loose again. His heavy bloated balls swung forward with such force that they slapped against her open wet vaginal flesh with a loud noise that made even the woman gasp. They were in the peak of frenzy as the husband sawed in and out of the licentiously expanded little passage like a 'naked savage gone mad with lust, and Luci's lovely head bounced wantonly up and down, her contorted expression one of such lusting ecstasy that Vi was filled with horrified awe. The man being sucked who lay flat on the blanket beneath Luci was still smiling his fixed smile, and he began to drive his huge length of pulsating hard cock up into the depths of Luci's intensively sucking throat with harder and harder lunges. Luci tried to close her eyes to block out the sight of the nakedly wild depraved triple coupling because she was shocked by the helpless reaction of her own lustfully burning body.
She began to shake violently as she listened to the obscene shouts of the man Luci was strenuously sucking. He stared up wild-eyed at the sordidly unnatural coupling of Ed's thick heavy-veined cock with her salaciously straining rectal lips, and he . yelled his lewd encouragements out as if he couldn't hold back much longer.
"Harder ... Faster ... Fuck her harder! ... Ooouu .... Suck it baby!" he chanted.
Vi wanted to have a throbbing, driving pleasure-bringing hard cock inside her, too! The maddening fire in her seethingly wet vagina was raging out of control, and the erotic gasps of pain and pleasure coming from the other side of the reeds were covetously torturing her as the-woman continued to grunt her lust, and the men answered with obscene shouts. She was lost in a libidinous daze of blinding sensual passion as she listened to the lascivious cries of the naked threesome, and she lay back on the sand in the moonlight to totally surrender to her own lust-inflamed desire which was ravenously consuming her quivering white flesh. The hand between her tremulous thighs had stopped its desperate clawing while insane anguished passion took control of-her mind. She lifted her long slim legs to bend and unbend them, the knees rising and falling as her smoothly curved hips slowly writhed. Her cool fingertips stroked the soft hair-lined outer lips of her desire-flushed vagina, spreading her moist tingling flesh gently apart, and caressing the hot liquid smoothness of her ever-rising pleasure.
The hand at her swollen breast kneaded the straining pliant mound eagerly, strumming the tiny palpitating nipples to quivering erection.
Simply touching their hardened fiery tips sent thrills of delicious joy coursing through her lust-inflamed body. Slowly, perceptively, she sank into the depths of her feeling, and she was only dimly aware of the heated moans and cries from just a few feet away. Her mind's eye was filled with the lewdly erotic imagery of those three nakedly lusting bodies near her. All the sensual visions tumbled about in her head, whipping her intensively searing passion to a steadily increasing tempo; the man's giant swollen cock in the salaciously sucking mouth while his hot stiffened tongue plowed wetly into her clutching pink vagina; his fingers digging into her tightly puckered anus while she obscenely ground back against them as if waiting for the third naked man to come along and replace the lewdly buried fingers with his huge white cock; finally the man ... the very husband ... kneeling down behind her spread-open buttocks and plunging his long, rock-hard cock deeply inside her tiny waiting anus, not stopping until it was impaled in the depths of her rectum to licentiously sodomize her!
Unequaled raging fire blazed in Vi's impassioned loins, the pulsating rhythm between her hot thighs one mass of exquisite and wet sensitivity. All of her consciousness was concentrated on satisfying her one overwhelming need, and with a groan, she plunged her middle finger deep into the viscous moistened mouth of her fire-filled cunt. She had no other choice, the contagious lust of the nearby orgy reaching out like a serpent tentacle to lewdly embrace her, forcing her to do to herself what she so desperately longed for. The momentary tight resistance of her burning cunt passage easily gave way before the wiggling pressure, and the hot wet walls contracted hungrily on her long cool finger. She drew her knees up and scissored her long white legs wide open as her rounded hips arched upward sharply, moving rhythmically up and down in contrary motion with her middle finger fucking wildly in and out of her hotly clasping vagina.
"Aaaggghh! MMmmmmmm!" A gasping, muffled and shrill cry echoed into the still night air from the other side of the reeds, but the screams were barely heard by Vi. She was completely absorbed in her finger-fucking of her own greedily seething cunt, and the rhythm of her plunging finger was rapidly gaining momentum. The moist tight walls of her cuntal channel seemed to eagerly suck and pull at her digit with greater and greater urgency until her whole lust-incensed body was sensuously gyrating in a wild turbulence of ecstatic sexual excitement. After all of the erotic stimulations of the long night, it didn't take her very long to reach the final height of excruciating pleasure. Every muscle in her carnally charged, naked body was seized by spasming tautness as she hung for a moment of time on the edge of breathtaking release. She was near, so very near the mysterious building apex that she sought, but the one slender finger in her steaming cunt didn't seem to be enough! She was still seeing the huge plunging cock in Luci Rockton's gapingly stretched asshole, the thick fleshy column of hardened penis expanding wide the sucking anal lips as it plunged with terrifying velocity into the secret depths of her rectum. That was what she needed, Vi excitedly realized, and she released her hand-hold of her swollen breast, moving her long eager fingers rapidly to the smooth hairless crevice dividing her quivering buttocks cheeks. Groping into the moistened, satin-like valley, she aimed for and found the tight rubbery opening of her tiny puckered anus; carefully placing her middle finger against the little hole, she lewdly wormed it inside. As it popped into her, she tensed from the minute flash of heated sensual pain but ignored it in her desperate attempt to achieve orgasm. She lustfully shoved her finger up to the first knuckle, the hot spongy flesh of her anal passage grabbing her finger like a vise, and gasping aloud, she plunged it further into the enticing, gripping hold until it was entirely submerged.
Her two hands seemed to be grappling with her wetly throbbing genitals as they each worked frantically in their respective orifices, one driving heatedly into the depths of her inflamed cunt while the other countered with a lunge into her hotly clutching little rectal passage. She saw and felt them both racing in and out with an urgency born of frenzied need, her legs kicking up and back as she arched her naked buttocks into the air again and again. Suddenly her shuddering body was held by a prolonged spasm of wildly hungry rippling sensations. She wanted to scream out her sudden joy as her hot spasming cunt contracted again and again around her deeply sunken finger, and the burning wetness in her womb spilled quickly out of her pulsating vagina and against her hand. The teeming flow of liquid ran hotly down the smooth crevice between her buttocks, parting around her buried finger that still continued to erotically pump in and out of her tightly clenched rectum.
She had reached an orgasm, but a futility remained in her mind The tremors in her quaking soft belly quickly subsided, and she lay back against the warm sand, her curvaceous young body exhausted and spent. For a long moment she kept her lewdly absorbed fingers inside the dual little mouths down between her , legs while the last traces of her orgasm ran thickly onto the sand beneath her trembling white buttocks. Then slowly, savoring each millimeter of her erotic fingers, she reluctantly pulled them from herself with regret. She suddenly thought then that she might have screamed out loud in her climax, and she remained unmovingly quiet, trying to hold her rapid breath to see if the troilistic group on the other side of the reeds had heard her cry of pleasure. The tall grass moved slightly, she hoped from a light breeze that was coming up, and she got up the courage to look again through the space to where the people had been. She was both surprised and relieved to discover they were all gone, but she knew they hadn't left permanently as the blanket was still spread out over the sand.
Feeling she had to get away from the spot, Vi started to roll back from the grass, but she heard a noise coming in her direction, and she froze. Her eyes were still close to the opening between the reeds, and she glanced through again to see another naked girl running toward the blanket She was not the same one that had been with the two men, but yet a different girl. She looked younger than Ed Rockton's wife though not nearly as voluptuous, and she was lightly giggling as she approached. Vi didn't move, but her arms and legs began to tremble as she surely thought the girl was going to discover her. But the girl stopped by the blanket, and bending over, she picked it up, slightly shaking it to free the sand. Then she laughed again and ran back in the direction she'd come from.
With a sigh of relief, Vi rolled onto her back, groping with her hands for the parts of her swimsuit. She was afraid to look away from the opening in the grass, thinking that someone else might come along at any moment, but she had to sit up, as she could only locate her bra top. She hurriedly slipped it on over her large breasts then looked toward the sand around her feet for the bottom of the swimsuit. It was off to her right, and she crawled on her hands and knees toward it, her white buttocks shining brightly in the moonlight. Reaching the panties, she decided to chance it and stand up for a moment to put them on, but when she did, she almost fell down again as her legs began to violently tremble. They were drained of control by the overwhelming surge of lusting passion she had just satisfied in her uncontrolled body, and she was beginning to doubt that she could make it back to the houseboat without drowning in the attempt. Yet, her fear of being discovered by the Rocktons or the others-was much stronger than her fear of drowning, so she found the strength to slip on her bottom half of the swimsuit.
Sinking back down onto her knees, she took several deep breaths before she started for the water. She stared out into the moon-lighted areas of the beach, ready to freeze if she saw so much as a shadow move, but she reached the water's edge without spotting anyone. She guessed they had to have returned to the Rockton's houseboat, and before plunging into the water, she glanced over to the spot it was moored, and she was startled to see that a second houseboat had tied up along side the Rockton's. It explained where the other couple had come from, but Vi was too filled with other emotions to worry about it. She eased quietly into the water, feeling the cool wetness around her still tingling body, and it made her feel much better. She was sure that she could quietly swim to the houseboat, and she was suddenly anxious to get there; she wanted to tell Stan everything that had happened while she had been gone. Well, almost everything, she thought as a tiny twinge of guilt and remorse swept over her.
She swam with smooth even strokes, thinking how she possibly could explain to her husband how she happened to witness a triple sexual act between Ed and Luci Rockton and some other man. It almost sounded too fantastic to believe, and even she began to doubt that it had really happened. Was it possible that she was imagining the whole thing as some wild psychological concoction to justify her own self-indulgence?
She had wantonly fingered herself on the beach like some lowly whore in heat, even skewering her own anus with her finger to satisfy her needs. Could those lewd sexual acts have been only imagined? She stopped swimming, treading water as she shook her head several times. Of course she had seen the whole thing! She had only heard, but actually doubted that anyone would do such unnatural an act as fucking in the ass ... blatant sodomy, but the houseboat that had tied up beside the Rockton's was added proof. If she hadn't seen that she might have doubted her own mind, but it was there, and the other couple belonged to it; she was sure!
She started swimming again, and she decided that she would tell Stan she had been lying on the beach to rest up from a long swim, and that she accidentally witnessed the vile act between the Rocktons and the man. She felt it was important that her husband know the kind of man Ed Rockton was, and especially since Stan was so excited about the possibility of going to work for him. She had to make him understand that it would be wrong, terribly wrong to be involved with the likes of Ed Rockton in any way. And as far as Vi was concerned, that went double for that bitchy wife, Luci!
Reaching the forward deck of the houseboat, she pulled herself out of the water, feeling her strength had fully returned. She thought she would need all of her mental facilities to be able to tell Stan about the scene she had witnessed without completely breaking down in a heap of frustrated nerves.
The dessert dishes were still on the table where she had left them, only some other pieces were added to the collection. There was a glass and an empty bottle of vodka beside it, and Vi thought she had to be wrong in remembering the bottle to be full when Stan had taken it down earlier. She didn't think it was possible for him to drink so much at one time.
"Stan?" she called inside the cabin, "I'm back!" she listened, but there was no answer at all, and she began to think that Stan had also gone for a swim, possibly in search of her. If that was the case, there was another horrible possibility. He might have come upon the Rocktons and their friends!
Vi hurried past the galley toward the bedroom, and she was relieved to see Stan asleep on the double bed. Yet, he was still dressed in his swim-suit, and she saw that he had just collapsed there in a drunken heap. She knew immediately that there was no point in trying to awaken him then, and in some ways she was glad. It meant she would have time to think things out carefully, and be able to tell him about the Rocktons with a fresh mind. The morning would be soon enough, she thought, and she slipped out of her wet swim-suit, then dried her naked body with a towel. She was still a bit confused by the experience she'd had that evening on the beach, and she felt suddenly more tired than she had realized. But, before she crawled under the sheets beside her husband, she got out and put on one of her long nightgowns. It wasn't for her usual reason of modesty that she did it, but instead it was because she had for the first time experienced an orgasm, and she was afraid that it would somehow show all over her naked young body.