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My wife Wendy is a real MILF. tall, pretty with a shapely round ass and small but perky tits with perpetually protruding nipples. She has a wild history including lesbian relationships in college but other than playing around with some bondage, spanking, anal and making home movies we have never ventured outside the bedroom or each other, except in fantasy. Perhaps because they are so prevalent in Penthouse forum and elsewhere, a recurring fantasy story we share during sex and both imagine when masturbating, involves Wendy getting fucked in every orifice by a group of eager young guys. While away on a romantic beach weekend, we finally got up the nerve to play our long-imagined fantasy out with a group of horny beach concessionaires. The beach was topless optional and after some persuading I convinced Wendy to wear a tight white thong, displaying her perfectly round ass cheeks, but she insisted on wearing the top which, although tiny, well concealed her small breasts. After soaking up some sun, we decided to rent a catamaran and go for a short sale. The beach concessionaires were the usual assortment of tanned, sun-bleached blond, hardbodied eighteen and nineteen year-olds who were undoubtedly already stoned. We had actually talked about inviting them up to the room later for a game of strip poker, talk that made both of us very horny. But first we decided to go on a sailboat ride. They were naturally flirtatious and didn’t try to hide their inspections of Wendy’s ass-ets. She in turn openly flirted with them, recalling a prior misadventure with a broken mast and asking if there is anything special she should do to make sure the “big pole” stays “erect” the entire time she is “riding it.” One of the more coherent surf punks responded that it sometimes helps to lubricate the shaft when it is in motion and that if you feel around a while you can probably find some lubricant in the hatch, or did he say “snatch?” Finally, they dutifully warned of the “extra charge” for a rescue in the event we got stuck. Wendy replied that we better not get stuck because she didn’t think her thong bikini was big enough to hold any currency the concessionaire would accept. I interjected that we would all see what was available to pay the debt when the time came. After sailing well off-shore, I convinced Wendy to remover her small top and get some sun on her milky white titties. Always a closet exhibitionist, Wendy couldn’t resist this low risk opportunity to be naughty. Although the wind was relatively light, there were occasional gusts and frankly the “captain” was too distracted by his wife’s display of her tanned body glistening with perspiration in the warm sun, to be too focused on safely watching the wind and sails. Just then a gust of wind caught the taught sails and the small Hobie shot out of the water pitching Wendy into the ocean and sending her top off toward the horizon. Although the small boated righted and plucked Wendy out of the water easily, on of the mainsheet stays had snapped and we were adrift. In addition, Wendy was now permanently topless and soaking wet! The breeze brought her exposed dark nipples to attention and the wet sheen on her tan body made me more interested in fantasizing about Wendy filled with young cocks and dripping fresh cum deposits from her pussy, ass and mouth, than in seeing disabled craft to shore. Soon the surfpunks’ jetboat began to approach as they had seen our predicament. I am not sure, but I suspect they had also hurried out because they had seen Wendy’s exposed wet breasts through their binoculars and wanted to make sure they arrived before we fashioned some sort of emergency cover-up. Wendy initially started to cover her tits with her hands when they approached but I reminded her it was a topless beach and that trying to cover up would only attract attention. I half-jokingly added that if she didn’t want them staring at her tits she should remove the thong and give them a better shot of her freshly shaved pink pussy. When the jetboat pulled along side, their were three of the young guys aboard – one or two more than necessary for towing in a small catamaran. I immediately suspected my wife’s firm ass and exposed tits were more of an attraction than a broken Hobie Cat. Apparently, Wendy’s growing comfort with first wearing a thong around the beach and then exposing her breasts on the boat had really began to peak her exhibitionist tendencies. She sat back on her elbows head back seductively presenting her still wet legs, flat stomach and tits for the arriving crew. They were obviously smoking another joint on the way out and whatever inhibitions they may have had at that horny age, had vanished. Seizing the moment, Wendy took charge “thank God you guys saw us out here. I’ve lost my top and I was afraid my tits would get burned without any sunscreen!” One of the guys quickly exchanged the banter,” oh we wouldn’t want that to happen they look so nice and squeezably soft now.” “There will be an ‘extra charge’ for the rescue though,” he offered very suggestively. Further emboldened by this exchange, Wendy replied “my husband suggested I show you my pussy but as he just shaved my pussy this morning I am afraid of sunburning my pussy lips as well.” After an interminable pause she removed all doubt of her intentions regarding the ‘extra charge’ suggesting “ maybe if you guys promise to rub my titties and pussy lips with some sunscreen, it would be okay?” There was another brief pause while everyone involved mulled the fear that there would be none of the sought after suntan lotion to be had and a new subterfuge for three horny teenagers to rub my slut wife into a frenzy would have to be concocted. As the lads search the small confines of the jetboat furiously, I interjected “between the four of us, and with Wendy’s help, we might generate sufficient “lotion” to smear over Wendy’s small breasts and pussy lips” but to thoroughly cover her bare ass as well we would surely need something to dilute the planned jism-bath. Just then one of the quick-thinking, even if quite stoned, surfpunks found a half-full bottle of suntan oil which, of course, would offer no protection from the sun but plenty of lubrication for the six eager hands that were about to grope my horny slut wife! With that they jumped aboard the trampoline section of the Hobie and surrounded Wendy. She was still wearing in the white thing but now more adorned with a shimmering glow of sweat, stoked by anticipation, than by the remaining droplets of sea water. I immediately assumed the role of director, instructing one of the lads to pull down the thong and give everyone a good look, okay maybe I slipped and said “access,” to Wendy’s much anticipated and freshly shaven pussy. However, neither Wendy or I was prepared for his youthful enthusiasm when he immediately tossed the thong into the breeze and it wafted away into the ocean. It was one thing to be prepared for a sea-going sex romp with three young studs, but quite another to imagine returning to the crowded beach and hotel completely naked, covered only in a sheen of suntan oil and likely dripping freshly deposited spunk from every orifice! Nevertheless there was no turning back now, as I instructed the boys to “oil her up” she lay back and began to flick her tongue and roll her eyes in the pre-orgasmic delight of having these young but rough hands smearing oil all over her body from the tips of her toes up her long tanned legs to the milky white area previously covered by her thong and ultimately those prominent pink pussy lips, and finally up her stomach to her titties. I suggested the lads spread her legs to make sure they would be thorough in their treatment of her twat. Two of them grabbed a leg each and immediately complied causing her pussy to gape open into the ocean breeze and sun. Her pussy was already naturally well lubricated, as were her outstretched thighs and the young man attempting to apply even more lubricant could not help losing his fingers into her inviting nether regions. This, of course set her off even more as she loves fingers in her pussy and, at my instruction, the boy responded buy curling his fingers upward against her g-spot. Now she was literally writhing against the modest restrain imposed by the other two who had her legs forced apart as far as possible and had commenced working on her slippery white titties with their respective free hands. “Now,” I protested, you have gotten my cum-slut wife so greased up you better lick her off a bit.” Of course they were only too happy to comply, the one between her wide-spread legs diving face first into the pouting labia, burying his tongue inside her and nibbling on her clitoris. “Oh he’s biting my clitty” Wendy pretended to protest, as the other two attached like remoras to each tit and sucked with a wild abandon that quickly shut her up in favor of moaning and biting her lower lip. Looking over at me she exclaimed “they’re sucking my nipples and licking my pussy.” Knowing Wendy like’s dirty talk and rough sex, particularly when she is already this far along towards orgasm, I decided to step up the rhetoric and the action. “Ready for some cocks you greased-up little whore” I queried. “Yes, yes, I want some cocks now’ she gasped back. “Where do you want hem, slut,” I continued. “I want cocks everywhere .. in my shaved pussy and in my mouth to suck, and in my ass… I want cum everywhere.” This time I needed offer no instruction as all three dropped their surfer trunks exposing long hardened cocks of more than ample size and already dripping pre-cum. Wendy promptly took one cock in each hand, already made slippery by the suntan oil, and began to jerk them off furiously. “Tell them you want gobs of their hot jism on your titties” I ordered and she eagerly complied. “Yes, I want your cum all over me, give me your hot jism.” The lucky one between her legs, now spread by their own volition, buried his larger cock into Wendy’s slippery hole and began fucking her as hard as only an extremely aroused nineteen year old can. Very quickly it became obvious that the hand jobs were proceeding too quickly for anyone’s taste. Having a little history and experience with Wendy’s fanatasizing I told her to be quiet and she responded, predictably by chattering even more about how good their cocks felt and how much she wanted to be soaked with their prodigious quantities of young stud cum. Following que, I told one of the handjob guys to stick his cock in her mouth and give her a good face-fucking if she doesn’t shut up. In his rush to judgment he immediately straddled Wendy’s face and practically drove her head back through the tramp of the boat as he rammed his moistened shaft down her hungry but startled throat. He had his knees on both sides of her head and was pistoning in and out of her wanting mouth as she sucked for dear life. About that time the guy fucking her pussy began to shake and looked at me for instruction on where to deposit his load. Given that the sun was being blocked by three young studs and it didn’t appear Wendy would be coming up for air for a while, I abandoned the spunk sunscreen idea and said “go ahead and fill the slut’s shaved pussy with your cum.” Grabbing her thighs and lifting her entire ass of the tramp, he enthusiastically complied. The mixture of the baby oil, Wendy’s ample quim and the newly added punk-spunk generated a foamy mixture that soon coated the slightly softened prick as his pumping of my slut wife slowed. Quickly adapting to the new “rules,” surfpunk number two picked up on Wendy’s fondness for naughtiness and announced “I’m shooting my load down the whore’s throat !” It was difficult to say who was more pleased with this development as his balls tightened and he comvulsed over and over again, Wendy eagerly slurped and sucked committed to get every drop of the young man’s cum. She sucked so voraciously she seemed intent on swallowing his cock as well. “This cum-slut really loves the taste of my hot spunk,” he cried to his comrades. In all the cumming, punk number three had found himself, and his hard oozing cock, somewhat ignored. Meanwhile, the first guy had slipped fingers back in Wendy’s cum filled pussy and was working one easily into her asshole as well. Seeing her reaction was to rotate her butt down on his finger to drive it deeper into her anus, I new she was ready and I encouraged him to try sticking two finger up her butt “for starters.” In a second, he had two fingers in her ass and a thick calloused thumb in her wet snatch, holding her like a cum-filled bowling ball, her writhing was lifting her off the surface of the tramp. Seeing that she was near orgasm herself, I knew the time was right for the coup de gras. I instructed the one who had not yet come to position himself on his back and then ordered the other two to “flip the bitch over on his pole so her sweet ass is available for a good fucking and a load of hot jism too!” As the boys responded, she enthusiastically mounted the third guy and started to ride his pole up and down. I proceeded to give her slick oily ass some good hard slaps while telling her she was a slut and a whore and would soon be getting hard cocks and hot cum in all three of her holes at once. Barely conscious of anything but her own continuous pleasure, she muttered acknowledgments “whore…yes…cocks….cum… fuck me….everyone fuck me….give me more spunk…..my mouth….my ass…my cunny.” I had already had my cock out, stroking it during the show, and now I spread her ass cheeks, made warm and pink from the spanking, and pressed the helmet of my rock hard cock against her parting anus. My entry was swift but I could tell their was some initial pain mixed in her cries of pleasure as I moved to a steady rythym with the cock in her twat. “Well don’t be shy now boys,” I invited the other two, “she can suck both your cocks at once and then she will get twice the mouthful of hot spunk.” They quickly obliged and soon our fantasy had come true in spades. Wendy was stark naked, in the middle of the ocean, covered in sweat and suntan oil, with four cocks simultaneously pumping her pussy her ass and her mouth! As if this weren’t enough, during the proceedings I had noticed a couple of larger power boats had drawn closer to watch and a couple of video cameras had come out to record the unexpected theater. The two cocks in her mouth sounded good but not much was happening and I knew they couldn’t come again as fast as the ass and pussy brigade so I instructed them to jerk off and give the cum-slut a dual-facial while we finished off in her asshole and twat. As I neared my own orgasm, I grabbed her elbows and pulled her back into an upright position, still supported by the pricks in each hole, and as we shot our cum in her ass and her pussy, the other two who were jerking off directed their ample loads all over her face. She managed to capture a few spurts with her outstretched tongue, but the majority of the spunk dripped down her chin and onto her titties. With my spent but still half-hard prick remaining firmly implanted up her ass, I released her arms and reached around to smear the fresh cum all over her face and tits. Occasionally treating her to a taste of one of my spunk dripping fingers. Amazingly, though the lads and I were essentially spent my slut wife seemed to be raring to go. In an effort to entice the boys to further gangbanging, she began to spew demands for more cocks and more cum from her still spunk-dripping mouth. Recognizing she was far from through, I told the boys to “tie this cumslut to the pontoons!” Like a bunch of newly invigorated kids playing pirate, they responded by stretching Wendy’s oil and cum slickend body across the trampoline and using the sail ropes and cleats to tie first each hand and then her spread legs, to each of the far corners of the pontoon boat. Now she could have not been more exposed or helpless and unable to resist as she lay four-cornered on the gently rocking sailboat with her gaping, spunk-dripping snatch the centerpiece of our handiwork. What seemingly no one but me had noticed in all the excitement was that the several power boats had pulled closer and closer as we made no effort to hide our ocean going gangbang from them. I am sure most of them thought they were very fortunate to witness this and perhaps score a video of my slut wife being filled with four cocks at once and bathed in hot spunk. But now I bade them have a real taste of this insatiable cum slut as the surfpunks and I abandoned the bound, spreadeagled wench to them, We boarded the jetboat and letting it drift to a respectable distance while the first boatload of onlookers took the cue and boarded the catamaran, cocks already out and standing at attention. For the next hour Wendy was fucked, cum-in, cum-on, untied, re-tied, spanked and otherwise used like no fanatasy we had ever imagined. At one point she was nearly suspended from the mast while being flogged on her reddened ass with a plastic oar, followed by several consecutive butt-fuckings in this position. Although I lost count, she definitely ended up with double-digit cocks in every hole. To add to the excitement, there were at least two video cameras rolling throughout with the cameramen constantly assuring my slut wife that her day as a sea going cum-receptacle would be promptly posted on the internet for the unlucky millions who missed the live performance. When they finally finished using her, the surfpunks towed us back to shore and Wendy declined an offered towel to cover up her still-red ass, spunk dripping shaved pussy and cum crusted tits. Instead she marched triumphantly past startled beachgoers receiving approving nods from several guys with binoculars at their sides who undoubtedly vowed to do some “sailing” tomorrow.
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