From reading the articles on this site I realise that our own experience is not so unusual or weird. I am 47 and Paul is 49 and sexually although I have always been fairly liberated until earlier this year I had only ever been monogamous. But that all changed when my husband and I went on this 3 day boat handling course on a narrowboat in the Midlands. We booked with a company who allow the students to stay onboard overnight; this was handy as we didn’t have to sort out any other accommodation. But having had several holidays on the canals we also knew that if any of the other students were planning to stay on board the boat it may not be very private even though we had our own little cabin. When we arrived at the marina the skipper introduced us to the other students, in fact there were 3 other students, one more than we expected. We soon found out that it would only be the younger single guy that was staying on the boat as the other married couple had chosen to stay in a hotel. The first days cruising was fun, we all got on well and became quite friendly. We found out that Alan, the single guy, was 29, had just divorced and had purchased a narrowboat to live on as he couldn’t afford to buy a house again yet. At the end of the day we moored up, the skipper left as did the other couple who called a taxi for their hotel. Alan’s bunk was at the stern, what is called the helmsman’s cabin, then there was our cabin, followed by the bathroom and finally it was the galley and the lounge. This meant that Alan had to walk through our cabin to get to the rest of the boat, but there was a curtain that hung down the side of the bunk to give us some privacy. But it was weird seeing the silhouette of a another man walking past your bed to go to the bathroom. The wafer thin walls also meant we could not only hear Alan moving around in his bunk but we could even hear him breathing. At first I said no to Paul’s advances for sex but his persistence and his constant fondling paid off and he soon got me so wet that I couldn’t say no. But I knew I had to be quiet, and that’s difficult for me. Knowing I was tense and holding back, Paul whispered to me not to worry, just fucking enjoy it. As my orgasm built up it was impossible for me to hold back my emotions any longer and just completely let go and released all my groans and cries. The following morning the three were in the lounge area eating breakfast while waiting for the skipper and the other couple to arrive. Paul apologised to Alan for disturbed him the night before. Alan laughed and said we wasn’t disturbed at all as he hadn’t actually gone to sleep when Paul started killing me, and laughed again. I must have made some “oh my god” comment and buried my face in my hands while Paul went on and spoke about me as if I wasn’t there, saying, I tried to cover her mouth but when she cum’s its impossible for her to be quiet. I actual fact, last night Karen was much quieter than her usual self because you were right next door. They went on, Alan saying things like; she doesn’t have to be quiet for my sake, it was great to listen to her if I was in your shoes I wouldn’t of worried about me either, its was just a shame it wasn’t me. It was a very casual and flirty day with lots of smiles between Alan and me, and with a few little sexy comments about how the exercise and fresh air helps you sleep. That afternoon, when the others left the three of us went for a drink. It was quite a walk to the pub down the narrow towpath and on the way back Alan repeatedly took my hand to help guide me around any ruts and obstacles. This subtle contact really got me fancying him. Paul and I got ready for bed but then Alan asked if we wanted to play cards. Being limited for space I hadn’t taken a dressing gown and didn’t want to get dressed again so decided to just go into the lounge and sit in just my little nighty. I could see both Paul and Alan looking at me constantly, their eyes were burning into me and this really got me aroused. The satin material wasn’t very see through but it clung to my 38d breasts very well so the outline of my boobs was more than evident and my nipples poked right out like door knobs. We sat opposite Alan and the side slit of the nighty kept slipping open flashing a lot of thigh. I repeatedly pulled it up to cover up and Paul said “stop worrying about it, Alans seen your legs now so there’s no point keep covering them up”. There were comments about the previous night’s noisy adventure and I said, if you think that was noisy you better watch out because the way I feel tonight even the other narrow boaters will get woken up with the noise. Paul and I are crap at cards and the card game just sort of got confused and boring and so petered out without anyone winning so I suggested to Paul we go to bed. We stood up to leave and Alan said you’re both cruel, it’s not fair. Paul was standing behind me and said “well your more than welcome to help me out, Karen is more than I can handle” and started to caress my breasts through the silky material while Alan watched on. Still being a good girl I told Paul off and moved his hands away and told him to stop but again Alan complained that I was being a spoil sport. Paul continued to caresses me and I made some comment about them both being incorrigible. Paul slipped the straps of my nighty down off my shoulders and the gown started to fall to the floor. I quickly grabbed at it and held it up keeping my breasts just covered. Paul tugged at my arms for me to release the material. Again I said no but in a sterner voice and tried to back away, but Paul blocked my exit and Alan pleaded for me to stay. I looked round and saw Alan was rubbing the outline of his lovely cock through his jeans. Paul was still holding me and by now kissing my neck and I knew the point of no return had passed. The nighty slipped to the floor and I was standing completely naked in front of a stranger for the first time since I met Paul. The atmosphere was electric. Paul ran his hands all over me, feeling my breasts and squeezing my nipples; he even ran a hand under my bum and probed my wet vagina. Paul must have unzipped his flies as I felt his cock poking the cheeks of my bum from behind. I must have closed my eyes because I hadn’t noticed Alan getting his manhood out, but there it was in full view almost touching his belly button. Alan was slowly drawing its foreskin up and down exposing a large pinkish head. My eyes were transfixed on his lovely tool. Alan then moved over and started playing with my breasts and my hand took hold of his very hard cock. Paul got me to lay down on the floor and without hesitation started to fuck me. Alan knelt over my face and I took the head of his cock into my mouth and I immediately tasted pre cum. After about 5 minuets it was obvious from Alan’s groans he was building up to ejaculating when Paul said “don’t you cum yet mate, you got to fuck her first” Not wishing to spoil this I drew my face away from Alans cock and just slowly pulled his foreskin back and forth for a while to keep him on the edge ejaculation but not too close. Seconds later Paul cried out in ecstasy and he emptied his seed into me. He quickly pulled out and asked Alan if he wanted to have a go. I think it must have only been about half a dozen thrusts before Alan went rigid inside me and I felt jets of his hot cream shoot up inside me. We lay still for a few moments before Alan rolled off and Paul took his position again. Paul fucked and banged away at me for quite a while, Alan sat playing with his placid tool and I watched as it grew again. I had my first of many orgasms, and as I had said it would be, it was fantastic. Wet, loud and really powerful and lasted ages, the afterglow was the best I can ever remember. My inner loins contracted and relaxed, and this continued for several minuets. There was some more oral and I gave Alan a blow job before Paul and I went to bed. But after a short while Paul asked if I wanted him to swap with Alan as there was no way enough room for three in our bunk. I jumped at his suggestion. Paul called over to Alan and asked if he wanted to spend the night with me in our bunk. Paul then slept in the back cabin and Alan was in with me all night. Or should I say in me all night, lol. Alan obviously lasted much longer before he came again and again and he was a brilliant lover. Our last day on the boat was great, we all passed and got our helmsman’s certificates but it was a painful day, I was so sore down below. PS, I think condoms were mentioned briefly but Alan was unprepared, not expecting sex on this course, and we don’t ever need them so we just took a chance and went without. I did take a morning after pill as unlike Paul Alan hadn’t had the chop. We exchanged phone numbers and Alan has since visited us here in Kent and we have also stayed with him on his boat in Nottingham. No time to say more now, maybe later, look out for Narrowboat fun. Love Karen.