My wife Diane and I just recently returned from a two-week sailing holiday in the Mediterranean. My wife has had a number of encounters over the last year with other men and it has been a great turn on to me to participate and often just watch and wank. We chartered a 30ft yacht and myself being an experience sailor went off to sail around the calmer waters of the Greek islands. Diane has never sailed before and is often sea sick on ferries. This was going to be a true test. The sailing went without problems with good weather most days. It was intended we would get away from the run of the mill tourist spots, and find remote bays, for swimming and just lying in the sun. We found many great islands and quite coves to anchor with relative privacy and only occasionally joined by other boats looking for the same tranquillity. Diane loves the sun and has no hesitation in being topless revealing her very large firm breasts to any onlookers. Now she was able to go further and lay naked on the deck catching the suns rays without embarrassment to anyone nearby. We had some great sex in the open on the fore deck even when we could see people on the beach some way off. On reaching one particular bay we decided to anchor and swim, both naked, we swam near the boat (in case it started to drag its anchor in a freak gust of wind). We were the only boat there, as a yacht with a family had just left as we arrived. After an hour we saw another boat coming in. “Damn” Di said, “We will have cover up”. We put on our bathers and Di remained in the water swimming around the boat and up to the stony beach about 60 metres away. A high rock face made it difficult for anyone ashore to use it. I took my binoculars to look at the other boat, if only to see who was on it. I could only see two men. Probably in their early thirties, tanned enough to have been in the area for some time. They anchored about 40 metres away and gestured a wave of acknowledgement to me. Di was near our boat now. “Who’s on it”, she asked. “Oh just a couple of guys” I told her, “probably gay” I added, seeing her eyes light up. “Well there’s no need for this then,” she said, throwing her bikini top at me on the boat. “Tart” I said, “ as she swam towards the beach. After a short time one of the guys dived into the water and swum around his boat, then swum towards the beach. The other guy was straining his eyes to see my wife, now sitting in the shallow waters edge with her tits visible to all. In fact I could just make out the other guy on the boat getting a closer look with his binoculars. I looked back to the beach and Di had struck up a conversation with the new arrival and for the looks of her she was not hiding her breasts and knowing her past exploits was flirting with him. Di swam back to our boat and left to both guys swimming between our two boats. “They’re not gay” she said, “Jac’s eye’s were popping out further than my boobs”. “Maybe not” I said, “Don’t know why 2 men would go on holiday together”. “They’re good looking” Di said, staring across the few metres distance to them in the water, “They’re French too”. The sun was very hot and after a drink onboard we both went into the water again. The French guys were back on their boat. I jibbed Di about her flirting and lustful looks across to them. “Wonder if the French are good lovers”? She thought out loud. “Not those two”, I joked again, “probably more interested in me”. This was a little bit of envy as they were some 20 years younger than me and very fit and toned bodies. I returned to our boat and just heard Di call out to them. “Lovely boat” she called, “is it your own, or have you chartered it”? “Its my boat” came the response, “would you like to see it”? “Love to” Di replied eagerly, and swam to the stern ladder. “Oh well” I thought she flirting again. Then I remembered she was going on their topless, the dirty cow. I looked over from our boat and she was handed a towel. Looked across to me and I could see her smile and her expression looking for approval from me. I don’t know why, but I just waved to her. I watched her go below to the cabin area and was out of sight for over 20 minutes. One of the two guys was on deck all that time. When she came on deck, she had a glass (Wine) in her hand and was laughing loudly in between her conversations with the to guys. I went below decks and looked through the open cabin window using my binoculars. Di was sat across from one guy and next to the other in the yachts rear open cockpit area. She was getting eyeballed by these guys and loving the attention. I had no idea what they were talking about but there was a lot of laughter brought on by the frequent refills of Di’s wine glass. After what seemed to be an hour, I noticed the guy from the beach called Jac leant over her and his arm appeared to be over her shoulders. Then he went to kiss her. She pulled away, though it was not fast or aggressive response. She looked over to our boat, but would not have seen me below deck watching her. Jac moved to kiss her again. She did not pull away this time, and slide back as he pressed himself onto her. The other guy, Denis, as she told me later, moved over to her and took the glass from her hand. He then started to caress her breasts and she responded with her hand running up his leg and swim shorts. The next part happened so fast. They lifted her and pulled her over to the main mast and mainsail boom. She as laughing and I thought she did not know what was going to happen next. Denis and Jac stretched her arm out and tied her across the mainsail boom. Her legs on the deck were then pulled apart and each one tied to a deck cleat. There was no fear in her motion or face, but laughter. I went on deck; anxious they were going to hurt her. I was excited to see her in bondage made more so by the sight of these guys groping her tits and kissing her body. Diane still had her bikini bottoms on. Not for long as Jac pulled them down to reveal her neatly trimmed pussy. She looked across at me and did the others. “You still think they’re gay” she called out and all three laughed together. She turned to them and for my benefit commended loudly “Fuck me, both of you, fuck me, show my husband you’re not queer”. There was no hesitation from these guys. They strip their shorts off and even from my distance I could see Jac was very well hung. Both were hard and almost like animals as they mauled her body with their ands and tongues. She was powerless even if she wanted them to stop. Stretched out bound she was at their mercy and I was not doing anything to stop them. It was only then I realise I had my hand down my shorts like a voyeur, playing with my erect cock. I took of my shorts and started to wank as I watched them. Denis was on his knees with his head between her legs. His face was buried into her pussy, making her squirm in here ropes. Her thighs were bucking and gyrating with the rhythm of his tongue across her clitoris. Jac was working on her tits, sucking each nipple in turn, with his other hand pulling on her arse cheeks. Jac turned to me and shouted, “your wife is beautiful and very hot, and we are going to fuck her now”. “Fuck her, go on fuck her” I shouted out. “You bastards” I heard her call, “one of you bastards, fuck me”. Denis left her pussy and untied one leg and wrist. Shouting at each other in French, they turned her around and pointed her arse out toward me. Then they re tied her bent over the sail boom spar. I had to get closer; I dived naked into sea (which killed my erection) and swam to their yacht. As I got closer I saw Jac with his face in Diane arse, making long stokes with his tongue over her outstretched holes. Diane was still screaming to be fucked. As I got close, I was amazed to see Jac’s cock being pumped by Denis’s hand. THEY ARE GAY, or at least BI. As I climbed the boat ladder Denis was in full throttle, with Jac’s cock in his mouth, wanking it with one hand and his own cock with the other. This was the first time I had ever seen a MM blowjob, other than on porn videos. I found it slightly erotic and not repulsive. My cock had lost its stiffness and was just tweaking at the sight of these Bi guys actions. I had almost lost sight of the fact my wife was being licked and mauled by these two men. “Make them fuck me, …….go on make them fuck me,” she demanded. Jac did not need to be told as he pulled away from Denis mouth and put his 9”cock to her pussy. “yes" she cried "push it in, fucking push it in” came her slutty shout. With that Jac pushed his entire big dick into her in one motion. No pain from her soaking pussy, only a cry of satisfaction. “Oh yea, Oh yea, ram it in, ram it in harder” she screamed, “Denis give me you fucking cock, I want to suck your cock”. Denis moved round to her face bent over the spar and fed it into her mouth. Here head pumped over his dick and her lips massaged its length. Denis held her head and fucked her face as if it was her mouth. I was transfixed watching the action and my cock was recovering form the shock of the cooler water swimming to their boat. Denis was well on his way to coming, as I saw his cum starting to run out from the side of Diane’s lips. She was silenced, just muffled cries as she was rammed by Jac’s cock from behind and Denis fucking her mouth. Both were shouting at her as the intensity of thrust got faster and harder. I don’t know any French, but fuck and whore were clearly a part of their verbal expressions. I just stood by them, pulling my cock and mauling her bouncing tits as they hung over the boom spar. Denis cried out and I saw his explosion of cum hit her face as he pulled out of her mouth. Into her eyes and running down her face, some to her lips and some of the thick creamy cum dripping from her chin to the deck. I cannot believe what happened next but it was pure lustful instinct. Diane was still calling out to Jac, who must have been near to shooting his load into her. Di screamed louder has Jac thrust into her, “fucking hell, go on fuck my arse”. Jac had pulled out of her pussy and quickly rammed his cock into her anus. “Kiss me Dave”, she ordered, “kiss me and lick his spunk off my face”. I did, the cum was still warm and salty. I held her head with both hands kissing her with passion and swallowing Denis juice without hesitation. Within seconds I felt a hand grip my cock, followed by a warm mouth. I didn’t flinch, but I knew it was Denis. It was the first time a man had ever touched my cock, let alone a blowjob. He was experienced and massaged my balls as he pumped my cock to the back of his throat. This excited Di and me even more as she looked down at Denis sucking me off. Jac still hammering his rod into her arse he stiffened his body and exploded into her hole, slowing down his thrusts until every drop of his cum was inside her. She moaned and gentle scream and had what must have been her 3rd orgasm. “Your fucking bi too” she said with a smile, “fuck his mouth, let me see you cum in his face”. I didn’t have to move as Denis had great action. I lasted only a few seconds before I shot my load into his mouth. Denis swallowed the lot, then came back and squeezed my cock to get the last drops on his lips. Diane, still bound and legs spread, was being finger fucked by Jac. I moved round to her arse to see his jizz running out of her hole and down her legs. Jac and I both pushed out fingers into her pussy and brought her to her final orgasm. Diane was untied and we all sat in the cockpit of their boat naked. A few more glassed of wine and returned to our boat. We slept the rest of the afternoon and woke to find Jac and Denis had sailed. I was hoping to see them again in Paxos, but they were not there. Nothing more happened on holiday. I am looking to get Di fucked by a Bi guy again..