Boating
Part of their walk took them along the canal towpath for a mile or so, and they
enjoyed the cooler feel from the water in the strong afternoon sunshine and the
birds and animals which live in such a habitat. They had been planning an
afternoon like this for some weeks, using one of their few 'occasional' rest
days in an effort to spend some time together, relax and forget their
responsibilities and work.
Graham and Mary had been married about ten years or more. They were a handsome
pair, with an easy, open relationship and, though they had both had other
partners before they had married, these affairs had been discreet and both were
aware of them and they'd made little difference to their loving relationship.
To spice up their sex lives they had recently talked about these past affairs
and both had been excited and turned on by the descriptions and what had
happened - how they had occurred, what had taken place, how they felt and so on,
and now their love making was often made even more erotic with such sex talk and
it had become an important part of their passion - so much so that they had
taken to imagining future encounters and what they would do, if an opportunity
occurred, and how would they both react to such possibilities.
In the end it was Mary herself who, one night and after a passionate bout
together in their big bed, admitted that she wished some of their imaginings
could become reality. She had got herself so excited by talking about phantom
lovers and what they might ask her to do, and confessed to Graham that what she
wanted, more than anything else, was to be enjoyed by two men at the same time.
He'd teased her about it and even mentioned mutual friends as possibilities, but
she was adamant that it should be with two strangers, so that the whole
experienced would be out of her hands and so utterly exciting.
He too was excited by the possibility and they resolved then and there that, if
ever the chance arose, she would grab the opportunity and allow herself the
experience and he would raise no objections. He also promised that there would
be no recriminations after such an event and so this understanding lay between
simply waiting the right moment.
They rested just off the tow path in a patch of long grass and Graham opened the
small rucksack they'd brought with snacks and a drink and, when they'd satisfied
their thirst, they lay back against the warm earth and watched a skylark as it
spiralled up into the blue heavens.
They must have dozed for a little while because when Mary opened her eyes she
felt a hand caressing her thigh beneath her light summer dress and she lay there
enjoying the feel of the fingers, tracing the edge of her panties and, when she
felt his lips on hers, she held him in a loving embrace.
She became more and more aroused by his increasingly urgent caresses and, when
his hand moved to the neckline of her dress, he began to unbutton the few
buttons there and, as she wasn't wearing a bra, he soon had his hand inside and
on her lovely breasts. She felt her nipples harden and he sucked on them gently
as his hand once again explored her thighs.
Then his fingers slipped beneath the barrier of her panties, pushing them to one
side so that his questing digit could explore the groove of her sex. She was
already wet with desire and, as she eased her legs wider apart to grant him
further access, they suddenly heard the sound of voices.
"How about here, Joe?"
"Sure it'll do. Jump off and tie her up to that tree there."
They heard a slight bump and then the sound of feet on the cinder towpath and
suddenly, a shadow crossed their bodies and a voice said,
"Sorry! Didn't see you! Hope we didn't wake you," and he watched as Graham sat
up and Mary straightened her dress.
"No problem," said Graham, immediately composed, "we were just having a bit of
rest. Nice boat," he added as he got to his feet, "here let me tie that off for
you, I can get to it from here."
The man steering the narrow boat looked over at him and when Mary got to her
feet his interest suddenly increased when he saw what a good looking woman had
risen from the tall grass.
"Just like Venus, rising from the sea!" he smiled.
Mary returned his smile and blushed a little.
"We were asleep," she admitted. "Didn't hear you until you were on top of us."
"Sorry. I'm Ralph, and the noisy one is Joe," he said.
"Graham and Mary," answered Mary, "where are you heading?"
"Not much further today, we've been on the go since first light and we've been
told the Canal Tavern in Ravenholme's a good stop over. Do you know it?"
"Sure do," said Graham, "we sometimes have a meal there, and it is good. Gets a
bit crowded during the summer months what with the barge traffic and such, but
it's a nice stop for you guys."
"Where are you heading?" asked Joe.
"Oh we're just about ready to turn round and get back to our car. We've had a
day off together for once and it's been great."
"And then we come along and spoil it for you," said Ralph. "Sorry. I bet you
were nice and cosy in the grass there."
The way he said it made Mary blush and when she looked down at herself she
realised for the first time that the neckline of her dress was still open and
Ralph had a clear view of her left breast.
She quickly turned and began to fasten it and heard the men laughing and Ralph
joined in.
"I suppose you did come at the wrong time," he admitted, "but it really is a
lovely day and can you blame me? My Mary is quite a looker!"
Mary turned when she was sure she was respectable again and Ralph looked rather
disappointed.
"Wish I'd kept my mouth shut," he grumbled and gave such a mournful look that
they all laughed together again and the moment passed.
"Why did you stop here, if you're on the way to the Canal Tavern?" asked Mary.
"Well we needed a drink and a break from standing at the tiller. It isn't far to
go according to our map and we didn't want to arrive too early as the later
boats tie along side you if all the moorings are taken and then they have to
cross your deck to get to the tow path. We thought we'd have a drink and look at
the map as we need to plan the next couple of days as there are several
alternatives when we get to the next junction."
"Right then, we'll leave you to your break and be on our way. Coming Mary?"
asked Graham.
Mary looked up at Ralph and saw him examining her with half closed eyes. He was
a handsome, well built man, in his mid thirties, who looked as if he could
handle himself. He looked her straight in the eyes and it was a look of
unashamed lust and she was held by his gaze for a moment, unable to look away.
When she finally looked back at her husband he noticed the strange mood she was
in and realised immediately what she was thinking.
"Come on then Mary, let's be going. She's tired, I'm afraid. We've perhaps
walked too far this afternoon and it's really hot out here. We left our car in a
village some way from the canal, but we'll take it easy on our way back to it,"
said Graham.
"Why not join us for a drink, it'll freshen you up and you needn't stay long?"
Graham noted the delight on Mary's face and knew that here, at last, was an
opportunity for her to live out her favourite fantasy. The men looked okay and
when he examined his own feelings, he knew that he too would like her to
experience her fantasy and decided, there and then that, if it was what she
wanted, then he would try and make it happen.
"Why not. How about you Mary?"
"That would be nice," she said, "I do feel a little tired and I've always wanted
to see inside these barges, they look so cosy."
"Come on board, then. Give me your hand and I'll help you," said Ralph.
She took his hand and nearly moaned aloud for she was so erotically charged with
desire that she was almost afraid of her feelings.
"Look," said Graham hesitating before climbing on board, "I'm a bit worried
about the distance we've covered and I've some things that need doing today. My
Mary's quite tired and it's an awful long walk back so, how about you giving
Mary a ride to those moorings you're planning to use and let me go back to the
car? I need to do a little running as my job keeps me seated all day so I can do
that and then I'll drive on the Canal Tavern, say in about two and half to three
hours and pick Mary up there. If you like we can all have a meal together later.
What do you think, Mary?"
"I don't know. We do seem to be putting on them a bit. I am tired... are you
sure you won't mind the journey back on your own?"
"Not at all. I can crack on by myself and I know how much you'd enjoy an
afternoon on the water," he said pointedly, and winked at her.
He watched her face and smiled to himself, recognising the raw sexual excitement
in her eyes.
"That's fine by us, isn't it Joe?" said Ralph. "Don't worry about a thing,
Graham, me and Joe here will take good care of her and she can have a drink and
a nice leisurely cruise down the canal and get involved as much or as little as
she desires."
He stressed the word 'desires' leaving both Graham and his partner Joe in no
doubt at all about his intentions and then there was a pause as each assessed
the situation and at last Graham nodded his approval.
"That sounds great."
"Good. Joe, why don't you show Mary the lounge and see what she'd like to drink?
I'm sure Graham will untie the mooring rope before he sets off."
Mary followed Joe below and as she descended the steps she looked at her husband
and gave him a look of gratitude and he smiled and nodded his approval.
"See you in a couple of hours or so Graham. You won't forget to pick me up, will
you?" she said and disappeared from sight.
Graham untied the mooring rope and handed it to Ralph.
"Don't worry, my friend," whispered Ralph, "we'll take good care to see that
she's happy. See you later at our moorings."
Graham nodded, picked up the rucksack and began his long jog back to his car,
and Ralph watched until he was about half a mile away and saw him turn off the
tow path and strike out on a narrow lane at right angles to the canal towards a
small coppice.
Ralph restarted the engine and pulled out to the middle of the canal and the
barge 'Lucky Chance' was under way. He steered a steady course and later, when
Joe appeared with a drink for him, he told him to take over the tiller while he
saw to things below.
Joe almost protested, but saw the look in Ralph's face, and did as he was asked.
"Don't worry, my friend, there's plenty there for both of us and it's only a
short run to the Canal Tavern so why don't we find some more private moorings
and stop there a while. Just keep her steady, look out for a likely spot and
when I've got things cooking below, you cane tie up again and join us - if
you're up to it!"
"Up to it!" exclaimed Joe in a harsh whisper, "my cock's so hard I'll have a job
knowing which is the tiller! She's on her third gin and tonic already you know."
Ralph laughed and went below and found Mary in the lounge area with a large
glass of clear liquid. She looked relaxed and completely at home and said,
"I think your friend Joe's trying to get me drunk, or were they you're orders? I
guess you're the one in charge aren't you?"
Ralph smiled and stared at her with lustful eyes.
"Well, are you going to show me around?" she asked.
"Later," said Ralph, "first I need a drink and then I want you to tell me what
you and your husband were up to in the long grass when we arrived. Those
unfastened buttons were quite interesting and I sure would like to see what
you're hiding under there."
"You're not slow in coming forward, are you? I bet you saw plenty from where you
were standing. You're not going to rush me are you Ralph? I like things slow and
easy and, before we get too far, I want you to promise me something - no rough
stuff, agreed?"
"Why were you planning to get rough with us?"
She laughed and took another drink, draining her glass and putting it to the
side.
"Now then, Ralph. What can we find to do to pass the next few hours, I wonder?"
He moved towards her, took her in his arms and gave her a deep and very
passionate kiss.
Later he was sitting on the settee as Mary, now visibly affected by the amount
and the speed with which she'd consumed the liquid, was struggling to unbutton
the fastening at the neck of her light summer dress. She laughed when the last
one came undone and, looking Ralph in the eye said,
"Are you ready for this, sailor?"
"And how," whispered Ralph, clutching the huge swelling at his groin and rubbing
himself openly in excitement.
Mary raised the dress, inch by inch and when she revealed her small bikini
panties, and she heard his sharp intake of breath and pulled the hem higher and
higher, finally pulling it over her head and placing it onto the chair back. He
smiled and licked his lips and stared at her lovely swollen breasts and became
totally captivated by the way her nipples were becoming more rosy and erect.
"Now the rest," he begged.
"Oh, no!" she said. "it's your turn now."
He got to his feet and she took his place on the settee and watched as he
quickly removed his shirt and trousers and, as he stood there in just his under
shorts he smiled, somewhat embarrassed, and then she moved in, pulling him to
her and feeling his erection pressing against her stomach.
She was in heaven, for he had a lean and very fit body which felt hard and
strong and, by the look and feel of his erection, he was well made in that
department too. His hand grabbed her buttocks and he squeezed them tightly and
she ground herself against him and held her face up for a kiss and then their
lips met and tongues entwined and, as she moaned as he nibbled her lower lip,
she jerked her hips against him.
She was so excited that her head began to spin and she quickly pulled at the
waist of his shorts and lowered them over his hard buttocks until he stood back,
removed them completely and heard her gasp when she saw his naked penis.
It was a long, thick one and the swollen head seemed disproportionately large
and was a very deep red in colour. The actual opening was a long and narrow slit
and she was so captivated by it that she seemed surprised when he pulled her to
him, grabbed her bikini panties and slid them down and away her.
They stood naked for a moment and then he kissed her again and walked her
backwards until her bottom came up against the drop leaf table. He pushed her
until her back was across it and her feet just touching the floor and,
positioning himself between her legs, his hands squashed and caressed her lovely
breasts and his penis fitted over the slit of her sex and she began to rub and
move her hips so that the fleshy wand slipped up and down erotically.
She pulled him onto her even closer and they lay together kissing and fondling
and then he drew back and, kneeling between her thighs, planted passionate
kisses onto her vagina. His tongue swirled about her engorged clitoris and then
he sucked it and lapped at her as she began to moan with passion. Soon her cries
were audible above the cabin and Joe called above the sound of the engine.
"Ralph! When is it my turn come below?"
Ralph's head lifted at the sound of Joe's voice and they lay together listening.
He grinned at her and she smiled, her eyes still smouldering with lust.
"Be patient Joe. Soon!" he shouted.
"That's not fair, Ralph. Let him join us. I don't mind, honestly," insisted
Mary, seeing the possibility of experiencing her full fantasy by having two men
at the same time.
"Are you sure?" Ralph asked.
Mary nodded and pulled his face back to her pussy.
"Find somewhere quiet, Joe, and pull over. Then hurry up and join us," she cried
and moments later she almost fell from the table as the barge yawed and soon
came to rest with a bump at the far bank side, opposite the tow path.
Before long Joe appeared in the doorway and his mouth gaped wide when he saw the
naked pair across the table. He quickly stripped himself of his shirt and
trousers and, as Ralph continued his oral assault on her pussy, Mary turned her
head and watched as Joe lowered his own under shorts and she saw that he too had
a thick penis, though the head of it was half covered by a thick collar of skin.
Joe's cock stood erect and curved and pointed at the roof of the cabin and, when
he caught her glance, he smiled as he recognised her look appreciation of what
was to come for her in the next hour or so.
"Why don't we use the settee first?" suggested Mary and, as she pushed Ralph
from her.
Joe helped her to the settee and she lay back across the width of it with her
feet resting on the floor. Ralph and Joe stood over her, their cocks pointing
aggressively skywards and she reached up and held them both like trophies and,
as she fondled one with her hand, she licked the other like a cat laps milk.
Soon she was turned and stretched along the length of the settee and, while
Ralph eased his long penis into her pussy, Joe played with her breasts and
pinched and licked her nipples.
For Mary it was wonderful as Ralph's cock filled her and his strokes were both
long and powerful ones and her first orgasm was so sharp that she cried out as
if in pain, and with the stimulation of her breasts and nipples and the surging
thrust in her pussy, she orgasmed again and again a with powerful surges and
spasms.
Then Ralph lost the plot and, though he tried to shout a warning, the cry was
caught in his climax and he moaned with desire and disappointment at his loss of
control and Mary felt the surge of his rod as it pulsed and swelled within her,
and ejaculated its hot semen as she moaned aloud in ecstasy.
No sooner had Ralph's thrusts slowed and ceased than he was almost pulled away
from Mary's hot embrace and she held her arms out, inviting Joe to take the
empty place.
He first fingered he sloppy channel and nuzzled his face between her breasts and
then her hand located his hard organ and she pulled back the collar of thick
skin and guided it into her sodden depths with great joy.
He filled her with one thrust of his hips and she cried aloud as he began to
pump and shaft his hips at her with great speed. She sought control, but it was
no use and she let the climax wash over and through her and, before too long,
Joe too let loose his pent up load and filled her searing depths and they lay
like lifeless bodies for a while until Mary got up and padded to the bathroom to
drink and clean some of the semen from her legs and pubic hair.
When she returned they were no longer in the lounge and she heard a sound from
the cabin beyond the bathroom and, when she opened the door they were on their
bunks, naked, grinning from ear to ear and waiting for her.
"I see!" she said, pleased that they wanted more. "How do you want to work this
one boys?"
"Have you ever taken two on at the same time?" asked Joe.
"No, I haven't. Is it what you want to do?"
"Worth a try," said Ralph, casually, "we've read about such things, but never
had the opportunity to try it out. Are you willing?"
Of course there was nothing more she wanted, and she considered her next answer.
"The thing is, I'm ready and willing, but you must promise me one thing."
"What's that?" asked Ralph.
"If it hurts, or doesn't feel right, I want you to stop. Immediately! Remember
if you get me to co-operate it's better for the both of you for a willing
partner is better than a forced one. What do you say?"
They both nodded solemnly.
"Good. Now how do you want me?"
Ralph stood and taking her in his arms he kissed her and pressed her into him so
that her breasts squashed his stomach. Then Joe, not wishing to be left behind,
knelt and began massaging her buttocks and running his nails about her cheeks.
She felt her passion rising once more and soon she was French kissing Ralph
while Joe was palming her cheeks apart and rooting about near her rose bud
opening and she absolutely loved it and then her breath came in short gasps as
the eroticism of the situation built.
"I'm so excited," she moaned into Ralph's mouth and Joe kissed her bottom and
slapped it playfully.
"Ready for it?" Ralph asked.
"Never more so," she replied and she felt Joe leave her and settled back on his
own bunk, his resurrected penis in his hand and looking like a cat, about to get
all the cream in the world.
"Climb on board my love," invited Joe, "and let's get you nice and relaxed."
She settled with her legs astride him and jiggled herself until she felt the
head of his erection at the entrance to her vagina. Then, taking a deep breath,
she nodded her readiness and sank down on it and it filled her, just as she'd
remembered and had a sudden pang of anxiety, wondering if there would be room
for Ralph as well.
Joe was soon bucking his hips until he was firmly lodged within her and she
began to feel the start of a rising orgasm and kissed him for pleasing her so.
Then the bunk sagged under the weight of another body and she was soon aware of
Ralph kneeling to get into position behind her. She paused and so did Joe and
waited for the next stage of her conquest.
Joe pulled her down so that her breasts melded into his chest and her bottom
rose to a sharp angle and then she felt the force of Ralph's cock being slid up
and down her slit, gathering juice and wetting the huge and swollen head. She
heard him spit on his fingers and then he was carefully caressing her tiny anal
opening and, after a while, she began to relax until a finger entered her
slowly, followed closely by another digit.
Again there was pause allowing her to adjust to the unusual sensation and after
a while she thought,
"It won't be too bad."
The fingers withdrew and she knew the moment was upon her and, taking a deep
breath she felt the head of his penis at the gate and it slipped and probed for
a while until a hand gripped it and, without warning, it slipped within the
narrow passage and again rested and throbbed in position.
"Is it okay?" asked Joe, ever concerned about her well being.
"I think so. But be very careful with me," she begged.
"It'll soon be inside and you'll enjoy it, believe me," said Ralph showing
supreme patience, for he truly wanted to jab it home as his shaft was throbbing
and almost out of control with sexual anticipation.
"Let's try it then!" he said and suddenly pressed forward and her mouth opened
wide as she gasped at the invasion.
"Go, Ralph!" said Joe. "Stick it to her, now!"
"Oh, my God!" she cried. "I've never... Oh my God! Yes!"
He was home and secure and her passage felt so tight he thought he would climax
immediately and had to say his seven time table to hold it back.
Joe himself began to stir and soon, as the passages lubricated from the natural
secretions, and then all three were moving and, as Joe thrust up and in, Ralph
withdrew and vice versa.
Mary had a rhythm of her own which complimented her two lovers and she was even
able to contract her internal muscles so that both cocks felt as though they
were being squeezed by hot and unseen hands.
It wasn't clear who lost the will to continue as all the trio had been skirting
the edges of their individual climaxes since the game began, but it was
certainly Mary who shouted the first warning,
"I'm there! I can't wait! Are you ready?"
Joe opened his eyes and stared up at Ralph's glazed expression
"I'm on the edge! God it's there!"
"Go for it! Oh yes!" cried Ralph and the three of them lost all thought but the
need to finish.
Mary felt the cock in her vagina begin to kick and swell and then Ralph's organ
began to ejaculate in hard spurts as she lost her own battle and cried out in a
peak of pure pleasure. She lost all sense and reason completely and, when she
regained sanity, she was the filling in an extraordinary sandwich of panting,
sweating and heaving bodies that slipped and ground out their own rhythms above
and below her own.
She was aware of hot liquids shooting inside her and loud slurping sounds as the
trio fought to satisfy the longing in their loins and, as they slowed and
finally stopped, she felt a calm satisfaction that was so unique that it brought
her into a true state of bliss.
Ralph was the first to groan and move away and the loss of his weight seemed to
her like the loss of something precious from her life so she clung to Joe and he
held her and she felt his penis twitch, almost involuntarily, inside her.
She heard Ralph pad his way to the bathroom and heard the shower and the sounds
of washing beyond her little world and she rolled away from Joe and fell asleep.
When he moved she was unaware of his departure and slept on completely satiated
and relaxed.
The start up of the engine brought her awake and she lay there, as the events of
that last hour or so were replayed in her mind. She felt her aching and reddened
breasts and then her hand moved down to her vagina and she felt the swollen lips
and her semen covered pubic hair and smiled, knowing the pleasure she'd had from
her companions.
The cabin door opened and Joe appeared with a cold drink so she sat up and took
a sip and he asked her if she wanted a shower.
"How near are we?" she asked.
"About half an hour, I should think, why?"
"Long enough! Give me a cuddle, Joe."
Soon he was between her legs and she was kissing an caressing his back and she
held him to her until his newly erect penis slipped inside her and began pumping
her ravaged and slippery vagina, and she worked her hips as he reamed her with
renew passion.
"God. I can't believe it!" he cried. "I'm nearly there!"
"Go for it!" she cried, thrusting her hips at him and then she felt his cock
twitching and emptying into her and she loved it, for it made her feel so happy
and desirable.
He left her after a while and later she decided that it was time she cleaned
herself up and, as she made her way to the bathroom, she encountered Ralph in
the passageway.
"Not yet, my lovely lady!" he smiled. "Haven't you forgotten me?"
"You two are insatiable! I'll be dead unless I get off this boat soon. Come on
then, where do you want me?"
"Right here," he said and turned her so that she was facing the narrow steps
leading up to the prow of the barge.
"Put you hands on the step and spread your legs, Mary. It won't take long and
then I promise, you can get ready to go!"
She leaned forward, her hands flat on the third step and felt him fingering her
pussy from behind. She smiled, anticipating his plans and, when she felt his
penis at the entrance to her love channel, she pushed back a little and enjoyed
the sensation of his swollen cock head slipping so easily inside her.
He began to push his hips forward and the whole stem was soon lodged within her
and she moaned with the excitement of it all. It was a lovely sensation and she
felt the joy of his thick penis as it reamed such a well worn path and the
tingling inside her was so exciting that she was soon heading for another orgasm
and began clutching his penis with her muscles.
He was ready once more and warned her of his approaching climax and she moaned
out,
"Go for it, Ralph! I'm there!" and they were lost in a whirl of joy as he shot
his semen into her, and when they were finally still he pulled away, turned and
gave her such a kiss that her head began to spin.
Then they broke off, both tired and done and she moved to the bathroom and
enjoyed a cool shower. She used a rough towel to dry herself and her body looked
pink and healthy.
Donning her summer dress she located her bikini panties and suddenly heard
voices from the towpath. Looking out of the window she saw other people beyond
the boat and a flower decorated boating inn. As the barge bumped along the canal
side she heard Graham's voice sound as he offered to catch the mooring rope.
She climbed up into the sunlight and smiled when she saw Graham. He shaded his
eyes and smiled back and she nodded her happiness at the questioning look in his
eyes.
Later they had a meal together, though the events of the late afternoon were
never mentioned and, when it was time to go, she was kissed by both Ralph and
Joe and later in the car she almost fell asleep.
In bed together, Graham held her and, in the darkness, asked if she was happy.
"Yes. It was every bit as good as I'd hoped."
"You weren't scared then?"
"Only of you not wanting me after it was all over."
"That will never happen," said Graham, "as long as I know and approve."
"Then that's all right," she whispered. "Shall I tell you what happened?"
"Yes please, my darling. I can hardly wait!"
