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When my beautiful wife Laura and I planned an afternoon at the beach to
do nothing more than relax and polish our tans, we had an experience as
memorable as any that we have had. The memory of that experience is so
vivid in my mind that I will be able to recount every detail in the
precise order in which it happened.

Laura had chosen to wear a daring thong bikini that covered only a tiny
fraction of her voluptuous body. As we made our way across the soft,
hot sand, heads swiveled in our direction as lecherous men and envious
women ogled my wife’s statuesque body. Even before we dipped our toes
in the shimmering blue water, she had been fucked in the imaginations
of hundreds of men and boys and more than a few women.

We sought seclusion at the far end of the beach where Laura could take
off her top and possibly her tiny thong bikini and get a full tan.
After setting up our two umbrellas and spreading towels on the sand, I
raided the ice chest and popped the top on a frosty can of Bud. As I
gulped the brew in defiance of beach regulations, I watched my wife
slip out of her flimsy halter and stretch out on a towel. Her lovely
round tits were so firm that they barely drifted to the side.

There is something about the beach on a hot summer day with semi-naked
women all around and the pungent smell of suntan lotion in my nostrils
that makes me horny and keeps me horny for days afterward. I wanted to
jump my wife’s bones then and there. I wanted to toss aside my boxer
trunks, straddle her chest, and fuck between those tantalizing tits. I
imagined a crowd gathering to watch the spectacle and cheering when I
popped a creamy load into her smiling face. I always get that way when
I am at the beach. Oh, the sweet memories of jacking off to Baywatch!

My dick was doing my thinking for me. I had to regain control. A
half-hour splashing around in the pristine water helped to clear my
head. The shrinkage factor had turned my hard-on into a wrinkled worm.
I returned to the little oasis that Laura and I had created for
ourselves and discovered that we were no longer alone. Three young men
had set up camp just a few yards away. No doubt they had been drawn to
my beautiful wife the way stray dogs are attracted to a bitch in heat.
Not surprisingly, they frowned when they saw me.

I stretched out beside Laura, who was peacefully dozing. Eager to call
her attention to her fawning admirers, I “accidentally” nudged her.
“Oh, sorry, darling, I didn’t mean to wake you.” She sat up and yawned,
her lovely tits swaying like ripe fruit on her chest. “Pour me a
Margarita, dear.” I retrieved the thermos containing my wife’s favorite
poison from the ice chest and poured the beverage into a paper cup.
“Here you are, darling. By the way, you have attracted some fans.”

“Oh, aren’t they cute,” she said. She swung her tits back and forth to
tease them. Laura is the epitome of a prick-teaser. She loves nothing
more than teasing a man until he is on the verge of creaming his jeans.
“Do you think they are hard yet?” she asked, pulling on her nipples. “I
don’t know about them, but I sure am,” I answered. “I went to a lot of
trouble to get rid of my woody, and now you have given it right back to
me.”

It was about then that I sensed that something very exciting was about
to happen. Laura and I were both as horny as hell and three young studs
were ogling her from a few feet away. All I had to do was find a way to
put all of the ingredients together and we would have a delicious sex
stew. “Hey, dudes, what’s up?” Even though I was almost old enough to
be their father, I tried to act cool but probably seemed a fool. “You
guys are going to get burnt. We have plenty of shade over here. How
about a beer?” They hesitated, looked at each other, then shrugged and
came toward us. “Notice the tents,” I whispered to Laura. She giggled
when she saw their baggy trunks tented in front.

I don’t remember their names, but for the sake of journalistic clarity I
will call them Tim, Ray and Jim, the first three names that come to
mind. They introduced themselves and politely exchanged handshakes.
They were on leave from the Navy, which explained their short hair and
fine builds. They were eighteen years old, part boy and part man. They
didn’t know it, but they were in the prime of their lives. There wasn’t
an ounce of fat on them and their dicks stayed hard for hours!

Thankful that I had had the foresight to throw in an extra six-pack, I
passed out three frosty cans of brew. It wasn’t entirely out of
generosity. Guys that age can’t drink, especially on a hot day at the
beach. Getting them a little drunk would speed things up. Did I mention
that I love watching other men fuck my lovely wife? “So how long are
you guys here for?” she asked. “We have to head back to Norfolk
tomorrow,” Ray said. “You came down here looking for girls, didn’t
you?” she teased. “Yeah, but we didn’t get any, I mean we didn’t meet
any.”

“Come on, Timmy, let’s try the water,” Laura said. She took the shy
sailor by the hand and led him toward the blue water. I knew then that
she intended to fuck him. I tried to carry on a conversation with Ray
and Jim, but we had little in common. They said something about just
returning from a long cruise. That meant that they were probably
especially horny. Laura and Tim playfully splashed each other and
horsed around like a couple of kids. When Laura stood next to him, I
could tell by the position of her arm and the look of awe on his face
that she had her hand in the cookie jar. The little bitch had gone for
his cock in record time! I was so proud of her.

Five minutes or so passed and Laura came out of the ocean with a big
smile on her face. Ray and Jim raced across the sand and dove into the
water. They were as eager to find out what had transpired as I was.
Laura plopped down next to me. “Well, did you jack him off?” I asked.
She grinned the way she does whenever she has been a very naughty girl
and wants to tell me all about it.

“I started to jack him off, but stopped before he squirted. Why waste
it?”

“Good girl. How big is his dick?”

“Bigger than yours, cowboy.”

“Did he get a feel of your pussy?”

“I let him get a handful. Did you see him grope my titties?”

“Do you want to fuck him?”

“Is it okay with you?”

“Oh, God, yes, baby. I’ve never seen you with more than two guys at a
time.”

“You have been a pretty good boy lately. I guess you deserve a little
treat.”

“You are almost old enough to be their mother, you cradle-robber.”

“It’s been a long time since I had any young stuff. Anyway, they are
legal.”

“Damn, I didn’t bring the camera!”

“You will just have to commit it to memory. Now go find a place for us
to fuck. I’ll do them right here.”

My heart raced with excitement as I headed toward the far end of the
beach. It was late in the afternoon and only a handful of people were
still taking in the last fading rays of sunshine. Laura probably could
have gotten away with fucking them right there under the umbrellas, but
there was no point in risking arrest when there were other options. A
short distance away, scrawny trees and mongrel bushes encroached on the
beach. I made my way down a well-worn path and came upon a small
clearing. A burnt-out campfire was evidence that others had been there
recently. Hundreds of condoms, some still fresh, littered the
surrounding bushes. It was the perfect spot for my wife to do her
flawless impersonation of a slut! Overwhelmed by intense excitement, I
dropped my trunks and masturbated for a few minutes. It felt so good to
scratch that itch!

I returned to our oasis to find Tim and Ray sucking my wife’s nipples
and Jim finger-fucking her. When they saw me, they abruptly stopped
what they were doing. “Oh, please tell me you found a place!” my horny
wife demanded. “I found the perfect place for a fuck party,” I
answered. “Okay, guys, help me break camp,” I said. It wouldn’t have
been prudent to leave our things there for any scavenger to pick over.
The three young men were so eager to get the party started that they
had everything packed up in seconds. If they were that efficient aboard
ship, the Navy was lucky to have them.

I led the way through the scraggly trees and shrubs as the boys, loaded
down with all of our gear, struggled to keep up. I didn’t offer to
help. Lugging all of that stuff was a small price to pay for the
privilege of fucking my beautiful Laura. “Wow, cool, here’s one that’s
still warm,” Laura said, holding up a fresh rubber. “I wonder if there
has ever been a three-on-one here? If only these bushes could talk.”

“Okay, boys, get those trunks off,” Laura ordered. “Shouldn’t somebody
stand guard?” one of them asked. They looked in my direction. It was
clear that they didn’t want me to watch, but they would just have to
get used to it. “Larry doesn’t let me fuck other guys unless he gets to
watch,” Laura explained. “Anyway, it’s more exciting if there is a
chance of getting caught.” They had to pull out on the elastic
waistbands of their trunks to get them past their hard dicks. Laura and
I both gasped when we saw their rigid cocks bobbing up and down. They
were all hung better than I am. Laura was in for a treat! She
immediately dropped to her knees and gobbled their peters as though
they were candy. She nudged the sailors into a tight semi-circle in
front of her so she could get to any cock by simply turning her head. I
love to watch my adorable wife suck one cock; with three at her
disposal, my pleasure was tripled.

I tossed aside my trunks and yanked on my aching dick. “You’re what they
call a voyeur, aren’t you?” Tim asked. Before I had a chance to answer,
he added, “Damn, I’ve read about this kind of stuff but never thought I
would get to do it.” Laura treated each sailor to deep-throat, and,
even though they didn’t say so, I could tell by the looks on their
faces that it was their first time. In fact, I think it was the first
time they had been blown. Laura, knowing that guys that age tend to pop
prematurely, didn’t stay on one cock for long. She constantly switched
around so that the throbbing pokers could cool off a little in between
sucks.

“Baby, I have an idea. Why don’t you suck them until one of them cums in
your mouth, then fuck the other two in our favorite position.” When she
ignored me, I knew that she had already decided to do exactly that. The
squirming boys were struggling to control themselves. None of them
wanted to be the first to cum because they knew they would be in for
endless ribbing back aboard ship.

Tim blew the first wad. I knew it was a big one because Laura usually
doesn’t gag when a guy cums in her mouth, but she gagged more than once
on Tim’s batter. When he was finished, she pulled away and
intentionally let some of his sauce run down her chin. The little slut
knows that I love to see cum dripping off her chin! She flashed me a
brilliant smile to display her perfect white teeth glistening with the
sailor’s spunk. “My, God, sailor, how long has it been since you got
your rocks off? You nearly drowned me!” Tim blushed as he pulled away
and collapsed on the sand.

“Okay, boys. I love to be fucked by two men at the same time. One goes
in the front door and the other goes in through the back door. If you
don’t want to do it to me, the party ends now.”

“Sure, Laura, we’ll do it. I’ve wanted to try that since I saw it in a
porno flick,” Ray said. “Yeah, Laura, I can hardly wait,” Jim added.

“I thought you would. Who wants to be my ass-man?”

Neither of the sailors had ever fucked ass and both were eager to try
it. I snapped off two twigs, tucked them into my hand, and held them
out. “Whoever pulls the short straw gets her ass,” I said. Ray grinned
from ear-to-ear as he proudly held up the short twig. I was very
pleased because he had the thickest cock. It would look great plugged
into my wife’s butt. Laura ordered Jim onto his back and mounted him
but stayed above him.

A few years ago when Laura agreed to fuck other men for my viewing
pleasure, she came up with something that makes it more exciting for
both of us. No cock enters her pussy unless I put it there. When I
guide a hard-on into her cunt, it is as though I am fucking her with
another man’s cock. She had already explained our policy to the boys,
and they hadn’t objected. They were so hot they would have gone along
with just about anything.

I knelt beside them and took Jim’s cock between my thumb and
forefingers. As I lightly held it, it throbbed uncontrollably. I spread
Laura’s cunt lips with one hand and guided the sailor’s tool to her
slit with the other. “Okay, baby, slide back on it now.” My heart
thudded as I watched Jim’s fucker swallowed up by my wife’s voracious
pussy.

Ray wanted to do his part as soon as Jim and Laura were successfully
mated, but I held him back. Everyone knows that the ass-man always cums
first, so by giving Jim a few minutes head start, there was a better
chance that everyone would cum at the same time. “Honey, why don’t you
see if you can find that suntan lotion,” Laura asked. My clever wife
was always one step ahead of me. I had forgotten all about lubricant.

I frantically rummaged through our gear and found the lotion in the
bottom of the bag. I tossed it to Ray and told him not to be stingy
with it. When he had his dick thoroughly oiled right down to the base,
I directed him to kneel down behind Laura. I squirted some of the
lotion against her ass-hole and ran my finger in and out for a minute
or two to prepare her. Then I guided Ray’s fat prick into place. “Ease
it in nice and slow,” I urged. Laura groaned as his cock-head stretched
her sphincters. “I like this better than fucking pussy,” Ray said, as
his dick slid up my wife’s tight heiny.

Ray buried his cock to the hilt in my wife’s ass and promptly shot his
load. I was disappointed that he hadn’t lasted longer, but under the
circumstances, it was surprising that he had even managed to get it in
without cumming. A horny sailor back from a long cruise nailing his
first piece of ass is bound to cum quickly. Tim, who had fed a load to
Laura earlier, had been furiously masturbating as he watched his first
live fuck show and had managed to work up a useable boner. I motioned
him forward to take Ray’s place.

After guiding Tim’s plump dick into my wife’s ass, I lay back and beat
my meat to the glorious sight of two perfect peters pumping in and out
of my insatiable wife. The two sailors were awkward at first due to
their lack of experience, but, with Laura’s guidance, they soon got the
hang of it. They alternated strokes so that one cock was going in as
the other was pulling out. Laura encouraged that technique by thrusting
back against Tim as he speared her, then smacking bellies with Jim on
the down-stroke. They reminded me of a fucking machine running smoothly
on two cylinders.

Ray, who moments before had shot his load up Laura’s ass, was
masturbating as shamelessly as I was and had already restored his
hard-on. “She has only one hole that isn’t full of peter,” I said to
him. “Why don’t you go fill it.” He scrambled around by her head,
grabbed a handful of hair, and stuffed his cock between her lips. It
couldn’t have come at a better time because his dick served as a gag to
stifle her wails of ecstasy.

Whether by accident or design, the two sailors switched from alternate
thrusts to simultaneous thrusts. They were fucking so hard and fast
that their ball-bags slapped together. It was obvious that they were
coming down the homestretch. Hoping to time my orgasm to theirs, I
jacked my dick harder and synchronized my strokes to theirs. The four
of them went off like a string of firecrackers. As Laura took healthy
young loads in her cunt, ass and mouth at the same time I became
overwhelmed by the sight and sprayed watery cum all over myself.

That wasn’t the end of the party. Laura wanted to do more three-on-ones
in every possible combination. She knew as well as I did that her trio
of eighteen year-old lovers had the stamina for it. We built a fire
when the sun set, and our sordid little clearing became kind of cozy in
the flickering light. When we ran out of beer, I hurried to get more
and returned to find them still going strong. I drank beer,
masturbated, kept the fire going and watched the show. From time to
time, I went forward to guide a cock into my wife’s pussy or ass. Other
than that, I didn’t interfere. I jacked off a total of five times,
something I haven’t done in years. I imagine all three of those young
studs have jacked off to the memory of that night hundreds of times! I
certainly have!