CHAPTER TEN—HYPNOSEX
Pam and Art enjoyed an existence very much like most other couples in Huntington Beach. Having moved around the globe as an army brat, Art had the occasion to see much of the world and California provided much of what he found to be comfortable. With a relatively good job, Art was satisfied with his professional development. His one concern seemed to be a fixation that he shared with millions of other men in their late thirties; he couldn’t seem to get enough sex.
It wasn’t as if Pam and Art didn’t enjoy their sex life; he just couldn’t get his dick wet often enough. At times he questioned himself as to his libido. Was he over sexed, or did he just want to live a complete life? He knew that life was way too short and that he should take advantage of what was available, while it was available.
Pam shared a position with the majority of women in contemporary society. She wasn’t quite sure if she had ever really experienced an orgasm. She enjoyed sex, however she couldn’t recall ever having an earth shaking, eye-rolling, toe-tingling climax. Art was driven, via love, to make every effort to provide his gorgeous, 5″3″, 115 pound, blond princess with the orgasm that she wanted and deserved.
She did turn heads wherever she went. Her beautiful frame offered measurements of 36D-24-36. Her heavy, magnetic breasts were accented by a small waist and saucy buttocks that made most men mad with envy. Now and then she would break fear’s icy grip and do something sexy and completely out of the ordinary. Art was always turned on when this would occur. She talked about other men gawking at her and fantasies like participating in a wet tee shirt contest. The thought of other men being aroused by Pam was exciting for Art.
Being somewhat of a computer wiz, Art subscribed to computer several bulletin board services. One day while on line he downloaded several stories about hypnosis in the bedroom on an x-rated board. The concept interested Art, and his interest continued to grow. He left a message for the author of the stories, and low and behold the author returned his message.
The author’s name was Jim, and he indicated that hypnosis could indeed be used to improve one’s sex life. Jim had often used, what he referred to as, hypnosex to give his wife heightened sensibilities. She was able to climax on demand, make love with any lover she chose and completely satisfy her desires while increasing her sexual awareness.
Imagine what could be accomplished, Art thought. Pam could learn how to bring herself to orgasm whenever she chose. He talked with her about this new approached and she indicated that she had tried hypnosis when she was a young girl, and it didn’t work. After sharing this with Jim, it was explained to Art that we are often hypnotized and don’t even know it. Because we have such erroneous ideas of hypnosis, we could easily be hypnotized and not be aware of it.
Jim suggested that Art read the induction techniques that Jim had given and begin by trying some relaxation exercises with Pam. It surely couldn’t hurt anything, but Jim cautioned Art not to attempt to do anything that Pam would find offensive or drastically contrary to her values.
Art began by demonstrating how comfortable one could become by making their body completely relaxed. Pam began to enjoy the short sessions of relaxation. He eventually moved the sessions to the bath, where Pam could get in a hot tub of water and lose herself in the warmth and increased weightlessness. This excited the hell out of Art, because he could sit by casually and look at his wife’s lovely body as she closed her eyes and his voice spoke of lovely beach scenes; the white sand under her torso, the waves lapping at her exposed breasts, the sun gently warming her relaxed body, the birds filling the air with song. He took his time with her development in an effort to teach relaxation and increase her interest.
In several weeks Art contacted Jim and indicated that progress was being made, but he wanted to intensify the relaxation. Jim suggested that he may now being moving the sessions to the bedroom and introduce sensual massage as an element in the hypnosis effort.
At the next session Art suggested to Pam that she could become even more relaxed. He told her that after the bath he would teach her another technique. When her bath was complete, Art carefully helped Pam dry off and escorted her to their bed. Previously, he had prepared everything that would be needed and placed the items next to the bed: a towel, a bottle of body lotion and a hand-held electric massager.
He suggested that she should imagine being on her favorite beach and that there would be no one within miles. She was taking advantage of the solitude and should feel comfortable to bask in the sun free from the restrictions of clothing. It was just the two of them. He asked her if she could feel the texture of the sand under her body as she rested on her belly; could she feel the warmth of the sun on her back, legs and buttocks. Art then began to ever-so-gently run his fingers down her back and stopped just above her buttocks at the small of the back. He touched her neck at the hair line and lightly ran his fingers up to and behind her ears. He could see her shiver slightly at his quiet advances. He then went completely to the opposite end of this lovely body, just above the ankles and ran the back of his finger tips up her calves to the back of her knees. He stopped momentarily and continued the path up the back of her thighs and stopped where the cheeks of her lovely ass met her thighs.
His cock was raging at this point. It was as big as he had ever remembered it being, and he could feel the semen leaking from its head, wetting his underwear. Out of the shear fire developing in his loins, he reached down and touched his stiff rod and stroked it lightly with one hand as his other continued a path up Pam’s sides to the swell of the sides of her breasts resting on the sheets. He asked her if her breasts felt good resting on the warm sand and if she could feel her nipples becoming hard as they sought new depths.
Art then turned Pam over and gently brushed the “sand” from her breasts, belly and thighs. He continued his efforts on the front of her willing body. After teasing her senses with his feather touch, her told her that he would be applying body lotion. Placing an ample amount of lotion in his hands to warm it, Art was soon applying the oily mixture to his lovely wife. Throughout the ensuing moments, Art continued to give Pam suggestions about becoming more and more relaxed; her body was feeling heavier and heavier; becoming part of the earth; that she was so relaxed she didn’t want to move. He told her that she had never felt so relaxed and that she wanted to fall into a deep sleep; that’s OK just let yourself go and enjoy the warmth of the sun on your body.
As the lotion was urged into every pore of her body she was told to let her mind wander to any place that she chose. She could be anywhere in the world with whomever she wanted to be with. He suggested that she keep her eyes closed and imagine that she was being given a massage by anyone that she chose. Art continued to massage his lovely wife’s body as his cock strained for release. His hands began to become more aggressive and would occasionally linger on her ripe nipples and inner thighs. Soon Pam opened her legs to admit his advancing fingers. He could see her love juices begin to drip from her swollen pussy lips. He gently turned her over and began to knead the meat of her buttocks, thighs and back. Again she opened her thighs as a message to dip into her hot love cavern. Not wanting to take this session too far, Art began to prepare her for being fully awake. He told her that she was beginning to become fully awake; that her body was becoming lighter and lighter and that she would begin to count to ten. When she reached ten she would be fully awake and feel wonderful.
Pam did as she was bid and told Art that they would be much more comfortable if he would take his things off and come to bed. The kids were in bed and there was nothing stopping them from relaxing together the rest of the night. It didn’t take much encouragement for his love rod to come to full attention. He rolled into Pam’s arms, his chest rested on Pam’s soft, warm breasts, and his raging cock soon found her oily, gaping tunnel to spill his seed into. This time everything was different. She threw her legs back in an effort to bring him as deeply inside of her as he could be. She actually shuddered this time as he filled his strong hands with the cheeks of her ass, and his cock continued to pummel her moist, hairy hole.
Art’s elation was doubled when he received a message from Jim indicating that Jim and Peggy would soon be planning a cruise to the Caribbean and invited Art and Pam to meet with them on the cruise. It would be on Norwegian Cruise Lines; the Seaward. The course of travel would be one evening at sea, one day on the cruise line’s private island, on the Ocho Rios in Jamaica, another day at sea with a stop in the Caymen Islands, a half day in Cozumel and return. The thought of a cruise had always excited Art. What excitement would they find in this new adventure?
You only go around once, Art mused. What the hell! Pam was amenable to the idea. It would be great to be away from the everyday toils and the kids for a while. It was all set. The date would be in February and arrangements had been made. Anticipation was beginning to drive Art wild. He continued his experimentation with Pam’s relaxation techniques and began to introduce himself to a series of fantasies. The holidays came and went, building a natural anticipation in the two couples.
The Miami Harbor was bustling with activity. Art and Pam couldn’t get over the size of the ship. Baggage check was conducted without incident, and they walked up the half mile long winding ramp which led to the entry way. Their eyes traveled from one couple to another wondering if they would see Peggy and Jim among the couples entering the ship. The excitement continued to increase as their eyes fell upon any number of beautiful looking couples, men and women.
After settling in their cabin, they removed to the top of the pool deck for departure. The ship’s engines began their slow but steady pull away from the dock as well-wishers moved about like ants ten stories below the couple’s vantage point. Once the ship was clear of the harbor, Pam and Art ordered a drink from Captain Billy’s Bar and reclined on the lounge chairs on the main pool deck. Already bodies began to rid themselves of clothing to enjoy the 75 degree warmth of the sun deck.
Art could feel his manhood start its upward climb to erection as one lovely woman after another pranced by his perch. One in particular seemed to provide interest as he looked out over the deck behind his dark glasses. Each step her rolling buttocks seemed to provide invitation as the sway of her tantalizing breasts lightly covered by a thin clinging tee shirt hypnotized him and fed his erection. She continued to skip about the deck with every intention of attracting the gaze of every man on board.
He knew that she could feel eyes on her as she went to the bar and returned with a drink. Suddenly she returned to the bar to retrieve a cocktail napkin and provided another view of her exciting body. Her gathered suit bottom was scant and hugged the rolling curves of her tight fanny from the swaying cheeks of her ass to the deep crack which provided the division between these smooth globes. Art’s eyes traced her pubic arch and perceived tight golden curls of hair furtively peaking from beneath the cloth designed to contain them. Traveling upward he saw each heavy breast rise and fall with the motion of her shoulders. She knew he was watching every move and exaggerated each to enhance his interest. Art was hoping that this would be Peggy, but where could Jim be.
Pam couldn’t help but to notice Art’s interest. Oddly enough she didn’t feel jealous. It was kind of exciting to see Art’s focus and the resulting bulge develop in his shorts. She knew that soon she would feel that thick bone driving inside of her slippery love tunnel. Her own interest began to develop as many of the ship’s men began to move about the deck. Thin men, fat men, muscular men, tall men, short, suave, fast talkers, relaxed attitudes and mysterious men all provided a circus of observation. There were several that she seemed attracted to. She knew that she could turn on most of the men on the ship and was bound and determined to do just that.
Shortly thereafter as Pam was sipping an iced pina colada, she noticed a man that she had not previously seen on deck. She almost laughed to herself when she began to ponder the humor of invariably seeing several people while on vacation that bore a strong resemblance to folks that she knew back come. This nice looking men was the spitting image of Larry, her next door neighbor. She had always fantasized about having an affair with Larry but was hesitant because he lived so close to her. This guy’s fanny was even cuter than Larrys, she smiled as she thought. She could feel the warmth develop in her loins as the thin material of her panties massaged her soft pussy each time she squeezed her thighs together. She was becoming wet thinking about a nice thick penis resting above a pair of heavy, hairy balls.
When Pam and Art returned to the room to get ready for an early dinner, there was a flashing light on the phone indicating that there was a message at the desk. Art’s heart jumped slightly knowing that it may be a message from Peggy and Jim. His hopes were justified as the young English girl told him that Jim had called and asked her to relate that they were in cabin 4010 and would like Art to call when he returned. He no sooner hung up the phone when he began dialing cabin 4010. Peggy answered the phone, and her voice provided further excitement. “Hello. This is Art. I presume that I’m talking to Peggy. How are you?” he said with a slight quiver in his voice.
“Fine, thank you. I’ve heard so much about you. Jim tells me that this is your first cruise. I’m convinced that you will love it. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to make it more comfortable. Tell Pam that I said Hi, and I’m anxious to meet her. Would you like to talk to Jim?” Peggy’s upbeat voice rang out the question.
Jim and Art agreed to meet on the lower pool deck for drinks, an informal dinner and conversation. Art told Jim that he could recognize them because Pam would be wearing a blue and white striped halter top outfit with white shorts.
His eyes couldn’t help but to wander as Jim got off the elevator on the lower pool deck. His anxiety increased while looking for Art and Pam. He was also very proud of how great Peggy looked in her revealing swim suit and open cover-up. She wore a black and white perrot doll, two-piece suit that accentuated her heavy, milk-white breasts on the top. The bottoms separated and hugged her firm, solid buttocks as they rose and fell with each step. Jim could feel himself becoming hard as he watcher her tease the audience on the lower deck. Just a hint of reddish pubic hair peaked from the vee of her suit bottom.
They approached the Tiki bar and were greeted by a rather pleasant English bar tender. “What will be your pleasure, friends?” asked Bill the bar tender.
Jim looked inquiringly at Peggy, shrugged and suggested to no one in particular, “two pena coladas, Peg?” She nodded her agreement and Bill began the mixology ritual. Jim’s eyes continued to scan the participants, and his eyes fell on one of the loveliest creatures in his memory. She was so lovely, he didn’t even notice that she was wearing a blue striped halter top and white shorts. As it dawned on him that the couple approaching were likely Art and Pam, he wanted to check his breath and locate his Pulitzer Prize so that he could impress them. He was, in short, pleased that the couple that they were soon to meet were as attractive as they obviously were.
Pam and Art seemed somewhat shy as they approached. Jim noticed their apparent discomfort and tried his best to lighten the moment. Jim took the initiative to break the ice by making the introductions, ordering drinks and offering both jokes and small talk. Soon, as is often the case, the ladies generated their own conversation about the children, awful teachers, P.T.A., and wardrobes. Jim and Art took a walk to the sporting deck to observe the skeet shooting exercises.
“How much have you really benefited through the use of hypnosis, Peggy?” asked Pam as they settled onto deck chairs situated at pool side.
Peggy became excited as she shared her successes with Pam. As they started on their second Pina Colada and Margarita, Peggy spoke to her of progress in weight control, assertiveness and improved sex life. “Not only I am in control of my destiny, each day is filled with excitement and growth,” Peggy told Pam.
“What do you mean by ‘excitement and growth?’” Pam inquired of Peggy.
Peggy went on to explain how her sexual life had been improved by the added variety that hypnosex could offer. She didn’t used to think as much of herself. She didn’t really know what may have happened in her childhood to give her an inferiority complex, but until Jim showed her what potential she had, she found sex unexciting and was somewhat introverted. Now she found other men attractive, became excited when she knew she could excite others and was able to develop new relationships that helped her in her professional development as well as her personal growth.
Pam was somewhat incredulous, “doesn’t Jim get jealous when he thinks about you involved with other men?”
“Quite the contrary. He encourages it. He knows I love him, and I think he likes to show me off. There was a time when I would have worn a bathing suit only if I had to in order to go into the swimming pool. Now I like to wear as little as possible so I can excite other men as well as Jim. It’s put the excitement back into our marriage and multiplied it a hundred-fold. In my mind, I can fuck anyone I want to. I have had Kevin Cosner suck my breasts... not just imagination... he has actually laid on top of me and put my tits in his hot mouth. Sean Connery has been kind enough to give me a full body massage with his strong hands on my hot flesh. It continues to get better, and I can be with anyone I want to. I usually like to finish up with Jim. He will always be the best, especially after becoming as excited as the fantasy makes him. Sometimes you should try it. I don’t think you would be sorry. As an example, look out at this sea of human man flesh around the pool,” Peggy suggested. “Don’t any of them appeal to you?”
Pam’s eyes began to scan the men around the pool. “There are a few men that are wonderfully built,” she said.
“Well, imagine how they would look without their suits. Imagine how it would feel to have their hands on your beautiful breasts, their lips sucking on your nipples, their hands holding your tight buttocks. Doesn’t that make you feel a tingle between your legs?” Peggy asked.
Pam started to feel just that tingle that Peggy was eluding to. “Now that you mention it, I have had fantasies about making it with other men. I just seem to fight the urge because of how I was brought up. We were always taught that it was wrong. I do find that guy over there with the red suit on exciting,” Pam confided to Peggy.
“Take a good look, memorize each muscle and bulge, close your eyes and imagine laying with your legs open, and he is rubbing the head of his hard rod against the lips of your vagina. He is gathering your nectar on the head of his cock so he can slide it inside of your body,” Peggy urged.
Pam’s eyes closed and her mind began to wander. She could feel her nipples harden, and as she moved her legs slightly back and forth, she could feel the moisture begin to flow between her legs. With each moment that went by, she continued to squeeze her buttocks together to increase the sensation. “Oh christ!” she said through pursed lips. “If I keep thinking about him, I know I will have a climax right here. We had better change the subject for a while.”
Peggy’s smile was broadening as she watched Pam’s subtle display of sexuality. “OK, on a slightly different note... How would you like to do some exploring on Pleasure Island when we get there? The four of us can mix up a batch of drinks and go on a hike up the little river. They have a great little water falls about three miles from the beach. The road is within a half mile and I’m told that nobody likes to hike that last half mile. We should have the water falls to ourselves,” Peggy hinted.
Pam seemed interested as she told Peggy, “I think the guys will get a kick out of it. Let’s be adventurous.
Meanwhile on the sporting deck, Jim and Art were discussing their limited interest in guns and shooting sports. More often than not they discussed a series of lovely young lady joggers that continued to jaunt by. “I’m just glad to be away from computers and business for a while, Jim. I think that Pam and I needed to get away from the kids and home for awhile. I don’t really care what we do, if anything, while away. I just want to relax, have a few drinks and fuck like a dog,” Art pronounced.
“You and me, both, Art. The atmosphere of the cruise and the islands brings out the libido in me. Incidentally, I don’t want to offend, but Pam is one of the hottest women I’ve ever seen. She could give the pope a stiff,” Jim offered kiddingly.
Art smirked and said, “Oh that’s OK, Jim. I would feel bad if you thought she had to sneak up on a glass of water to get a drink. I think she’s beautiful, and I appreciate it when others think that she is exciting. Same goes for me. Peggy has a great set of tits. My only dilemma is whether I like her tits or her great ass better. I wouldn’t mind seeing those puppies of hers without the suit.
“Who knows. You just may have the opportunity to do that. She claims that she is going to broaden her horizons on this vacation and get a little real sun. We’ve done a few hypnotic fantasies about sun bathing before we left home. It turned her on so much, one night she had eight climaxes just laying out in the sun and playing with her pussy. If the moment is right, I’ll give her some suggestions that prompt her to explore her sensuality,” Jim said with raised eyebrows.
“I can feel myself getting hard at the thought of it, Jim. What do you say we get back to the pool, get the girls and something to eat?” Art suggested.
Their dinner was a pleasant experience. Too many varieties and a little too much to eat. After a short rest in their respective rooms and a change of clothes, the two couples returned to the pool deck to avail themselves of the fun calypso beat offered by a native band. Jim was very enamored by Pam based on the heavy state of his rod, yet still got excited as he saw many of the eyes on board turned toward Peggy as she exhibited her flesh while frolicking on the deck. The four adventurers swam together, rolled around in one of the hot tubs and generally had a warm, enjoyable time that evening. As the stars bid that day good bye, each of the couples retired to their beds to investigate the pleasures of an increasing sensuality.
“Art and Pam are really nice people, honey. Don’t you think so?” Jim asked of Peggy as she shed her cover-up and swim suit.
Peggy smiled demurely and said without expecting an immediate response, “you would like to see his cock in my mouth, wouldn’t you, Jim? I saw how your bone came to attention when he was watching me walk around the deck. I got terribly excited when he brushed up against me in the hot tub. I felt his hard rod. I think he is hung well, Jim. I think I would like to feel his cock in me oily hole, honey. Imagine that! If her were touching my naked buttocks and kissing my neck. That turns you on, doesn’t it, baby? You weren’t able to hide your interest in Pam either. Her breasts are very lovely. I’d like to see them in your mouth as Art pumps his stiff bone in me.” They continued to talk one another into a frenzy. Jim induced hypnosis on Peggy and gave her a sensual massage by Art. Their evening ended by Jim bringing her back to reality and fucking her mouth and hairy pussy three times. Sleep followed with saucy dreams and exciting hopes for a new day in a new port.
Pleasure Island, as it was called, was a private island owned by the cruise line. It was little more than three miles by seven miles with three small lakes, a river and miles of beaches. As Jim stumbled out of bed, showered, brushed his teeth and dressed, he heard the ship’s announcer on the intercom. “We are nearing the coast of Pleasure Island. The first shuttle will leave in one hour.”
“I’ll see you on the top deck, honey. I’ll have coffee and breakfast waiting,” Jim offered to Peggy as he was leaving the state room. “Get your sweet ass out of the rack and get moving. There’s a wonderful new world out there to see.”
The cool and salty morning air brushed Jim’s cleanly shaven face as the elevator door opened on the top deck. His eyes were bathed with the sight of land through the mist of the morning. The sun was already burning off the fog and the day promised little humidity and lots of sunshine. The crew was bustling about cleaning the decks and placing deck chairs around the pool. Other adventurers were creating small traffic patterns as they acquired their coffee and breakfast. Jim located a table with a great view of the approaching island, deposited his towel and bag and got into line for the morning’s goodies.
“Hello, Jim. Did you sleep well?” Pam inquired as she approached Jim’s table.
“Like a baby. I think I could get used to a steady diet of this. Damn, you look great today. Please join me. Peggy will be here shortly. I hope you won’t be offended when I tell you this, but Peggy found Art very exciting. In fact, he was the subject of her fantasy last night,” Jim revealed as his eyes traced each move that Pam made in her approach to the table.
Pam blushed slightly, “he is an attractive man, and she would be blind not to notice. However, she isn’t doing badly for herself either. Did anyone ever tell you that you resemble Harrison Ford? I find him exciting and have seen almost everything he had done from Star Wars to his most recent.”
Jim had been told that on several occasions, but really couldn’t see the resemblance much himself. “My kids have always told me that. If you think he’s nice looking, I’ll take that as a compliment. If anyone as lovely as you considers me attractive, I guess I can die now and not pass go, collect two hundred dollars, and do directly to heaven,” Jim said kiddingly as they both chuckled.
Peggy came ambling by and was soon followed by Art. “You’re out of my sight for a half hour and already your cheating on me with Pam. Well, if you must cheat, it may as well be with the loveliest guest on board,” Peggy teased as she sat down. The two couples had a leisurely breakfast and made plans to adventure onto the island in an hour.
Getting to the water falls was not as difficult as they had thought. There were five taxi stands on the only road on the island. The driver told them that the blue taxi sign was the one closest to the water falls, and a taxi came by every half hour or so. The ride to the blue taxi stop was interesting because they were all crammed into the back seat, and Peggy and Pam had to sit rather close to the two men. As they emerged from the taxi, the sun fell full on the faces of the two couples. They had packed a light lunch and brought two thermos jugs full of pirate drinks. After a short journey prompted by the directions of the driver, they could soon hear the subtle song of the falls.
Other than the swaying buttocks of the two lovely women that walked in front of the two men, Jim thought that this was likely one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen when he approached the falls. Crystal clear water cascaded over the rock formation and cut a path through a green garden. The girls quickly placed a blanket on the ground and lost their outer wrappings. Peggy’s body was taunt as it stretched out in a run for the water. Each muscle and curve was accented by the sun with each move. Pam was a little more hesitant as she approached the water. “Do you think that there is anything alive in the water?” she asked as her foot reached the shore of the small lake.
“Not just yet, honey. Soon there will be some major snakes pop out if you look any better than you do right now,” Art said with a smile. Soon both girls were frolicking in the water. Jim and Art settled down with a drink on towels brought along for that purpose.
The men soon dozed off, lulled by the sound of the waterfall. Jim couldn’t believe his eyes when he opened them. Pam and Peggy had removed their suits and were climbing the path beside the falls. He looked to see if Art was aware and noticed that Art was already paying close attention as he stroked his cock through his suit. “Holy christ! Why didn’t you wake me?” Jim chastised Art.
“You haven’t missed much, Jim. They just took their things off, and I think they believe that we are snoozing. Damn, your wife has great tits. I love the way they sway when she thinks she is about to fall. Her ass is so smooth and well shaped,” Art announced almost as if to himself.
Jim felt his cock stiffen as Art spoke of Peggy’s body. Pam was indeed beautiful, he thought. She could compete with any young girl in a glamour magazine. Playboy, look out! As Jim watched Pam and Peggy helping one another up the side of the falls, he slipped his cock from the side of his suit and began to stroke it. Art couldn’t help but notice what he was doing and soon followed his lead. “Are you looking at my wife or yours, Jim?” Art asked without taking his eyes off the girls.
“Does it matter?” Jim asked as he continued to lightly run his hand up and down his blood engorged fuck tube. “I haven’t had a raging hard-on like this in five years. Your wife is gorgeous, and Peggy has never looked so good with her tits glistening as they are and her ass wiggling. Wouldn’t you love to have your bone in one of them right now?”
“It’s OK with me if it’s OK with you. I have had fantasies about fucking Peggy ever since I first saw her. Now that I’m looking right up Peggy’s ass, do you have any reservations about her making it with another man?” Art asked.
Jim looked at him with a serious look in his eyes and said, “the thought of you fucking Peggy does nothing but excite the hell out of me. It’ll be her call. If she wants some strange cock, it may as well be yours. Go for it.”
The two men continued to pull on their enlarged cocks until the girls began to return from the falls. As they approached, they could see that the men were no longer asleep and attempted to cover themselves with the clothes they carried. “I hope you’re not angry that we tried to get a little closer to nature, Art. It was wonderful. You should try it,” Pam said as she traded her partially wet clothing for a towel to hide behind.
Art jumped up off the towel, smiled, dropped his suit and said, “doesn’t bother me a bit, Pam.” He began to head toward the water, and Peggy’s eyes riveted on his heavy cock as it bounced off his well-tanned leg. “Last one in’s a piker.”
Pam threw caution to the wind and followed Art into the water. Jim’s excitement increased as he saw Pam’s buttocks roll with the rhythm of her unabashed dance to the water. Jim stood up, looked at Peggy as he raised his eyebrows and asked, “shall we?”
Peggy dropped her clothes, put her hands on her waist, cocked her hips to one side and wiggled her hefty breasts at Jim. “Let’s get in the water before I lose my courage,” she giggled. He removed his suit, walked over, grabbed her hand and they approached the water as their eyes sought the flesh of their new friends. Jim’s cock began its upward journey to mild erection as they entered the water.
Art had already lifted Pam into his arms in the water in an effort to show off her lovely assets. Pam’s breasts were bobbing in the cool water and her hardy nipples stood out as little marbles on the globes of her substantial, yet firm breasts. As Jim and Peggy came closer, Art lifted Pam’s smooth buttocks out of the water and seemed to point them at the other couple. Jim’s hand closed more tightly on Peggy’s hand as his eyes met the wet hair that graced Pam’s pouting pussy slit. He could feel his cock begin to throb while he viewed the ball-like flesh of Pam’s ass cheeks. Suddenly, Peggy’s hand was on his raging penis and began to stoke its full length under the water. “I haven’t felt you this hard in a long time, honey,” she commented as she turned to rub the nipples of her soft tits against his strong arm.
Jim swung Peggy through the air in a swirl in an effort to lift her slightly out of the cool water to place her buttocks and breasts before the inquiring eyes of the other couple. Jim was proud of Peggy’s body and became even more excited as the other couple’s eyes became glued to her flesh. Peggy never dropped a stroke on Jim’s erection. Her hand glided easily over the skin of his fuck tool aided by the water, yet it seemed to stick periodically. Jim’s balls were being pulled by his stretching erection as he filled his hands with Peggy’s firm buttocks and covered her mouth with his. Peggy placed his hard rod between her legs and tightened them like a vice while she filled her hands with his hairy ass and hid her tongue in his sucking mouth.
Pam’s excitement continued to sky rocket as she reviewed the display of the other couple. She reached up, cupped her lovely left breast and began to pinch its rock-hard nipple. Her eyes rolled up in her head as Art’s hand found the deep crack of her ass cheeks, allowed it to caress its length and dip into her hairy, swollen love tunnel. He inserted two fingers into her honey pot and lowered his head to tweak her nipple with hardened lips. He then fully sucked her nipple into his softening mouth and continued to suck while his hand assault continued on her flooded pussy.
The lips of Peggy’s deep love hole were opening like a flower as her excitement increased. She soon felt Jim’s hands glide over her clenching ass cheeks, lift her by her buttocks, spread the lips of her oily pussy and insert the head of his thick fuck bone. They felt some resistance to his entry due to the washing action of the water, but as the head of his penis became covered with her love fluids, his cock made progress into her depths. She had never fucked in the water with another couple, and it didn’t take long for her to begin her first mind-blowing climax. “Oh fuck! Blow your hot cream in my hole, honey. Fuck it up in there and cover my fucking guts with your boiling cock juice,” she raged as Jim’s pulled her ass toward his assaulting cock bone.
Pam and Art stopped briefly to watch Peggy enjoying her orgasm. Peggy’s full breasts were flopping up out of the water and pounding on Jim’s hairy chest with each thrust of his pole into her oily slot. Art glided through the water attempting to get closer to the wildly fucking couple. He wanted to get as close as possible in an effort see their bodies locking in their lusty embrace. As his legs cut through the water in his short journey, one hand remained on Pam’s large breasts and the other hand continued its assault on her deep, hot slit. Soon they were standing next to the wildly fucking couple. Art turned Pam so that his cock bone rested in the deep crack of her tight ass. His hand guided his hot rod down the division between her fanny globes and placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her slippery pussy. She spread her long legs in welcome to his hard cock and felt Art’s trembling hand slipping quickly over the hard nipples of her floating mammary glands.
Suddenly, Peggy reached out, in her last moment of passion, grabbed Art’s hand and crushed it to her breast. Jim, Art and Pam had a look of disbelief on their faces as their eyes were riveted to Art’s fingers, filled with Peggy’s tit flesh. She continued to spasm with Jim’s cock embedded in her hairy love tunnel. Jim was crazed by the initiative that Peggy had taken and fell into the arms of lust. Pam bent back to offer her gaping pussy to Art’s prodding penis. She then reached down to feel Jim’s bone pulsing as it spent his load into Peggy. Jim’s cock began its long journey to the depths of Pam’s quim.
Spent as they were, Peggy and Jim parted, moved back and began to watch Art drive his bone into his wife. They could see Art treating himself to Pam’s swinging globes and the rock-hard nipples that adorned them. The look on Pam’s face was that of a hungry lioness, and she began to grunt with each thrust of Art’s cock. “Fuck it in there, baby. Stick your long pole in my hot pussy just like Jim did to Peggy. Spill your cock lava into my pit,” Pam shouted through clenched teeth.
Art pulled his bouncing cock from Pam’s gaping pussy and turned her around. She jumped in the water throwing her legs wide and grabbed Art under his strong arms. Art re-inserted his bold sword into her waiting hole and began pumping her again. Jim whispered something to Peggy and moved in behind Pam. He reached around Pam and cradled her breasts with his hands allowing her ripe nipples to fall between his thumbs and forefingers. Pam released her grip on Art and fell back into Jim’s arms while holding fast to Art’s hips with her legs. Pam was suspended between the two men. Art was driving his meat into her womanhood and Jim was manipulated her fleshy breasts.
Peggy moved behind Jim and reached for his swollen, hairy balls as she began to tenderly bite on the muscles of his back. The attached couple were now fucking with a frenzy, their excitement enhanced by the ministrations of their new friends. Pam’s eyes were wild. “Jim has got my tits in his hands, Art. Another man is playing with my hard nipples. Does that drive you wild, mother fucker?” she asked as she panted.
“I love the sight of his fingers on your nipples. Peggy is playing with my fuck nuts. Can you feel her hand down there? My balls are so tight I think they are going to explode,” Art grunted. Peggy allowed her hand to continue its path beyond Art’s balls to his penetrating cock. She could feel his straining penis enter Pam. She felt the slick, hair-covered pussy open to admit Arts pounding cock as she pressed her soft, heavy tits into Art’s back.
“Jim has got his cock rubbing against my back, Art. I can feel his bone on my buns, honey. It feels so good against my ass as you’re driving your cock into me,” Pam jerked out the words.
“How would you like to feel his cock in you, Pam? Can you feel his bone spreading the lips of your hairy pussy as it spears you? Can you feel his cum pumping into your belly? Can you feel his hands on the cheeks of your ass, his lips on your nipples, his tongue in your cunt?” Art went on to heighten her excitement. Pam soon began to convulse uncontrollably as she climaxed on Art spurting cock bone.
The two couples separated. Art took Pam into his arms and gently held her as a helpless baby. Jim and Peggy fell into one another’s arms, smiled at each other and headed for the beach and their towels. As soon as Art and Pam regained their composure, they too returned to dry land. Each of the four friends were dealing with the interaction in their own way. Little was said as each felt somewhat embarrassed by the scene. They soon began to dress and headed back to the road to catch the taxi back to the dock. It was Jim who first broke the silence while they waited for their ride. “I guess we all feel a little weird about this, but tell me, have any of you ever been so hot before in your lives?”
Smiles appeared on the faces of the other three. Art responded, “Pam never felt so good to me, and Peggy’s hand on my balls almost made me pass out while I was giving it to Pam. I’m so damned tired and drained, it will be a good three minutes before I’m ready to go again. Hey! Did it dawn on any of you yet that we forgot to eat?”
Laughter mingled with gasps of disbelief from each of them as the taxi pulled up to carry them back to the ship. The ride back was short and quiet. Matted hair and half-wet clothing served to make the ride a little more uncomfortable than it would have been. The taxi pulled up to the dock and deposited the tired foursome. They gathered up their packages and began their trek up the gang plank. Fernando greeted them as they re-entered the ship and asked, “was your stay pleasurable, ladies and gentlemen?”
“And that’s not the half of it,” announced Pam. “That’s a great little island you have there.” Pam and Peggy helped one another with their gear as the men trailed behind watching each step of the girls and quietly reading one another’s mind. They were convinced that tomorrow would promise even greater enjoyment.