My friend Morris and I used to go out on his boat almost every summer weekend. Random chicks always gave up their panties for us out on the boat. One summer night, when I was getting drunk at a bar in Beaumont, I kept focusing on these two chicks, and I couldn’t decide which one to ask out on the boat. Both were young and tan with blond hair and big tits—Morris’s and my type—so I asked them both if they
wanted to come out on the boat on the weekend. I decided to go from left to right as they were on opposite sides of the room. I thought one of them would say yes, but to my surprise, both of them wanted to come.
I gave them the address of the boat launch and told them to meet us Saturday afternoon.
“I’m Alan,” I told one of them.
“I’m interested,” she said.
My cock swelled at the sound of her voice, and she seemed to sense it. She glanced down and checked out my junk.
On the big day, Morris stocked the boat with beer and food, and the girls showed up just in time. Amy and Kat hadn’t met before, and they were quiet and polite to each other at first, but I knew what was coming. It never fails. Once you give a chick a couple of beers and get her out on the wide open water, she always loses it and wants to fuck like crazy. The fucking is pretty much the best thing about
having a boat.
It didn’t take Kat and Amy long to start having a good time. They each took a beer and started drinking like pros. As sweat glistened on their skin, they pounded more beers back. The sun was getting hot, and I was thinking about taking my shirt off when Kat took off her shirt and revealed the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen. The nickel-shaped brown nipples were standing at attention. She saw me
staring and she put more on display, spreading her legs to show me that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. That girl needed a good fuck and I was going to give it to her.
Amy must have gotten jealous of all the attention because she took her top off too. Amy and Kat touched each other’s tits, laughed, drank their beers.
“Alan, you thinking what I’m thinking?” Morris asked. I was concentrating on the two sets of tits in front of me so I didn’t respond.
Amy came over and straddled Morris’s lap. She whispered something in his ear and then they went down to the forward cabin. Kat was staring at me, so I took the last swig of my beer, threw the bottle in the trash, and walked over to Kat. I led her over to the padded seat on the edge of the boat—my favorite place to fuck. She leaned back and lifted her skirt to give me a better look at her shaved pussy.
Her snatch was so hot, I had to lean down and taste it. Her cunt was dripping wet and shaved bald. She had some kind of scented lotion down there so her crotch smelled like flowers. I licked her clit a few times and her panting got louder. When she was all worked up, I shoved my cock into that tight hole and fucked her hard. I knew Morris could hear the squeaking of the bench downstairs, and he would know that we fucking these whores simultaneously.
She was one tight bitch! I pumped for only a few minutes before I felt my jiz building to up to an explosion. Drunk as I was, it didn’t take too long until I was cumming all over those big beautiful tits. A few drops of jiz bounced off of her and landed on my nipple, so she leaned up and licked it off. Then she walked over to the cooler and cracked open two more beers. She swigged on one and handed me
the other. I had to just stare at her for a moment because here she was, tits on display, still covered in my jiz, handing me a beer. This was the perfect kind of girl to have with you on a hot day on the boat.
Just as Kat put her shirt back on, Morris and Amy came back up with smiles all over their faces.
“You guys hungry?” Morris asked. We got comfortable on deck and had sandwiches, chips, and of course, more beer. The whole time Kat sat with her legs spread open so that I could see the snatch I’d just banged. I looked over at Morris and saw that he was watching the clit show too.
We picked up the lunch trash and carried it over to the garbage.
“Tightest twat I’ve hit in a long time,” Morris said.
“Well that Kat is one wild whore,” I told him. We decided we had to complete this fucking day right. We had to switch bitches.
When we went back to the ladies, I was wondering how I might enter the subject of entering them again, but instead Amy brought it up first.
“Kat says that fucking out here on the deck is the way to go,” she tempted.
“There’s only one way to find out,” I said.
I walked over to Amy. She was sitting in the spot where less than an hour before I had fucked Kat. Meanwhile, Kat and Morris headed down to the forward cabin to get to know each other better.
Amy was a little shyer than Kat. She played it cool, but she still loved getting fucked. She had me sit on the padded seat while she rode me. Her gorgeous tits bounced to and fro in my face. I decided then and there that I loved nothing more than a good meaningless open-air fuck. She had a little squeaky voice, and she moaned out loud that she had never had a dick as big as mine in her tight twat. Morris
was right about her. Fucking her was like fucking most sluts’ asses, she was so tight. Once she started crying out, “Oh my god, I’m cumming!” in that little girl voice of hers, it didn’t take me long to follow. My cum shot right up into her and she moaned about how good it felt.
“Cum in me! Cum inside of me!” she screamed. After I shot my load in her pink, she stood up and I bit her on the ass. She laughed and then sat down on my lap. My freshly squeezed cock entered her again and she moaned once more.
“I just can’t get enough of your dick,” she said
“Well, we can fuck as much as you’d like,” I told her.
She rode me a little while more and then let out a scream that echoed through the air. She bunny-fucked me, hopping up and down my shaft. I watched her perfect ass clench and release, clench and release. I wanted to scream out her name, but I couldn’t remember it. Kat? Amy? This was often a problem during summers on the boat.
“I love cock!” she screamed. She was digging the freedom of an open-air boat fuck.
Later that night, the alcohol was still flowing, but these girls hadn’t been fucked enough apparently. I don’t know how it started, but I looked over and saw one tiny manicured hand on one big breast. Kat and Amy were making out, sitting on the edge of the boat. I thought it might just be for show. They just wanted to get us going. But then Amy laid Kat back on the padded seat where I had fucked them both.
Amy lifted up Kat’s skirt to reveal her swollen clit and that shaved pussy I loved so much. Morris was rubbing his dick through his pants, so I took out my junk and started rubbing one off too. Once we both started jacking off, the girls noticed and it seemed to get them even hotter for each other. Amy kept looking over and smiling as she licked and tongue-prodded Kat’s twat.
Kat came right there under the sun and then she got up and pushed Amy back on the seat. I got comfortable, readjusting my position for the big finish. Morris got his digital camera out of his backpack and neither of the girls said a thing about it. Instead, they started pausing in between licking cunt to pose for pictures. Morris even got the money shot of me coming over the side of the boat.
“Cum overboard!” I screamed.
After a slow ride to shore, the girls got off the boat, got in their cars and went home. I never saw them again, but that’s pretty much how these summers went on Morris’s boat: a lot of beer, a lot of whores, a lot of wide open fucking under the sun.