Swinging Square Ch. 04

We started with a sixty-nine just to get warmed up, then got into the standard missionary position. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he slid his velvety cock into my pussy. I like that position because I feel so dominated by a man and just accept everything he has to give me with little work on my part. Before I could cum though, he changed to a spoon position.

"This position is good for women who have difficulty achieving an orgasm while having sex," he explained. "She can masturbate her clit while being fucked from behind, thus facilitating an orgasm more often."

We were lying on our sides, he behind me, his pelvic bone slapping against my ass cheeks as he fucked me from behind. I raised my knee and put my hand down between my legs to see what he meant. I rubbed my clit while he fucked me and it felt very good.

"Next we have the cowgirl position, called that because it simulates horseback riding. A woman is more in control here, as she would be riding a horse, but a man below can give her a bucking bronco by thrusting his hips up in the air to meet her."

He put me on top of him and slid me down on his cock, burying it deep within my throbbing pussy. He let me ride him with my hip movements while he played with my breasts, which felt very nice. Then he took over and began to buck his hips violently, driving his cock into my pussy like a maniac. All I could do was hang on and whimper.

"Oh, my god, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop. I'm cumming," I squealed.

He slowed his hip movements as I shuddered and twitched, cumming on his cock within me. We rested for a few moments, then he had me turn around and face his feet.

"This is the reverse cowgirl, called that for obvious reasons. I can play with your luscious ass while we fuck, and you have the best view of my cock going in and out of your pussy of all.

I bent down and watched his cock slide into my pussy between my butterfly lips, then watched those lips cling to the cock as he pulled out. My clit then would bow down and kiss his shaft as he pushed it back into me. 'No wonder fucking feels so good.' I thought. We enjoyed fucking like that for a while, then changed to doggy style.

"This position is similar to the reverse cowgirl except that the female is more forward and the male is upright," he said, sounding like a tour guide in a museum. I don't know if it's proper to giggle while you're fucking but I had to giggle at him.

"Sir, we're fucking now," I said, trying to sound like some tart in the group.

"Ah, yes, it's also good for that, too," he replied in his best snob imitation.

We chuckled and fucked, fucked and chuckled. Then he stopped.

"When your knees begin to get sore, you can stand up and do doggy while standing."

He pushed me over to the rail and bent me over slightly, then entered me from behind. Standing up, fucking in the open air so completely exposed to everyone around, even though they were too far away to actually see anything, was exhilarating, to say the least. It felt so good and was such an exciting thing for me to do. It heightened my pleasure big time, to put it mildly. I was moaning and mewling with pleasure as we fucked there at the railing, his cock feeling so wonderful inside my wanton pussy. I could feel my orgasm beginning to build.

"Ah, Justin, don't stop fucking me; I'm going to cum again."

"Oh, yeah, babe, come on and cum. This time I'll cum with you."

He doubled his efforts in fucking, knowing both of us were ready to orgasm. With his hands on my hips and thumbs on my bouncy ass cheeks, he sawed in and out of me at a heavenly pace. I was staring at a boat in from the horizon while we fucked until my orgasm made me forget about the boat and close my eyes. My intense orgasm washed through me and I opened my eyes as Justin emptied his load of pearly cum juice against the walls of my love tunnel.

"Mmm, thank you for the cum load. That feels almost as good to me as my own orgasm, you know."

"It was my pleasure, believe me."

I was still staring at the boat and realized it was getting closer to us at a rapid rate.

"It looks like we'll have company," I mused.

"What?" Justin said, raising his head.

"That boat out there, it keeps getting closer. It looks like it's headed straight for us."

"Shit!" Justin exclaimed when he saw the boat I was talking about.

Justin left me so quickly it surprised me. I had no idea what was going on. I put a hand to my pussy to receive the deposit Justin had just made in me onto my fingers. I held my hand up to examine the pearly cum, then watched as it collected and dropped off into the sea. I licked the remainder off my fingers to get a taste of Justin's cum.

A loud horn blast from our boat startled me, then the anchor chain began to wind up, lifting the anchor. As I made my way to the stern of the yacht, both big diesel engines came to life. I went up to the wheelhouse to find out what the heck was going on. Everyone else was looking around, wondering the same thing.

"What is it?" Willis inquired.

"Pirates!" Justin shouted. "Everyone get below; I don't want anyone falling overboard now."

Pirates? I looked at Justin's face to see if he was joking. I could tell right away he was very serious.

"Get below," he commanded.

"No, I'm going to stay with you," I retorted.

I looked at the boat still headed towards us. It was close enough now that I could see people on board it. Justin pushed the throttle forward and the big yacht began to move.

"I don't have time to argue with you. Stay down and keep out of sight then," Justin commanded again.

"Alright," I shouted, too scared to move.

As the big diesel engines revved up the big boat picked up speed and began to bounce along at a pretty good clip. I could hear funny sounding 'plunk' noises so I looked back to see what it was. I could see puffs of smoke from the other boat and water spouts going up in the air for a foot or two, then heard a 'pop' in the distance.

"Oh my god! They're shooting at us," I screamed.

"We're out of range. but keep down anyway just in case they have long range sniper rifles. We're not too far away for them."

"I'm scared," I admitted.

"I was too there for a minute, but you don't have to be scared now. Thanks to you, we've seen them coming. They'll be giving up in a minute or two and turning around to look for easier prey."

Right then, Willis popped up with an ugly looking gun and aimed it at them. I screamed and held my ears when he pulled the trigger and fired three short bursts of bullets at them. They immediately stopped shooting and stopped following after us.

"That ought to discourage them," Willis said. "This AK47 has a longer range than what they've got. I think I hit a couple of them, maybe killed one."

By that time the others came up to see what was going on.

"It's okay now folks, they won't bother us anymore," Willis assured everyone.

"Who were those awful people?" Tracy asked bitterly.

"Pirates," Justin said calmly. "They wait until some unsuspecting boat happens by, then kill everyone on it and use the boat for smuggling drugs, guns, people, or anything else they need it for. We owe our lives to the sharp eye of this little lady here," motioning to me. "If she hadn't seen them coming, we might not be so lucky now."

"They would have killed us?" I asked in amazement.

"The men they certainly would have, and perhaps the more mature ladies, but you young ones they would have taken prisoner and sold you into some harem someplace," Justin explained.

The other boat was getting smaller now as we put some distance between us.

"Well, come on, everyone, let's thank Ashley for her keen eye and have some more drinks," Sylvia said cheerfully.

Robert gave me a hug. "Thank you for saving our lives, Honey," he said.

I'm glad I didn't have to explain how it all happened. I was ready to put on a show for the newcomers and fuck in front of them as they watched. Talk about naive. I felt so small, not like a heroine.

We sat around in the main cabin, fully clothed and having a drink. We were back into the civilized world, heading for the harbor to dock. Robert, Paul, Tracy and I were sitting around a table, talking,

"I've been thinking," Paul began. "You know that three hundred plus acres I bought for a good price but don't really have any use for? What do you say we open our own adults only, clothing optional retreat? It's unimproved land bordered by a road on one side and a river on another. It would make an ideal spot for something like that in the summer."

"Let me know if you need capital, I do like to invest in things, you know," Willis said.

"And you're such a wiz on computers, Rob; you could have the business end set up in no time," Paul continued.

"Yeah, we could call it, "Ashley's Eagle Eye Retreat,"" Robert joked.

"Seriously, Rob; I'm being serious as a heart attack. What do you say?"

"Really, Rob, you have the land, the business part covered, my capital as an interest free loan, and at least eight yearly members here ready to sign up," Willis added. "If you can build a small motel, a pool, a clubhouse, some RV sites, a toilet and a volleyball court. you can be open for business this time next year."

"Come on, Honey; let's do it," I urged him.

"Alright, it sounds good to me; we'll do it."

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