Meanwhile Harry took his time getting to his feet and take off his clothes. Apparently he was used to kinky pates, because he didn’t share the frantic excitement of the others. He just looked amused. He grinned and watched the other couples as he leisurely removed his shoes and socks. On one side of him Phil was moaning and working his stiff pale prick in Luann’s wet hot box, while on the other side Roger was banging Karen dog fashion, his thick meat jerking wetly in her blazing hole.
“Is everybody happy?” Harry giggled.
All he got for reply was assorted grunts, moans, squeals and sighs. Meanwhile Penny had finally managed to skin out of her tight pants, and she made short work of getting out of her panties. Naked, her huge tits wobbling, she hurried over to where Harry was still fucking around with his shoes and socks.
“Oh, God, hurry up,” she moaned. “Here, let me do that for you.”
Harry shrugged and lay back while the eager horny brunette stripped him of every stitch of clothing. Penny was achingly lusty, big streams of pussy juice running down her inner thighs. As she pulled off Harry’s shorts, she glanced eagerly at his cock—and was deeply disappointed to find it soft.
“Sorry about that,” said Harry. “I ain’t as young as I used to be.”
“Don’t you worry,” Penny said grimly. “I’ll take care of that in no time at all.”
Harry lay on his back, his pale soft peter resting lazily on one hairy thigh. Penny knelt beside him, her huge milky-pale jugs grazing his body as she bent ever him. She swooped down like a hungry hawk and sucked his flaccid prick into her mouth, taking it clear to his rosy limp, balls. Harry gave a yelp of surprise and pleasure.
“Awwwwww,” he bellowed. “Yeah, baby, suck my dick, get me hard…”
Penny didn’t need any instruction. His hungry slurping could be heard by everyone. Her glossy chestnut head bounced furiously over Harry’s loins as she ravenously sucked his limp cock deep in her mouth. Harry began to gasp, his eyes rolling crazily, a lewd grin splitting his rugged face. Then suddenly Penny made a gagging noise and jerked her head up.
“Jesus,” she exclaimed, “you got hard so fast, you damned near choked me.”
“You asked for it,” Harry laughed. “Besides, I thought you wanted it hard.”
Penny gazed hungrily at his erect cock, which was wet and stiff and pointed right up at the stars. “Oh, I do,” she said huskily, “I do.”
Then before Harry could move or speak, the big brunette was straddling him, mounting him. She knelt over his rigid pale dick and stuffed it into her dripping box. She let herself down on the hard impalement of his erect cock with a moan of ecstasy, taking the swollen sausage clear to her womb in one greedy thrust. Her hot cream gushed out around it and dripped into Harry’s silver bush.
“Ahhhhhh, God,” Penny moaned, “yes, ball me, Harry.”
“Shit,” Harry chuckled, “I thought you were balling me.”
But he didn’t make any more jokes after that.
With Penny’s fiery-hot juicy twat gripping his swollen cock, he didn’t have time for humor. He gave a horny eager grunt and started working his meat in her. Penny responded with cries of hoarse joy. She slammed her dripping pussy up and down his jerking rod.
“Ooooooo,” Penny squealed, “Ohhhhhh, it’s SO good… I love to fuck…”
Everyone else would have agreed with her, had they been capable of speaking just then. All three couples were panting and moaning and sweating as they blissfully carried on their bizarre orgy. Karen finally summoned up the energy to reach out and grab Phil’s hand—he was just close enough. He squeezed her hand back.
Karen took the full hard deep thrusts of Roger’s cock in her eagerly offered cunt as she glanced lovingly at her husband. Phil worked his swollen meat happily in Luann’s wet little hole as he looked with equal love at his wife. They squeezed hands and grinned.
“Isn’t this wonderful, darling?” Karen sighed.
“It sure is,” Phil panted.
Then they were swept away in their excitement with their partners. They let go of each other’s hand, and Karen had hardly done so when she felt Roger’s hard jabbing cock fucking her into a powerful climax that made her scream with pleasure. She seemed to hear everyone else yelling, too. All over the boat people were coming like crazy. She smiled as the delicious orgasm shook her body.
She last track of time, might even have passed out briefly. When she woke again, she was lying naked on deck, jism gushing out of her satisfied cunt. Christ, it ought to be satisfied. She’d just fucked her fourth man of the day. Yawning, she glanced around to see what the others were doing.
She looked just in time to see Phil and Luann sneaking off below decks, and to see Penny following, holding the hands of both Roger and Harry. Karen was left alone. She certainly wasn’t going to stand for that. She quickly crept after the others, curious to see what would happen.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Tiptoeing after the others, Karen saw Phil leading Luann into their cabin and closing the door. My God, Phil was really being a tiger tonight! Karen began to suspect that Harry might have put something in their drinks. She, too, felt incredibly sexy and adventurous. She felt just a twinge of jealousy for Luann, but not enough to make her interfere and spoil Phil’s fun. Where were the others?
She turned lust in time to see Penny, Roger and Harry go into the master cabin. What could that threesome be up to? Curious, Karen snuck over to the door and peered through the keyhole. Manuel would be busy piloting the ship, and Luann and Phil were busy in a more interesting way. No one would see her spying.
Harry was pouring drinks for himself and the Greens, although Penny had obviously had enough already. She was flushed and disheveled, and her eyes were very wide and bright. She kept glancing back and forth from Roger to Harry, a wicked grin on her handsome face.
“Hey,” she said finally, “we just gonna sit around here and talk? Aren’t we gonna have any fun?”
“Well, just what did you have in mind, baby?” Harry said with a grin.
“Yes, really, Penny,” her husband said, sipping his drink, “I thought we just had plenty of fun up there on deck. Isn’t that enough for one night?”
“No,” pouted Penny, “it isn’t. Just look.”
She pulled her jersey up over her naked tits, and both men nearly spilled their drinks. They gawked at her great pale swollen breasts and the pointed cone-shaped nipples of soft beige-brown. Each heavy book was as big as a man’s head, but they stuck straight out, they were so full and engorged.
“See,” Penny said wistfully, “my tits are all swollen up. I didn’t get enough yet. I’m soooo horny.”
The two men looked at each other, then exploded into laughter. “Jesus Christ, honey,” Harry said, “Superman I ain’t. I did my best when I was balling you up there. I coulda sworn you came half a dozen times.”
“I know she did,” Roger said firmly. “I could hear her. I know how my own wife sounds when she comes, and I assure you, Harry, she got off seven times. Penny, you’re being greedy.”
“No, I’m not,” she cooed, moving over to rub against Harry, then against Roger, like a flirtatious cat. “I just have an awful big appetite, that’s all. And it’ll make me sleep so much faster. Please, guys, just one little fuck, and then I’ll shut up and go to bed.”
“Sounds like blackmail to me,” Harry laughed, “but I guess we don’t have any choice. If we want any peace and quiet to talk about business, we’ll have to give in. Which one of us do you want, Penny?”
Penny giggled like a naughty little girl. “Why, I want both of you,” she said.