Christina was sleeping when she heard the cackling laughter of young men. They were yelling something, something she couldn't quite hear.
"Come on! Let's see it all!" a young man in his middle twenties shouted. He was in a speedboat with three of his friends. They had spotted Christina sleeping on the blanket with the top half of her bikini off, leaving her tits to get nice and tan.
Christina blinked her eyes, slowly becoming aware of what was happening. She sat up, exposing her tits to their lusty gazes. And there, perhaps sixty feet from the shore, she saw the boys leering at her.
The three men gasped in unison when they finally got a good look at those incredible tits of Christina's. The stewardess just looked at them, making no attempt to hide herself. They had expected her to scream and cover her big tits as soon as she discovered her lack of privacy. But what the men expected and what they got were two different things. Instead of expressing fear and embarrassment, the young brunette stared at then unflinchingly, obviously proud of her more than ample tits.
"Hey, want to ski?" the man behind the wheel of the speedboat asked, holding up a beer can.
"Why not?" Christina shouted back. "Come on closer to shore, and I'll get in."
"Can't do it! Too shallow. We'll get beached!"
"I'll swim out!" Christina grabbed the top of her bikini and started to put it on then noticed the caked and dried cum on her neck and between her tits. The sight of it made a warm flush go through her veins as she remembered watching her tits get fucked by the young boy's cock. The memory was pleasant. She was glad that the guys in the speedboat couldn't see the cum on her from that distance.
Christina slipped on her top, harnessing her thirty-eight-inch tits once more. The bikini pushed her tits up and together, making her cleavage even more pronounced than usual. She grabbed her blouse, pants, shoes and lotion and balled them all up in one fist, then walked into the water, holding one arm up to keep the clothes dry. A strong, skilled swimmer since childhood, Christina walked out until she was neck-deep in the water, then she vigorously washed the cum off her body and swam to the boat, keeping on her side with one arm angled upward.
"Throw the clothes," a man said, waiting at the edge of the boat. Christina tossed her stuff to him and he caught it deftly.
"Thanks, guy," Christina said, grabbing the edge of the boat.
All three men were more than eager to help the beauty aboard, and the boat tilted dangerously to one side. But, with men grabbing her under the arms, she slithered over the edge and sat on the bottom of the boat.
"I'll take a beer, if you've got an extra one." A beer appeared immediately. "Now let's get the hell out of here, eh?" The boat sped away immediately. "Where's my sunglasses?" One of the men got them for her in a flash.
Christina felt all-powerful. The three men were young lawyers working for a large firm in the city. Their names were Jon, Andy and Smitty. Christina looked at them and smiled. All in their middle to late twenties, they were moderately wealthy, in excellent shape, and willing to do anything she asked. Yes, the men wanted to get their cocks into Christina. What they didn't know, or at least weren't absolutely sure about, was that Christina had the same thought in mind.
Christina leaned their names, and she gave them hers. No last names. Just the first names. And that was fine with her. She looked at the men, smiling that smile that she knew drove men crazy.
At last she said, "Let's see, how shall I do this? Andy, you're the first. We'll be alphabetical about this."
"Huh?" Andy asked, figuring he knew what she meant but lacking the courage to scoop her up holding his arms and pound his hard prick into her cunt.
"You know what I mean, silly," Christina said, holding her arms out to him.
Andy slipped to his knees on the bottom of the boat, and Christina twisted, kicking her legs out so she had one on either side of him.
He took Christina's lace in his hands and kissed her sweet lips. Christina scratched his slightly hairy stomach with her fingernails, letting her hands slide down his body. Then she pulled him down on top of her so his muscular torso pressed against her firm tits.
"I like that," Christina said, feeling Andy's hungry lips working on the smooth skin of her neck. That was a particularly sensitive spot for her. That area near the collarbone where it was slightly hollow. She arched her back a little, rubbing her pussy against Andy's quickly growing cock. Looking over his shoulder, up at his friends, Christina found Jon and Smitty to be totally amazed, their eyes wide with excitement.
"Can you believe this?" Jon asked Smitty. The latter was driving the boat and suddenly had to swerve hard to port to avoid a collision. Christina felt the sudden turn and heard the curses from the other boat.
She chuckled deep in her throat. The power she had over men amazed her. And, most delightful of all, she was just learning how to use what she had and enjoy her life to the fullest. If nothing else, she could thank wiu for that.
"You're so beautiful," Andy sighed, squeezing Christina's tits in both hands. He kissed her milky tit-mounds, running his tongue between them, wishing he could kiss every bit of them at once.
"Fuck me, lover!" Christina cried.
She reached around his body and squeezed him on the ass, trying unsuccessfully to get her fingers inside the back of his trunks, but his trunks were tied with a tight string.
"Get up," Christina whispered. "I want your cock."
Andy slipped is trunks off, and all three men watched as Christina wiggled her shapely ass out of her bikini. They had already seen her tits and had been properly amazed by them. But when he men finally feasted their eyes on her thick, dark, triangular cunt bush, all of them gasped.
Andy crawled lower on Christina's body and pushed her knees up so the backs of them were on his shoulders and her feet rested lightly on his back. Her cunt was sweet-smelling and looked delicious. Without any preliminary kissing – without fondling Christina's ass or thighs – Andy buried his tongue deep into her cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Christina gasped, arching her back again. Andy was one hell of a good cunt licker, and he knew it. Now Christina knew it, too. She tingled all over and her nipples became erect as her clit got harder and hotter. Her pussy juice began flowing, only to be quickly lapped up by Andy as he dragged his tongue across her cuntlips and pushed his tongue as far as possible into her cunt.
Smitty brought the speedboat to a stop. Driving it any longer would have been suicidal. The tongue-fucking behind him was far more interesting than anything going on in front of him. He and Jon sat in chairs facing the back of the boat and watched their buddy licking the cunt of that incredible brunette with the big tits.
Christina was delirious. The effects of the hot sun and Andy's hot tongue made her head reel. Swirling Andy's expensively coifed hair in her hands, Christina licked her lips, making them shine in the brilliant sunlight. Vaguely she wondered if anyone but the three men could see them. She let the thought pass, unable to concentrate on anything but the tongue that was at that very moment fucking passionately, expertly on her clit. She felt Andy nibble gently on the red nubbin of her tantalized clit, and her body quivered.
"Lick my cunt! Ohhhhhh! Lick my pussy, Andy!" she wailed, stretching her arms up toward his friends.
Quickly Jon and Smitty wiggled out of their tight swimming trunks. They came over and sat near her head, and she had to push them a little farther away so she could wrap her slender fingers around their hard cocks.
"Suck cocks! So many beautiful cocks!" she gasped.
Andy watched Christina's hands moving up and down on his buddys' pricks, and it suddenly occurred to him that his cock was being ignored. He twisted around, poising his long, trembling cock over Christina's face. As he started eating her cunt again, he worked his hips in a fucking motion, and his pulsating cockmeat – long, hot and hard – sunk into Christina's mouth.
"Mmmmmm!" Christina moaned, rolling her tongue over Andy's cockhead as he pushed his prick into her. Ovaling her lips around his thick cockshaft, she kneaded his slick cockflesh, squeezing his prick till he gasped with pleasure. Christina sucked him using all the techniques she had learned about sucking cock. Her red nails dug into his firm asscheeks, and she pushed Andy down, almost forcing him to stab her throat with his cock.
"Ugghh!" Andy choked, gulping in air. He had been thrusting his hungry tongue into her fiery pussy for so long, he had almost forgotten to breathe.
He parted her pussylips with his fingers looking into the deep, red tunnel that was Christina's cunt. Her cunt looked more delicious than the most expensive steak. He sucked on her nub-like clit, feeling Christina tense up and knowing that he had found just the right spot. Andy raised his hips, then pushed down again slowly, sliding his cock over the brunette's tongue and plugging her throat with his prickhead. What a cocksucker!
Jon and Smitty mumbled complaints about being ignored, and Christina took her hands off Andy's ass and put them on the cocks on either side of her. She whacked on the cockshafts hard and fast, then soft and slow, alternating the tempo to drive the men wild. Her nipples were tingling, her fat tits pressed almost flat from Andy's weight pressing down on her.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Christina moaned loudly for the benefit of her lovers. Andy had pulled up, and she was sucking like a maniac on his cockhead, turning her head to the side, letting Andy push his prick between her teeth and cheek.
"Christina," Jon said, feeling his balls tingle from the nice hand-job she was giving him. "Do you think you can suck cock and get fucked at the same time? You'll bye it!"
When Christina made no motion to change her position, Jon started to get a little desperate.
"Come on! If you keep this up, I'm going to come all over your hand, and if I wanted that, I could do it myself!"
"Nuuummmm!" Christina groaned, trying to get Andy's cock out of her mouth.
Getting fucked by one hard cock while sucking on another sounded absolutely fantastic, but how could she let him know if Andy wouldn't uncork his prick? Christina tapped him on the ass and squeezed her legs together, trapping Andy's head against her cunt. Finally he raised his hips and pulled his prick from her full lips with a smack.
"That kinda fucking sounds great!" Christina said, looking up at Jon from between Andy's legs. "Just get this big lug off me, and we'll get to it!"
There was a general shifting of positions, and soon Christina was straddling Andy's body with his cock plowing deep up her cunt, and Jon and Smitty were standing near her face on either side of Andy. Christina had their cocks in her hands and was taking turns sucking them into a state of quivering hardness as she bounced up and down on Andy's cock, taking his prick deep into her fuckhole.
"Hell of a cocksucker, isn't she," Andy said, watching Christina whip her head back and forth over Smitty's hard cock in rhythm to her bouncing on his prick.
"No shit!" Smitty replied with a grin.
His cock, long and glistening from Christina's spit, sank deep into her throat.
Never before – with all the chicks he had had suck on his cock – had anyone taken him all the way down to his cockroot before. He watched her lips make their way down his shank, starting at his cockhead and not stopping until they were stretched tightly around the root of his prickmeat. His balls, heavy with cum, swung crazily between his legs as he pushed his prick at her face.
"Don't forget about me," Jon complained, reaching down to tweak Christina's hard, jouncing nipple. "After all, this was my idea."
Christina pulled her lips off Smitty cock and turned her head, burying Jon's cock deep in her throat a moment later. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see other boats in the area and wondered how much they could actually see. Andy was hidden from view, lying flat on his back in the boat, but Jon, Smitty and her upper torso were entirely visible.
A chill went through her veins – a very erotic chill. Fucking in public was something that she had never considered until recently, and now she felt extra sexy when she fucked or sucked. She felt like a movie star – a porno movie star!
"I can't wait any longer," Jon hissed, feeling his nuts pull up tight to his body in their sac. "Her mouth is just too hot. I'm…" his voice still sounded calm, almost conversational. "I'm going to come. I'm coming!"
Christina tossed her head faster over the throbbing cock in her mouth. She took his cockmeat down her throat, whacking on his prick shank as she sucked on his cockhead. Christina wanted his cum. Hot jism was her reward for working so hard, and damn it, she was going to get some tasty cum!
"You drink all his jizz! I don't want his cum on me!" Andy said quickly, looking up at Christina.
The first several spurts of cock juice went straight down Christina's throat, and she stopped bouncing on Andy's cock to pay more attention to Jon. But once the first jets of fuck-cream had deluged her mouth, she continued to raise and lower her cunt on Andy's prickshaft, feeling her clit tingle as the salty taste of jism excited her senses.
Cum was almost intoxicating to her. One taste of creamy jizz, and she wanted more and more and more. She squeezed Jon's nuts lightly, forcing his hairy sac to erupt with all of its heavy load of jizz while her tongue worked in feverish circles wound his spurting cockhead.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Christina moaned, gulping down the pungent fuck cream and sucking harder, trying to draw every last drop of jizz out of his thick tube, of cockflesh.
"That's it," Jon said weakly, stepping away from Christina, taking his prick from between her lips. "You've got it all, lady. My cock's tender now."
Christina's clit was sizzling hot, ready to bust! She didn't have time to bother with Jon or argue with him – there was another lusty cock waiting for her mouth. She twisted slightly, rotating on Andy's invading cock, and grabbed Smitty's prick by the shank. Her full, hungry lips captured the head of his cock and her tongue whipped in circles, sliding over the ridge that separated his cockhead from the shaft.
"That's it, Christina," Smitty said, pushing her long, wet hair away from her face to watch his prick sinking into her mouth.
Andy grabbed Christina's huge, jiggling tits. Her nipples were hard as little pebbles in his palms as he caressed the huge orbs of unusually firm titflesh. Releasing one tit, he reached for her cuntbush just above where his prick was invading her body, and he rubbed her tiny clit with his thumb. Her cunt juices, flowing heavily, instantly coated his thumb, and he knew that it wouldn't be long before her cum spilt over his loins.
Jon, his cock now hanging limply between his legs, surveyed the lake. Several boats were keeping their distance, but the people in those boats were definitely watching what was going on in his boat. Jon pulled his trunks back on and prepared to make a hasty retreat should any of the unwanted Peeping Toms decide to make a fuss about Christina's lusty cocksucking. Andy, on his back in the bottom of the boat, wasn't seen by the people.
"Nngggg!" Christina whimpered lustily, salivating heavily around Smitty's fat pole of cockmeat in her mouth. She wanted his cum spurting against her tongue. That thought, and that thought alone, spurred her on as she massaged the cock with her lips, keeping her teeth away from his sensitive cockmeat.
"Suck my cock, Christina! Eat my meat!" Smitty timed his thrusts, working his prick down her throat each time she lowered her thighs to take Andy's cock deep in her pussy.
The stewardess was turned almost sideways on Andy's prick, facing Smitty. She had his fat nuts in her palm and was stroking his cockshaft as her lips worked feverishly over his cockhead, taking his prick quickly in and out of her mouth. She pulled her face away from his prick meat and whacked on it with her fist, running her fingers from the head of his prick all the way down his cock shank to the root of Smitty's meat. Stroking him, she knew, would bring his nuts to a fever pitch faster than just sucking, and she wanted his cum soon. Very soon. Her own climax was just seconds away, and she wanted – needed – to gobble down his fuck-cream while her own lusty jism spurted from her cunt.
"Hurry up!" Jon said, starting the boat's big Mercury engine. "It looks like the natives are getting restless."
Andy didn't need the encouragement. He was on the brink of ecstasy as it was. He jerked his hips up toward Christina's undulating loins, sinking his throbbing cock between her pussylips, slamming his big prick home deep in her cunt.
"Bitch! Bitch!" he hissed, grabbing Christina's jiggling tits, squeezing them so hard she squirmed in pain. He watched his powerful fingers digging deep into her massive tits, saw Christina's pained expression as his friend's prick pushed out her throat.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Smitty gasped, feeling the scalding jism blow out of his balls, streak through the tube of his cock, then jet from his pulsating cock knob.
His cum splattered against Christina's probing tongue. She swirled the cum around in her mouth, getting the full taste of sweet creamy jizz before gulping it down. Smitty hooked his hands behind her head and jerked her face toward his spitting cock. His long, meaty prick smashed against the back of her mouth, then his cockhead jammed in her throat, jetting out the last weak blasts of jism directly into her stomach.
As Smitty's cum was filling Christina's mouth, her jism exploded from her body. The rich pussy oil squeezed out between her pussylips. She whined and then tongued the quivering cock in her mouth, oblivious to everything else in the work. The salty, tantalizing, tangy taste of jism on her tongue had heightened the beautiful orgasm that wracked her body, making her twitch convulsively.
She kept bobbing on Andy's cock and, even while her cunt juice was running down from her cunt and the last trickles of Smitty's cum were oozing from his prick, Andy's cock juices started flooding her cunt. Andy thrashed beneath Christina as he arched his back, his entire weight on his shoulders and heels. He reared up, like a bucking horse, driving his cock as far into Christina's pussy as possible.
And when it was all over, when Christina had two hefty loads of turn warming her stomach and a third in her cunt, she fell to the side, her sunglasses askew, and gulped in the fresh air. Her body tingled in the pleasant afterglow of orgasm.
"Thanks, boys," Christina said weakly, pushing her glasses up her nose. "That was a wonderful fuck. It really was."