Author’s note: Desperate Measures is an anthology consisting of stories related by theme, rather than by character, chronology, or storyline. Accordingly, they can be read in any order, as each installment is a stand-alone entry.

* * *

Sonia Castro switched off her cell phone and raced to the rear deck of her home.

“Luis,” she shouted. “Guess who called!”

“Your mother,” Luis answered, “again?”

“That was earlier.”

“Your sister?”

“No. It was nobody you know.”

“Then how am I supposed to guess if it’s no one I know? When did I become clairvoyant?”

“Stop being a bitch. You know what I mean. It was a client–my first client! I have a catering job this weekend!”

“That’s wonderful, baby. Which day?”

“That’s the amazing part. It’s for the entire weekend.”

“All weekend? Where? Who?”

“I was speaking to a Mr. Ramirez. He has a vacation home in the Keys. He and his wife and two other couples are going to spend the weekend there, from Friday afternoon through Sunday morning. I was hired to cook for the six of them–Friday dinner through Sunday brunch. Isn’t that great?”

“How much are they paying you?”

“Twenty-five hundred dollars. Plus, they provide all the supplies.”

“Twenty-five hundred? That’s a nice payment for one weekend.”

“It’s cooking five meals for six people. That’s pretty good, I think. Hell, I’d do it for half that amount. We need the money, you know.”

“I know, I know. You don’t have to remind me.”

“You aren’t working this weekend, are you?”


“Do you have any plans?”

“Nothing set in stone. Why?”

“Well, they suggested that I bring an assistant. Someone to help with service and clean up.”

“What about your sister? She’s probably not doing anything all weekend.”

“That wouldn’t work. There’s one other thing I didn’t mention.”

“Go on.”

“Well, it seems that they are sort of, um, nudists.”


“Yeah, nudists. I don’t think Eva would be able to handle that.”

“What makes you so sure you can handle it?”

“I’m down to forty-nine dollars in my checkbook. That has to last me until you get paid again. Right now, I don’t care if they’re Satanists. I can handle just about anything for twenty-five hundred dollars. But I would feel better if you were there, with me.”

“I see. That’s an interesting proposition. Tell me about these people.”

“All I know is there are three couples. They’re all Latin, ranging in age from forty to fifty-five. The husbands are all professionals. Mr. Ramirez is an architect, another is a chiropractor, and the other one is a professor at the university. The women are all housewives. That was all I could gather from my conversation with Arturo.”


“Mr. Ramirez.”

“What kind of food are they expecting from you?”

“Well, that’s another reason why I hope you will go with me. They like seafood, of course, and anything Caribbean. I can do Cuban, but those things are not really my specialty–especially seafood.”

“Sounds like I don’t have much of a choice then, do I?”

“Baby, we need the money. It’s been hard since you lost the restaurant. I know you’re doing everything you can, and I want to help. This is my first good catering job. I need you to help me make it work. You said you would do whatever you could to help me get started. Who knows, these people could help me launch my business.”

“Who’s going to watch the kids all weekend?

“I can ask Eva. She wouldn’t mind.”

“And if she says ‘no’?”

“Let me worry about that. I just need to know if you’re with me on this.”

“If that’s the case, then when do we leave?”

“Friday morning. It’s only a two and a half hour drive, but I want to get there early so I–I mean we– won’t be rushed with dinner.”

“I’ll have the car fueled and loaded by ten a.m. Is that early enough?”

“That would be wonderful.”

“At least it won’t take long to pack our suitcases.”

“Why’s that?”

“It’s a clothing optional vacation, right?”

“Baby, we’ll be working–not vacationing. And besides, they’re the nudists–not us.”

* * *

Sonia slept for the first half of the two hour plus drive from Miami to the Lower Keys. She awoke when Luis stopped at a dockside restaurant in Islamorada for lunch, and then settled in for another snooze as they commenced the second leg of the trip. She was surprised to find that sleep evaded her.

“What’s wrong, Sonia, can’t get comfortable?”

“I don’t know. I’m restless.”

“Are you nervous?”

“No. Maybe–just a little.”

“You don’t have anything to worry about. I’ll be doing most of the cooking. And it’s only going to be six people.”

“I know, I know. Still, this is my first big engagement. This could open some doors for me.”

“What else do you know about these people?”

“Well, like I told you already, there are three couples. Arturo and Kika are both around fifty-five or fifty-six–I don’t remember exactly. Ernesto and Rosa are fifty-two, I think. And the other couple–Antonio and Liliana–are forty-eight and forty.”

“So Liliana is the only one our age?”

“I think so.”


“They like to drink–a lot. They prefer rum, red wine, and vodka.”

“Mixed or on the rocks?”

“Rum and coke, mostly, and vodka and tonic.”

“That’s easy enough.”

“Oh–and pina coladas.”

“Do they have a blender?”

“I don’t know. We’ll find out when we get there, I guess.”

“What else?”

“The husbands are supposed to be big time fishermen. They are expecting to catch some grouper, mahi, or snapper. Or–if they get lucky–maybe some tuna or wahoo. So think about what you can do with those fish.”

“No problem.”

“The wives should be there already. They drove down this morning. They husbands are coming by boat. We need to have dinner and drinks ready for them when they tie up.”

“What time will that be?”

“I’m not sure, exactly. Depending on how rough the ocean is, it could be anytime between seven and nine.”

“That might be a problem, you know.”

“We’ll work it out.”

* * *

Luis turned on the GPS while crossing the Seven Mile Bridge. Twenty-five minutes later–guided by the precise directions of a mechanized female voice– he was pulling into a crushed shell driveway leading to a home on the Atlantic side of the island. The house was a typical Keys-style residence built on stilts, with a cement block ground floor addition. A poured concrete stairway on the side of the house led to a wooden deck that wrapped around the entire main floor of the home.

Sonia led Luis up the steps to the second floor. As they climbed the stairs they discovered that the wide deck overlooked a canal and dock on the East side, the Atlantic Ocean on the South, a brushy marsh on the West, and the highway on the North. There was a Jacuzzi in one corner of the deck, and a dominoes table in another corner. The lilting sound of three female voices cut through the gentle roar of the crashing waves as Sonia and Luis approached the corner.

“Well, here goes nothing,” Sonia said, as she adjusted her sunglasses.

“Should we take our clothes off first?” Luis asked.

“Shhhhhh!” Sonia punched him in the side. “We’re just the hired help, remember?”

“Oh yeah.”

Turning the corner, Luis and Sonia were greeted by the sight of three women lying on lounge chairs in various states of undress.

“Show time,” Luis whispered to Sonia.

“Knock knock, hello!” Sonia called. “I’m Sonia, and this is my husband, Luis”.

“Welcome! I’m so glad you are joining us!” a tall woman wearing only a large, floppy hat and sunglasses stood up and squealed. She was around five feet, eight inches tall. She wasn’t heavy, but her body was far from firm. She had several small tattoos scattered about her ankles, back, and upper arms. Beneath the hat her hair was cut short in a stylish red bob. Her unnaturally firm breasts appeared to be C-cups, and her pussy was shaved bare. The nude woman stepped toward Sonia, wrapping her arms around the dazed woman before she could back away.

“I’m Kika,” she added in a thick Spanish accent, before planting a quick kiss on each of Sonia’s cheeks. “These are my friends, Rosa and Liliana.”

Rosa–who was wearing a plus-size bikini bottom in addition to her floppy hat and sunglasses–also stood and approached Sonia. Standing in her bare feet she was about two inches shorter than Sonia’s height of five feet, four inches, but outweighed Sonia by at least twenty-five pounds. Most of that weight was in her pillowy breasts, which rested on her pale belly like small watermelons. Luis couldn’t remove his eyes from them.

“Sonia, is it?” Rosa asked as she also hugged and kissed her. “I’m Rosa. We are all so happy that you’ll be here to help us this weekend. We’re going to have such a lovely time.”

“And I’m Liliana,” the third woman added as she in turn also hugged and kissed Sonia. Liliana was the smallest of the three women, and also wearing the most clothing. She had on sunglasses, a visor, and a floral beach wrap. She stood about five feet tall, and weighed in the neighborhood of a hundred and twenty-five pounds.

“Luis, is it?” Kika asked as she pulled Luis toward her. “Thank you for bringing your wife to cook for us. It’s going to be a wonderful weekend.”

“I think we should be thanking you, actually,” Luis replied.

Luis felt his cock starting to swell in his shorts as Kika disengaged. Rosa quickly stepped forward and pressed her enormous breasts into his belly while embracing him. Luis was helpless as his cock became fully erect.

“He’s a cutie,” Rosa said. “I think I’m going to like this one.”

“Well, I think I’m going to have to keep him in the kitchen all weekend so he doesn’t get into any trouble,” Sonia said.

“He can be our cabana boy,” Rosa replied. “Cabana Boy, bring me another drink! Cabana Boy, I need a towel! Cabana Boy, rub some sunscreen onto my back! Oh, this is going to be so much fun. Thank you for bringing him along, Sonia.”

“Behave, Rosa,” Liliana chided. “How many drinks have you had already?”

“This is still my first one,” Rosa pouted. “But I’m ready for another. Oh, Cabana Boy!”

The other two ladies giggled, while Luis blushed.

“Just so long as he stays out of trouble, I guess,” Sonia said. “And keeps his eyes inside his head.”

“We really don’t mind,” Liliana replied. “We don’t have anything to hide.”

“Our husbands are much worse, anyway,” Kika added. “Come with me, let me show you around the house.”

Sonia and Luis followed Kika’s bouncing butt cheeks through the opened French doors into the house.

“You’ve already seen the deck. There’s a hot tub on the other, facing the marsh. That’s where we’ll spend most of the evening, I imagine. This is the main room, and over on that side is the dining area. The liquor cabinet is in the corner. The dining table is small right now, but it opens up to seat eight.”

Kika turned and walked toward the far side of the house.

“These two rooms are the bedrooms,” she said, indicating two open doors. “The bathroom is between the two bedrooms.”

The larger bedroom had a king sized bed, a dresser, and two night stands. The smaller bedroom had a queen sized bed, one night stand, and no dresser.

“Only two bedrooms?” Sonia asked.

“Two bedrooms on this floor,” Kika answered. “Your room is downstairs.”

“But there are three couples. Where will the other two sleep?”

“Oh, we’ll work something out,” Kika grinned. “We’re all friends.”

Kika led the two past the dining table and through an entrance to a small kitchen.

“This is the kitchen. It’s not very big, but you should have everything you need. Pots and pans are in this cabinet, silverware is in this drawer, utensils are over there, and dishes are up here.”

Kika opened a door that led to the deck. A staircase led to the first floor.

“I’m not going to go downstairs, but your room is down there. The linens are fresh. I left some towels, and there is a basket with some fruit and a bottle of champagne for you. Take a look, and tell me if there is anything else you need.”

Luis and Sonia descended the concrete steps, turned, and opened the door. There were two twin beds, a night stand, a small bathroom with a toilet, a sink, and a shower stall. The entire downstairs suite looked brand new. Even the bed linens retained creases from their packaging.

“Ummm, I guess I’ll just have to be the one to say it,” Luis announced. “What’s with the twin beds?”

“They must use this room as servants’ quarters, or maybe for kids. They weren’t expecting a married couple, you know. Maybe we can push these twin beds together?”

“And one more thing. Where exactly is the third couple going to sleep? There are only two beds upstairs.”

“That’s their problem. If we get them drunk enough, maybe they won’t notice.”

“I just hope nobody is planning to sleep down here. There’s barely enough room for us.”

* * *

Sonia freshened up while Luis unloaded their bags from the car. Fifteen minutes later they climbed the stairs and rejoined the group of ladies on the deck.

“What would you like us to do?” Sonia asked.

“You can fix me another drink,” Rosa answered.

“What would like?” Luis asked.

“Can you make a mojito?”

“Do you have fresh limes and mint leaves?”


“Then we’re good. Anyone else?”

“Liliana and I will have pina coladas,” Kika answered. “But fix hers ‘to go’.”

“Where are you going, Liliana?” Luis asked.

“We,” Liliana pointed to Luis and herself, “are going to the grocery store to pick up supplies.”

“I see.”

Luis fixed Rosa’s drink first and handed it to her. He then located the ingredients for the pina coladas, dumped them in the blender, and mixed up a pitcher. He poured Kika’s into a tall glass, and then found an insulated travel container and a lid for Liliana’s drink.

“Mix up another pitcher of each before you go,” Rosa smiled. “We might need another round before you get back.”

* * *

Luis backed out of the driveway and headed south on U.S.1.

“The grocery store is about two miles ahead,” Liliana said. “It will be on the left side of the road.”

Luis glanced at Liliana as she talked. The cool air from the air conditioner blasted her from several different angles. It was obvious that Liliana was wearing nothing under her wrap, as the shape of her erect nipples was unmistakable through the thin cloth. A slight shift of her butt against the seat caused the cloth to gap open around her hips, revealing only skin and confirming Luis’ original theory.

“The other ladies and I are very happy that you are here with your wife,” Liliana smiled. “Arturo is going to be surprised, though. He thought he was hiring two women for the weekend. This is much better–some eye candy for everyone.”

“I don’t think my wife ever said she was bringing another woman with her.”

“Probably not. That’s just the way Arturo thinks. That’s the way his dick thinks, I should say. Women, women, women.”

“Nothing wrong with that.”

“But it’s not for everybody. I don’t need to see any more naked women around here. I wouldn’t mind seeing more cocks. I’m sure you have a nice one.”

Liliana licked her lips and looked into Luis’ eyes.

“Show me what you’ve got,” she urged.

“Excuse me?”

“Come on. Show me. You’re going to be seeing me naked all weekend. Let me see you. Show me your cock.”

“I’m driving.”

“Is that the only reason? We’re almost there. Turn here.”

Luis pulled into the supermarket parking lot.

“Drive around to the back.”

“That’s not a good idea.”

“Why not?”

“My wife and I–you people hired us–we’re…”

“Are you afraid I’ll take advantage of you? Or is that what you’re hoping will happen?”

Liliana untied her wrap and pulled it off. As Luis suspected, she was completely nude beneath the wrap. Her pale skin was creamy and clear. Her small frame supported a shapely figure that was soft and supple; she appeared to have no muscle tone whatsoever. Her B-cup sized breasts hung loosely from her chest, capped by light brown nipples that had become tight and rigid in the air conditioned car.

“Show me your cock, Luis.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m showing you all of me. Let me see it.”

Luis didn’t move. Liliana leaned over the console and found his zipper. She pulled it downward, and then slipped her hand inside the fly. She found his cock and pulled it out into the afternoon air. Luis offered no resistance.

“Drive around to the back of the store.”

“Liliana, what are you doing?”

“I’m marking my territory.”

“What territory?”

“Listen to me, Luis. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a new man in this group. It’s in your best interest if I claim you first. Do you want to end up with one of those older sluts?”

“I thought you were all friends.”

“We are friends. I love them all like family. But the truth is, they’re all ten to fifteen years older than me. Think about it–which would you prefer, one of those old flabby pussies or my young fresh pussy?”

“I’m not going to…”

“Oh yes, you will, sweetie. You’re going to end up fucking one of us before the weekend is over. It might as well be me, don’t you think?”

Luis watched Liliana pinch her nipples, and then followed her hand as it traveled down her torso to her hairless crotch. He put the car in gear and drove to the back of the store, parking in the shadow of an empty semi trailer. Liliana knelt on the seat and leaned over the console. She lowered her face to Luis’ crotch, but bumped her head on the steering wheel. Luis pushed the seat back to give her more room.

Liliana licked his shaft several times before wrapping her lips around the head and sucking it into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on his lap, swallowing more and more of his length with each downward motion.

Luis started to relax. He caressed Liliana’s back with his right hand, starting with her shoulders and then moving down her spine until he reached her butt. He could just touch her ass crack, but her rosebud was slightly out of reach. He contented himself with rubbing her butt cheeks with one hand and running the other through her hair as she brought him closer to orgasm.

“Tilt your seat all the way back,” Liliana said, pausing her oral ministrations.

“Excuse me?”

“Tilt the back of your seat all the way. I need more room.”

Luis reached for the button that adjusted his seat. The seat back lowered until the headrest was touching the back seat. Luis laid back in an almost supine position. Liliana seized the opportunity–she climbed on top of Luis, swung her hips around to his face, and lowered her crotch to his mouth.

“No reason why both of us shouldn’t enjoy this,” she remarked. “Show me that you know how to lick a pussy.”

Liliana swallowed the full length of Luis’ cock and resumed sucking. Her shaved pussy was poised a few inches above Luis’ upturned face. He inhaled her feminine aroma. The warm perfume shattered his final thoughts of resistance. He extended his tongue, eager to taste the nectar clinging to her pink flower.

Luis licked her petals, savoring the sharp flavor of her arousal. He licked up and down her slit several times before focusing his attention on her clit. Once found he sucked it between his lips and squeezed. Liliana bucked her hips and pressed her crotch harder against his face. Luis flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue, causing a loud moan to escape from Liliana’s otherwise occupied mouth.

“Mmmmmmmmmm, you do know how to lick a pussy,” she cooed.

Luis bucked his hips, driving his cock another inch toward the back of Liliana’s throat. He felt his orgasm approaching and was determined to bring Liliana to hers at the same time. He increased the speed of his tongue and applied more direct pressure to her clit. Liliana rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit against his mouth. Her head bounced up and down as she alternately swallowed and then withdrew the thick shaft stretching her lips. Liliana tasted the precum seeping from the cockhead as it slid across her tongue, and knew it would be just a few moments more. She ground her crotch against Luis’s face and sucked another drop of juice from his dick.

Luis thrust his hips upward as his orgasm approached. He stopped licking–his need eclipsed his desire to reciprocate. He felt an explosion in his balls as he spurted thick jets of cum into Liliana’s mouth. She felt his hips thrust and then a thick spurt of man juice splashed against the back of her throat. She continued bobbing her head, coaxing a half dozen more spurts of cum before the flow slowed to a trickle. She swallowed it all, savoring the taste of his creamy seed.

Luis paused to catch his breath, and then remembered that the pussy attached to his mouth still had not cum. Her sucked her lips and chewed on the soft petals. He stabbed his tongue in and out of her channel several times before returning his attention to her clit. He sucked on it for a few seconds, and then began flicking it with his tongue. He alternated direction and speed, attacking the nub from all directions at the same time.

Liliana felt her orgasm growing inside her. Her nipples ached and her pussy felt hungry. The tongue flicking her clit was stoking her fire, building her need until she was consumed by an inferno. She rocked her hips, increasing the friction of the man’s face on her hungry cunt, as the flames overwhelmed her. Her body shook as the wave of desire crashed into her.

“Mmmmmmmmm, yes! That’s … it! Mmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmm!”

Liliana rode the first wave, then felt a second orgasm approaching before the first had even ended. She rode out the second, smaller wave, and then collapsed on top of Luis, her need fully sated.

“Well, Cabana Boy, you certainly know how to suck a pussy. We’ll have to do that again, later.”

“I don’t think so. Not with my wife around, and your husband is going to show up later this evening.”

“Believe me, he won’t mind.”

“My wife would have a fit.”

“Don’t be so sure of that.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m just saying, you’re staying in a house full of swingers. Something is bound to happen.”

“You people are swingers? I thought you were nudists.”

“Why does it have to be one or the other? Why can’t we be both?”

“Um, uh, when were you planning to tell us this?

“I thought you already knew.”

“We were told that you were nudists. Nobody said anything about swingers.”

“I find that unlikely. Arturo wouldn’t forget to mention that detail.”

“Are you saying …? Let’s go inside. I need to get out of this car.”

“Lead the way.”

* * *

Forty-five minutes later Luis and Liliana pulled into the driveway and parked next to the staircase. Luis–carrying four bags of groceries–followed Liliana up the steps. As he climbed the stairs, he heard the sounds of jacuzzi jets, splashing water, and salsa music punctuating the sweltering afternoon heat. He rounded the corner to find all three women in the hot tub. Rosa was in the center, flanked by Kika and Sonia–each of whom were sucking one of her massive breasts. Two empty bottles of champagne sat on a nearby table amid three acrylic flutes. The women did not hear Luis’ and Liliana’s footsteps over the sound of the jacuzzi.

“Hello!” Liliana called. “Getting started without me?”

“Sonia?” Luis stared open-mouthed at his wife.

“You two were gone long enough,” Rosa interjected. “Take off your clothes and join us.”

Sonia and Kika detached their mouths from Rosa’s chest and looked in the direction of Luis and Liliana.

“Luis, thank you for leaving your wife with us,” Kika added. “Sonia is so adorable. She’s an absolute treasure.”

“Um, yeah, Sonia, can I talk to you for a second?” Luis asked.

Sonia stood up and exited the hot tub. Like the other two women, she was topless. The pink panties she wore were transparent against her body, revealing her ample ass and puffy camel toe to everyone on the deck.

“What is it, Baby?” she asked as she approached Luis, with water dripping off her body. “Can you get me a towel?”

Liliana picked up a towel from one of the deck chairs and handed it to Sonia. She quickly dried herself off, and then followed Luis into the house.

“What are you doing?” Luis asked as he set the bags of groceries on the kitchen counter. “We’re here to cook for these people, not have sex with them. Are you some kind of lesbian now?”

“Kika and Rosa got in the hot tub, and since there wasn’t anything for me to do, they asked me to join them.”

“You do realize that these people are all swingers? Or did you already know that?”

Luis stared at Sonia. She tried to look impassive, but her mouth broke into a smirk. She never was very good at lying to him.

“Oh my god, you did know, didn’t you? When were you planning to tell me? Is that why you took this job?”

“Alright, it’s true. I knew from the beginning. I didn’t tell you because I knew that if I did, you wouldn’t let me do it. But baby, we need the money–badly. I really didn’t think I had any choice. And anyway, if this works out, this could lead to a lot of referrals. These people are connected. I don’t know if you’ve checked our bank accounts lately, but I really had no choice.”

“So, who will you be having sex with? Or do they draw your name out of a hat or something?”

“I’m not planning to have sex with anyone. I told that to Arturo yesterday. He wanted me to bring my sister or another woman, but that’s why I insisted on you coming. We’re just here to cook and serve, and that’s it.”

“And that’s why you were naked in the hot tub sucking on Rosa’s tits?”

“I told you already, they asked me to join them, and–well, the water, the sun, the music and the champagne–it just happened.

“By the way, you were gone an awfully long time. What were you and Liliana doing?”

“Nothing–just picking up some groceries.”

“It took you that long to get four bags of groceries? What did you do, drive all the way back to Miami to get them?”

“She wanted to talk.”

“Talk? About what?”

“Just–nothing, really.”

“So you just talked about nothing? Is that why your face smells like pussy?”

Luis froze. His skin got hot and he began to sweat.

“I didn’t fuck her.”

“I never said that you did. What did you do?”

“She attacked me. She sucked my dick.”

“Is that all?”

“And then we sixty-nined.”

“I see. You’re out of my sight for five minutes and the next thing you do is suck the first pussy that gets shoved in your face. Did you think to call and talk to me about it? Of course not. Yet you have the nerve to come back and gave me a hard time about sucking on Rosa’s tit. Nice.”


“You what? You’re a fucking hypocrite, that’s what. I can’t believe you. Well, let me tell you what’s what. If I get a chance tonight, I’m going to suck a cock and get my pussy licked. And if I can’t make it happen tonight, then I’ve got all day tomorrow. That’s what. Do you have anything to say about that?”

Luis stared at his wife, unable to speak.

“I didn’t think so.”


“Go wash your face and meet me upstairs. We’ve got work to do.”

* * *

As afternoon settled into evening, Luis hid in the kitchen, mixing drinks, preparing hors d’oeuvres, and otherwise doing his best to keep himself busy and stay out of trouble. He felt overdressed in his cargo shorts, sandals and loose-fitting shirt. Despite encouragement from the three naked ladies on the deck to join them in the hot tub, Sonia kept her wrap tied around her hips. But that was all she wore–she was naked above the waist, as well as beneath the wrap. While Luis hid in the kitchen preparing various concoctions and light snacks for the ladies, Sonia shuffled back and forth– serving the latest offerings and clearing the dirty dishes and glassware. Each time she returned to the hot tub, at least one of the ladies squeezed a breast, felt her ass, or held her in a wet, lingering kiss. Her sensitive nipples were sticking out on her swaying breasts like ripe raspberries in the summer sun. Her ample ass wiggled with every step, and the subtle aroma of arousal lingered every time she left the room.

Kika’s phone rang shortly after seven o’clock. Arturo phoned to say that the men were passing under the Seven Mile Bridge, and would be docking at the house in less than thirty minutes. Luis cleared his workspace and commenced dinner preparations. The menu was rather simple and he had already performed most of the prep work while mixing drinks, so he eased into final preparations with little pressure. By the time the horn sounded signaling that the boat was in the channel, all that was left for Luis was to fire the lobsters and mix a fresh round of cocktails. Sonia walked around gathering glasses, plates, silverware, and empty champagne bottles. When she was finished tidying the place, she set out clean plates, utensils, and fresh napkins.

“We’re heeere!” a male voice boomed from the staircase. “And we’re ready to get naked!”

“C’mon up, there’s cold drinks, hot food, and three wet, naked women waiting for you!” Kika responded. “Take your pick on what order you’re going to enjoy them.”

“Do I have to choose?” another voice called. “I’ll take a little of each.”

“I’ll take a lot of each,” a third voice added.

“Mind your manners,” Rosa replied. “Don’t forget, we have visitors with us tonight.”

A tall man with broad shoulders, a shaved head, a goatee and mustache rounded the corner and approached the hot tub. He was followed by a shorter, stockier man with a full head of unkempt, salt and pepper colored hair, a goatee and mustache. The third person clearing the deck was a slender man of medium height with a shaved head. His face was clean-shaven. The first man carried a case of champagne, which he set in a corner.

“We’re going to have to save this champagne for tomorrow,” he said. “It got a little shaken up on the cruise down here.”

“Don’t worry, Arturo,” Kika answered, “we have plenty to drink.”

“Gentleman,” Rosa interjected. “I want to introduce you to our new friends. This sexy lady is Sonia. Sonia, the tall man with the shiny head is Arturo. The short hairy guy is my honey, Ernesto. The skinny guy with no hair is Antonio.”

“He’s only hairless from the neck up,” Liliana giggled. “Below the neck is a whole different story.”

“Now, now, baby,” Antonio replied. “We don’t want to scare the pretty lady away. She’s going to find out all about us soon enough.”

“Thank you for coming,” Arturo said. “I hope you will have as much fun helping us out as we will have with you here.”

Sonia extended a hand, but Arturo reached his large arms around her and drew her toward him for a tight, lingering hug. Sonia felt his hairy chest tickling her sensitive nipples, which caused a sudden burst of heat to rush from her breasts to her face. Arturo released her a second later. Sonia backed away–her face flushed and her crotch slightly moister.

“Thank you,” she gasped through a wide smile. “I’m happy to be here. I have to say, this is the first time I was ever topless while being introduced to someone. You’ll have to excuse me, this is all very new for us.”

“Oh yes,” Arturo perked up. “Where is your assistant?”

“My husband is fixing drinks for everyone. He’ll be out in a second.”

“Husband?” Antonio asked.

Arturo and Ernesto both frowned.

“Oh, just wait until you meet Luis,” Liliana gushed. “He’s such a sweetheart.”

Sonia shot daggers at Liliana for just a second as Kika and Rosa giggled, then recovered and forced a smile. Arturo met his wife’s gaze, nodded, and returned her smile.

“This isn’t exactly what I expected, but it should work out OK,” Arturo replied. “This should work out very well, actually.”

Luis emerged from the house with a tray of drinks.

“OK, I have a pina colada for you, and a pina colada for you as well,” he said as he handed drinks to Kika and Liliana.

Luis handed a glass to Rosa. “Here’s your vodka tonic.”

Luis handed a tall glass to each of the men. “And I have a rum and coke for all three of you. I’m Luis; very pleased to meet you.”

“Hello, Luis,” Arturo said. “We’ve met your lovely wife already. We’re very happy that the two of you are here to help us enjoy our little vacation.”

“Thank you,” Luis replied. “We’re very happy to be here. Just tell us whatever you need, and we’ll do our best to get it for you. We’re here to take care of your needs.”

“And he means it, too,” Liliana giggled. “Very helpful, that one is.”

Kika and Rosa laughed with her. Sonia glared at Luis.

“Your dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes. That should give you time to freshen up, if you need to. I know it was a long ride down from Miami.”

“Thank you, Luis,” Ernesto said. “Just go do what you have to do, and we’ll be ready whenever you are.”

Luis and Sonia returned to the kitchen. The crowd on the rear deck laughed and joked with each other as the men recounted the details of their boat ride from Miami. Arturo stuck his head inside and set his glass on the counter. Sonia blushed when she saw that he was fully nude. Arturo smiled at Sonia, grabbed a chilled bottle of champagne, and returned to the deck. Twenty minutes later Sonia called everyone to the table. Arturo approached the dining table, where he found six naked bodies seated for dinner.

“I’m glad to see everyone has made themselves comfortable,” Luis said as he tried his best to avert his eyes.

“That’s why we’re here,” Kika interjected. “To get comfortable with each other.”

“Yes, I see that,” Luis continued. “Tonight we have for you lobster enchilado, white rice, fried platanos, a tossed field greens salad with a mango and white wine vinaigrette, and Cuban bread. Let us know if we can get you anything. Enjoy”

“Anything?” Liliana teased. “When I finish my lobster, can I have some meat?”

“Behave, Lili,” Ernesto chided, while pinching her butt cheek.

Luis returned to the kitchen just as Sonia emerged bearing a pitcher of water. As she made her way around the table filling glasses, so many hands caressed her ass and thighs that she never was quite sure who was touching her at any given moment.

“See what you started?” Sonia whispered as she returned to the kitchen. “That woman wants you.”

“What I started?” Luis replied. “I didn’t book this engagement. I didn’t know these people were all wife-swappers. I think you need to reassess the situation before you start blaming me for all this. I just came her to cook and serve food. Anything else that happens is your responsibility.”

“Look, honey,” Sonia said. “I know I should have told you they were swingers. And I guess I should have expected something to happen. But we’re in this together, now, and we have to make it work. If these people have a good time and enjoy our food, this could open up a lot of doors for me. Will you promise me you’ll do whatever it takes to make this work? Please?”

“Does that mean looking the other way when those men are all feeling you up?”

“It only bothers you when the men are feeling on me?”

“Well, you know, it’s kind of hot when the women are…”

“What if one of the women wants to make love to me?”

“Does one of them want to?”

“I think so.”

“Which one?”


“That would be interesting.”

“Would you like to watch that?”

“I suppose.”

“What if her husband wanted to watch?”

“Um, well, I suppose I could see why he would want to.”

“What if he wanted to do more than watch? What if Ernesto wanted to fuck Rosa while she was making love to me?”

“Is that what he wants?”

“I don’t know. I’m just asking?”

“I’d have to think about that.”

“What if I wanted you to fuck me while I was sucking on her big, soft titties? Would you like that?”

“Hell yes! Of course.”

“Then what would be wrong with him fucking his wife while she sucked on my titties?”

“Have the two of you already made some kind of arrangement?”

“No, not at all. I’m just trying to find out what you’ll do to make this weekend a success for us.”

“I see.”

“How about this: would you like to fuck Rosa while she’s licking my pussy?”

“Baby, I think you’re getting carried away.”

“Just answer the question. Would you fuck Rosa while she licks my pussy?”


“You’re a fucking liar. You know you would–that’s been your fantasy for years.”

“Let’s get back to work.”

“I’m not done talking to you.”

“We have work to do.”

“I can talk and work at the same time.”

“I can’t.”

“Stop being an ass.”



“We have work to do. Let’s get it done.”

“We’ll continue this later.”

Sonia and Luis prepared dessert in the kitchen while the three couples in the main room ate, drank and laughed. When the clinking of forks on plates died and the conversation returned to a low roar, Sonia cleared the table while Luis poured Café Cubano into tacitos. The two emerged from the kitchen with the final course of the evening just as Arturo was opening another bottle of champagne.

“You’re just in time,” Arturo bellowed. “Will you join us in an after dinner drink?”

“No thank…” Luis started.

“Yes, I’d love to,” Sonia smiled. “Thank you for offering.”

Luis glared at Sonia, then went to the bar to retrieve two more flutes. Arturo poured the champagne, then raised his glass in the air.

“To good friends, a wonderful meal, and the freedom to enjoy both,” he said.

“Cheers,” the rest of the group responded.

Luis quickly downed his champagne, then returned to the kitchen. Sonia stayed in the main room, laughing with the nudists and clearing the table as they finished dessert. She brought a tray of dirty dishes to the kitchen while Luis served the two of them the remnants of the meal.

“They asked us to join them in the hot tub after we’re finished in here,” she said.

“Oh really? And what did you say to that?”

“I said I would mention it to you.”

“You couldn’t just say ‘no thank you’?”

“I didn’t want to be rude.”

“Do you want them to think you’re interested?”

“I don’t know. Yes. Yes, I do. If that will help me get more business from this group, then I do want them to think I’m interested.”

“Wonderful. Has the sight of all those cocks swinging in your face made you lose your mind? What are you going to do when one of those guys wants to explore your interest? Have you thought of that?”

“I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.”

“And until then, what are you planning to do?”

“I guess I’m going for a soak in the jacuzzi. You can join me if you want. That’s up to you.”

The two stood in the kitchen eating dinner in silence. When they were through, Luis mixed another round of drinks while Sonia cleaned up. He set them on a tray and was heading toward the deck when Sonia stopped him.

“Let me take that tray. I’m afraid that if you go out there in your current mood you’re going to say something stupid and get us fired.”

“Oh, so now I’m stupid?”

“You’re acting stupid.”

“You’re–go ahead. Take the tray. I’m going to bed.”


“Do what you have to do. I’m not going to argue. Good night.”

Luis walked out and headed for the stairs. Sonia paused for a second, and then picked up the tray of drinks and headed toward the Jacuzzi. Luis heard her passing out the refreshments as he closed the bedroom door behind him. He took off his clothes, took a quick shower, turned on the TV, and then got into bed.

Sonia entered the room an hour later. The towel she was wearing failed to capture all the water running down her legs and dripping from her hair. She dropped the towel and got into bed with Luis.

“I’ve got some good news and some bad news for you,” she said. “Which do you want to hear first?”

“What I want to know is how many dicks you fucked?


“Really? Then what took you so long coming to bed?”

“I told you, I was going for a soak. These are my clients, I have to shmooze them a little, you know.”

“So that means you have to get in a hot tub with a bunch of naked guys?”

“Three. There were three naked guys–and four women, including me.”

“And you’re telling me that they all kept their hands off you?”

“I wouldn’t say that. I got felt up quite a bit, and I was never really sure who’s hands were on me, if you want to know the truth. But I didn’t fuck anybody.”

“Do you expect me to believe that you were in a hot tub with six swingers and nobody wanted to fuck you?”

“Oh, they wanted to, alright. You don’t have to worry about that. But I didn’t let anyone get inside me. They’re all gentleman. You should get to know them better.”

“I think I know them well enough, thank you.”

“Well, tomorrow you are going to get your chance. They’re going fishing tomorrow morning, and you’re going with them. That was the good news, by the way.”

“So what’s the bad news?”

“We have to get up at five to fix food and pack the coolers. They want to be on the water by six.”

“Wonderful. And what will you be doing?”

“I guess I’m spending the day with the ladies. I hope your girlfriend doesn’t miss you too much.”

“Who’s my girlfriend?”



“She kept asking if you were going to join us in the hot tub.”

“Let’s go to sleep. I have an early morning ahead of me.”

“Hey–I’m just saying–you’re the one who ate her pussy, not me. Apparently she liked it.”

“Shut up.”

* * *

Luis was up before the alarm sounded. He shut it off so that it would not awaken Sonia, dressed, and headed for the kitchen.

“Good morning, my friend,” Arturo said. “We missed you last night.”

“Well, I was kind of tired. It was a long day with the drive down here, and all that.”

“Glad to see you up so early. Are you giving your wife a hand?”

“She’s still asleep. I didn’t want to wake her.”

“You’re a good man. There’s some roast pork and a ham in the refrigerator, and a bag of Cuban bread in the pantry. Just fix us about eight or ten Cuban sandwiches, and we’ll be good. Throw in some bananas and any other fruit you can find. We can pick up some chips and snacks at the bait shop. Just have Sonia at the dock before six.”

“Why Sonia? She’s sleeping.”

“She can sleep some more on the boat until we get into the Gulf Stream. If we’re not on the water by six, there’s no point in going out.”

“Why do you need both of us?”

“We don’t. You’re staying here.”

“I thought–she said–I thought I was going and she was staying.”

“No, my friend, we’ve had a slight change of plans. Sonia is coming on the boat with us, and you’re staying here with the ladies. That works better for everyone.”

“We can’t do it that way. Sonia doesn’t even like fishing.”

“It’s not about fishing, my friend. Believe me, you’ll have a much better time here. And don’t worry, we’ll take good care of Sonia.”

“Arturo, I don’t know what you think is going to happen out there, but we’re not swingers. My wife is not going to fuck you guys.”

“Who said anything about fucking? We just want to enjoy the company of your lovely wife while we fish.”

“I know what you people do.”

“Liliana tells me you do quite well yourself. I’m sure this will be a day that you’ll never forget.”

“She told you?”

“Of course.”

“Does Antonio know?”

“Liliana doesn’t keep any secrets from him.”

“He’s not upset?”

“Why should he be? You made his wife happy. That makes him happy. We are very happy people in this little group.”

“I don’t have any choice, do I?”

“Not true. The two of you can pack up and leave right now, and I’ll pay you for last night and even this morning. We won’t ever hire you again and we won’t be able to recommend you to any of our friends and colleagues. It’s business. I’m sure your wife will understand.”

“That’s what I mean. I don’t have a choice.”

“Just get her to the dock before six.”

Arturo offered his hand to Luis, who hesitated for a second before shaking it.”



“When you’re finished here, go back to sleep. You’re going to need the rest.”

* * *

The engines were already running when Sonia stepped onto the forty-seven foot Bertram. It was by far the largest boat she had ever boarded–and even though it was at least fifteen years old, it was the most luxurious, as well.

“Put your things in the cabin,” Antonio said to Sonia. “You can sit on the deck with Ernesto and I while we motor out to the gulf stream, or you can catch some sleep below. It’s up to you.”

“How long will it take to get there?” Sonia asked.

“About an hour,” Ernesto answered. “We have to stop for bait and fuel, and the ocean is a little choppy today. At least an hour.”

“I’ll try to get a little sleep. I think it’s going to be a long day.”

Sonia descended the steps to the cabin.

“She has no idea,” Antonio chuckled once Sonia was out of earshot.

“Maybe she does,” Ernesto replied.

“Why do you say that?”

“She saw the six of us fucking in the hot tub last night. She knows what this little vacation is all about. She could’ve insisted upon staying back with the other women if she weren’t interested. I think our chubby little caterer is up for some fun today.”

“I hope so. I missed out last year.”

“That was your own fault, my bald-headed friend. Arturo and I had a great time. That’s what you get for being too choosy.”

“That’s just not my style.”

“Hey–your loss, not ours.”

“Don’t remind me. I wasn’t the only one, you know. The women didn’t like those girls, either.”

“Like I said–their loss, not ours.”

“Liliana bitched at me for a week. Arturo really screwed that up.”

“Rosa wasn’t happy about it, but she didn’t give me a hard time. She knew I was having fun, so she let it go.”

“They’re not complaining this time. They’re gonna wear that poor sonovabitch out today.”

“I hope he has enough strength left to fix dinner tonight. That’s what we’re paying him for.”

* * *

An hour and fifteen minutes later, Sonia was awakened by a light tap on her shoulder. The noise of the engines was reduced to a low hum, but she could feel that the boat was still moving. She opened her eyes to see Ernesto standing next to her bed. He was completely naked. She startled at the sight, then remembered that she already saw all of him the previous night.

“Wake up, sunshine,” Ernesto said. “Arturo wants to see you on the bridge.”

“Does he need anything? Should I fix him something to eat, or make some coffee?”

Sonia scrambled out of the bed and looked on the floor for her flip flops.

“Relax. Just take your tube of sun screen. The sun is already getting warm.”

Sonia waited for Ernesto to leave before she slipped into her modest, two-piece bathing suit and tied a wrap around her waist. She looked in a mirror and shook her wavy black hair, then realized it was pointless in the humidity. She removed her sunglasses and sun screen from her bag and walked out onto the deck. Antonio–who was also naked–was standing at the side of the boat with his eyes fixed on the horizon.

“Up that ladder,” Antonio said, as he pointed to the cabin. “Can I give you a hand?”

“Thanks, but I’ll be alright,” she responded.

Sonia tucked her tube of sun screen between her tits and ascended the ladder. The first thing she saw when her head reached the upper deck was Arturo’s bare ass. He was standing in front of the helm with one hand on the wheel and the other on the throttle. Except for a white captain’s hat, he was completely naked.

“You wanted to see me?” Sonia asked.

Stepping onto the deck, Sonia paused to take in the view. From atop the bridge, all she could see was blue in all directions. The cloudless blue sky met the deeper blue of the ocean in the morning sun. Even though it was still low on the horizon, the sun was so bright that she could not look to the east without sunglasses.

“Sonia,” he said. “Come and join me.”

“It’s beautiful out here–so clear and clean. Everything is so fresh, so pristine.”

“According to the radar, the closest boat is over a mile away. We practically have the ocean to ourselves.”

“Why are we moving so slowly?’

“We’re trolling. We’ll stop when we get a hit.”

“And then what?”

“Then we reel in dinner.”

“What do you do until then?”

“We make ourselves comfortable, drink, and enjoy the beautiful scenery.”

“You certainly look comfortable enough. Are you enjoying the scenery?”

“I could enjoy it more.”

“How’s that?”

“You could give us a little more to look at.”

“I’m working, remember?”

“There’s no requirement that you wear clothes. We wouldn’t mind if you enjoyed the morning sunshine.”

“I’m sure you wouldn’t.”

“How often do you get an opportunity to even out your tan? Your breasts look rather pale compared to the rest of your body.”

“You do have a point.”

Sonia reached behind her back and untied her bikini top.

“Best be careful with those,” Arturo grinned. “We don’t want to get them sunburned.”

“That’s what this is for,” Sonia replied as she opened the tube of sun screen.

“Very nice. Would you like a hand with that?”

“I’ll probably be hearing that line all day. We might as well get this over with now.”

Sonia handed Arturo the tube and held her arms straight out to either side. Arturo squeezed a generous amount of cream onto his hands and then rubbed them together.

“Turn around. Let’s get your back, first. Drop your arms. They’re going to get very tired if you leave them extended like that.”

Sonia lowered her arms to her sides, turned, and presented her naked back to Arturo. Arturo placed both palms on her shoulders and started rubbing the lotion into her skin. He spent several minutes working her shoulders and neck before moving his hands downward.

“That feels really good. You have wonderful hands.”

“My wife and I go for massages every week. I’ve been watching the masseuse very carefully, and I have her explain to me precisely what she is doing. I’ve learned a lot over the years. It’s a good skill to know.”

“I’ll say. You’re hitting all my sore spots. I’m feeling so relaxed.”

“Just enjoy.”

Arturo worked her entire back, using the cream as massage lotion. Sonia relaxed beneath the pressure of Arturo’s firm hands and the warmth of the morning sun. She slumped over the console, pushing her butt cheeks up and out. Arturo immediately noticed the pressure as her lycra-encased ass pressed against his naked crotch. He leaned forward, reaching for her shoulders and that the same time pushing his stiffening rod against her upraised cheeks.

“What’s this?” she asked while reaching back and grabbing his erect cock.

“That’s my special rod,” Arturo chuckled. “I wiggle the bait the around, and see what I’ve caught. This time I caught you.”

“Are you trying to hook me or spear me with that thing?”

“It doesn’t matter to me either way–just so long as I get you on the end of it.”

“Not so fast, Captain. You haven’t finished protecting me from the sun.”

Sonia stood up and turned around. She looked up at his eyes while pressing her naked breasts against Arturo’s chest.

“I’m still exposed,” she cooed. “What are you going to do about that?”


Arturo squeezed another glob of lotion onto his hand, and then reached for Sonia’s breasts. He made broad circles with his hands as he rubbed the lotion into her skin.

“Is this what you had in mind?” he asked.

“It’s a start.”

Arturo cupped both breasts and then pinched the left nipple, causing Sonia to gasp. He pinched the nipple a little harder, eliciting a low moan from the back of Sonia’s throat.

“Don’t forget the other one,” she purred.

He pinched the right nipple and Sonia moaned again.

“That,” she said, “sends a jolt of electricity right to my clit.”

Arturo pinched both nipples at the same time. Sonia leaned forward, burying her head in Arturo’s chest.

“Harder,” she urged.

He increased the pressure, squeezing and twisting both nipples in opposite directions.

“Ungh! Oh!” she cried.

Arturo pinched harder.

“Is this too rough?”

“Ungh! Don’t stop. I’m going to cum.”



Arturo squeezed her nipples so hard that he feared he was hurting her.

“More–I’m almost there.”

He increased the pressure for a second, then backed off.

“Bite them!”


“Bite them.” Sonia turned to face Arturo. “Bite my nipples.”

Pushing Sonia’s breasts together, Arturo leaned down and closed his teeth around both nipples. He increased the pressure until he feared breaking her skin and tearing the nipples off her areoles.

“That’s it! Yes! Unghhhhhhhh! I’m… cumming!”

Sonia collapsed against the console as Arturo released her nipples from his mouth.

Gordita, you’ve got some amazing tetas. I’ve never experienced a woman as responsive as you. I can’t wait to get my pinga inside you.”

“How about if I take a closer look at what you’re offering?”

Sonia squatted in front of Arturo. She clutched the base of his erect, uncut cock with one hand and pulled back the foreskin with her other. After examining the head and shaft for several seconds, she extended her tongue so that just the wet tip made contact with his spongy dick head. Sonia looked up and eyed Arturo as she bathed the bulbous head with long wet swathes of her tongue. She licked up and down the shaft, maintaining eye contact the entire time. She kept her gaze locked on Arturo’s face until she saw the cue she was waiting for–his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

When Arturo broke eye contact, Sonia swallowed the entire length of his shaft. At the same time, she reached between his legs and placed the tip of her index finger against his anus. Sonia swirled the digit around his tight sphincter for several seconds, until she felt it relax. She then pushed her finger inside his ass, all the way to the last knuckle.

“Unghhhhhh!” Arturo groaned. “Mmmmmm.”

Sonia bobbed her head back and forth, alternately swallowing Arturo’s entire cock and then releasing it all the way to the tip. At the same time she slid her finger in and out of his ass, burying it completely in his anus, and then pulling it all the way out. She continued her dual assault on Arturo’s erogenous zones until she started to taste the first drops of pre-cum oozing from his cock. With her finger buried in Arturo’s ass, Sonia grasped his shaft and licked the juice seeping from the head.

“Well, are you going to fuck me, or should I suck you until you blow your load down my throat?” Sonia asked.

“You’ve swallowed my bait, but I still need to get you hooked,” Arturo responded.

Arturo helped Sonia to her feet, then turned her around and bent her over the console. He pulled her bikini bottom to the floor. Sonia stepped out of the swimsuit and spread her feet. Arturo stared at her ass, admiring the wide cheeks and deep crevice in the morning sun. He then reached for the tube of sunscreen, squeezed a generous amount onto his hand, and applied it to his throbbing cock. He rubbed his slippery cock up and down the crack of Sonia’s ass several times, and then placed the tip against her rosebud. Arturo grabbed Sonia’s hips, tilted his his hips forward, and pushed. The slick tip easily penetrated Sonia’s sphincter.

“Hey!” Sonia cried out. “I thought you were going to fuck my pussy!”

“Mmmm!” Arturo moaned. “Not today. As long as we’re out to sea, your ass is mine.”

“What do you think you are, a pirate plundering my booty?”

“See the hat? I’m the captain of this ship. Unless you want to walk the plank, you follow my orders.”

“So long as I agree with your orders, no problem. Now start fucking me, captain.”

“I give the orders around here, remember?”

“Aye aye…roger…whatever. Just fuck me, alright?”

Arturo drew back, and then pushed forward again. He burrowed his cock halfway into Sonia’s plump ass on the first plunge. He pulled all the way back and then thrust forward again. The entire shaft was buried in her butt.

“Mmmmm, that’s it, Captain. Fuck me.”

Sonia grabbed the console with both hands, pushed her ass backward to meet Arturo’s thrusts, and moaned. Arturo slowed the boat to a crawl, grabbed a handful of Sonia’s hair, and pulled her head toward his. He lowered his face to Sonia’s and planted a kiss on her neck.

“Bite me,” she panted.


“Bite my neck. Suck it.”

Arturo opened his mouth, sucked her salty skin, and then closed his teeth on her flesh. Sonia thrust her hips into his and moaned.

“Harder,” she panted. “Suck it harder.”

Arturo drew more of her tender flesh into his mouth. He closed his teeth and sucked. Sonia rocked her hips back and forth, meeting every one of Arturo’s thrusts with an even more forceful thrust of her own.

“Fuck me. Fuck my ass. Deeper…deeper!”

Arturo bit her neck and sucked one more time, then pushed her head down against the console. Sonia let out a loud groan as her body responded to the stimulation. Arturo backed up a half step to get better leverage, and then thrust in and out with increased vigor. He used his foot to nudge Sonia’s ankles, prompting her to spread her legs wider. He grabbed two handfuls of Sonia’s well-padded hips and pushed, driving his cock as deep into her ass as her flesh would allow.

“Mmmmmm! That’s it! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass!”

“You like that? You like that cock in your ass?”

“Yes! Yes! Fuck it! Fuck my ass!”

Arturo and his wife had shared their bed with countless men, women and couples over the past twenty-five years. Never before had he experienced a woman who enjoyed anal penetration with such enthusiasm. Even his own Kika–renowned for her love of double penetration–did not take a cock in her ass so well.

Sonia had never felt better. It had long been a fantasy of hers to have sex on a boat in the middle of the ocean. She was wet the second she stepped on the boat with the three naked men. Arturo somehow pushed all the right buttons–biting her nipples, sucking her neck, stimulating her ass–she wouldn’t say it out loud, but at that moment Arturo could have done anything with her and she would have enjoyed it. His thick cock filling her ass was just perfect.

“Oh, gaaaaaawd I’m cumming! Fill my ass! Cum with me!”

Arturo slammed his groin against Sonia’s bouncing butt cheeks. His cock thrust in and out of her tight asshole, sending searing waves of pleasure to his brain. His dick felt alive as it penetrated Sonia’s sphincter over and over, stabbing her tender flesh with hard, precise thrusts. Sonia’s moans and grunts drowned out the roar of the engines as she met Arturo’s thrusts with her own backward lunges. Her fingers dug into her pussy; her body was an inferno, radiating from her ass and clit, and engulfing every inch of flesh and every nerve ending connected to her brain. The salt air and sun were aphrodisiacs, amplifying the pleasure rippling across her skin. Her body was slick with sweat. She was aware of her own musk, but that thought dissipated as yet another orgasm wracked her body.

“Cum with me! Ungh! Come with me!”

“Ungh! Mmmmmmmmm! Ungh!” Arturo groaned.

He clutched Sonia’s fleshy hips, drew his cock backward, and then once again slammed into Sonia’s soft, quivering butt. He felt a surge of cum erupting from his balls, rising up his shaft, and exploding deep in Sonia’s ass. His entire body tingled as jets of cum shot out of his cock, filling Sonia’s anal canal with his slippery seed.

“Yes! Fill me! Yes! I’m cumming! Yes!”

Arturo’s thrusts slowed, and then he collapsed on top of Sonia. His cock slid out of her ass and hung limp against her thighs.

“Wow!” Sonia panted. “That was amazing.”

“You’re an amazing woman. Do you fuck like that all the time?”

“When I’m that turned on I do.”

“Then I guess today was my luck day.”

“Is this what all your fishing trips are like?”

“They’re supposed to be. Last year was a bust.”

“What happened?”

“Nothing, unfortunately. I hired these two Dominicanas–morenas–to cook for us and join the men on the boat. Beautiful girls, both in their mid-twenties. They said they were sisters, but they might have been lying about that. Anyway, it was a big mistake.”

“How so?”

“First of all, the girls couldn’t cook for shit. Their food was inedible.”

“That’s a problem.”

“That was only the beginning. I didn’t know it at the time, but Antonio had never fucked a black girl. ‘Negras are for doing laundry and cleaning toilets–they’re not getting near my dick,’ he said.”

“So what did you do?”

“Ernesto and I spent the entire day in the cabin getting our dicks sucked by the two morenas while Antonio got drunk and sunburned.”

“Not so bad for the two of you.”

“It was OK, but that wasn’t the end of it. Once we got back to the house, the girls wouldn’t play with our wives. They said they weren’t lesbians, but I think it was really the age difference. When I hired them, they said they were down for anything; but once they were here, not much at all. In the end, it was pretty much a disaster.”

“Let’s hope this trip turns out better.”

“It already has. After that workout, I think I’ll spend the rest of the day fishing. I need to save some strength for this evening. You should probably go below deck. I’m sure Ernesto and Antonio are waiting for you.”

“I don’t know if my asshole can take another pounding like that. You really gave it to me good.”

“It was my pleasure, believe me. But don’t worry, they won’t be messing with your ass.”

“The captain is the only booty pirate on this boat?”

“I won it last night. After you went to bed, the three of us played dominoes. The winner got your ass.”

“I see. Interesting games you people play. Did your wives know about the stakes?”

“Of course. They were playing their own game next to ours.”

“Who won?”


“What did she win?”

“Your husband.”

“Oh, really? I guess he’s in for a surprise.”

“Kika has big plans for him. I hope he can keep up.”

“I’m sure he’ll do alright. She won’t be disappointed.”

“Perfect. I think it’s a win-win all the way around.”

“I’m not complaining.”

“Good girl. I think you need to go below deck and start taking care of Ernesto and Antonio. I won your ass, buy they still have claim to your pussy. You don’t want to disappoint them.”

“I’ll do my best. So, we’re done here?

“For now. I’ve got to find a fishing hole so we can start hauling in some dinner.”

“Then I’m dismissed?”

“Yes you are. But you can always come back up and see me if you get bored.”

“Aye-aye, captain.”

Sonia picked up her bathing suit, tied her wrap around her waist, and descended the ladder to the main deck. Ernesto was waiting for her at bottom of the ladder. He took her bathing suit, and then helped her climb down the final two steps.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” Ernesto asked.

“I thought I was supposed to be serving you,” Sonia replied.

“There will be plenty of time for that. I just want to make sure you don’t get dehydrated. You were out in the sun for quite a while.”

“Why, thank you–you’re such a gentleman. I’ll take a bottle of water, if it’s not too much trouble.”

“None at all, sweet lady. Why don’t you step inside the cabin and get comfortable, while I get you something to drink. Antonio is finishing his breakfast, but he’ll be joining us in a few minutes.”

“Lead the way, kind sir.”

* * * * *

Luis awoke to a tickling sensation on his cheek. He turned his head, but the sensation followed him. He swiped his hand across his face and felt a heavy mass of flesh. Opening his eyes, he saw two enormous tits swinging back and forth. The nipples grazed his cheeks and slid over his nose. He blinked, rubbed his eyes, and then tried to go back to sleep.

“Suck them,” a soft, feminine voice instructed.

“Hmm?” Luis grunted as he started to realize that it was morning and he was waking up in a strange bed. He blinked twice, opened his eyes, and looked up into a mile of cleavage topped by curly red hair surrounding a round freckled face with a wide smile, hazel eyes and an upturned nose.

“Wake up, baby. My titties want some attention.”

Luis sat up and surveyed the room. Sunlight was streaming in from the slits in the blinds. Rosa’s plump, nude body was leaning over the bed. Her enormous boobs were hanging in his face like ripe melons in the morning sun. They were by far the largest breasts he had ever seen–even Sonia’s “D” sized breasts were mere mosquito bites in comparison.

Luis lifted his head and looked over Rosa’s shoulder. Her wide back was arched, and her broad, bulbous buttocks were sticking out and up, presenting an inviting target for his rigid cock. She was short–probably around 5’2″, but her massive ass and gigantic breasts were the biggest he had ever seen. As much as he wanted to take his first piss of the day, he knew that the proximity of Rosa’s lush, naked body would prolong his erection and thwart the relief his aching bladder craved.

“What–where is everyone?” Luis mumbled.

“Well, Cabana Boy, your wife and the boys are out on the boat. Kika and Liliana are on the road driving to Key West. You’re stuck with me for the day.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It better not be a bad thing. I passed up a trip to Key West so I could stay here and play with you. You owe me a good time, Cabana Boy.”

“How so?”

“Kika won you in dominoes last night. I was supposed to drive to Key West with Liliana, but I pretended I was too hung over to drive. Liliana doesn’t know how to drive a stick shift, so Kika had to go with her. I got to stay here alone with you.”

“Why did you do that?”

“Because last night your wife was bragging about how good you are in bed. I could have waited until tonight to find out, but I woke up horny. The boys were already gone, but I knew that you were down here waiting for me like a present under the Christmas tree. So, I invented my hangover. And guess what? I’m better already.”

“You look fully recovered. Is Kika going to be upset with you?”

“Probably–but she’ll get over it. Just bend her over in the hot tub tonight and fuck the shit out of her from behind, and she’ll be fine. She loves to get fucked hard from behind.”

“Thanks for the tip, but who says I’m going to be fucking anyone tonight? My wife and I aren’t swingers, you know.”

“Oh, please–grow up. Maybe you weren’t swingers yesterday morning, but since then the two of you have both lost your cherries. Your wife is probably riding Arturo’s dick right now, and in a few seconds you’re going to be eating my pussy just like you ate Liliana’s yesterday afternoon. I’d say you are both active lifestylers already.”

Luis laid on the bed with his mouth open, too stunned to speak. Rosa climbed on the bed, crawled up his torso, and planted her crotch on his face before he could move or say anything in response. She spread her thighs around his head, grabbed the headboard with both hands, and lowered her pussy to his mouth.

“Take a deep breath, Cabana Boy,” she commanded. “I’m gonna ride you until you make me scream.”

Luis attempted to push her off, but she was too heavy. He tried to squirm free, but Rosa’s weight was too well distributed for him to gain any leverage. How did this happen? My wife is on a boat fucking three different men, and here I am–pinned beneath this woman’s colossal ass. These people are all crazy. His erection–wedged between his stomach and Rosa’s fleshy tits–was already painful. The unbidden image of his wife riding Arturo’s dick, combined with the scent of Rosa’s arousal pressing against his nose, caused his cock to throb involuntarily. She smells incredible. Luis extended his tongue and tasted the nectar that had already collected on Rosa’s fleshy flower. Oh well, as Bobby Knight used to say, “If rape is inevitable, I might as well lie back and enjoy it.

“Lick it, Cabana Boy,” Rosa teased. “Lick my pussy. I shaved it this morning just for you.”

His erect cock throbbing between Rosa’s breasts, Luis licked the dew from her nether lips, savoring the clean, tangy sweetness of her arousal. Rosa rocked back and forth, sliding her breasts around his cock and raising her pussy from his mouth so that he could breath. Luis quickly adjusted to her rhythm, sucking on her labia and catching a quick breath when the pressure on his face lessened. Rosa rocked back and forth at an increasing pace, sliding her juicy pussy all over his face. She rubbed her clit on his chin, mouth, teeth, and even his forehead. His entire head had become a source of friction she was using to achieve her sexual pleasure.

“Mmmmm,” Rosa moaned. “Mmmmm. You like that fat pussy? You like it, Cabana Boy? Lick it. Lick it. Mmmmmm. Lick it.”

Luis opened his jaws as wide as possible and sucked the tender flesh hanging from her crotch. He licked, sucked and nibbled, using his lips, his tongue, and even his teeth to stimulate her sensitive female lips. He pushed his tongue into her vagina, then licked the entire length of her slit. He sucked the sweet juices that flowed onto his face–finding them sweeter and more intoxicating than any liqueur.

“Lick me, Cabana Boy, lick my pussy!”

Rosa rocked her hips and rode his face. She raised her wide ass just enough so that Luis could gulp air into his aching lungs. Luis was unaware of any distress–his sole focus was making Rosa cum. He licked and sucked–taking breaths whenever possible–while Rosa ground her crotch against his mouth. He was dimly aware of his painfully erect cock, but he pushed that thought out of his mind as he sensed Rosa’s urgency.

“Lick it! Lick it! Right there! Right there! Oh! Yesssssssssss!

Luis located Rosa’s clit. He extended his tongue and flicked the tiny nib with increasing speed. Rosa pushed her crotch downward, smothering his face as she reached her climax. Rosa pressed her pussy against his mouth. Luis opened his jaws and sucked her clit between his lips. He gently closed his teeth around her seed and sucked. Rosa exploded.

“Oh, yes! Ungh! Yes! Mmmmmm! Yes!”

Luis felt a surge of liquid filling his mouth. Rosa–caught up in her orgasm–continued to grind her crotch against his face. The surge became a flood, and Luis had no choice but to swallow. He drank the juices that flowed from her pussy; he was both surprised and relieved to find that they tasted nothing like piss. He swallowed two mouthfuls of the tangy fluid before Rosa raised her ass from his face.

“Whew!” Rosa sighed. “I haven’t cum that hard in a long time. I forgot how wet I can get sometimes.”

“Wet?” Luis asked, as he sat up. “I thought you were going to drown me. I’m just thankful that wasn’t piss.”

“Oh, no, Cabana Boy. I wouldn’t pee all over you. But when I cum that hard, I really cum.”

“You’re a squirter.”

“OK, I guess. I’ve never heard it called that before.”

“Really? Never?”

“It doesn’t happen very often. Anyway, get yourself cleaned up. Take a shower, shave, brush your teeth, piss–whatever you need to do. Then come upstairs–we’ve got some fucking to do before everyone else gets back. I can’t wait to tell Kika all about what she’s missing. I think I’ll send her a pic of your cock–that’ll get her panties all twisted in a knot. If she’s wearing any, that is.”

“I’ll be up there soon.”

“Don’t keep me waiting, Cabana Boy. I might have to get started without you.”

* * * *

Luis stripped the sheets from the bed and located a clean set of linens. He picked up the room a little while waiting for the shower to warm up. Once both he and the room were presentable, he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked up the stairs. I don’t know why I’m being modest–no one else around here cares a shred about decency. Hell, even my own wife has become a free-loving nudist. I hope this doesn’t continue after we get back to Miami.

Arriving in the kitchen at the top of the steps, Luis stopped at the refrigerator and grabbed a few bottles of water. He then followed a buzzing noise to the small bedroom, where he found Rosa laying nude on the bed. Her legs were spread wide, her head was tilted backward, and she was pressing a vibrator against her clit. The sheet was soaked beneath her.

“You certainly took your time, Cabana Boy,” Rosa moaned over the buzzing of the vibrator. “I couldn’t wait.”

The aroma of Rosa’s arousal filled the room. Luis felt the blood flow return to his cock; his erection swelled against the towel, forming a tent in front of him. He shed the towel and allowed his cock to rise in the warm morning air.

“Mmm,” Rosa groaned. “What are you waiting for? Get over here and fuck me, Cabana Boy.”

Luis set the water bottles on the night stand and climbed onto the bed. Kneeling between Rosa’s thick thighs, he lifted her heavy legs onto his shoulders, placed the head of his cock against the entrance to her pussy, and pushed. Despite the copious fluids lubricating her thighs, labia, and vagina, he was surprised by the resistance her pussy offered. It took several firm thrusts before his cock was even halfway buried in her cunt. Damn! This fat whore has one helluva tight pussy! Luis adjusted his position, drew his hips and crotch backward, and then pushed forward again, even harder than before. His cock sank to the hilt, fully encased in Rosa’s warm, wet sheath.

“Wait!” Rosa shouted into his ear.

Luis paused. I hope I didn’t hurt her. She’s so fucking tight.

“Pull out.”

Luis withdrew. His wet, slippery cock waved in the air like an angry sword seeking a target.

“What happened?” he asked.

Rosa reached for her cell phone, held it up to her face, and then set it down.

“Nothing,” she answered. “I just wanted to take a picture of your cock before we got started. Remember?”

“Right,” Luis drawled. “Are you done?”

“Hold on. One more. Put your cock in my mouth.”

Luis stood up and walked to the head of the bed. Rosa swallowed his cock, and then held the phone near her face and snapped a second picture.

“That should do it,” she said after taking the cock out of her mouth. “Just one more second.”

Rosa touched a few buttons on her phone.

“What are you doing now? Luis asked.

“I’m sending these pics to Kika. The first one says ‘look what the Cabana Boy is serving me for breakfast.’ The second says ‘mmm, delicious.’ She’s going to be so pissed.”

“Are you having fun?”

“I’m getting even for last year. She and Arturo fucked everything up. This is payback.”

“How so?”

“I’ll tell you later. It’s too long of a story to get into right now. Let’s get back to fucking.”

Rosa rolled over onto her hands and knees. Luis climbed onto the bed and knelt behind her. Rosa reached back and spread her ass cheeks with both hands, presenting her tight pussy and even tighter asshole for his inspection. Luis marveled at the size of her pillow-sized buttocks, and then focused his gaze on deep cleft dividing her cheeks. He lowered his face and licked her ass and pussy as he stroked his cock back to a full erection.

“Fuck me, Cabana Boy,” Rosa urged. “I’m wet enough already.”

Luis slipped his cock into Rosa’s ass crack and slid it up and down. In just a few seconds he was hard enough for penetration, so he nudged it lower and once again placed the head against her vagina. His cock was halfway inside her after one push, and completely buried after two.

“That’s it, Cabana Boy. Fuck me good.”

Luis looked down at Rosa’s massive ass cheeks. Her butt cheeks are even bigger than her tits. He clutched a handful of ass flesh in each greedy hand and started pumping. Rosa rocked her ass backward to meet his thrusts. Within seconds the sound of two wet bodies colliding with one another was echoing throughout the house.

“Pull my hair!” Rosa implored.

“What?” Luis asked.

“Pull my fucking hair, Cabana Boy!”

Luis released his grip on Rosa’s butt cheeks and reached for her hair. He grabbed a handful of her red curls in each hand and pulled her head backward. Rosa’s back arched, her ass was thrust up in the air, and Luis’ rigid cock sank even deeper into her slippery flesh.

“Harder! Fuck me harder!”

Luis thrust in and out, pounding harder and harder with every stroke. His cock was a blur as Rosa’s juices ran down his thighs, splashing against his torso and pooling on the sheets beneath them. He looked down and saw his groin crashing into the orbs of Rosa’s giant-sized ass. Her twin cushions absorbed the force of his thrusts even as he pulled her hair to gain more leverage.

“Fuck me! Fuck me, Cabana Boy! Fuck me!

Luis felt a fresh flow of warm liquid washing down his thighs. The secretions from Rosa’s pussy felt like piss, but the aroma and flavor convinced him otherwise. The idea of bathing in Rosa’s juices caused his cock to throb, and stimulated a renewed assault on her pussy. Luis thrust in and out, vaguely aware of the pressure building in his balls. The sounds, smells, tastes and tactile sensations he was experiencing were pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Rosa cried out.

Luis knew he was close–seconds from his own orgasm, at most. He thrust harder and deeper into her tight, wet tunnel. Her feminine nectar continued to flow. Rosa took every thrust, responding with raw, animal-like lust. Luis hammered her pussy, his body bouncing off her fat ass as he pulled back on her hair.

“Stop!” Rosa shouted. “Don’t cum inside me!”

“Are you kidding?” Luis replied. “I’m almost there!”

“Pull out! Cum on my face!”

“I can’t!”

“Pull out, dammit! Don’t cum inside me!”

His mind warring with his cock, Luis pumped into Rosa four more times and then pulled out.

“Let me lick it!”

Squeezing his cock to delay his orgasm, Luis moved to the front of the bed and offered his cock to Rosa’s hungry mouth. She pushed his hands aside, extended her tongue, and licked the juices streaming down his shaft. When she reached the head she swirled her tongue beneath the glans, then licked the precum seeping from the slit in the mushroom shaped helmet. The stimulation was too much for Luis.

“Ungh! I can’t…I’m …cumming!”

Rosa wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft and cupped his balls with the other. She aimed the head at her face and closed her eyes as the first jet of cum blasted her cheek. A second blast caught her nose, and a third landed on her lips. She stroked the shaft a few times to coax several smaller blasts that sprayed her neck, followed by a half dozen drops that dribbled onto her chest. She stroked it a few more times, and then squeezed. She flicked her tongue against the head, catching the last few drops before they fell to her tits.

Luis opened his eyes and looked, down. Gobs of thick, creamy cum were sticking to her nose, cheeks, chin, and lips. That was probably the biggest load I’ve ever shot in my life.

“What the fuck? Aren’t you on the pill?”

“Honey, I haven’t had to worry about birth control for years. I just wanted your load all over my face.”

“Is that how you usually like it?”

“Oh, I don’t really care. In my pussy, in my mouth, on my tits, on my ass–it doesn’t matter. I love it everywhere.”

“Then why–?”

“So I could take this picture,” she answered, reaching for her cell phone. She held the phone a foot from her face, smiled, and pressed the shutter. “Now to send this to Kika.”

“What’s the caption this time?”

“I think I’ll say ‘uh oh, I got my breakfast all over my face.’”

“Nothing like rubbing it in a little.”

“You want to lick it off me? That would really get her going.”

“How? Why?”

“She has a fetish for guys eating their own cum. It drives her wild–especially if he eats it out of her pussy.”

“I think I’ll pass. I’m not into cream pies.”

“None of the guys are, either. It only happens sometimes when we play with someone new.”

“Do any of you ladies–?”

“I’ll lick it up. I don’t mind. But that doesn’t get her going the same as when the guy does it.”

“I see. Well, I’m sorry to say that I’m just going to have to disappoint her.”

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