Beach Fun with Barbra

I was a thirty years old, single guy at the time. I lived in the mid-west, worked as an engineer for an aerospace company and was on travel in California on business. After putting in a full day's work on Friday, I was not looking forward to the red eye flight home.

Fred, a colleague of mine, approached me. "Why don't you just cancel that flight and join me at a party hosted by one of the company vice-presidents tonight?"

"That sounds great, but I already checked out of my hotel."

"I'll have my secretary get you a new reservation," he replied.

It didn't take much arm-twisting to convince me. His secretary made a couple phone calls to reschedule my flight and make a reservation at a motel.

We worked late that afternoon, then went directly to the VP's house. It was a very elegant estate situated on the waterfront of an ocean inlet.

When I arrived, I was greeted by the vice president, who was very friendly and asked me to call him Art. He told me he was glad I could come and asked me to make myself at home. There were already a dozen people there and Fred introduced me to a few of them including Jim who I already had met at work and his girlfriend Sara. I spoke briefly to Jim and Sara, then got in line for the bar. The bartender was pouring my gin and tonic when I glanced across the room and noticed two very attractive young ladies talking and drinking wine in the far corner. One was blonde dressed in a bright yellow halter style dress with a low scooping front that showed off her cleavage. Her face was pretty and the smile on her face was captivating. Her exposed skin revealed a good suntan. The other was a red head wearing an ankle length white dress cut very low in front and with the skirt unbuttoned most of the way up her thighs. I strolled back to where Jim and Sara were standing and asked him who they were.

"The red head is Art's secretary; Susan and the blonde is the wife of one of the managers in accounting. I believe her name is Barbra."

"Your company president certainly has a good taste in secretaries," I added.

The caterer brought out a plate full of deviled eggs, small sandwiches and cheeses and I got in line right behind the two young ladies.

"I sure love this wine," the blonde was saying. "I wonder what kind it is?"

This was a perfect lead in for me as I was drinking the same wine, had an interest in wine and had looked at the bottle.

"It's Chateau Marmoset, 1989. It's a Bordeau." I volunteered.

"It has a light taste and is very dry, just as I like it," the red head replied.

"This will go really well with the cheddar cheese I see here," I suggested.

The blonde turned to me and asked, "Do you have a wine collection?"

"No, I can't seem to keep the stuff around. I seem to drink it as soon as I buy it. My name is Bill," I said extending my hand.

"Hi, I'm Barbra, but you can call me Barb."

"And I'm Susan," the red-head responded.

We loaded up our plates and the girls invited me to join them at their table. I followed them to where they were sitting.

We got to talking and I volunteered that I was visiting the area and asked them if they knew of a good restaurant in town but something not too fancy.

Barb said that she and her husband had a great lunch at the "Lightning Sports Bar" just down the street.

We started talking about sports. We had several favorite sports in common including tennis, skiing, skin diving and biking.

"Susan and I were playing tennis just this afternoon. She beat me bad," Barbra said.

"I've been taking lessons from my boyfriend," Susan stated.

Barbra told me she had just returned from a vacation at a resort that had both tennis courts and golf. She said she played tennis several times there with her husband and a couple other guys. I'm getting pretty good at it so I like to play with the men," she added.

Just then Fred stopped by our table. Fred said that Art had given him the keys to the company yacht, which was parked out in back of the house. He asked Fred to see if some of the guests might like to go for a little ride. "So would you folks like to go for a little outing?" he asked.

"Wow, that would be great," I replied.

"We'd love to," Barbra replied. Susan declined saying she didn't want to be out in the sun too much.

"But let me go ask my husband if he would like to join us," Barbra said. She returned a couple minutes later with George, her husband. Fred also brought his girlfriend Sara.

"Okay, let's go," Fred said and he led us out to the boat. The five of us, two women and three guys all got on and headed out for a tour of the local beaches.

About seven o'clock we pulled into a secluded cove. Fred volunteered that he sometimes went swimming here and asked if anyone would like to go. I said I would love to, but I didn't bring my bathing suit. He suggested we skinny-dip. George spoke up and said that he and Barbra skinny dipped quite often. In fact, he admitted that they were members of a nudist club and often spent their weekends hanging out naked with friends.

"OK, I'm not bashful," I replied.

We all looked at Susan who somewhat reluctantly agreed to skinny dip with us. We all proceeded to shed our clothes. Barb wasn't wearing a bra. She lowered the top of her dress to reveal the nicest pair of tits I had seen in a long time. As her dress dropped to the floor we discovered she wasn't wearing panties either.

Barb's waist was relatively slender, her ass very full and round and her pussy was shaved bare. She did a little jig for the pleasure of those watching (which was everyone). My cock was now half hard and I held my clothes in front of myself to try to conceal it. Susan had a very nice body too. It was clear that while she was a little older than Barbra she took good care of herself.

Barbra and George quickly dove in off the side of the boat and I followed them. We swam to the beach which was about two-hundred feet from the boat. The sand was soft and still warm from the sun. We lay on the beach near an old tree trunk.

Fred and Sara, soon jumped in and swam to the beach near where we were laying. We sat and chatted for five minutes before Susan said she and Fred were going for a walk down the beach.

A few minutes later George reached over to her and ran my fingers through Barb's long wet hair. His cock came to full attention and she touched it gently with her finger tips. I watched as they playfully fondling each other then started kissing, right there in front of me. Neither of them showed any signs of embarrassment. He kissed her nipples and ran his tongue all around her lovely naked boobs. I got up and suggested that maybe I should make myself scarce.

Barbra spoke up saying, "no don't go, we both enjoy having an audience when we fuck."

I was flabbergasted but intrigued by the prospects and wondered just were this might lead. Maybe George had no problem with sharing his lovely wife with me, I thought to myself.

I sat down and watched as they started kissing again and the next thing I knew, she was moving down his chest to his crotch. She kissed the head of his penis, gave it a butterfly flick or two and started sucking him. My cock grew rock hard watching this. A minute or two later she moved over to me and licked my cock, then took it deep into her throat. She backed off and started chewing on my balls but quickly took me in her mouth again. I tried to hold back but I hadn't had sex in many weeks and was horny as hell. Seconds later, I came in her mouth. She swallowed my cum, then moved up and kisses me.

She lay down between George and I spread-eagled. She reached over, took George's hand and guided it to her wet, inviting pussy. I hugged and squeezed her while rubbing her clitoris and sucking her nipples. She oohed and ahhed as he finger fucked her and brought her to orgasm. He then got on top of her, buried his erection in her wet pussy and started fucking her. He brought her to another orgasm before depositing his load in her horny wet pussy.

Afterwards we all relaxed in the sand just above the water's edge. A short while later Fred and Sara returned from their walk and we all swam back to the boat. Barb and George stayed nude but Fred, Sara and I put some clothes on as we powered up the boat and headed back towards Art's house.

I told Barbra that I am somewhat of an amateur photographer. "It isn't often that I get a model as attractive as you. Would you mind posing for me," I asked Barbra.

"Not at all," she said. "George takes pictures of me naked all the time."

I got out my cell phone and took pictures of her posing all around the deck. She walked over to George and started stroking his dick. He posed too standing next to his wife with his hard dick in her hand.

George and Barbra got dressed just a few minutes before we pulled back into the dock. Our host met us at the dock.

"You folks have been gone for quite some time. You must have had fun!" he commented with a big grin on his face. We all shook our heads yes.

The five of us walked into the house and noticed most of the other guests were gone.

Just then Art came over to where we were standing. "Say, I am going out of town for the weekend. I hear you guys had fun. If you wanted to, I wouldn't mind if you spent the weekend on the boat. You know, there are three cabins below."

"Hey, that sounds good to me." I replied.

"I'm afraid I have to go into work and get something done," George said. "But don't let that stop you." Then turning to Barbra he said, "honey, why don't you go with them. I'm sure Bill will take good care of you." He looked at me and winked. I couldn't believe this. He appeared to be offering me his drop dead gorgeous and uninhibited wife for the weekend.

Barbra smiled broadly and said she was definitely on board with this. Fred and Sara quickly indicated their enthusiastic acceptance of this plan.

"Great," Art said. "You can use the phone over there to make any changes in your reservations and head out any time you like."

I retrieved my suitcase from the car, changed my flight until Monday, cancelled my motel and headed for the boat.

I went down below to one of the suites and dropped off my suitcase. I then went back on deck and helped Fred cast off. Before we were fifty feet from the dock Barb started stripping off her dress. She was naked in no time as she wasn't wearing underwear. She lay down on one of the deck chairs and I sat down with her to watch the setting sun, though it was very difficult for me to keep my eyes off her body. The air got cool after sunset so Barb put on some a sweater that covered her upper body and extended just below her bare shaved pussy.

We anchored for the night about 100 yards off shore where the water seemed to be calm. After dinner we all were tired and headed for our cabins. Of course I invited Barb to share my cabin with me and she very quickly accepted.

Barbra and I wasted no time in getting naked, pouring some wine and relaxing on the bed. We kissed and soon she was on top of me fucking my brains out. She came several times and we reversed positions. We fucked for another half hour before I was totally drained and we both drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

The following day I woke up to discover Barbra sucking on my cock. She proceeded to drain me dry before lying down next to me and giving me a good morning kiss.

We got up and I started to get dressed. Barbra said, "You know, I didn't bring a change of clothes and the dress I was wearing isn't very casual. Would you mind if I just stay naked?"

"Absolutely not," I said. I then told her.

We walked on deck, both of us nude where we met the other two. Fred said he liked our choice of attire. Sara just said it was no big deal. We plotted strategy and Fred suggested we head for a deserted island about ten miles from the mainland. We all liked this plan.

We got to the island just before noon. Sara and Fred indicated they wanted to just sit on deck and soak up some sun.

"Let's go for a walk on the beach." I suggested to Barb.

"Yes, I need some exercise," she responded.

We went below and I packed a couple towels, some suntan lotion and a bottle of wine in my backpack. We pulled into an old wooden dock that looked like it had been there since ancient times. We were soon on the beach and started walking, both of us still naked.

We walked along the beach, each stroking the other's ass and occasionally stopping long enough for a sloppy wet kiss. After a short walk we decided to go skinny dipping. I picked her up and carried her into the surf. She wrapped her legs around me, we French kissed and I started rubbing her wet nipples. She responds by grabbing my penis and slowly stroking it until it was hard as a rock. I inserted my fingers into her pussy and finger fucked her for several minutes while chewing on her nipples and she had a very vocal orgasm. I then moved her around facing me and entered her. She moved up and down very slowly on my cock and I stroked her bare wet ass. After much kissing, fondling and fucking we both came.

I suggested we both go in the water for a dip before continuing on and she agreed. We played around jumping through the waves, holding hands and taking liberties to fondle each other. She was clearly still one horny young lady. When we got to shallow water, I tackled her and positioned myself between her legs. I then proceeded to run my tongue in and out of her cunt. I ate her salty wet pussy for several minutes until she started to cum again.

I helped her back to the beach and rolled her in the sand. I told her how sexy she looked all naked, wet and covered with sand. I was hoping the weekend would never end.