What is there about a beautiful young woman, naked in a boat on a bright sunny day that's so sexy and erotic? Now there is a dumb question if I ever heard one. All I had to do was look at my lovely naked wife on her hands and knees in the bow of our boat and I had the answer to that. My dick even knew the answer as it peeked over the towel laid across my lap.
She was facing forward with her beautiful ass pointed in my direction as we sped across the lake towards Dove Island. Her bikini was on the seat next to her and she was grinning at me over her shoulder. Her knees were braced far apart against the seats in the bow. The brownish ring of her asshole was an invitingly different point of color above the pinks of her sex.
We had started off on a slow boat ride around the lake that had ended with her sunbathing nude on the floor of the boat. Between the vibrations in the hull and the hot sun, it wasn't long before Connie was starting to get that antsy feeling. I could tell from the way her hands would rub her nipples or caress her slick sweaty stomach from time to time.
When I brushed my bare toes over her slick slippery mound, she had grinned up at me and asked, "How fast can you get to Dove Island?"
"Now, why do you want to go there?" I asked teasingly. I knew exactly what she had in mind.
"Because there are far to many boats on the lake this weekend for you to eat my pussy and me to suck your dick where we are now." She said.
"I thought you liked to be watched." I teased again.
"I do but I'm picky who watches. Laying here naked, knowing that some people can see me from the taller boats has me excited and very wet. Between that and the vibrations, and the heat, I'm ready to explode. One little touch on my pussy and away I'd go."
I hovered my foot over her sex. "And if I flicked your clit with my toes?"
She shivered and covered her sex with her hands. "I want your tongue in me when I do and I want to be sucking your dick."
"Then Dove Island it is." I said and jammed the throttle wide open.
Connie laughed and tried to sit up. The chop on the water from so many boats bounced her on the carpeted floor until we got up on full plane and then things smoothed out. She crawled forward between the consoles and laid her arms in the V at the front of the boat. This was her favorite position to ride when we made high-speed runs. The wind in her hair and over her body, she said, was a cool caressing sensation that made her shiver.
It was also a favorite position of mine, as I could fuck her hot wet pussy or better yet, her even hotter and tighter little ass. Connie loved it when I went deep and hard into her in either place. She was a yeller, which drew attention, which made her yell even louder and come even harder. I had a habit of telling her about anyone that might even possible be able to see me fucking her.
From the looks of the shiny wetness around her opening and down the crack of her ass, she would be yelling just from being eaten. Of course my dick would make a fine gag. That is if I let her have it in her mouth. I was thinking more about sticking it somewhere a whole lot hotter. Today might just be one of those days when she would really want something big, hot, and hard up her tight little ass.
My dick twitched at the thought and Connie noticed it. With a grin she wiggled her ass from side to side and then dropped her back to stick her ass up even higher. I licked my lips with an exaggerated motion, which made her laugh and shake her ass again. I beat on the throttle handle like I was trying to make us go faster. She shook her head and laughed again.
*****
I was making the loop out past Potters Point when I noticed a large houseboat running towards us on my left. The top deck was covered with a large young crowd dancing or leaning on the rail. With a grin, I eased to my left so I would pass close to the other boat. Connie was fixing to flash a whole lot of people and didn't even know it yet. With her ass high in the air she would be picture perfect.
"Don't you dare move!" I yelled to Connie about the time I drew even with the houseboat.
She had been looking off to the right, watching a pair of water-skiers. She glanced back at me and then looked left as I pointed. She froze and then gave out with a loud gasp and then an equally loud moan as she laid her head on the seat and wiggled her ass from side to side slowly.
I could see her opening pulsing. By the time we were past the houseboat and the cheers from it were out of earshot, there was a small trickle of clear fluid flowing out of her pussy. She had had an orgasm from being seen by so many people at once. I wanted to stop and bury my face in her pussy but we were in a main boat road and I didn't dare.
Connie groaned loudly as she lifted her head and looked back at me. "Asshole!" She said and then grinned broadly. "Now get yourself up here and fuck me hard and fast."
"If I did, we'd end up in jail. The lake patrol runs up and down here all the time and you know it." I told her. "Flashing or even being discretely naked they tolerate but out and out fucking is frowned on."
"Right at this moment I could care less. I want and need something deep inside me before I die of frustration. That little orgasm in front of all those people just made it worse." She told me with a whimper in her voice.
"Just hold that thought for a few more minutes and we'll hit the side channel to Dove Island. Then you can have a pacifier to hold you over until we get there." I said, teasing her some more.
"Pacifier your ass, I want a bone and I want it deep in my pussy."
I made the tight turn toward Dove Island. As I straightened out, Connie turned and crawled back to where I sat at the steering console. She jerked the towel off my lap and grinned as my rock hard dick came into sight. She licked her lips and came up on her knees.
As she wrapped her fingers around my shaft, she murmured, "This does look good but not as a pacifier."
Standing up, she stepped across my legs and sat down in my lap, her hot wet pussy pressed tightly against the bottom of my shaft. She rubbed up and down for a second and then stood up again. I had one hand on the wheel and was leaning towards the side of the boat to see around her.
As she pulled my dick away from my belly and squatted down, I said, "You're going to make me miss the channel into The Cove."
"You better not." She whispered and then she moaned loudly as she sat down, impaling herself on my dick.
I moaned right along with her. She was hot and wet enough that I figured she'd come almost immediately but she sat still and relaxed. I could feel her inner muscles massaging my shaft with a fluttery, shifting grip. She was taking deep breaths, deep enough to move me slightly inside her tightness.
I eased back on the throttle and turned into the channel that wound around behind Dove Island to the place called "The Cove." It wasn't legally clothing optional but it had been used that way for twenty years. Everyone knew about it locally and you had to be lost to get there accidentally, so there were few problems. It was one of the few places that the lake patrol stayed out of unless they were called for an emergency.
Sex, either on boats, in the water, or even on the sandy beach wasn't uncommon. On the weekend, it wasn't unusual for there to be three or four dozen boats in the cove. Today wasn't an exception. There was a dozen boat rafted off to the left side, another dozen or so boats beached, and another dozen anchored here and there.
I grinned as I said, "It's a good day; there's at least forty boats. Just think of all those people watching you fuck yourself on my lap."
Connie groaned at my words and then whimpered loudly as she turned to look forward. Her turning made my dick move inside her and put pressure in different places. I felt her pussy clamping down and then relaxing as she moved.
She turned back toward me quickly and moaned as a shiver ran up and down her back. "I'm going to come very quickly." She whispered.
I idled the boat across the cove and then chopped the throttle and hit the trim button to raise the motor as we neared the beach. The hull made a soft whispering sound as it slid up on the sand a short ways. Before the boat had come to a complete stop, Connie lifted her hips until she just had the head of my dick inside. Then she sat down, driving me back deep inside her clenching pussy, in one hard stroke.
She gasped loudly as her ass slammed against my thighs and then she lifted up again. She dropped her full weight with a loud grunting moan and then fucked herself on me hard and fast, her eyes on the crowd of boats to our left rear. She had whimpered the first few strokes and then it went up in volume and tone. It wasn't long until she was giving out with a loud grunting yell at the bottom of each stroke she made.
I was surprised she had lasted long enough to make my own orgasm start to rise. Then she yelled even louder and longer as she came. She ground her sex against me in a slow circular motion that I knew rubbed her clit against my pelvic bone. Her yell and her orgasm went on and on as she did.
The yell suddenly cut off and she leaned forward against me, a hard shiver running up and down her body. She nestled her head on my shoulder and kissed my neck. I held her close and held my body still. She would be super sensitive right now and she needed to relax for a while.
*****
Connie was sitting on a blanket with her knees up and spread wide as I walked toward her up the white sand beach. She was leaning back on her hands and was smiling at me. I had taken a swim while she got more sun and now I was going to join her on the blanket.
As I got close to her, she asked, "Can you get the tanning oil from the boat? I need some rubbed on me."
"Only if I get to do the rubbing." I told her.
She grinned and replied, "Who else?"
"I figure there's at least a dozen people around here who wouldn't mind doing it at all. A lot of men, and women for that matter, would just love to get their hands on that trim little body of yours." I said with a grin of my own.
"Bring them on!" She said loudly with a laugh.
"Anyone want to put tanning oil on my wife?" I asked in a loud voice, looking around.
