I was able to get us a forty-one foot catamaran for the trip, and arranged for boarding at the same marina Lisa and I used on our first trip. Now, having some experience with what to expect, I told the guys that we'd be landing and getting to the boat shortly before sundown, and that we'd spend the first night in the marina.
We arrived and all went mostly according to plan. We got snorkeling gear, food, water, ice, fuel, and other essentials at the market, and went to the same little restaurant we tried out the last time Lisa and I were there. It hadn't changed much, and the food was great.
We all retired to our boat, the Fanta-Sea, and by my insistence, we kept things calm and uneventful while still in the marina. There would be time enough for everything when we were sailing from island to island.
Morning came with fairly strong winds, and we had a hell of a time with so few experienced sailors. Several of the guys got a little sea-sick, but Lisa had become quite the sailor over the last few years. She gave them Dramamine and encouragement until we finally dropped anchor in a sheltered cove among other sailboats.
We all prepped the boat for the night, got our flippers and masks, and jumped in for some snorkeling. The magnificent clear waters and beautiful reefs were always exciting, and we swam around to enjoy the sights and relax from the sail.
It wasn't long before Todd swam up behind Lisa and pulled the tie of her bikini top free.
She laughed about it, took it off, and tossed it at him. "You have to hang onto it then." She said. "Don't lose it."
"How about the bottoms?" Eric asked.
She untied them and tossed them to him. "Yours now. Don't lose them. I mean it."
We swam some more, everyone sort of following my naked wife as she made an incredible mermaid. It seemed we had the reef to ourselves, but suddenly there was another couple swimming by. At first they were still just enjoying the reef. Then, the man of the pair realized Lisa was naked. He made a sort of doubletake, and Lisa saw him do it. She fluttered her fingers at him in a cute little wave, and just slowly swam by.
He followed her with his eyes, tentatively checking to see if his partner noticed. Eventually she did, and also did a doubletake, but she didn't seem to keep on following Lisa.
We made our way back to the boat, and Lisa was laughing about the encounter as the guys made imitations of the man's face and his efforts to look, without looking. It was a great start to the vacation.
Lisa, already naked, decided to stay that way. We had dinner aboard the boat that night and enjoyed some drinks in the evening. Then the fun started.
Henry caught Lisa by the hips as she was walking past and pulled down onto his lap. She pretended to resist at first, then allowed him to have her. He just held her for a while, then whispered something at her. She got up for a second, and he pulled down his swim trunks. She sat again, and he rocked her back and forth with his cock rubbing her pussy.
The rest of us just made idle comments about it and kept the conversation going. It felt completely natural and friendly. Nobody was trying to get in on the fun, no move to swarm her with hands and cocks. It was just all of us casually aware that Lisa was everyone's and anyone could have her. No pressure. No urgency. We had twelve days, and we would all have our time with my insatiable wife.
Eventually his cock teasing got her so wet and turned on, she shifted up, grabbed his shaft, and slid herself down on him. They fucked slow and sensual for a change, and Lisa seemed to enjoy it. She made soft cooing sounds that I've only ever heard during our slow, romantic sex.
"Oh, god Henry... that's so nice." His hands gently caressed her beautiful breasts, making her gasp quietly as she approached her climax. She came with her adorable love howl, and all the guys teasingly howled with her... especially Henry who came almost at the same time.
There were four bunks on the Fanta-Sea, so it was doubles for everyone. Of course, Lisa and I were together, and the guys made the best of pairing up. It was late, and sun and swimming takes a lot out of you, so Lisa and I were the first to head off to bed.
As soon as we were alone, Lisa came on to me and said, "It's our first night here. Don't you think we should start it right?"
I agreed and we had some nice, long, gentle love making. Lisa came in quiet gasps and soft moans, trembling like a leaf as she stared intently into my eyes. As her orgasmic high subsided, she kissed me and whispered. "This was a wonderful surprise... and I think this will be the best holiday ever."
She went to the head and cleaned up, then came to curl herself into my arms again. I awoke several hours later, no idea what time it was, but the sun hadn't come up, and Lisa was sucking my cock to life. I brushed my hand through her hair, and she lifted her smile at me that I could barely make out in the dark. "I hope you don't mind." She whispered. "I just really needed your cock."
It was one of those rare moments of intimacy laced with pure lust. Her mouth was nothing short of magical. Her tongue slid out under my cock, stimulating the most sensitive spots as she eased more and more into that silky heaven. Her lips kept getting higher and higher on my shaft, until she was pressed right against my pelvis. She slurped her way off and flashed me a victorious smile. "I did it!" she exclaimed. "I deep throated you!"
"Been practicing without me?" I asked.
She giggled. "Been forced to practice with these guys." She said. "For some reason, they don't understand that my throat has its limits."
A few minutes more of her expertise in deepthroat training, and she made me cum in her mouth, gulping it down with greedy little moans, then curled herself into my arms again and whispered, "Thanks. I needed a snack." We had a little laugh and fell asleep.
The next morning, she patted my arm to wake me in whispers. The pre-morning glow was just starting to light the sky, so I knew it was very early.
"Honey?" she said pleadingly. "Could I go wake a couple of the guys?"
"Of course, babe." I smiled. "Have fun."
She lunged at me for a kiss. "Mmm... best husband ever." And she quietly left our cabin, went to the forward cabin on the same side, and I heard the door open, close, and a couple surprised groggy groans. In a few minutes, Lisa's lusty moans began, and then were smothered. Someone just filled her mouth with a cock.
I got up, new swim trunks for the day, and went up to the main cabin. I was soon joined by Henry and Eric. They listened to the moaning and thumping against the bulkhead for a minute, then Eric just said, "Coffee?"
Eventually, my wife came up and joined us on deck. She was still naked, hair a bit disheveled, and just as stunning as ever. She got a cup of coffee and took a seat on Eric's lap as if it was the most natural thing to do. We all sat at the table, sharing a simple breakfast and coffee as the sun started to warm the day.
Lisa said, "Let's swim to the shore and find coconuts for tonight before we go to the next island. We can make drinks with them."
"I'll get the swim gear." Gus said and was off like a shot.
She got up from Eric's lap and looked down at him. "Bikini?" she asked.
He made like he considered it, then said, "Nah... you look great just like that."
She bent down and gave him a kiss, then wiggled her way to the aft and dove in. We all grabbed flippers, masks, snorkels, and a few nets used to collect things while diving, which we thought should hold a bunch of coconuts.
Dave and Gus helped Lisa get her flippers on, which they seemed less intent on doing than getting a little touching. Apparently, they thought they had some unfinished business from earlier that morning.
Eventually we all went ashore and wandered into the coconut grove. It was very impressive. They were huge, untrimmed, wild coconuts, and dozens lay on the ground, mostly rotten or homes for bugs and land crabs. We found a couple that looked fresh, then spent some time throwing things at some low hanging ones to knock them off.
I collected two in my hands and went to put them in the net. There I found Lisa bracing herself against a tree while Tom slowly screwed her from behind. She saw me and gasped a little smile at me.
"Sorry, baby." She panted. "It must be this Caribbean air and water. I just needed to be fucked."
"No need to explain, love." I smiled back. "Have fun."
I left them to their spontaneous sex and helped collect the rest of the coconuts. By the time we came back, Lisa was on her knees as Tom had a hold of her hair, ramming his full length down her throat. I was a little amazed at how skilled she was becoming at deepthroating cock. We all gathered around to watch the end and it was quite a show.
Lisa looked like she was being forced to suck his cock, but I could see the smile in her eyes. She was loving every minute of this. He shoved it in deep, drew back, shoved in again, then held her mouth there a moment. I could see her struggling not to gag as he pumped his cream right down her throat, and she let out a loud gasp when he finally let her go. Still ejaculating, Tom sent ribbons of cum shooting all over her face to some cheers by the guys. Lisa got cum in her hair, on her face and breasts. She remained kneeling there, panting and smiling. Finally, she took a sample of Tom's cum from her tits with a finger and licked it clean.
Still, it remained an almost relaxed, natural tone. None of the guys rushed to take her again. Nobody made any lude comments. They all just stood watching until I helped Lisa to her feet and we all swam back to the boat.
We got back on the open water and selected the next destination. The plan was to go through customs and head for a small neighboring island for the night. The town that had the customs office had a popular restaurant, and they weren't terribly expensive, which I thought the guys would appreciate since they were buying. As we arrived, the wind started to pick up. I knew our lightweight sailors would be seasick if we continued, so we dealt with customs and took a slip for the night.
After dinner, we sat on deck and made small talk until we heard music getting louder from somewhere. Tom and Henry decided they would go check it out, and came back to report a pretty wild bar.
Before I could even ask her if she wanted to go, Lisa was hurrying down to our cabin. "Give me twenty minutes to change and put on some makeup." She said as she went.
She emerged in a baby blue one piece bathing suit that was sheer but for her breasts and pussy. She tied a wrap around her hips, and flashed her stunning smile at me. "Ready!" she announced.
We had to walk the length of the boardwalk, and then part of the beach to a little shack of a place. It looked like something rebuilt from a ruin, or pieced together from shipwreck and drift wood. The place looked seedy on the outside, but when the door opened, loud music and purple lights poured out.
Lisa looked equal parts nervous and excited. She took my arm, and we went in.
The bar was a collection of surfboards assembled together. There were seats that looked like mini hammocks. Lights flashed and shifted colors as they panned around the room. There was an open space where people were bumping and grinding to the sensual island beat.
Lisa hopped on her toes with excitement. "Look at this place!" she squeaked.
