Almost from the start of our ocean cruise holiday, as I lay by the deck pool in my bikini I couldn't help noticing the appreciative glances and lingering looks from passing men, and of course their bulging swim trunks. An overwhelming desire slowly built up in me - to show my naked body to other men. I'm in my early forties, married and have regular sex, but perhaps it's something that happens to all married women at some time. I just had to do something.
Alone in our cabin I studied myself nude in the full length wall mirror. I'd had my dark hair styled before we came out, I've still got a figure good enough to attract men's lustful eyes, with an all over honey coloured tan. I've got big round breasts which are still firm, decent well waxed legs, and a neatly trimmed tuft of dark cunt hair around my slit. I tried a few erotic nude poses like in the porn pictures I know my husband looks at. I decided I still looked good nude, and perhaps even after a couple of kids I wasn't "past it."
Finally my chance came. Our ship was docked in a port and my husband decided to go on an all day fishing trip. It was hardly my thing and he thought nothing of it when I told him I'd stay on board and perhaps wander round the markets on shore later. As soon as he was safely off the ship I put my plan into action. I stripped naked, put on the white towelling robe that came with our cabin, and set off on a fishing trip of my own.
With my guilty excitement growing with every step I headed for the depths of the ship. We'd found the sauna down there early in our cruise. A notice outside read "No clothing to be worn. Warning - expect to encounter nudity. Over 18's only." The idea came to me at that moment. The sauna was a perfect place to see what I could catch.
With my heart pounding with anticipation, lust and nerves I entered the anteroom of the sauna and took off my robe so I was stark naked. I took a deep breath, I opened the door into the sauna and, trying to look as confident as I could, I stepped in. Two things hit me at once: the stifling heat, and disappointment. The sauna was empty. I was the only person there. My hopes of hunky naked men with their big cocks rising as they ogled me collapsed. But I decided to wait and make the best of it. I sat on a towel on one of the wooden benches and started to rub moisturiser cream into my legs. I didn't have to wait long.
The door opened and in came two boys. I call them boys because they didn't look much older than the eighteen age limit, though one looked older than the other. They were naked but for towels round their waists, and from the way their towels bulged I could see their cocks were erect. They stared at me with incredulity on their faces. I decided to have some fun.
I was still rubbing cream into my naked body. I realised it was an excellent opportunity for me to show off some erotic poses. Pretending I wasn't paying them attention I spread my legs wide to cream the insides of my thighs and between my legs, trying to make it look like I was masturbating. I ran my hands as sensuously as I could over my breasts, flicking my nipples, and as I creamed my back I thrust my breasts out and up so they bounced and swung.
At first I thought they might be gays. But the way they looked at me so I could all but feel their blazing lust for me it was obvious they were as straight and as lustfully interested in a naked woman showing off her body as any boy. I couldn't help smiling to myself. I was thinking oh boy! Look what I've caught! They were just standing there with their towels around them looking embarrassed. I noticed a sign on the wall that read: "Men having an erection must cover it with a towel."
"Don't worried about that sign, boys," I said. "I'm married and I've seen plenty of hard up cocks. Don't be shy."
They glanced nervously at each other as if looking to see who would dare to take his towel off first, then both towels came off almost simultaneously. Their hungry young penises were sticking out hard in front of them swinging stiffly and bending up from their hairy balls.
"Mmmmmmm!" I purred, trying to sound impressed. "I hope you're old enough to be in here looking at naked women."
"Yes we are" said the younger looking boy. "I'm nineteen and he's twenty one. He's my brother."
"He's never seen a naked woman before, except in porn that is," the older boy added helpfully, with a big grin on his face.
The younger boy looked daggers at his brother and his face went bright red, not, I guessed from the heat. I leaned back on my hands as I sat astride the bench, spreading my legs really wide and swinging my boobs up and out. I'd swear I heard their penises creak with the strain. I decided to play it for all it was worth.
"Do you like seeing me nude?" That was a rhetorical question. The "lustomer" indicator sticking up between his legs was reading 100%. "I bet you think of naked women like me when you wank that lovely big cock."