I got lucky when I met my wife. 10 years my junior she is fascinatingly beautiful, maybe a mix of Marilyn Monroe and Margot Robbie. Some people say she is a Christina Applegate lookalike, I don't see it. She turns most heads, females included, I'm sure many thinking 'what's SHE doing with HIM?' After a couple years with her I started planting seeds in her head in the form of fantasies, of her being taken by multiple guys at once, while I watched. Well in the last year or so she has started to mention these fantasies while we are fucking, and I can tell it really arouses her, and me in turn. So I decided to actually do something about this about a month ago and the plan came to fruition less than 2 weeks ago and this is that story:
Trying to think of where I could find horny and wild young men, spring break occurred to me. Then trying to think of a secluded and non disturb-able spot, a boat occurred to me. I scanned the web for rental boats and found a cabin cruiser that was affordable, looked nice, and was going to be available during the time spring break was happening. I gathered images of it, and images of my wife, some even of her in compromising positions, and put together the add. It read as follows;
Wildest spring break party EVER!!
'Enjoy fishing, endless beer, and as much sex as you can handle aboard this beautiful girl while enjoying the comfort and companionship of this one of a kind boat. All entertainment is free of charge, just bring yourself and a swimsuit! What's the catch? If you consider being filmed a catch, than that's it. Film will only be used for entertainment purposes of the host and hostess and will not be reproduced or distributed. Serious inquiries require pics of attendees shirtless, one line replies ignored.'
As expected I was absolutely inundated with emails within an hour of posting. Weeding thru them took several nights, including losing control and masturbating to a few I knew were serious, like the great looking couple from a nearby town that answered. It was tough and time consuming, but after back and forth emails I had narrowed it down to 10 people. That's a lot, but I assumed there would be no shows and as I stipulated anyone could be turned away at the dock. The stage set, I needed the actress.
"Honey I think we need a vacation, and I'd like to do something different this year."
"Oh yea what were you thinking?"
"What about like a pleasure cruise?"
"A cruise ship? That sounds fun."
"Well no, I found an ad for a smaller boat cruise, more intimate, and I thought it would be a good chance to make new friends, totally unwind, experience something a little different. How do you feel about that?"
"I tell you what, you plan it, just tell me when, what to wear, and I'm all aboard." Her answer couldn't have been more perfect. I remember feeling my cock swell when she said it, and her smile had me wondering if she hadn't also gotten instantly aroused. She was extremely intuitive.
Wheels in motion, I couldn't sleep all night long thinking of how to make this work perfectly. After some correspondence with the cruisers one had agreed to play the captain, being a boat owner himself. I got access to the boat early and loaded food, a keg of good beer, stashed some marijuana, a few sex toys, one or two quite outrageous and hard to hide, like a sybian and a 10" long black vibrating dildo. I was sure to fully converse with each 'applicant' by phone to reassure myself they were discreet, real, and sane or at least somewhat normal. Most were well built college students except for a few, the couple mentioned earlier, and an exceptionally well hung and handsome biker, claiming he was 100% insatiable, had experience with gangbangs, and had a "doctors bag" he would bring to make it fun and more enjoyable for the hooker. I didn't bother telling him it was actually my wife, but the "more enjoyable" part hooked me.
When the day finally arrived, I had presents for my wife for our trip. A diamond for her scrumptious belly button, a set of white silky lingerie complete with garter and hose, and a teeny white tie side bikini. "Wow. Thank you!" she said, and that was about it, aside from asking how long the trip was, so she knew what to pack.
"As long as you want really." I smiled. This was an intentional hint, and her lack of questions really had him wondering if she sensed what was up, as she just said.
"Ok, how exciting!" She threw a few pairs of underwear, a couple tops, sweater, some yoga pants, flip flops and assorted other clothes and her toiletries into a duffle. "Want me to wear the bikini or lingerie?" She asked, smiling, one set in each hand.
"Mmm, lingerie." I reply, sternly. The stern reply also leaning toward another hint.
"You got it, sir." she said mockingly, and slinked into it, dawning a short dress that just barely covered the straps holding up her hose, and putting on some makeup and jewelry. "I think I may be ready for this, whatever it is." I couldn't help it and let out a giggle.
We arrive at the dock intentionally late, this way I know we will leave shore immediately, because after all loose lips sink ships. This also gives me an opportunity to see everyone's face when we arrive, knowing full well even the pics they've seen do her little justice. As expected I see dropped jaws everywhere, a couple guys applauding, and even a whistle or two. I quickly count 8 heads, thinking to myself wow that's a big crew, but see no one undesirable so decide to go with it. The 6'4" biker with the pony tail immediately brings us a couple drinks, introducing himself. The only other woman on the boat is next to approach, clearly more interested in talking to my wife than one of the 8 horny young men on board. As they get into a conversation the biker approaches me and shakes my hand.
