JJ Lacey Love boat Edited the 13/12/2019 
 
 
 Chapter 1 
 John and Janet had had their fifteen-meter catamaran for three years now and just loved sailing it. It had four cabins one at the stern in each hull, and one in each bow section of the hulls forward of the saloon. With a bed, you could make up in the saloon, by dropping the table between the two bench seats. Each bed could sleep two, so you could, in fact, sleep ten people if the need arose. 
 The flying bridge had seats for twelve people, and along with the forward deck over the two cabins made a fine place to sunbath. The cockpit between the saloon and stern cabins had two long six-foot bench seats with storage under them. They also made nice beds to sunbath naked on, as you were not visible by anyone on the water if you were laying down. 
 There was a galley in the port hull and a chart table and navigation instruments in the starboard hull. With two steering positions, it meant the boat could be steered, from the controls panel in the forward section of the saloon. Or from the flying bridge, depending on the weather or your preference. 
 With plenty of storage space and large water tanks, it meant they could stock enough food and water for long voyages. Though they had none planned at the moment, John hankered for new sailing grounds. Somewhere where the sun shone much warmer, and a little longer, and a sea of tropical blue. 
 Now with his new computer fitted, a new meaning came to work and play. With new programmes installed and satellite internet wifi fitted, he could work his architects business from the boat. Janet could also do her accountancy work from the boat as well, which meant they could spend more time at sea enjoying themselves, and they could stay in contact with the outside world, and if they needed to see anyone, there was always the webcam to see who you were talking to. Most of their correspondence would and could be done by e-mail, contracts and blueprints would travel quicker. 
 The sailing season in English waters was far too short for John, and if you had to return for work, only short trips could be done, where France or maybe northern Spain was your limit. His home berth was the river Exe in Devon, where he lived, and run his business from Topsham. They tried running the business from their mooring and found it made no difference at all. Then they sailed to France and moored for a week in a small little-known anchorage, and found they had the same results as before. 
 Seeing you would need a weeks holiday to visit Spain, with two days to sail there. To spend two days before you had to leave to sail two days to get home. With this new computer setup, he could work and play from his boat. As he had always yearned for warmer climes, he booked a two week holiday in Las Palmas de Gran Canaria. There is a large marina there, and he had been in touch with the manager, who said he would secure a berth for him. If he didn't mind being shunted from berth to berth, as owners took their boats out on an extended cruise, John could move onto their berth for the time they were away. 
  He also had a twenty-six-foot cat John could use for a week of their holiday, to try out the cruising grounds around the island. The other islands in the group and the coast of Morocco would be better done on his own bigger boat. A trip to the island was arranged for two weeks in September, to start on the fifth. They would stay a week in a hotel and finalise the mooring at the marina, followed by a week on the hired boat, exploring the waters around the island. 
 Janet found the town busy and noisy, as they explored on their second day there. They arrived at the airport at five in the evening, and their hotel opposite the marina at seven. They hadn't ventured out until morning and spent it looking at the shops nearby. Then the afternoon they spent sunbathing, on the beach over the road between the two marinas. They had dinner at the hotel and met a nice couple, which seemed quite friendly, and quite appealing to look at. 
 They met Sera and Alan again at breakfast and had to decline their offer to join them, on a bus trip to some iconic spot on the island, which would take up most of their day. Then Alan became very interested when John told him they had to see the marina manager, about plans, he had to bring his yacht there next year for a season or two. Then John had to show Alan photos of 'The Lady of the Sea's,' though the photos John had taken of her didn't show her at all too well. He had taken them from the shore, with no one on board, so you couldn't see how big she was. Or the comfort you had inside her, and it had been late in the year, and on an overcast day. 
 "Would you mind if we joined you?" Alan asked looking at Sera who was nodding her head in agreement. With abandoning their trip to the mountains as going with Janet and John, sounded more fun than tramping around some ancient site. 
 "Oh please John we live just outside of Tewkesbury, our house is by the side of the river Severn. We love looking at the many different boats that go by, Alan had always wanted to buy one, but doesn't know much about boats." Sera said looking at John, with her appealing big brown eyes, and Janet was smiling, at seeing John melt under that gaze and sealed the request when she said. 
 "I'll have someone to talk to John, while you spend hours and hours talking about boats." 
 So it was at the appointed time of ten hundred hours, on Monday morning. John leads his small party, to the marina manager's office. Then after some friendly handshakes, the manager informed John how his berthing plan would work. 
 "Like most of you owners, you will be in and out a lot, mostly out I would assume seeing you have the boat for it. While a berth owner is out his berth is empty, but he still has to pay to keep it vacant for him. While he is away if someone comes in needing a berth, he pays for the empty berth and the fee goes to the owner of that berth. If you don't mind being shunted from berth to berth, you will only pay for a berth when you are in one." Now that sounded fine with John and Janet, and they readily agreed to the terms stated. 
 "You said you have a cat I can use, do you still have it and can I have it all next week?" John asked after signing his name to the contract and sealing it with a handshake. 
 "Yes there's an eight-meter Heavenly Twin for hire, I rent it out for the owner. You can have it for one hundred a day," he said to John who was quite happy, with what had been said. 
 "Almost the same type of layout as mine, only it's half the size. It has two stern cabins; with a bed in the saloon, and a near central cockpit, a  very nice boat can I see her?" John asked and the manager went to a cupboard and took some keys down. She was a nice craft but looked a little tired, with her sun-faded paintwork, and salt-stained stanchions and windows. She had been well kept inside, and Alan asked many questions. 
 "How do you know you're using the right sail, what's this for, how do you do this. Is this the port side or is it starboard," plus many more as they were shown over the boat. While John checked on what gear was there, as well as the dates on safety equipment. When were the engines last serviced, and started them to satisfy himself? Everywhere he poked his head, Alan was right beside him, he wanted to know everything, and John was pleased to tell him everything. 
 "Tell you what Alan if you're that keen, and you are going to be here next week. Why don't you come out with us on Monday, when we have taken over the boat. We will only go out to get to know how she handles to start with, three or four hours just to get the feel of her. You'll know by the time we come back if you have the sea legs to buy your own boat." Sera and Alan seemed very happy with the idea, in fact, Sera was hugging Janet and thanking John. 
 "Oh yes please John we'd love that, I'm glad we didn't do that trip up the mountain now. Your much more fun to be with, don't you agree; Alan?" He did and hugging Sera, and smiled happily at John as they stepped off the boat saying. 
 "You know John I think we're going to be good friends, and we've only just got to know you. Let's go for some lunch, and get to know each other better." Frank the marina manager had given John a key, to the security gate to the mooring pontoons, and a card to show he had every right, to be in that area. 
 "That card gives you assess to all the marina's amenities, that includes the restaurant and bar' It's cheaper at our bar than in the bars and hotels outside," Frank said with a big smile. 
 "That douse it then lunch is on me, lead the way Môn Captain," Alan said addressing John and giving a mock salute. Frank smiled and pointed to the building that housed the restaurant. 
 "Show the card to the manager, and tell her you're just joined as a new member. Your first drink is on the house, so order a big one." he smiled again, then he too gave John a flippant salute, as he opened the door for them to exit. 
 Over lunch, Alan revealed he was a veterinary surgeon, and that his house was, in fact, an old farm. It had a walled courtyard and an array of outbuildings, some he had turned into an animal hospital. There were surgery and examination rooms, and pens within stables for the recovery of his patients. They also had their own pet animals, a loveable Great Dane called Titan and Monty a Shetland pony. Sera had been Alan's Nurse before they married; their other Nurse was looking after their animals while they were away. 
 Janet got a new client when she told Alan she was an accountant, he didn't want any new building at the moment, but when he did John would get the job. They found Alan and Sera friendly and funny and was beginning to enjoy their company tremendously. Then after lunch, they went back to the hotel, to get their bathers and went to the beach over the road. 
 Sera had looked nice in her short summer dress, with the low neckline. She looked even more appealing to John, in the skimpy costume she now had on. Her breasts were not big, but they looked nice and firm in the small bikini top she had on. As it gave her a bulging cleavage. What really pleased John eyes the most, as she lay sunbathing with her legs slightly apart. Was the material of her bikini bottoms, which was showing the contours of her vagina? ' God that nice to look at!'  John thought and had to cross his legs, as his temperature rose.  
 Alan kept himself busy, pampering the two girls fetching ice creams and cool drinks, at the merest suggestion they wanted one. Sera and Janet were getting on like a haystack on fire. Sera told an already fussing Alan, to sun cream Janet's shoulders, as they were looking a little pink. Janet had to let him do it, as he wouldn't take no for an answer, then he even folded down her shoulder straps, of her one-piece costume, to fully achieve the task. 
 Yes, they had a very pleasant day, and a nice evening meal together. Then sat having drinks and listened to a four-piece band, where Alan asked Janet for a dance. She went shy and blushed a little, as he complimented on how lovely she looked in her black cocktail dress. 
 As he held her close to dance to a slow romantic ballad, his hand in the small of her back pressing her to him. Sera was also out on dance floor with John, smiling up at him as he also held her close. As she was almost a head shorter than he was, his hand was where her bra strap should be, only she wasn't wearing one. He told her he liked the aroma of her perfume, and she had done wonders with Janet's hair. While delighting in holding her warm slender body to him, as they moved together as one. 
 When John and Janet retired to their room, Janet was full of the day's adventure and quite a lot of wine and happy with the new friends they had found. They then enjoyed each other's bodies, while they happily made love, which was heightened by the alcohol they had consumed. 
 The four of them met every day, to enjoy each other's company, on trips to town and the beach. Then Alan helped John with their luggage across too the marina on Sunday morning, where they had drinks. John took Alan around the boat, naming this and that, plus getting Alan and Sera familiar with the safety equipment, should they need it? Just to make them ready, for their day out on the sea the next day. Alan and Sera left late after they had had a few bottles of wine, and Janet again enjoyed some more sexy fun, with John, in their cabin aboard the boat late into the night. 
 This marina suited John very well, with no tides to worry about, he could leave the mooring, at any time he wanted. Then return at any time he desired, no waiting for a sandbar to flood, and with no fast current to fight against. He could pop in and out as he wished and his laptop worked in this area to his satisfaction, so his main computer should do as well. 
 Sera and Alan were early, Janet had to run to the cabin, and hurriedly pull on a dress, over her almost naked body. As they heard them calling from the pontoon, at the end of the gangplank. She brought Johns shorts back with her, as John had been cooking breakfast in just his y-fronts. He quickly donned the shorts, before unlocking the saloon door to let his guests in. 
 Sera with a wide-brimmed sun hat and big sunglasses, and went on tiptoe to kiss him welcome. Only she didn't turn her head so he could kiss her on her cheek but smiled sweetly as she kissed him full on his lips. Then she stood back smiling as John still holding her, by the shoulders took a long look at her. ' God, you look sexy in that!'  he thought as she continued to smile up at him. 
 She had on the tiniest pair of shorts John had ever seen, her frilly white top was unbuttoned. It was tied in a knot under her ribcage, living her midriff bare with her cleavage on view. As she turned to kiss Janet, John saw her tiny shorts showed half of her buttocks. Alan greeted Janet just as friendly as Sera had greeted John as if they had known them for many years. Then as they had already had breakfast, they drank coffee and chatted, as Janet and John eat theirs. 
 They left their pontoon mooring at ten after John had run through all the safety checks again with Alan. John was very impressed with him, as he listened intently and followed John's instructions without question. John even let Alan take the helm once John had cleared the pontoons, and was in the channel to leave the enclosed harbour. As he went himself to prepare to set the sails, once they had passed the outer marker. He noticed he was under the watchful eye, of Sera who followed his every move and was saying to Janet. 
 "I suppose you'd be doing this with John If Alan and I weren't here to help. So if Alan gets a sailing boat I'll have to do this won't I Janet?" She asked a nodding Janet, as she handed her a glass of Pimm's Janet had made up in a jug. That was supposed to last the whole day. Only now she doubted it, as she watched Sera drinking, as she lounged on the opposite bench seat, in the cockpit to sun herself. 
 This was luxury for Janet; as she would normally be preparing something to help John get out to sea. Having Alan helping John left her to relax and enjoy the sun, as she lay in the sun in her bikini. That had more material in the pants of it than the whole of Sera bikini.  Sera had disappeared, into one of the stern cabins to put it on and made John's eyes pop when she emerged. 
 With the sails set on a tack, to take them south along the coast a mile offshore. The catamaran coasted along at a leisurely rate of knots, in the slight breeze on an almost flat sea. The long swell slowly lifting the lazily moving boat up, then slowly letting her down in a gentle dance across the sea. Alan turned from the helm, to admire the two beauties gently roasting in the sun. 
 "If anyone what suntan I'm your man!" he said smiling looking at them as they sipped their drinks, and then looked disappointed when Sera answered. 
 "Sorry, darling we've already done that," and Janet lifted her glass and smiled at him. John reminded Alan, as he was the helmsman he had to keep an eye on their course. As well as looking out for hazards, that might appear from other boats whose owners might not be so safety conscious. 
 "It alright arguing you're in the right Alan, but you don't want to be dead right," John said to install in Alan, he had to be prepared to give way even if it was your right of way. If John was going to teach Alan sailing he was going to teach him right, so he kept Alan on his toes, showing him how to jib from one tact to another. He even kept an eye on him steering a course, allowing for leeway and wind plus tidal run. 
 John also stole looks at Sera, as she lay with her legs open, the material not only showed her mound of Venus. The cloth was pushed in along the length of her virginal slit, splitting her mound of Venus down the middle. It was something that didn't show, between Janet's legs, and the sight was very pleasing for John to look at. Only once again his temperature was rising, making him hide behind the Capitans chair. Midday they had rounded the south of the island. Where John furled the sails and then started the engines to motor into the marina at Pastio Blanco. John had already radioed them and had mooring rights to the visitor berth at the end of the first pontoon. 
 They had to dress in smart casuals, which meant Sera had to borrow a pair of Janet's shorts, bikinis were not allowed in the restaurant, nor were very short shorts. Much to Sera's annoyance and disgust, it was Janet's holiday as well, so John had insisted not too much domestic work for her. 
 John planned to moor each night in coves or harbours, where they could eat ashore. Taking onboard only light snacks for consumption on the boat, tonight he would moor back in Las Palmas. Have a meal at the marina restaurant with Sera and Alan, and maybe a few drinks before they parted. They would stay here at Pastio Blanco an hour or so to have lunch, then head back up north to Las Palmas. It will take them a little longer to return, as they wouldn't be sail so fast in the following wind. 
 The return journey was hotter, as the wind was not cooling them as it had before. As Sera had had a few wines with her lunch, she was feeling a little hot in the afternoon sun. Taking off her bikini top wouldn't cool her that much, thought John, whose temperature did raise a degree or two. Janet was a little shocked but said nothing, but she didn't join Sera in taking hers off. They parted at ten after-dinner drinks and a few dances in the marina club bar, they kissed goodnight and promised to meet them again when they returned on Friday. 
  John and Janet relived their wedding night, again and again over the next four days, hopping from one cove to another around the island group. Then they renewed their friendship with Sera and Alan on Friday, as they were on the same flight back to Bristol on Saturday. They exchanged e-mail and phone number, and John promised Alan he would take them out on 'The Lady Of The Seas' next season. There were kisses and hugs in the car park, and a promise to stay in touch, then they parted to go their separate ways from Bristol airport. 
 
 
 
 Chapter 2 
 Over the following months, John kept in touch with Alan, by sending him e-mails of programmes and simulators of sailing. Suggesting courses, he should do online, to learn more about sailing. Sera and Janet talked for hours on the computers, using their webcams to see one another. They became very friendly, and even called to say Merry Christmas, and toast one another on the computer video link. Then at the beginning of March, John sent Alan a sailing test paper and a call on the webcam. 
  Hello, Alan are you ready for your sailing test?" he asked a smiling Alan after saying hello to Sera, and Janet was waving behind John at the both of them. 
  "This is part one the theory bit, the practical bit will come in May, we are taking the boat over to France for a week. Do you want to come with us to do the test? then if you like you can come with us at the end of September. When we take her down to Las Palmas and fly home." John said smiling broadly, knowing Alan and Sera would jump at the chance. 
  He had wanted to invite them down to show Alan his boat, but the weather hadn't been that good. The Long-range forecasts gave a hot May, with long periods of high pressure. There would be no fast sailing, as light winds were expected, ideal conditions for a learner first sail, and Sera was jumping with joy. 
  "Oh yes please!" she was shouting, "I need some sun time, mines wearing off." She said lifting her blouse to show her midriff and her black brassiere. 
  "What dates are you planning to go on the cruise, John?" Alan asked, completely ignoring Sera's antics. 
  "The fourth of May is a Friday, if you can get down here we'll leave on the Saturday mornings high tide at six. That will give us a good ten hours, to get to a cove we know for the night. Then we can move on from there to the natural harbour of Brest, lovely place Janet loves it there, don't you darling?" John said turning to look at her as Alan said. 
  "We'll be there I'll organise some cover, or I'll shut the shop up for the week. I'm not missing this opportunity, not for all the tea in China." There were long chats on the computer, in the following months mostly in the evenings, after Alan had shut up shop for the day. He and John talked of sailing matters, whereas Janet and Sera talked of the best places to shop, for clothes and the like in Brest. There was no regular routine; they would call just on the spear of the moment. 
  One day Alan called John without Sera knowing, and as they talked Sera appeared in the background, in nothing but her panties. She soon disappeared, when she saw John's face, on the computer. John said nothing to Alan or Janet, he thought it better not to. Although he hadn't missed anything of Sera's features, especially her firm pear-shaped breasts.  
  John had his boat alongside the wall at Topsham to board his guests, then moved out to his mooring to spend the night. Alan and Sera slept well, as the sea air was agreeing with them. Or was it those bottles of wine, they had enjoyed with their congeal hosts. Alan lay awake in the dim light of the dawn, wondering what that sound was. Then he realised where he was, and they were footsteps on the deck above him. 
  "Jesus John getting ready to leave, I should be there helping," he said to himself, waking Sera as he climbed over her to get out of the bunk. 
  "Sorry, John but you didn't wake me!" Alan said as he got on deck just as John slipped the mooring, and started one engine. He would use it to run down the river, on the last of the flood tide. Passing over the sandbar at its highest point, he would enter the English Channel as the tide turned to take them southwest under sail. He intended to cut across the English Channel diagonally, to his intended landfall on the France coast. 
  "It's alright Alan go make the coffee, I'll need you in half an hour when we clear the heads," John said smiling at him and adjusting the helm to stay in the deepwater channel. It was going to be a good day according to the forecast, light winds from the southwest would mean John could keep his heading just south of southwest. That would keep the sails full, by keeping the wind off his starboard bow. It was just the right track to take him to his destination; there should be no need to tack a zigzag course. He could enjoy the day running under full sail, and also enjoy the company of his friends. 
  Six-thirty the tide was just slackening off and in the stillness of the full tide. The Lady Of The Sea's slipped past the entrance to the old Exmouth docks. Now turned into a marina, for those who could afford the mooring fees there. Over the sandbar then out past the DZ's, at seven Alan was hosting the mainsail under John's instructions. 
  It was almost full daylight now, as Alan set the Genoa and John shut down the engine. Ten points off the wind and the mast creaked, as the mainsail and Genoa took over from the engine in driving the boat silently forward. They were under sail with just the wind whistling through the rigging, and the waves lapping at the twin hulls. As they sliced through the water, no other sound could be heard, just wind the sea and. 
  "Good morning, 'oh my goodness we're out at sea,'" Sera said as she emerged into the saloon, still in her dressing gown. She had come along the starboard hull, from their cabin in the forepeak of that hull. She had not past Janet in the galley on the port side, brewing a fresh pot of coffee. Janet appeared at the companionway, with a tray with four mugs on. She had left her bunk as they past Exmouth and had already started breakfast. The toast and bacon were done, eggs in and frying. 
  "Come and get it while it's hot," she called handing the tray to Sera to put the mugs on the saloon table, then went to put eggs on plates and Sera went to help. 
  "I didn't even know we had left Janet," she said carrying two plates with cutlery to the table and placed them on the forward end of it. Where John and Alan were standing, at the inboard helm and controls. John would sit at the head of the table, so he could look through the windshield, for any dangers that might appear. 
  The six-foot by two-foot six-inch bench seats made an additional bed when the table was lowered between them. The back cushions laded in the middle made it into a double bed. It was a handy place to grab a rest, close to the helm in stormy weather. It also meant, they had five sleeping cabins instead of four, allowing for ten to sleep if the need ever arose. The question of its use came when Alan noticed the winding handle at the end of the table. 
  "What's this handle do John?" he asked and Sera looked shocked when her plate moved downward with the table as John wound it then explained its purpose. Sera hadn't changed out of her dressing gown yet, and as she sat eating and moving. While asking Janet where they were going to sunbathe, the tie of her dressing gown had loosened. 
  She had ignored the fact it had opened, showing the baby doll top of her nightwear. It was loose-fitting, and there was ample cleavage on view. It was also pretty near-transparent, and if her dressing gown had opened further, Janet sitting opposite her was sure she would have seen Sera's nipples. She looked at John sitting next to he r , to see if he was looking but he was talking to Alan. 
  "We'll stay on this tack for as long as we can Alan, but if we drift south of our intended course. We may have to tack northwest to compensate, I will not tell you if we need to, I'm giving you the job of looking at the satellite tracking. I've laid out the course on the display, it will be your job to tell me if we have wandered too far south." Alan was listening intently, but he had also noticed John's eyes wandering to where Sera sat. 
  They were making good headway through the water, eight knots on the log in a light headwind. Travelling with a four knot tidal run down the channel, gave them about fifteen miles an hour over the ground. They were well on target to make their landfall, where John had planned to stop for the night. 
  The girls had gone up to the flying bridge when the morning sun had warmed up enough to sunbathe. They had donned their bikini's and had paraded past the two men with sultry smiles, and the fluttering of eyelashes. As they made their way laughing up the stairs to the open space of the flying bridge, where the built-in sun loungers were. At eleven, John poked his head up the stairs to ask. 
  "Anyone want a cool drink." 
  "Yes please," came a chorus of voices, and Sera turned onto her side to smile at him, showing him she had taken off her bikini top and gave him a view of her breasts. He made them the traditional seaman's drink of lemonade and lime juice. Then sent Alan up with them, then took Alan to the chart table when he returned, and showing him the plot said. 
  "The tide will be changing soon Alan, and instead of running with an ebbing tide, we'll be running onto an incoming tide, that will build to four knots. That will cancel out half our eight knots, and give us four knots over the ground. We'll still be on schedule to reach the anchorage, by five this evening but we must watch out for excessive leeway drift." 
  John stayed checking this and that, he liked to keep on top of everything just in case something went wrong. Alan, however, went to see if the girls needed another drink, minutes later Janet came through into the saloon on her way to the toilet, and looking at John said. 
  "It's getting hot up there John," fanning her face, and blowing out air as she said it. John looked at the control panel, then back at Janet with a questioning look. 
  "Outside temperature is only nineteen," he said continuing to look at her, with that look. 
  "Oh it's not hot that way, Alan came up and looked disappointed, when he saw I still had on my top. He went to Sera and they kissed, and he started groping her breasts. I left them to it, I don't know how far he was going to go." Janet said again fanning her face, as she smiled at John, with a wicked grin. Then she leaned over the rail to kiss him below her, before going down to the toilet in the other hull. Alan appeared as Janet disappeared, with two empty glasses. 
  "You got this drink already made up John, Sera wants' the recipe she loves it," Alan said holding the glasses for John to fill when he took the jug from the fridge. 
  "Just limes and lemons in lemonade, that's all nothing technical Alan," John said as Janet came back into the saloon. 
  "I'll take those Alan, no need for you to come up again," Janet said with that cheeky smile, and Alan looked slightly put out. 
  "Are you sure Janet, I don't mind honest," he replied, but she took the glasses anyway. John had only seen two sets of sails, and they were near the English coast just out of Plymouth. The only other ships were merchant's vessels, and they stayed in the shipping lanes. They were big enough to see from a fair distance, and you had time to manoeuvre around to avoid. 
  It was the small dinghies and fishing boats, with the many amateurs at the helm you had to watch out for. With the open waters, they thought it safe to leave their lines trolling as they went into their cabins, to make a brew. That is when they would get run down, by a big boat they hadn't noticed. 
  The tide had slackened off again, as three o/clock approached. Another hour and a half and John would drop the sails, then motor into the Anchorage for the night's stopover. It had been a good days sailing, Alan had done all he was asked to do and did it well. When the time came, John would get him to furl the Genoa then the mainsail. Then John would start the two engines, to motor into the deep water pool of the inlet, and get Alan to drop anchor. 
  As the time neared John got Alan, to lay out the anchor and chain, and make sure all the shackles were tight. He didn't want to drift off in the night because a shackle had failed. Then the inch thick mooring line was shackled to the chain, and a turn was put on the winch. They were ready in good time, and a mile offshore the sails were furled away and the engines were started. 
  Both started and run pushing the boat towards the shore, then there was a bang, and a puff of black smoke came from the starboard exhort. It was followed by another bang then the engine faltered, John quickly switched it off and used the one engine to enter the secluded spot. It took longer than it should have, but they were safely in and moored by six-fifteen. 
  Dinner was simple chicken and salad with a good wine, it was too late to look at that troublesome engine now. It would have to wait until morning, and that was going to put all John's plans out of sync. The timetable would have to be changed, he was going nowhere with just one engine. So they had a pleasant evening, chatting and watching a movie John had stored on his hard drive. 
 
 
 
 Chapter 3 
 John always found it hard to sleep, on the first night out on a cruise. Now he had that engine nagging at his mind, what was it that coursed it to backfire? He quietly slipped from the bed, leaving Janet still sleeping and went up on deck. The full moon bathed the boat in brightness when it came out from behind the clouds, which slowly drifted overhead. With just the merest hint of a light breeze, the water in the sheltered inlet remained glassy smooth. 
  It reflected the stars and moon as a mirror would, giving the illusion of endless skies. He never heard her but he felt a presence beside him, as the moon slipped behind a cloud and darkness shrouded the bay again. Still looking out over the water, he put his arm around her waist. Her warm body leaned against him and snuggled up close, as her arm too went around him. Not a word was spoken, as they looked out into the lovely night. 
  She felt warm to his touch, and his hand slipped down from her waist. Too grope the fleshy mound of her buttock, that she waggled as his fingers massaged her. Then she half turned to him, and raised her arms around his neck and going on tiptoe to kiss him. Her baby doll nightdress moving up her body, and he found his hands on her bare bottom, as her hot kiss inflamed him. Now he had a bare buttock in each hand, holding her tight to him as she pressed her pelvis into him. Her legs parted as his hand went between them, and he found her hot and moist as his fingers entered her. 
  He felt her fingers tracing the outline of his hardened penis, before releasing it through the opening of his pyjamas. He shouldn't have let it go this far, as soon as he had realised it was Sera and not Janet that he was holding. Only now she was stroking his rampant tool, as her tongue probed his mouth. With every stroke of her hand, it became harder to resist. Then she sealed his fate when she dropped to her knees, and her warm lips encircled his hard flesh. 
  With his eyes now accustomed to the dim light, he looked down at her head moving back and forth. He loved Janet doing this to him, but Sera was doing something with her tongue that was driving him wild. She kept him moaning softly for some time, before releasing him to sit on the side bench. Her legs wide open and nightdress pulled up, she was inviting him to get down between them, by gently pulling him downwards. 
  He did go down on his knees and put his head between them, and her fingers entangled themselves in his hair. As he lapped at her juicy vagina, he found she was as tasty as Janet was. She also liked him thrusting his tongue in and out, as her sweet honey oozed from her in abundance, making him lap at her continually. Just before he lifted his head and entered her with his rampant manhood, the moon came from behind an obscuring cloud. It bathed the boat once more in the brilliant moonlight, so he could see her happy fetchers as he mated with her. 
  Janet had woken and found John missing, and wasn't perturbed as she knew of his nocturnal wanderings. She lay there for a while, before getting up to fetch a drink from the galley. As she passed the toilet, she saw the light was on inside it, as the concertina door showed light around its edges. Janet assumed John was inside, so she carried on to the fridge and took some lemon drink from it. 
  As she turned, she noticed shadowy figures, though the double glass doors to the cockpit. Taking a closer look at the figures embracing in the darkness of the night, she moved closer to the doors. She gave a silent gasp as Sera sank to her knees, and Janet watched her shadowy head moving as she gave oral sex. She felt John move beside her, and she quietly said, "Shush be quiet," without turning away from the sight before her eyes. Then she felt his hand feeling her buttocks, then it slipped between her legs to fondle her Vagina. Before her nightdress was arranged, so a hand could feel her breast.  
  She softly moaned, as Sera sat and Alan knelt, to put his head between Sera's legs. At the very same time, Janet felt a very hard penis enter her Vagina. Watching what was happening outside, and feeling herself being fucked had Janet in raptures. Then as the shadowy head rose from between Sera's legs, the clouds parted and the boat was bathed in brilliant moonlight again. 
  Janet gasped as she saw the shadowy head was John's, so if that was John out there with Sera! 'Oh my god', it was Alan that was fucking her, not John. The revelation sent her mind into overdrive, and the orgasm that was building inside her rushed over her like a torrent. She gasped and almost fainted, as Alan holding her hips shagged her hard and fast until he removed himself from her, just before he ejaculated. 
  Her legs felt weak and she almost stumbled, as she rushed away from him. Down past the galley and into the bathroom, to wipe away the wetness between her legs. Then into her cabin, she hid beneath the covers of her bed. She was still trembled, thinking of what Alan had done to her. She was feeling oh so guilty at enjoying it so very much, even when she had realised it was Alan and not John. 
  She pretended to be asleep when John crept into bed. She lay awake thinking, of what she had seen and felt up there in the saloon. What was she going to say to John to chastise him, when she herself had enjoyed being taken by Alan. While she had enjoyed watching what went on in the cockpit before she knew it was John and even after. She awoke to find herself alone, in the dim light coming through the curtains that were still down. John was in the galley and had started breakfast when Alan appeared happy and jovial. 
  "Morning John god that was a good night," he said smiling and John wondered, 'if only you knew' but asked instead. 
  "Coffee Alan, breakfast will be in fifteen minutes," he said turning back to the stove, and the frying pan on it. 
  "I'll have my coffee black this morning," Came Sera's voice, as she came up from the starboard hull. John turned to see her in that skimpiest of clothing, she had on when they went to the marina at Las Palmas. She was smiling at him, with a sexy look in her eyes and last night flashed before his eyes, and of her hot red lips, she was pouting at him now. 
  "How long will it take to fix that engine, John?" Alan asked bringing John back from his thoughts and the vision of Sera sucking him. 
  "Not sure Alan got to find the problem first, I think its fuel but won't know for sure until I look." Then Sera came back into John's view when she asked. 
  "Douse anyone mind if I sunbath nude, while we wait for the engine to be fixed?" John looked at her and she flashed that cheeky smile, as he hesitated for a second before saying. 
  "Not at all Sera, Janet douse it all the time!" He had just got the words out when they all turned their heads towards Janet. 
  "Janet always doing what may I ask?" She said coming into the galley, giving John a questioning look. 
  "Sunbathing naked!" Alan said with a big grin on his face, but Janet didn't look at him as she said. 
  "Oh that," then turned to John to say. 
  "I'll take over here if you want to get your tools ready!" Taking the egg flip from him, and attending to cooking the breakfast. John moved past a sweetly smiling Sera and an Alan who was looking at Janet. 
  "Is there anything, I can do to help Janet?" He asked, moving up close to her. 
  "You can lay the table if you like," she answered feeling a little uncomfortable, with him so close and the way he was looking at her. 
  John's kept his tools in the starboard engine compartment, and it was that engine that was causing the problem. So after donning his overalls, he decided he would start with the fuel filter. He found it full of water, and the cartridge was full of milky white sludge. A product of water and diesel fuel mixing, he would have to purge the whole system. That last top-up of fuel must have had water dragged up from the bottom of the fuel tanker. Now he would have to pump it from his tank, to get rid of it. He was wiping the sludge off his hands when Sera poked her head into the compartment. 
  "Janet said breakfast is ready John," she said. Smiling at him as he turned to look at her, as she leaned through the bulkhead door. Allowing him to look at the cleavage of her breasts, that the skimpy top did not cover. He started following her up on deck, but she stopped at the top of the steps out of the cabin. To turn and smile down at him, while he looked up at her exposed bottom. 
  "How's it going, John?" Alan asked as they eat breakfast. 
  "Systems full of water, I'll have to clean it all out to make it work," John answered, and saw a question forming on Janet's lips. 
  "Can we get closer to the village John; I could do with some fresh fruit and salads? I thought we be in Brest this morning, to do the shopping?" She asked as she finished eating, and placing her knife and fork on her plate. 
  "Sorry love but it's a neap tide, there's not enough depth to motor any further up the creek. It's going to take me some hours to do the cleanout and its seven kilometres to the village. Would take three hours, in the big dinghy to get there, you need it rather than the Zodiac, to carry the shopping. Then it would be another three hours back, you're be gone most of the day darling." John said, looking at the sheer disappointment on Janet's face. 
  "Why don't I take Janet shopping John," Alan said, making Janet look at him a little apprehensively and Alan quickly said. 
  "The big dinghy would it carry the three of us and the shopping?" John had not seen Janet's concerned look and answered Alan question with. 
  "Yes, Alan I suppose so, depending on how much shopping there was. It's only an eight-foot flat-bottomed, aluminium dinghy. The more you put into it, the slower it goes in the water. With the weight of three and shopping, the two-horse outboard might struggle and might just make about two knots at full power." 
  "I'll stay here and sunbath, if that makes it better for you to go faster," Sera said gathering the plates, to take to the galley to wash. So it was decided and Alan went out with John, to launch the dinghy. When they were ready to go, Janet wondered if she was doing the right thing, especially after what had happened last night. Only she couldn't bring that up, as an excuse could she. 
  Not now anyway not in front of Sera, not without letting them know, she had herself had had sex with Alan as they watched them having sex. As they pulled away from the big boat, she looked up at John waving them goodbye and again felt a little apprehensive. 
  John stood watching them moving slowly into the creek and waved again when Janet turned to look back. Then he went to control panel in the saloon, to switch off all the electrical circuit breakers. He didn't want the engines starting, not with his hand working on them. Then he went up to the flying bridge, to check on the controls up there. Sera smiled at him as he topped the steps, and saw her lying naked on a lounger. He glanced at her again as he left, and she lifted her sunglasses as she smiled back at him. 
  With his small brass hand pump that had a long nozzle, he siphoned out the water in the starboard fuel tank. Finding he had almost two litres of water, he now had to strip down all the pipework, and clean it out. A new filter cartridge had to be fitted, then he could bleed the whole system and injectors, then see if he had a smooth running engine again. 
  Finally, he had done all he needed to do and went to the control panel in the saloon to reconnect the circuits. Then up onto the flying bridge, to reset the controls up there. Crossing his fingers, he pushed the start button. He heard the engine turning three or four times, then it fired up and run unevenly for a moment or two. Then one by one the other cylinders fired and it started to run as it should. 
  John was very happy, at the outcome of his two and a half hours labour, and with a grin on his face. He switched off the engine and turned to go back and finish off his work, and was confronted with the sight of Sera laying with her legs open. He had an unhindered view of her Vagina, and of her smiling at him as he could not help but look. 
 
 
 
 Chapter 4 
 Meanwhile, five kilometres into the tidal creek Alan and Janet were being carried along on the slowly rising tide. The chugging of the small dinghy's outbound motor moved them steadily towards their destination another two kilometres ahead. The warm sun was high in a cloudless sky, and with no wind, the water was like a shimmering mirror. 
  They had just this minute passed the tiny island John had told him to pass on the left, as that was where the deep water was. The right side had a few underwater hazards, like submerged trees and bolder that were hidden when the tide was in flood. 
  With less than an hour left, of the rising tide, they would reach the village just before high tide. With an hour or so to shop for stores and have lunch, they would return on the ebbing tide to help their journey back to the boat. Even then, it would take three hours to return to the 'Lady Of The Sea's', so it would be evening by that time. 
  The sun was warming the surface of the water, and a thin haze was forming across the river. It seemed their dinghy was floating on a misty cloud. The sun was also warming Janet, as she sat on the forward seat facing Alan sitting in the stern. He was controlling the twist throttle and the tiller of the dinghy's outboard motor. 
  His eyes on were upon her, as she basked in the warmth of the sun. Her eyes closed head tilted back, to let the sun's rays warm her skin. Her white blouse buttons were undone down to her cleavage, showing the swell of her lightly tanned breasts. He also noted the jutting of the cloth, that showed her nipples were erect and hard. He doubted she had a brassiere on, he had felt those orbs last night and found them firm. While they watched his Sera, and her John having sex in the cockpit, as he had fucked her from the rear. 
  Out somewhere on the water, the warm air was forming a spinning will-of-a-wisp. It spun like a tiny tornado across the surface, its twisting tail leaving ripples in the still water. The only sign of this whereabouts, as it danced over the water towards them. 
  As it passed over the dinghy, it caused quite a stir, as it lifted not only the dust from the bottom of the boat but Janet's skirt as well. The lightweight pleated tennis skirt flattened against her body. She was quick to capture it and push it down to hold it between her legs, as she looked embarrassedly at Alan's smiling face. 
  She had been quick but not quite quick enough. He had seen between her legs and seen the neatly trimmed triangle of blond hair. That adored her mound of Venus and her clean-shaven vagina, as there were no panties to hide it from view. She quickly looked away blushing, knowing; by his smile, he had seen her most intermit parts. 
  Then rounding a bend Janet looked behind her and gave a shy of relief, there in front of them was the small out of the way French town. She would soon be ashore and not so close to him, for she still felt flustered at what he had seen of her. He had not mentioned it at all, but the way he was looking at her and his smiling made her feel venerable. He hadn't said anything about what they had done during the night, and the thought of that gave her a tangle and brought a hot flush to her cheek. 
  They were manoeuvring now between the few small boats at their moorings, and Janet showed Alan where to go as Janet had been here before with John. At high tides, it was just deep enough for their twin-hulled boat draft, to manoeuvre up to the town. If he was ever delayed up here, there wouldn't be enough depth for him to navigate back to the open water again. So they rarely ventured this far into the creek, with the mother ship and always had used the dinghy. 
 Alan manoeuvred to the steps in the wall and helped Janet step from the dinghy. Then he pulled the dinghy along the wall, away from the steps to secure it while they shopped. 
  "There are handcarts over there, we can use them to carry the shopping on," Janet told Alan, and he acquired one from where they were parked. He Then followed Janet's swaying tennis skirt on her search for wares, among the narrow streets of the quaint little village. 
  While she was feeling the quality and ripeness of some wears at one shop, he excused himself and she saw him enter a shop. It had the green cross sign, of a chemist over the door. When he returned, she noticed the outline of a square package. In the pocket of his shorts, that she hadn't noticed before. After several bags of fruits, vegetables and sticks of bread, they came to a wine shop that had a special offer. Buy two get one free, and Alan insisted he would buy twelve of the best. 
  "I'll have eight bottles please, which would make it twelve, three of each chosen by my friend here," Alan said in French to the shop owner, which impressed Janet as she listened in her limited French. 
  She had to sample ten different nice wines before she had chosen the four to buy. Then they stopped at the restaurant with tables on the street, and Alan ordered a nice white Blanc de Noirs to go with the freshwater oysters he ordered for lunch. 
  As they waited for the meal, they had a nice leisurely glass of wine, which they very much enjoyed. They chatted about the quaint little village, with the cobbled narrow streets and old buildings. Janet told him of the first time they had visited; they had lingered too long among the streets. 
  When they returned to the boat, it was aground on the muddy bottom. As the next high tide was at ten in the evening, they stayed exploring the town further and left at high tide in the morning. They had never returned with the catamaran but had visited the town many times in the dinghy. 
  Alan refilled her glass, as the oysters arrived, and then he watched her take one from the platter. She struggles to try to eat it with the tiny fork, as it slipped many times from the tiny prongs. 
  "Eat them from the shell Janet, it's much easier and tastier if you do. Use your fork to make sure it's separated from the shell, and then add a little seasoning and oyster source. Then you slide it onto your tongue, and suck it into your mouth to savour the taste before you swallow." 
  Alan said then showed her by doing it as he talked, she watched him move it around his mouth before he finally swallowed. Then she tried it herself, tilting her head back while poking out her tongue. To slide the morsel onto it, before sucking it in and moving it around her mouth. She had closed her eyes as she did it, and could not possibly see the two Frenchmen. Smiling, as they watched her suck on the morsel, before swallowing it so enjoyable. She smiled at Alan when she opened her eyes and placed the empty shell on the platter and he too was smiling. 
  "Yes Alan I see what you mean, that one was much more enjoyable than the first." She said as lifting another she took a drink from her glass before repeating what she had done before, and again to the enjoyment of the two Frenchmen. Alan had liked the way she had sucked and then moved the oyster around in her mouth. Before finally letting it slide down her throat, to the delight of him and her two French admirers. 
  Janet was smiling very happily, as they returned to the dinghy. Her former worries of being close to him, and what had happened out on the water forgotten, due to her intake of wine. She watched Alan load the stores, and wine into the bow of the dinghy. Then she smiled, as he helped her take her seat as before. Then she waved smiling sweetly, to the two men that were watching them leave from the wall. 
  There was still no wind to ruffle the water, and the sun was shining a little bit warmer. Now as it warmed the other side of her face than it did on the way to the town. She sat dreamily with her eyes closed, as the gentle swaying of the dinghy soothed her. They rounded the bend to start the long run with the ebbing tide, down where they would pass the tiny island again. 
  As she sat humming to herself, in her happy dreamy state a lock of her hair fell down across her face. She felt Alan's finger gently brushing it away, and opened her eyes to see him leaning close to her. She leaned back away from him, he reached a little more forward, letting go of the twist-grip throttle. It snapped shut and the motor died, making the dinghy lose way abruptly and as it stalled. 
  Janet squalled as the sudden stopping of the dinghy, caught her off guard and off-balance as she toppled backwards. As the stores were lower than her seat, she fell with her backside higher than her head. Her legs had gone up and so had her skirt, and Alan was quick to exploit her misfortune. He grabbed her legs and spread them wider, as he put his head between them. She whimpered, 'no-no, oh no-no,' as he lapped at her exposed vagina. 
  She tangled her fingers in his hair but was unable to stop his tongue penetrating her vaginal passage and she shuddered. Then her struggles grow weaker as the sun, and his probing tongue wormed her blood. She succumbed to the pleasant tingles going through her body, as the pleaser he was giving her overwhelmed her. Instead of her hands trying to stop him, they now held his head to her. As she gasped and moaned, nearing her climax that was building inside her. 
 As it burst upon her, she jerked and moaned louder. As Alan lapped and suck harder, as her juices flowed. Then there was a bump as the dinghy stopped abruptly, and Alan lifted his head to see what they had hit. They had run aground on a grassy bank, Alan turned to tend to the outboard and felt the dinghy lift. Turning again he saw that Janet had leapt from the bow, and was running from him. 
  He quickly killed the engine and tethered the boat to give chase, and saw Janet had stopped and was looking around her. They had landed on the tiny island, one hundred meters long and twenty wide, there was nowhere for her to run to escape him. She saw him coming and turned to run again but stumbled, to fall rolling on the soft carpet of meadow grass. Slightly dizzy she found herself sitting, with her legs bent up and apart, as she leaned back on her hands. 
   
 Her blouse was off her left shoulder exposing her breast to his gaze, as he stood smiling down at her undoing his shorts. She was still feeling the effects, of what he had done to her in the dinghy. With eyes wide she watched panting as he lowered his shorts, to expose his hardening penis. She gave a quick intake of air, as she saw the instrument that had given her pleaser just the night before. 
  Then he was kneeling beside her, kissing her as his fingers excited her clitoris and borrowed into her love canal. Where his tongue had so recently borrowed before, giving her that lovely feeling as she had climaxed. She allowed him to lay her down, as his lips transferred to her nipple, 'Oh that feels nice,' she thought holding his hot hard length of manhood. That her fingers were now stroking because they had naturally curled around it when it had touched her hand. 
  His fingers were beginning to build another climax in her, then as she was about to explode he entered her. Heightening her orgasm, as he thrust his penis deep into her, with long hard strokes of his eight-inch dick. She jerked and gasped as she vibrated under him, with her legs wrapped around him. He continued to fuck her steadily, with long even enjoyable thrusts of hot manly flesh. 
  She and John had always enjoyed their bouts of sex, and sometimes he would fuck her twice a night. When they were on the yacht away from the stress of work, where they could both relax and enjoy one another. John had always given her orgasm's, but here now Alan was giving her a second orgasm since he had started fucking her. She had had one in the dinghy when he had fucked her with his tongue. 
  Now she could feel another forming deep inside her, was it the sun or the wine that was worming her. Or was it the oysters he had given her or was it the excitement of having another man between her legs. Was having forbidden sex, the reason for her wanton lustful feelings. Whatever she was gripping Alan tighter with her legs and arms, gasping obscene wards, as the ball inside her grow to a bursting point. 
  "Oooh fuck, oooh my god, oh please fuck me harder, oh god fuck Meee." Alan readily and eagerly obliged, as he too was nearing his point of no return. Then she repeatedly grunted, 'Ooo, Arrr, Oh god, Yess.' As she clung to him when her bubble burst when feeling his penis jerk and throb strongly inside her. 
  It was a wonderful moment, as with closed eyes, she open-mouthed French kissed him. Their tongues probing deeply into each other's mouths, as he continued to slowly fuck her with his slowly shrinking penis. She suddenly became all shy and bashful, when he finally withdrew from her. 
  She turned her head to the side when he helped her up and lead her shyly to the dinghy. She had suddenly realised how exposed they had been, for where they had lain having sex. Was very visible from both banks of the river, anyone walking or on a boat would have easily seen them. 
  He discreetly turned to tend to the dinghy, after handing her a paper kitchen towel. So she could dry her wetness from between her legs, as he disposed of the used condom discreetly. Then she sat quietly on her seat not daring to look at him, knowing they had almost two hours left together. Before they would get back to the yacht, and he would be looking at her that knowing way. 
 He sat controlling the dinghy smiling, after looking and seeing her most private parts, and touching them before abusing her by raping her. She flushed embarrassingly, as she looked up and saw him smiling at her. Again she felt the tingling between her legs, and she again became hot and very flustered. Had he raped her, she hadn't actually fought him off, had she. She had lain watching him preparing himself for sex with her, by putting on a condom. 
 
 
 
 Chapter 5 
 John had stored his tools and overalls away and was washing the grim off his hands. Sera came down the steps into the cabin, naked except for a tiny headscarf around her waist. That barely covers her crouch and gave tantalising glimpses of her vagina as she walked. She smiled at him, as she carried a plate of sandwiches and a beer. 
 "Thought you'd like some refreshments John, I heard you start that engine is it alright now?" She asked standing close beside him, as he dried his hands and looking at her smiling sweetly at him. 
 "Yes Sera all done just have to wait for them, they should be in the village by now." He said as he took the plate from her, and saw that wicked look she had in her eyes. 
 "Oh they won't be back for age's yet John, they may be in the village now. Only they will have to shop, then Alan will take Janet for lunch. It will be three hours to get back here you said, that is if they don't stop on the way back. I'm sure Alan would want to," Sera said watching him as he eats the sandwich, and drink the beer with a questioning look on his face. 
 "Now eat that up, and I'll give you some sweet desserts." She said untying the knot on her hip, to remove the silk headscarf and stand with her legs open. 
 "You said, you wanted to see this in daylight when you were kissing it last night. We've got at least four hours, for us to enjoy again what we did last night." She said sitting on the bunk her legs open, as he stared at her, taken aback by her brassiness. 
 "What did you mean; Alan would want to stop on the way back? There's nothing between here and the village to stop at Sera, why would he want to stop?" He asked not taking his eye off, what was between her legs until she said. 
 "Oh, he'd want to stop to fuck her John, like he did when you were fucking me last night. Alan told me he came up into the saloon and saw she was watching us doing it. He started fucking her when you were kissing my fanny, Alan thought she was hot and was a very good fuck. He also said he couldn't wait to fuck her again, what's she like after a few wines, John?" Sera asked, smiling at him wickedly, leaning her back on the cabin wall. She was in a reclining position and a perfect position for having sex. 
 'Bloody shit,  she gets as sexy as hell, after a few wines.'  John thought if Alan plied her with some at lunchtime. She just might be feeling randy on the way back, and Janet had said she had liked him, as soon as they had met. If Sera was telling him the truth, about Alan having shagged Janet last night. She just might let him have sex with her again, if she was a little drunk. He couldn't do anything to stop it if she did, but right now looking at Sera's pussy was giving him a hard-on. 
 "You might be telling me that Alan and Janet did it last night, just to justify you offering me sex now. I'm not so sure you're telling me the truth, but you're going to get fucked anyway." John said undoing his shorts and dropping them, to reveal his hardened penis. Sera looked at it with joy on her face and opening her legs even wider said. 
 "Eat me first John, then I'll suck you off. Then we can fool around until you're ready again. Then you can fuck me real good, for a lot longer time." Sera said smiling, as John accepted her plan, and knelt with his head between her legs. 
 Out on the water, Janet had closed her eyes, so she wouldn't see Alan looking lustfully at her. She held on tight to the gunnels of the dinghy, so she wouldn't fall back if he stopped the dinghy suddenly again. The time was passing by so very slowly, as she stole looks behind her. There was still was no sign, of The Lady Of The Seas in the distance. 
 When they had left the island, Janet had buttoned her blouse fully. Her skirt now was deliberately and firmly pushed between her legs, which she kept tightly closed. There would be no repeat, of what he had done to her before. Then having thought of it, she trembled at the thought of what they had done. She felt her cheeks burning again, as her breath came in quick pants, and that tingle was back in the pit of her stomach again.   
 She looked behind her again, as she heard the outboard cut to a tick over and the dinghy slowed. There was still no sign of their boat, and she gasped with surprise as she turned back. To find Alan's smiling face inches from hers before he kissed her, and she found herself kissing him back. Her hands firmly gripped the gunnels, maybe even firmer than before. As she felt his fingers undoing her blouse, and then two hands were foundering her sensitive nipples. She held tightly onto the gunnels, as his tongue probed into her mouth while breathing heavily. As hands were opening her legs wide, and her skirt was being pushed up to her waist. 
 Then she was on fire as he stopped kissing her, to lean back to look between her legs. At her sexually aroused wet vagina, that he had violated not so long ago. She watched him stand to undo his shorts, to reveal the thing he had used to violate her. It was inches from her face before it filled her mouth. When he pulled her head towards him, and she held on tightly onto the gunnels, as she sucked on his hot manhood. 
 She was panting and trembling with interpretation, as he pulled his now rigid cock from her lips. She knew he was now going to rape her again, as he knelt to kiss her and cover his cock with a sheath. Then with her lips still on his, she gave a withering shy as he entered her. Now she wasn't holding on to the gunnels anymore, she was clinging on to him with arms and legs. As she gasped and moaned, with the forceful way he was shagging her. 
 The dinghy bobbed and swayed, as his body thudded into her, as she now clung to him, with her head over his shoulder, and with him whispering naughty words in her ear, that inflamed her further. 
 "I love fucking you Janet, I really enjoyed it last night. You were hot watching John and Sera fucking, I bet he's fucked her again while we've been away." Janet climaxed, she couldn't help it as his words inflamed her, as the orgasm building inside her burst over her in a rush. 
 "Oh yes yes, o my god yes fuck me," she cried as her hips jerked and she vibrated. As her body seemed to flow out of her vagina, and still he fucked her hard and faster. Now he had heard her yelling in his ear, he increased his tempo and the ferocity of his fucking. Alan had stopped kissing her, and she opened her eyes and saw him looking over her shoulder. She turned to look in that direction herself and saw The Lady Of The Seas in the distance. 
 If John was waiting and watching for their return, they were now in full view of the boat. If he was using his binoculars, ' oh my god he would see them fucking . Janet thought as she clung even tighter to him, and once again starting to cry out with her mouth by his ear. Alan was thrusting even harder into her, as his urgency to ejaculate mingled with hers. 
 "Oh fuck yes Alan yes o fuck yes, oh fuccckk now Alan o fucck yesss noowww." For long moments after they clung to one another, twitching and gasping with the after effect of their mating. Then she became shy and bashful again, feeling so very guilty. Not at having had sex with Alan, but having enjoyed it so very, very much. 
 She looked behind her again, she saw The Lady Of The Seas slightly closer. John would be waiting for her return, had he seen what they had done. Or had he not missed them, at all and was enjoyed himself with Sera as Alan had said. 
 John came up on deck from the cabin, where he had spent three and a half hours with Sera. He had fucked her twice after she had sucked him off, then he had lain with her in that cabin naked. It was three-thirty when he left her, Janet should be nearby but there was no sign of the dinghy. He climbed onto the flying bridge and stood to look up the creek to where it bent in the distance. 
 "No sign of them then?" Sera said from behind him, and he turned to see her smiling at him still naked. 
 "How long would it take, for them to come from that bend in the river John?" She asked, putting her hands on the front of his shorts to feel him. 
 "About twenty minutes or so, why do you ask?" he said taking her wrists and lifting her hands away. 
 "Hum you've been up here for twenty minutes, and there's still no sign of them. What do you fancy they've been doing all this time, shall we do it again while we wait for them?" Sera said pulling her hands behind her and taking his with them, to put them on her buttocks. As she pressed herself to him, to grind her crouch onto his penis, that she had woken from its slumber. 
 He let go of her wrists but held onto her buttocks, as she kissed him, then her hands were undoing his shorts. Letting them drop so she could hold him with both hands, and manipulate him to hardness, before going on her knees again to suck him. Then when he could wait no longer he knelt her in his captain's chair and took her from the rear. At that very moment of his entry, the dinghy drifted slowly around the bend. It was too far to see clearly, but there seemed to be no one sitting at the back with the outboard. 
 "Oh look, John, their coming," Sera said excitedly leaning over the back of his chair, as he thrust into her. 
 "Do you think they will be able to see what we're doing John?" Sera asked as she went to wave but held on tight instead, as John thrust into her harder and faster. As he to watched the dinghy getting steadily closer, and he was sure Janet turned to look at them. Sera had dressed as the dinghy came alongside, John had told her she must before Janet and Alan arrived back. 
 "Everything alright Alan?" John asked as he caught the dinghy rope Alan threw, then tethered it to the side of the starboard wing, before helping Janet climb aboard. 
 "You alright love?" he asked, but without looking at him or speaking, Janet rushed into the saloon. As Alan smiled and passed up a carton of wine, and as John took it said. 
 "She's been a bit fidgety for the last ten minutes John, I'd say she needs the loo." Janet did indeed need the bathroom very much, but it wasn't her bladder she wanted to empty. 
 It was the sticky stuff between her legs, she wanted to wash off. The two orgasms she had just had, produced a lot more female cum than normal. Her crouch was covered with it, and so were her upper thighs. 
 She was still tingling there, and it reminded her of what they had done when she wiped the tender sensitive lips of her vagina, and that again excited her. 
 John and Alan stored the dinghy, then carried the shopping inboard. As Janet and Sera to put away, and to get the evening meal ready. Janet was dying to ask Sera a question, that Alan had put in her mind out on the dinghy. Only it was Alan that put a question to John, about the time he and Janet were away. 
 "Get the engine fixed alright John?" he asked as that other question was festering in Janet's mind. 
 "Oh yes runs as it should now, you have any trouble with the dinghy Alan?" John asked back, noticing Janet giving him a quick look. 
 "Not really John, only I didn't know the throttle was spring-loaded. It took us by surprise when I let go and it shut off. Apart from that, it was a very pleasant day out; wasn't it Janet?" 
 "Yes," was Janet only answer, as she busied herself in the galley. Her head bent over the sink with blushing cheeks, as she thought. ' Is Alan going to tell them, what happened after he had let go of the throttle, and the dinghy crashed into the island '. 
 She gave a shy of relief when he instead told Sera of the quaint little village. With the cobblestone streets, and the wine shop that had the wine offer. Of Janet sampling, the wine's to pick the best. Of the wonderfully nice lunch of oysters, and the excellent wine they had with it, and of the lovely boat ride along the river. Sera listened intently, smiling broadly at the mention of so much wine. She glanced at Janet hiding her blushing face, as she thought of that boat ride. 
 "Sounds like you really enjoyed yourselves, I'll look forward to tasting that wine later!" She said looking at John, who had looked at Janet when the wine was mentioned. Then Alan excused himself, saying he had to put something he had brought away. Sera followed him, asking if it was something for her. When they got to the cabin, Sera came right out with it and asked Alan. 
 "Did you stop to fuck Janet Alan, John shagged me three times in one of the back cabins." Alan smiled nodding his head, as he took a box of condoms out of his pocket. It had twelve super-sensitive condoms, written in French on the box. 
 "There's ten left I bought them in the village after the wind blows Janet's skirt up on the way there. I got a good look at her pussy, she hadn't any panties on and she shaves it. On the way back she was a little bit tipsy, and she fell back when I let the engine die. I gave her an orgasm by tongue fucking her fanny, then the dinghy crashed into an island. I fucked her on it, then fucked her again in the dinghy just before we got back, she gets hot and sexy quickly." 
 Sera was smiling as Alan told her of his day, then when he had finished she said. 
 "John was shagging me when we saw you came around that last bend," Alan was smiling also. 
 "I was fucking Janet when we came around that bend Sera, I don't suppose John would have been able to see us from that distance? You were right when we met them in Las Palmas love, they had the right attitudes for new lovers. Friendly from the start and John loved it when you started flirting with him." 
 "Janet blushed but didn't stop me, telling her how lovely I thought she was. When I held her close on that dance floor, and she got fruity when she had a wine or two. I had her nipples hard that last dace we had, she did look at me when I brushed the back of my hand on them. John's proved he likes your sexy ass, I think we've got some new members for our sex club darling." 
 
 
 
 Chapter 6 
 A cold buffet of the fresh meats and chess, Janet had brought from the village. Eaten with the fresh French bread, washed down with the fine wine Alan had bought. The meal was delicious and eaten in almost silence, apart from the approving sounds the tasty meal generated. The sound of corks popping and wine being poured, and the clinking of glasses as toasts were made. With the happy sounds of people enjoying themselves, as they became friendlier  
 The sound of a cork being pulled announced Alan was opening another bottle. Then the sound of wine being poured, made John wonder if Janet hadn't had too much already. By that misty look, she gave, as she smiled up at Alan leaning over her, to fill her glass again. She had reclined with her legs tucked up, this would be her third full one. They were not the small champagne flutes, these were the big half-pint one normally used for drinking water. Alan had got them out and filled them before anyone had noticed. 
 With what was left of the meal put away, and the big table now lowered into the floor. It made much more room to move about, much easier to get from seat to seat. The flat ends on the bench seats were used as easy to reach snack tables. Sera had got up from sitting beside Janet and made her way to the bathroom. As Alan finished, pouring Janet her third large drink. Sera came back and sat very close beside John, witch left Alan to sit beside Janet. 
 Sera had undone her blouse while she had been away, and fastening it by tying the bottom with a knot. It left her midriff bare, and the top of the blouse open, showing her cleavage and half of both her breasts. 
 "Are we still going to Brest tomorrow John?" she asked smiling putting her hand on his thigh. To gently squeeze, the bare skin where his leg exited his shorts. John looked at her and the gaping blouse and felt himself stirring at her touch. He had had wine with the meal and had a few beers since. She lifted her glass to sip from it and smiled as her fingers moved on his leg waiting for him to answer. 
 "Yes Sera we should be there by lunchtime, you will have all afternoon to shop. The marina has a good restaurant, we'll have an evening meal there." He answered, feeling her fingers moving on his thigh, but he was not looking at her, but at Alan who had settled beside Janet. She had lifted her feet as he had sat, putting them on his lap. 
 He was now massaging them with one hand, as he drank with the other. Her feet were in full view of John and Sera, as Alan started to rub them. Janet had a faraway smile on her face, and John knew it wasn't just the wine that was putting it there. Janet loved her feet being massaged, but like drinking wine, it would be making her feel very relaxed. 
 Alan had her feet high on his lap, moving them slightly as he massaged. It felt very nice to her, as he manipulated her bare feet his hard strong fingers, pressing one foot then the other onto his legs. 
 There was she was sure, something harder than his leg she felt. When she glanced at her feet, she felt a shudder and almost gasped. As she felt the tingle in the pit of her stomach, returning. She had realised he was rubbing her feet, on his hard penis in full view of Sera and John sitting opposite them. All the sexy feeling she had in the afternoon, came flooding back to her. The tingling in her vagina started again, as Alan brazenly rubbed his cock with her feet, as she looked over at John as he looked towards them. 
 John had been looking at the look of pleaser on Janet's face, then the look she gave when she looked at her feet. It had been a look of complete shock, but not of horror, a look that made her take a quick deep breath. As he looked at them himself he saw where her feet were, and came to the same outcome as Janet had. Sera had also seen and guessed John was about to say something, and sliding her fingers up John's leg into the wide leg of his shorts said. 
 "Alan I told John what you told me about you and Janet last night, but I don't think he believed me. Why don't you tell him, what happened when you came up into the saloon last night." Janet took another deep breath, and John looked at Sera as he felt her fingers touch the end of his penis. He put his hand on hers, but she had already woken his dormant member. Alan smiling put his beer down; to rub Janet carves with his now free hand. 
 "Can't tell you what time it was, but I had gone to the bathroom. When I came out into the saloon and went to go across to the other hull. I saw someone kneeling on that locker, just by the doors inside the saloon. When I moved closer, I saw in the dim moonlight shadowy figures in the cockpit. The kneeling figure was watching a female sucking a man's cock, and from her breathing, she was highly aroused." 
 "I thought it was you and Janet out there, and started playing with the kneeling person's bottom thinking it was Sera. When I felt her pussy I realised it was Janet, because Sera has no hair on hers. Janet was very wet and hot as I fingered her, and she was more than willing for me to fuck her. It was then the moon came out, and she saw it was you and Sera in the cockpit fucking." 
 "I think it excited her more see it was you, and she had a big climax then let me finish fucking her," Alan said his hands gently moving on Janet's skin, making her breathing come faster as she remembered, what he had done last night, and him fingering her. 
 "See, I told you Janet liked Alan fucking her, John fucked me again three times today Alan. While you and Janet were away shopping, did you get a chance to fuck her again darling?" Sera asked her fingers stroking John's knob end, as John's cock grow longer. Janet was breathing heavier now, as Alan's hand had moved up her leg to rub her thigh. She was sat frozen as she looked at the bulge in John's shorts, where Sera's hand was up inside the leg. 
 John had trapped her hand from going higher, but her fingers had gone far enough to excite him. Janet could see the shape of his ridge penis and Sera's fingers moving on the end of it. It was exciting her also as she watched Sera pleasuring him, then Janet gave a quick intake of air. Then look at John as Alan's hand moved under her skirt to feel between her buttocks, and feel her sensitive pussy lips, as he said to Sera. 
 "Yes we did, didn't we Janet, on that island on the way back," Alan said his fingertips exciting her cunt, as Janet got hotter and sexy again. As he made her relive the things he did earlier, and the wine was having its effect on her. 
 "Yes, Janet fell backwards, in the dinghy showing me her vagina. It looked so lovely I had to kiss it, she liked it so much she had an orgasm when I tongue fucked her. Then we went onto the island, and we fucked. Later in the dinghy, Janet was sucking my cock, and as we came around that last bend I was fucking her again." 
  "John, Sera told me you were fucking her at the same time as I was fucking Janet, she said that was the third time?" Alan asked, and Janet was afraid to move, for fear of showing what Alan was now doing to her. Because he was finger fucking her, as she looked breathlessly at John's shorts and the shape of his hard cock showing. 
 "From what I can see John, Sera has got you ready to fuck her again. Would you like to fuck her here as I fuck Janet, or would you prefer to take her to bed? I think Janet is ready for some sex, she is as wet as hell." Alan said taking his hand off Janet's feet and lifting her skirt to show them he was fingering her.  
 John had seen her panting heavily, and thought it was Alan telling them how he had fucked her earlier. That was making her look so sexed up when it was his fingers that were exciting her all along. Then he watched as Alan removed his fingers to suck them, as he stood up to drop his shorts. Alan felt Janet's breasts, as he knelt by her head. Although John couldn't actually see, the sound of her sucking told him what she was doing. 
 Sera hadn't been idle, she had undone John's shorts, and was now sucking on his cock. He had sat watching spellbound, as Alan undid Janet's blouse to fondle her breasts, then moved her skirt higher. Showing his hand between Janet's open legs, as he fingered her very wet juicy fanny. 
 Sera had stripped herself off and was now kneeling on the long settee bench. Taking John's hand to place it where he could finger her too. She continued to take John's cock into her mouth, right down to his balls. As John watched Alan, move Janet to sit on the edge of the settee, where he knelt between her legs, making her gasp and moan as he lapped at her vagina. 
 John suddenly made Sera gag, as he put his hands on the back of her head. To push it down onto his cock and into her throat, it left her spluttering when he released her. Then she squalled staring at him as he flipped her over, then climb on top of her with his head between her legs. Now he fucked her mouth as he lapped at her cunt making her gag, time and time again. 
 A naked Alan had stripped Janet completely and was now fucking her mouth. Although he didn't know it, he had the same aim as John, he too was going to fuck her mouth until he filled it. Then he was going to finger and lick her, too as many orgasms as she could bear. When he had regained his rigidity, he would have intercourse with her again.   
 This was a favourite party game of Allen's at home when they had guests around for a sex party. One woman's name would be pulled out of the hat, she would then be tied in a chair. All the men would finger her to mutable orgasm's, as they took turns to fuck her mouth. She was made to drink down all their spunk; and a record of how many orgasms and loads of spunk each woman had was kept. The next time she was in the chair, she was made to have at least one more of each. 
 Needless to say, Sera had the highest score of them all. It was achieved one weekend when there were twenty couples in attendants. It was also big Mike's favourite game, he even played it with just him and Sera. Alan would sometimes come back to the surgery, after a veterinary callout to a farm or such. Only to find Sera tied up in the chair helpless, being fucked and fingered contently by Mike. She loved his big fat fingers and that big cock of his, he never missed one of their sex party's. He was going to love meeting Janet when Alan lured her up to their place for sex. 
  Sera was struggling to get a breath, as John's cock was in her throat more than her mouth. When he did come she didn't have to swallow, he ejaculated straight down her neck. His throbbing twitching cock had coursed her to climax, as he pumped his cum into her. Now she twitched and bucked, caught between his cock down her throat and his fingers in her cunt. 
 Janet wasn't suffering as much as Sera, she was sat up when Alan's cock twitched swelled and filled her mouth. There was so much of it; she had to glop some quickly down before it overflowed from her mouth. Even then it trickled out of the corners, as she looked up at Alan. He smiled down at her gulping down his seed, as his balls in her hands pulped it into her mouth. 
 With his softening cock still in her mouth, Alan reached down and started fingering her again. Being rewarded with her climaxing almost immediately, and intensified the actions of his fingers as she bucked and jerked. Then he was on his knees, lapping at the honey gushing from her. Resuming his fingering, as he sucked and tormented her clitoris to keep her honey following. 
 Sera had gained the upper hand and had John on his back, sitting on his face fucking herself on his protruding tongue. She was covering his face with her juices, his hands holding her tits. Pulling and tweaking her nipples, as she rode herself to another orgasm. whooping and gasping, as her female ejaculation splattered onto his face. 
 All four lay caressing and foundering, getting their breaths back but keeping their sexual feeling aroused. Alan made the first move, when he took Janet's hand, to lead her willingly down the starboard wing. To the cabin he shared with Sera, there he aroused her more and gave her several wonderful orgasms. Before mounting her to fuck her slowly and sensually, giving her more orgasm's before he fills her love tunnel with his thick seed. 
 She jerked and whimpered, as he lovingly cleaned her sensitive tingling cunt, with scented wet wipe tissues. That he and Sera had thoughtfully brought with them, her jerking and gasping came again when he used his fingers to scope out his cum from inside her. Her shying came, when he gave them to her to suck clean. 
 
 
 
 Chapter 7 
 He fucked her once more in the night, this time with a condom on. Then again as the sun was rising, making her finish him off with her mouth this time. Janet went to the bathroom to wash, and brush her teeth as dawn's light was dawning. She was surprised not to see John up, preparing to put to sea at first light. She poked her head into their cabin to see a very happy Sera, bouncing up and down on John's morning glory. 
 "Been doing this for two orgasm's now, he says he can't come cause he wants a pee," Sera said still bouncing, and Janet looked at the anguished look on John's face. 
 "I'll start breakfast then, do you want it in bed if you're not finished." She said with laughter in her voice and then disappeared when John growled at her. With just her pinafore on, Janet had the eggs and bacon cooking. Then jumped with fright, as Alan crept up behind her. 
 "No Alan no I'm cooking, oh Alan you're a bloody beast, oh, oh," she said and moaned as he entered her. She was still holding an egg flip and tea towel, as she braced herself on the worktop. Bending slightly and moaning with pleaser, as he fucked her from behind. There was a thud of a door slamming open, then the sound of rushing feet. As John came hurriedly out of his cabin and headed for the toilet holding his blotted cock. They both looked at him before he disappeared from sight. Knowing he had seen them fucking, and now Sera was standing in the passage watching them. 
 "I bet that's not the first time this morning Janet," Sera said kissing Alan then Janet. As she got to them, then stood smiling and watching as Alan continued fucking Janet. It was too intense for Janet, and her knees buckled as she climaxed when Sera kissed her again and felt her breasts. Then John appeared from the bathroom, and Janet's temperature rose higher as he too watched the three of them feeling and fucking. 
 John took over the cooking when Alan dragged Janet into the saloon. Removing her pinafore, he sat her on the end of the table. Where he gave her orgasm with his tongue, then he entered her to finish fucking her. Sera kissed Janet while playing with her tits, giving her a shattering orgasm that left her weak. 
 Then she sat gasping slowly recovering, looking at them sitting around her naked. They all sat to eat their slightly overcooked breakfast, with Sera and Alan smiling at her. She struggled with the emotions, of what they had just all done to her still affecting her. She had always loved, the feelings she felt when she had sex. Only she had never felt it that intense before, having John watching them was erotic enough. Having Sera join in and exciting her as well, had taken her beyond anything she had ever felt before. 
 It was very overpowering and frightening at the same time, and Janet had loved it tremendously. She was still trembling from the effects when she finally finished her food. The others had left her, Sera went to the galley with the dishes. While John and Alan went to get the boat underway, then motor out of the bay before hoisting the sails. Sera smile as Janet timidly approached her, with her now empty plate to be washed. 
 "Have you calmed down yet Darling, you did get a little high just now?" Sera said taking Janet's plate from her and smiling warmly. 
 "Yes Sera a lot, I've never been that aroused before," Janet said then gasped in surprise, as Sera moved forward to French kiss her. Holding her in a tight embrace, with her hand between her legs witch made Janet emotions spiral again. Never had Janet been touched by a woman, like this before and it left her breathless. With her eyes wide and mouth gaping, she looked at Sera's smiling face when she stopped kissing her. 
 "If you like that darling, I can promise you a lot more of the same. Now Alan has fucked you, he'll be doing it whenever he can. Alan told me he wanted to fuck you when we first met you in Las Palmas. He was hoping John was going to invite us, to stay on the boat that night. Especially after he saw how fruity you got with a few wines, I bet John shagged you when we left." 
 Janet had never before in her life, had someone talk like this to her. Not even John had used language like this, he had whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Nothing so outright sexy as this, and like last night her sexual feeling rose again. As she remembered the feelings, she had, when Alan told them how and where he had fucked her. How aroused she had got, when he started fingering her in front of them. 
 Janet froze, not in fear as Sera with her hand still on Janet's fanny, kissed her passionately again. This time rubbing her hand on Janet's vagina, then Janet was left with her head spinning, as a smiling Sera left her alone in the saloon. Sending Janet a kiss she blows, as she went through the door to join the men outside still naked. 
 To say Janet was confused would be an understatement. She was still suffering the effects of that orgasm, Alan had given her with Sera's help, when Sera had kissed her and held her still tingling vagina, and she had liked Sera doing it. That was why her mind was in turmoil, she had never had lesbian tendencies. Sera's brazen embrace and actions had coursed her some erotic feelings. 
 There was no one on deck when Janet finally came out of the saloon, so she made her way up onto the flying bridge. Then stared at the sheen before her wide open-eyed, she had arrived just as John was entering Sera from the rear, with Sera bent over sucking Alan's cock. Janet stopped short of reaching the flying bridge, with her head just peering over the top of the stairs. There she watched the two men, shagging Sera turn and turn about. 
 Janet was again breathing heavy watching the erotic sheen, her hand between her legs exciting her clit. John was the first to ejaculate in Sera's mouth, and then still holding John's cock. She sucked Alan off as well as she knelt between them, sucking from one to the other. Suddenly she looked directly at Janet and smiling wickedly said. 
 "Look boy's we have a peeping Janet, I bet she got hot watching us. Go get her Alan; I reckon her cunt must be dripping. Why don't we play with it, until you're ready to both fuck her?" Janet squalled as Alan rushed towards her and turned to run, but just like on the island there was nowhere to run. Soon Alan appeared at the top of the stairs, with Janet over his shoulder. She wasn't struggling at all, she just lay bent over his shoulder. His left arm holding her legs against his body, as he was fingering her with his right hand. 
 "That's the second time she made me chase after her when she knows there nowhere to run," Alan said laughing and make her wiggle, as he moved his fingers faster. 
 "Look at that juicy fanny Sera, there's lots of honeydew to collect." Alan pulled out his soaking wet fingers, and Sera sucked Janet's fanny juice off them. 
 "Put her in the chair Alan, I want to see her climaxing a lot. That's it put her legs over the arms, oh that's just right for you to fuck her when you're ready." Sera had taken charge, and her words were making Janet highly aroused. Watching the two men fucking Sera had made her hot, now she was longing for them to do the same to her. John had given her his soft dick to suck, as Sera kneeled in front of Janet. She was watching Alan's fingers working Janet up to an orgasm, encouraging him and making Janet excited with her words. 
 "Oh isn't that a lovely pussy Alan that looks really tasty, no wonder you wanted to eat it when you saw it on the dinghy." Janet's hips were starting to jerk, and Alan moved his fingers faster. Then just as Janet was about to climax he pulled them out, and Janet groaned and whimpered. Feeling a tongue licking her vagina, and lips sucking her clitoris as her orgasm rushed from her in a torrent. She was looking down, to see it was Sera's blond head between her legs. 
 The sight excited John as well, and his cock started to swell in Janet's mouth. Then Sera got out of his way, as he got between Janet's legs. Her hand was on Alan's cock trying to revive it, as he played with her right tit. While Sera was playing with the left, Janet tasted her own orgasmic juice on Sera's lips as she French kissed her. 
 When John pulled out of her, she watched Sera finish John off with her mouth. As Alan took John's place to fucked her to another big orgasm. Leaving her afterwards, gasping and panting completely and utterly drained. Only very sexually satisfied and fulfilled, with her fanny tingling wonderfully. 
 John helped her to one of the loungers, where she lay opened legged. For the light sea breeze, to cool her hot throbbing pussy down. Wondering how easy it had been for her and John, to accept Sera and Alan's sexual advances. They were aware that couples did wife swopping, but had never ever discussed it. Or even thought of doing it themselves, but here they were enjoying having sex with near strangers. 
 There was something about this pair that made them easy to like, apart from him being handsome, and having a nice big penis of cause. With Sera being blond, with a very good figure very attractive and bubbly. Even to Janet who lay there, happily remembering all that had happened to her, over the last two days? Sera looking wickedly happy, at her smiling face came over to kiss and sooth Janet's throbbing pussy with her tongue. 
 The boys prepared the boat for the final run-in, to the entrance that would open up into Brest's natural harbour. This would be their anchorage, for the next two days. They had a fair wind to make the entrance under sail, and they were dressed by the time they passed the outer markers. 
 The natural harbour was well sheltered, and they had calm waters all the way across to the marina at Brest. John had no trouble mooring up at the visitor's berth, at the end of the second pontoon. They were soon ashore heading for the town, that had many designer shops. Which Sera was planning to explore, at her leaser with or without Alan. She and Janet did just that when the boys stopped for a coffee and sat watching pretty French girls go by. For over an hour,  before Sera and Janet came back with pretty box's, tied with pretty ribbing. 
 "Oh dear, I knew it was wrong, to let them go alone!" Alan said as he saw them returning, and put his head in his hands. 
 "I bet that's my overdraft gone, and it looks like Janet's blown a hole in yours too," he said as the girls reached them, smiling happily. 
 "Don't look so glum Alan, these are for you but I'll be wearing them. You wait until you see what Janet has bought when we get back at the boat. That was a lovely shop, Janet, we must go back again some time!" She said making Alan cringe again, and Janet sat laughing at the face he was pulling. They had a coffee and went to the marina for an early evening meal. 
 It was a nice meal with some nice wine, and they stayed laughing and sitting close, until about eight. It seemed they all decided at the same time, that they should finish this happy party, back in the privacy of the boat. The other patrons at the marina club smiled at the four loving happy people, as the two males helped their lovely partners to their feet and held them close. They watched the two happy couples leave, as they had sat in the club. With John's arm around Sera, and Alan holding Janet close to him, as they carried the shopping, they had bought between them. 
 As they climbed the gangplank in single file, Alan had his hands on a giggling Janet's bottom. As she stepped on board, his hands when up her skirt to verify what he hoped and thought. He had been right, she hadn't any panties on, as he felt between her legs. She laughed and danced from his grasp. Then ran to her cabin, followed by Sera with the gaily tided box's. 
 Alan watched them go and was tempted to follow, only John had started stowing the shopping away. Alan wondered why John hadn't been all over Sera, as they had walked along the pontoon to the boat. He hadn't tried to grab her when they had got on the boat either, Alan went to help John but kept looking towards the cabin, and John smiled and said. 
 "Patience Alan they won't be long, Sera said they got a surprise for us, something they bought in town. I don't know what it is, but Sera said you will go wild when you see it, she just had to get it for Janet when she saw it. She gave me this bottle, said you know what it's for!" Alan smiled, he knew exactly what to do with it, and went to the drinks cupboard, and started mixing drinks. 
 John watched Alan make two of the girl's favourite drinks, then pour two rum and coke. Then looked with suspicion, as from the bottle John had given him, he added three drops, to each of the rum and cokes. 
 "What the hell is that Alan?" John asked the smiling Alan, who was now mixing the drinks with a glass rod. 
 "That my friend is an invitation from Sera, to fuck her all night. With a hard-on that will last for hours, this is biovea a sex stimulant. She must have found a sex shop in Brest; I'm now wondering what in those boxes! She said they were for us but they'll be wearing them, so must be some kind of kinky wear." Alan said handing John the drink and drinking half his glass in one swig, John followed his lead. Then Alan stripped off and reclined on the bench settee, stroking his hardening cock looking towards the cabin. 
 "God I can't wait to see what she's got on, knowing Sera it will be one of my fantasies." John had stripped off to but stood to wait, looking down at his cock, to see if it would harden on it own and asked. 
 "What do you think Sera will wear, to fulfil your fantasy, Alan?" Alan looked at him and smiled, then with his hand slowly moving on his cock answered. 
 "It's not Sera that's going to be dressed as my fantasy John, it's your Janet and she going to get this all night. The last time I had that stuff, I continually fucked for three hours. I only stopped then, because we were both knackered. We stopped for a rest and more booze, then fucked until we dropped again." 
 As Alan finished talking Sera appeared, almost wearing a French maids outfit. I say almost because the outfit was in miniature, maids skirt and pinafore witch didn't cover her crouch. The bra was just support for her tits, that left them exposed to be played with. Black garter belt and stockings completed the outfit and made her look very sexy. 
 It was her vagina that held John's interest, she had used butterfly stitches to hold the outer vagina lips open. She posed at the top step, with her leg bent and open. John was looking at the inviting moist inner lips, of her desirable lovely vagina. His blood surged red hot through him, making his cock leap to attention just looking. 
 Sera watched smiling as John's prick, swelled and steadily stood to attention. Then waving the tiny feather duster, she held like a magic wand and announced Janet the Arabian sex slave girl. Janet appeared dressed as a slave girl, wearing seven transparent silk vales that covered all but hid nothing. She danced sultry towards Alan, who sat waiting and watching with his hardness standing upright. 
 John watched her dance to Alan, with hips jerking from side to side, and removing two silk vales, to wave and tease him. John felt Sera's feather duster, tickling his straining cock, before going on her knees to suck his rampant dick. As he watched an alluring Janet, dance across the saloon to do the same to Alan. 
 Alan and John were sucked off and enjoyed eating and making the girls climax, In a long session of foreplay. Then they fucked for a long time with their drug-induced, hard-on before resting with snacks and wine. Then changing partners to fuck again, before finally changing back, to go to the cabins to fuck and play for the rest of the night. 
 
 
 
 Chapter 8 
 John didn't emerge from his cabin until nine-thirty, and only then to quench his thrust. He was alarmed at the sight, of his swollen and bruised penis, that wasn't quite as ridge as it had been but it hadn't sunken at all. It's puffy and swollen state, was all due to the way he had mistreated it, and the way Sera had chewed on it. She had given him many blowjobs, and roed him most of the night. He had woken earlier, to find Sera bouncing on him, then she had fallen asleep again, almost immediately afterwards. 
 He was standing at the fridge halfway through a can of coke, when he turned to see Janet standing above him naked, at the top of the steps to the saloon. Her swollen puffy vagina lips just above his head showed Alan hadn't been idle through the night himself. She was licking her lips and reaching out her hand, so he gave her the half-empty can, and she drank it down. 
 "God I was thirsty, that Alan likes to have his cock sucked." She said then she blushed a little at realising what she was saying to John her husband. Then her hand went to her mouth with an intake of air, as her eyes widened, as she looked at John's swollen penis. 
 "Bloody hell John how many times have you fucked her, to do that to your cock?" she said but John didn't answer. Not until after he had leaned forward to kiss the puffy lips of her swollen fanny, then running his tongue between them making her moan with pleasure. 
 "Can't remember darling, but I like the look of your swollen pussy," he kissed it again and lingered again with his tongue. She opened her legs wider, to give him better access. Then when he had climbed the steps to the saloon, she allowed him to lay her on the settee. He kissed her passionately as he fucked her, way beyond his ejaculation, and she verbally appreciated his still drug swollen penis. 
 "What did you and Alan take last night, and can we get some to take home with us?" Janet said between her 'Oh's and Ahrs, as her hips twitched to another climax. Then she smiled up at Alan smiling down at her, holding his swollen cock as he stood beside them. 
 "I've been waiting for you to come back to bed so I could finish fucking you, you only went for a drink." Janet didn't answer him, instead, she just took hold of his rigid dick and sucked it. She climaxed again when Alan filled her mouth with cream, and as Sera appeared in the saloon. She was sucking the last drops of cum from it, with John still fucking her as Sera stood with hands-on-hips. 
 "How dare you lot have a sex party without me, how many times have they shagged you here darling?" Sera asked as Janet took Alan's throbbing cock from her mouth. 
 "Sorry Sera but I've never had two men pleasing me before, I've got to make the most of it. Alan hasn't fucked me yet since I left him in the cabin, he's waiting for John to finish to give me one." Janet said popping Alan's cock back into her mouth, to suck his knob as she rubbed his shaft. 
 "You'll have to come up to Tewkesbury darling, we'll give a party with more than two just for you," Sera said before kissing John, as he put his hand between her legs. Then she played with all three of them, while Alan and John took turns fucking with Janet. 
 By midday, Janet was more than satisfied, with the attention they had given her. Their swollen penis's, though still puffy and swollen had withered somewhat. Though there was a considerable bulge in their shorts, as they happily walked ashore. To have lunch at the marina restaurant, and were greeted warmly by those they had met the night before. 
 They had a long leisurely lunch with plenty of wine and jovial banter with those around them. Alan had a few complimentary remarks, on his lovely radiantly happy partner. He thanked them on behalf of her, then told Janet of the comments made about her to him. 
 It was an honest mistake made by their admirers, as they were kissing and flirting, on the dance floor as they had the night before. Their admirers wouldn't have known, Alan was with the other man's wife. As his wife kissed, the husband of the woman in his arms 
 A quick trip to the town had Janet waving two tiny bottles at John when they came back. They spent a few hours on the beach by the marina, before it was back into the restaurant, for the evening meal. Janet spiked Alan and John's drinks, making them have an early exit from the club. As the boys found it uncomfortable in their tight shorts, due to their organs growing. 
 As soon as they boarded their boat, Janet leads Alan to her cabin for a night of lust. Whereas John put the bed in the saloon, to very good use till the early hours. Breakfast was a late affair, as once again Sera did her pole-dancing act. On a rampant flesh pole, that she had happily erected between John's legs. With a naked Janet and Alan happily cheering her on; as they watched her perform. 
 They cast off, just before midday, and had a four-hour run back to where they had stopped the first night. It was done in high spirits very naked in the hot sun, with the girls highly aroused. On the stuff, Alan had slipped into their lunchtime wine. Janet wasn't the only one, to buy little bottles from that shop in Brest. As they were sailing along, John saw Sera showing Janet, the pleaser to be had from lesbian acts of sex. As Sera gave Janet an orgasm with her tongue, as she played with Alan's soft penis, hoping to make it bigger. 
 Alan just had to join in with them, as the sight of them playing with one another aroused him. He dipped his cock into Sera, as she knelt to lick between Janet's legs, then he gave Janet his cock to suck clean. Time after time, he did it before he really gave Sera a hard fuck, only to finish himself off in Janet's mouth. John was not left out of the merriment, as afterwards the two girls toyed with his rampant cock. Until Janet turned her back on him, so he could fuck her over his captain's chair. 
 Nothing was said, and no arrangements were made, it just seemed natural for Janet to go with Alan. To one cabin, and for John and Sera to go to another, when they moored up for the night. They had their evening meal of a ham salad still sitting naked, with Sera stroking John's cock from time to time. He had already found out, he could do things with Sera, he had not done with Janet, in the five years they had been married. 
 There would only be one more night, for John to explore the delights of Sera's body. Before they moored up on his home mooring, and if this afternoons sail was anything to go by. It would be a pleasant day sail, with sex and more sex before they reached home! Firstly, he had this night to pleaser Sera as best he could, and try he was determined to do. That is why he had taken another few drops from that tiny bottle. 
 By nine Sera was pleased with John's efforts to please her, with his ever ridged cock. she had climaxed several times, as he fucked her nonstop for two hours. He was still humping her as hard as he could, determined to come a third time without stopping, with Sera encouraging him on, with her broody colourful language. 
 "Oh god fuck that's nice; oh yes get that cock deeper! can you get your balls in there too John, I've had two cocks in there fucking me before?" Sera said moving her hands down to hold his balls to her cunt, trying to press them in as he rammed his cock into her. Only he pulled them out again each time she got one in, as he pulled his cock almost out to ram it back into her with force. 
 "Let me shoot my load one more time Sera, then I'll fuck you with my fist if you want your cunt stretched. Alan told me you like being fisted, I'd like to see half my arm inside your cunt myself!" John said making Sera moan at the thought of him giving her that pleaser, and she gave up her efforts to get his balls into her. 
 The condom was rather full when John pulled his cock from her, though his cock was still ridged. It was also covered with spunk when Sera pulled the condom from it and bending her head she sucked it off. Then she lay panting with legs wide, as John worked three fingers at first into her cunt. 
 With the fourth in her, she moaned and groaned as he twisted his hand from side to side. As he thrust his fingers into her up to his knuckles with only his thumb, stopping his hand from completely entering her cunt. John hadn't been in a rush to achieve his goal, he had given her several orgasms. As well as her sucking him off in the twenty minutes it had taken him to reach this stage. 
 Then tucking his thumb in between his fingers, he made her grunt and moan louder. As he pressed his hand in past his knuckles, screwing his hand to ease it in as he did so. A loud shying gasping from Sera; announced John's whole hand had indeed entered her cunt. Then with her cunt lips gripping his wrist, he made her whimper and her cunt bulge in and out as he fisted her to other orgasms. 
 With his cock still under the influence of the sex-enhancing drug, Sera readily accepted his swollen twitching cock into her mouth, when he reached the point when he had to ejaculate again. Janet and Alen were having their own sexual delights, in the other cabin, after Alen had watched Janet add more drops to his drink from that little blue bottle. 
 He had continually dipped his ever hard cock into her none stop, from her cunt to her mouth. She willingly sucked him dry, then caught and sputter as he fucked her mouth, focusing her to swallow his cock as well as his spunk. Although he didn't try to fist her, his fingers did bring forth gussings of female cum. 
 They also invaded her neither regens, the cum from her cunt making her arsehole slippery and plyable enough to slip his cock into. Thereafter he orientated from all three but using her mouth to ejaculate into. Then with his ridged swollen cock, still inserted into her ass they drifted off to sleep. 
   
 
 
 Publication Date: December 14th 2019 https://www.bookrix.com/-kvd9bf587b1e9d5