A few years ago we met a couple with whom we spent an exciting night at their place with good conversation, sauna, wine and home-cooked food. It also became physical at some point, but without swapping partners.
Their names are Emma and Terry and they are a little different to us, as they are somewhat spiritual and place a lot of value on sensuality and naturalness. But what we found attractive about each other was that we were all attracted to natural bodies. Although Monica and I also shave regularly, whereas Terry and Emma haven’t shaved for years. Terry in particular was very curious about Monica’s unshaven private parts and when he saw her naked, he could hardly get enough of her round, feminine bum too.
We both didn’t want to allow more than a massage and a few touches and watching each other that night, and as we live very far away, we didn’t see Terry and Emma for a long time after that.
Until they texted us at some point to say that they now have a sailing boat on a beautiful lake in Italy, where they spend a lot of time, especially in the summer. And of course naked.
We thought that we definitely didn’t want to miss this opportunity and immediately announced our visit for the following summer.
After a few months of joyful anticipation, during which Terry repeatedly asked Monica not to shave any part of her body until the summer (and thus for several months), we finally ended up at the lake in question on a hot Sunday morning in July.
After an exuberant welcome, a quick shower and a small snack, we headed straight to the boat, where we naturally took off all our clothes as soon as we reached the middle of the lake.
We enjoyed the moment and let our gaze wander. We looked at the clear water, the other boats in the distance, the mountains in the background and let the sun warm us up properly. I suggested that we toast with an Aperol Spritz and got my backpack, in which I had stowed two bottles of Aperol. Terry goes straight into the cabin to get prosecco and ice from the fridge and Emma accompanies him to take care of the glasses. A short time later we are all sitting on deck again and toasting the next few days together. For the moment, life couldn’t be better.
Monica and I are lying together and on the other side of the boat are Terry and Emma. We talk and laugh and drink and after a while we are just lying in the sun, already a little tipsy and enjoy the warmth and at the same time the mild breeze that makes the heat bearable. I keep touching and caressing Monica’s body and enjoy feeling her next to me. I notice how the need to feel her more intensely is growing and so my hand ends up between her legs and starts playing with her now very long pubic hair. I open her legs slightly to get better access to her clit, but at the same time to give Terry and Emma a better view.
Terry hasn’t missed this and he watches me playing with Monica while he talks to Emma. At some point I decide to bend over Monica and play with my tongue on the sweaty, warm area between her legs. Monica likes this and she opens her legs wider and wider while my tongue circles her clit and pussy lips.
I look discreetly at Terry and Emma and see that Terry is really hard now. Emma doesn’t let on, but she seems to be enjoying the sizzling atmosphere.
Finally, I put Monica’s legs over my shoulder and we begin to make passionate love. we kiss and lick and moan and scream louder and louder as we forget everything around us. there is only the sun, the lake and our sweaty, twitching bodies. at some point, we reach an intense climax together and realise that terry and emma have been watching us the whole time. rarely before have we felt that free, carefree and uninhibited, even though we were being watched. Or maybe because it was quite a turn on.
At some point Terry asks from the other side if he can put sunscreen on Monica and she just says “Yes, of course” and turns onto her tummy. He gets the bottle of sunscreen, sits down next to her and starts to rub it all over her body. His hands glide gently over her oily, wet skin. He takes a little more time for her bum and thighs and so the application of the cream turns into more of a massage, which Monica obviously enjoys.
He asks her to turn round and then he carefully starts to rub her breasts.
I can see Monica’s nipples slowly getting hard while his cock grows to a stately size again, but Monica can’t see this because she has her eyes closed and is enjoying the touches.
It is a surreal but at the same time hot sight as Terry bends over Monica, rubs cream on her and his cock sticks up rock hard.
I decide to leave them alone and cool off and jump into the lake. After a few laps in the water, I climb back onto the boat, refreshed.
I see that Monica is now on top of Terry, sucking his cock and pulling his foreskin back and forth with her hand. Terry’s head is between Monica’s legs where he is eating her pussy with relish and passion while spreading her buttocks with his hands so that his tongue can better reach every corner of her pleasure centre.
Meanwhile, Emma is apparently below deck preparing dinner. I decide to sit in Terry and Emma’s place and watch Monica and Terry while I dry off in the sun and finish my glass of Aperol.
Monica has now realised that I’m back and keeps looking over at me, moaning, smiling, rolling her eyes. She also tries to make sure that I have the best view of Terry’s tongue gliding through her pussy lips again and again.
Finally she says to Terry: ‘Show me how horny you are and let me feel your warm cream on my skin’. Terry then grabs his cock, strokes it two or three times and explodes. His cum squirts in a high arc onto Monica’s face, her boobs and her belly.
He bends over her face with his cock and lets Monica lick the last drops from his tip and then he just says: “Monica, you are so incredibly sexy. If there was a sex goddess, she would have your name.”
Terry and I swap places again and we continue with our relaxation program accompanied by some drinks.
Over the course of the afternoon and evening, Monica and I, Terry and Emma and Terry and Monica take it in turns (or have sex at the same time) a few more times. Emma and I, on the other hand, prefer to cheer Terry and Monica on instead of making out ourselves.
The night is perfect, not hot and not too cold, we have a clear sky with a view of the bright moon and enjoy the freedom and ease and the primal feeling of our bodies wet and sticky with sweat, cum and saliva.
The next day I wake up with the sun on my face and at the same time with a loud moan coming from outside the cabin. I see that Monica is not lying next to me and so I climb straight up onto the deck to see what is going on there early in the morning.
When I get up there, I see Monica bent over and standing at the railing with her legs wide apart and Terry behind her, fucking her with strong and rhythmic strokes.
I have to admit that it looks pretty hot and my morning glory is only getting bigger.
I shout good morning to them both, whereupon they immediately stop and look over at me, even though Terry is still inside her.
Monica says: ‘Hi baby, it’s so beautiful here… How about you take over and let Terry make you a coffee?’
I reply: ‘Sounds good, how long have you been here?’, to which Monica explains: ‘I bumped into Terry in the toilet about an hour ago, just before sunrise, and he told me that now would be the ideal time to watch the sunrise. We went on deck together and stood at the railing watching the sun rise over the mountains while Terry couldn’t keep his hands off my bum.’
At some point I bent her over,’ Terry adds, ’and started licking her bum.
Yes, and that made me so horny that I pulled him towards me and told him to fuck me until the sun came up all the way,’ Monica finishes the story.
I laugh and say, ‘Wow, that sounds wild. Make me a coffee then, Terry’ as I walk over to Monica to greet her with a deep and intense kiss.
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