Boat Trip

Shortly after moving into our new home we met the neighbors. Had a few grill outs, some nice dinners and even a semi-neighborhood pool party at their home. They seem like the usual typical Americans, enjoy hosting parties which suits us fine as it is right next door and we can leave to go back to our dwelling at any time. 

After the majority of the folks left their pool party we stayed to help clean up and tidy the area. 

All the while we are cleaning up, conversing has occurred and again, we were invited back the following weekend for a special type of party. It did not mean much to us at the time, just thought it would be another dinner or semi-private cook out. 

The week progressed as normal, work, kids stuff, and enjoying each other’s company. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and we were looking forward to the weekend. Friday eventually rolls around and after a long week we question if we even want to go to the party that night. You want to go and yet I am sort of reluctant and more in the mood for staying home with you. You give me a cheeky grin and say we have to go, it is a special party. I had forgotten about that but what does it even mean? As I press you for answer you say you do not know but think it will be fun. I give up and go upstairs to get ready. As we busy ourselves with getting prepped, you seem a bit touchy with me. Not that I mind, but if we heading out, let’s go and wait for the sexiness to happen when we return home. 

After a bit of prep we are ready and head out the door and walk across the lawn. Our hands intertwined, and we walk step by step next to one another. 

We arrive at the front door and knock. Momentarily we are let in with hugs and cheek kisses by our hosts. As we look around, everything seems normal and a few of the usually suspects from neighboring houses are there. I wonder what makes this occasion so special? 

We find a comfy area on the couch to sit and join in on the ongoing conversations. Nothing unusual, work stuff, family drama, neighborhood nonsense. Just as expected. Soon our hosts bring out some snacks and announce that the games will begin shortly. I think to myself, games? What games? I glance at you and only get a quick wink as you delve back into your ongoing conversation with another neighbor lady. 

I shrug it off and go back to talking with other neighbors about mundane matters. But my keeps going back to these games. I had no knowledge of any games to be played and wondered if you and the neighbors had something set up or maybe you were just more in the know. But it is just a game so I should drop it and see what happens. 

Thirty minutes or so pass and our hosts announce it is time to start. Start what I ask, they respond, the games. Looking at me as if I was an idiot. This was odd, why was I not told about this prior. What type of games are we going to be playing? 

The husband leaves the room and is quickly back with a few deck of cards. In total there are 4 couples at this party, all who we knew pretty well, but we were the newest to this group. Everyone got along and we all had pleasant enough nonencounters in passing, at the grocery, etc. 

Our hots sits back down and starts to shuffle the cards. I glance over at you again only to get another wink and you are right back into your concurrent conversation. After the decks are shuffled, and cut the host looks around and states that the game is strip poker and nothing is wild. This sort of takes me aback as we have never been anywhere near intimate with any of these folks let alone more than in a bathing suite at that pool party a few weeks ago. 

Before I can even turn my head to look at you, you squeeze my hand in a sign of reassurance and lean in a bit closer to me. 

Well now, this is all sort of an unexpected surprise to me but hell, it is just strip poker. What is the worst that can happen? 

Cards are dealt and the game begins. Folks are betting the typical opening bets, a shoe, a sock, etc. fast forward a few hands and many of us are left in just underwear or a shirt. The atmosphere is casual and nothing all that sexual is happening. Just a group of 8 consenting adults playing strip poker. 

A hour later and most of us are topless, or near naked. It seems a bit strange as we have known these folks a while but I was not expecting this. Was Miz in on it, did she know ahead of time? 

We move on to hour three, four people have lost everything and have nothing to bet. I am left in my underwear, our hosts only have t-shirts, and you have panties and your shirt. 

Never knew you were so good at poker Miz. But good on you. The next hand is dealt and I lose. As I slip off the last of my clothes I wonder how this will play out. Those already out are deep in conversation about random nonsense, but all seem to be comfortable in just their skin. 

I take this as a clue as I strip off my last piece of clothing and hand it over to you. Only then noticing you have accumulated a grip of clothes. Yay, my baby is winning. But what does winning even mean? 

As I sit and watch the next deal, I am beginning to think you will win. Bets are placed and both of our hosts go all in, you up the stakes as you have one more article of clothing. They whisper amongst themselves and say deal, if we can bet you two a boating trip next week, should we lose. 

Hell, I did not even know they had a boat. What is happening here. You readily agree and as the final cards are dealt out a smirk comes across your face. 

My first thought is, how did you get this far with such a bad poker face but next thing I know cards are being laid on the table and you have won yet again. While our hosts are a bit stunned they just look at each other and giggle. Next thing I know, they are standing up and stripping off the last remaining bits of their clothing. So here we are, 7 of us all naked, and you with a pile of our clothes. 

The kind person you are offers it all back to us but our hosts protest and say no. This is how the game ended and you can give them back to us later. More snacks are served and folks continue on as if they were fully dressed. Our hosts invite everyone out to take a dip in their hot tub and no one turns them down. While nothing sexual is happening, it is just like a nudist camp, aside from you, things go as expected for the rest of the evening. In the wee hours of the night, we are given our clothes back and depart for our respective homes. 

On our walk back, I ask if you knew about this and am told no, it was just as much of a surprise to you as it was to me. What about this boat trip I ask, and you say the same thing. But hey, we have something to do next weekend, right? Right I answer but still wonder if you were in on this. 

The next week goes just like the last, work, kids, normal day to day stuff. 

Saturday morning rolls around and it is time for you to collect your winnings, a boat trip with our neighbors. I have wondered if it will be just us, the whole group of naked folks, or something else unexpected. 

After a short trip to the lake we have arrived at the marina where their boat is docked. We stand idly by for a few minutes and they arrive. The four of us head out onto the peer and we find they have a boat bigger than either of us expected. It has a few cabins, a nice mahogany deck, and even a decent size kitchen. Our jaws are on the floor but we play it cool. I ask if anyone is joining us and am told ‘nope, just the four us so get on board and get comfortable.’ 

Waiting for a few minutes and then we are pulling out of the harbor and and while little words have been spoken I notice the neighbors’ wife is taking off her top. I look over at you only to find you are doing the same. My eyes become wide. What is happening, is this something the ladies planned. I look up at our captain and he has striped off his clothes as well. As you pull down your shorts, the neighbors’ wife is already naked and settling in on a nearby beach to get some sun. Now I am the only one with clothes and feel a bit overdressed. So when in Roam, right? I strip down and lay back, grab your hand and enjoy the suns beams on my body.

The air feels warm, the temperature is just about perfect and the four of us, in the huge boat are miles from land or any other vessel. 

It is a claiming feeling and even freeing. Few words are spoken aside from some simple pleasantries about the weather and the conditions of the water. 

Our hosts make it known that if we want to grab a bite to eat or something to drink the galley is fully stocked and we can help ourselves. About an hour into our journey around this big lake, we both decided to get a water and some chips so we start heading below deck to the galley, we ask our hosts if they want anything and they simply wave is on and say they are good. 

We soon find ourselves alone, in the belly of this huge boat, naked and deeply interested in one another. I whisper to you, ‘should we take the chance and let me slip him in you?’ You blush and give me a soft swap with your hand telling me to behave. But your body is looking so enticing to me so I grab your ass and pull you close as we start to make out. 

You again give me a loving swat across the chest and pull away reminding me to behave. Maybe you are right, this is probably not the best time to try and put another baby inside you. Figuring our hosts would not want cum on their floor as some would surely run out of your tight little pussy. 

We grab our waters and a bag of chips and head back up to the main deck. It is then we get a bit of a shock. Our neighbor, the captain of this boat is getting his dick sucked by his wife as he navigates the ship. We look at each other and are not sure what to think. He hears us, looks towards us, gives a wink, and is back to steering the ship. His wife’s lips still inhaling his cock as if it were nothing. We take our seats and pretend that nothing is really happening but the wife starts morning a bit louder and is not seemingly rubbing her pussy, while sucking him off as he drives the boat. 

I look at you and see your eyes fixated on the happenings a few feet away from us. Your hand grips my hand and you squeeze. 

It as if, for these two, we do not even exist. I reach over and give your ass a gentle squeeze. You seemed to like that so I move to your breast and do the same. You smile a little but your gaze is transfixed on the two neighbors in front of us. Her hand is rubbing her pussy faster and fast as she keeps his cock deep in her mouth. 

I bend over a bit to take your nipple into my mouth. Your back arches a bit, I squeeze your ass again and pull you closer. We can hear the captain starting to breath a bit heavier and I notice you seem to be losing your inhibitions. 

Suddenly we notice the wife stands up and moves in front of the captain with her ass facing him. She grips the wheel with one hand and with the other places his hands on her ass. She softly says something to him, but we cannot hear the exchange. But we see he is now pushing his cock into her as she bends a bit more forward and lets out a loud moan. 

This clues you into what is happening and you turn to face me and ask me to take you. I quickly pull you onto my lap and we position my cock at the entrance of your now soaking wet pussy. You sit down further and I implant my dick deep inside of you. The warm are is gently blowing across our naked bodies, we press our chests together and you keep looking back and catching glimpses of our neighbors fucking at the helm. 

We kiss, grind and hump without worry. You ask me, are they looking at us? I look over and, yes, they are, every so often. The four of us all lost in our own little worlds of passion. No one around for miles and moans coming from all of us. 

As if on cue, all four of us cum at the same time and the moans of pleasure echo throughout the lake. 

You collapse onto me and gently kiss my neck. As we sit here, my dick still in you, cum about to drop out we lock lips. 

A bit of time passes and you stand up to stretch and regain your composure. The neighbors wife walks over and asks if you want to use the lavatory as she will show you the way. You nod and the two of you, naked walk away into the depot the boat to clean up.