“Seriously though, Marsha, just how did you have in mind to orchestrate this little cum-paint party?” Brian wanted to know.
“Well, I really didn’t have a specific agenda planned, but I have some ideas. Like, Denise and I could masturbate in front of you two, and you guys could jack off. When we all cum, we could smear our juices over the decks. Or, we could all fuck, and you guys could pull out and shoot your cum all over everything. Dennie and I could wipe our juices on the seats. And I was thinking that if you guys fingered us off, maybe one of us girls might find we can squirt. Whichever one can, she’d squirt cum everywhere” Marsha expanded her original idea.
“So what you’re suggesting is that we have a massive jack off party? God, that sounds hot!” Ted exclaimed.
“Actually, it wouldn’t really matter how we came, just as long as we all did, and made sure our juices got spread all over the boat. I’m game, if everyone else is” Marsha went on.
“Yeah, let’s do it!” Denise added her vote for Marsha’s idea. “Who wants to start? You guys, or us?”
“I’m in!” Ted declared, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his pants and starting to push them downwards. “Oh, come on Brian,” Ted admonished, “I’m not going to do this all by myself!” By the time he’d finished urging his friend, his semi-erect cock was fully exposed. Not one to be left out, Brian followed suit, removing his pants and shirt, then moving to help Marsha undress.
Denise stared at the two naked boys, fascinated by the size of their members, then began to remove her top slowly and sensually. As she started to take off her shorts and panties, she did a suggestive strip-tease, primarily for Ted’s benefit, but she caught Brian looking at her emerging nudity, too, his eyes as big as saucers. As she revealed her body for both boys to see, she glanced at Marsha, still fully clothed, and gave her a look of encouragement.
“Come on, Marsha,” Denise growled with a hint of annoyance, “you too. After all, this was your idea. If you don’t strip, I’m going to have to take on both these guys all by myself!” The idea of pleasuring the two males simultaneously sent a shiver of lust through her entire system.
Marsha pulled off her top, pushing her chest out to accentuate her breasts, and began to undo her shorts. It was then that Brian became mobilized again, and he stepped towards her with a lustful look in his eyes.
“Here, Sweetie,” he began to offer, “let me help you off with those.” Marsha looked up into Brian’s face, and the anticipation of him undressing her started the flow of lubricating moisture between her thighs. Smiling expectantly, she moved her arms aside so that Brian could finish what she’d started. He gently pulled the front zipper down, then carefully eased both her shorts and her panties over her hips and down her shapely legs, until both garments rested at her ankles. Marsha delicately stepped out of her clothing, posing in such a way that both Brian and Ted could see her naked body full on. The effect on their growing erections was unmistakable. Both boy’s cocks were ram-rod hard, Ted’s pointing straight out, and Brian’s aiming slightly upwards, a slow and gentle curve arching along the length of his now-twitching shaft.
“Mmm,” Denise moaned, “you two look good enough to eat!” Moving to stand beside Ted, she reached for his swollen manhood and began to softly stroke her hand up and down its length. Gazing into his eyes, she leaned into him, planted her pouty lips against his, and began to search for his tongue. Ted wrapped one arm around Denise’s waist, pulling her closer, and cupped her breast with the other hand. They held their lip-lock for over a minute, Denise softly manipulating Ted’s organ as he twisted and pulled her hardening nipple. Breaking their kiss, she gazed wantonly into his eyes, then sank to her knees in front of him. “Mmm, I think this needs a good licking!” she declared, even as her lips began to slide over the head of Ted’s cock.
Marsha had stepped into Brian’s arms, and was softly exploring his hard cock with her soft, smooth fingers, running the tips of them along his length lightly. Brian moaned lustfully at her touch, lost in the sensuous tickling sensations she gave his manhood. Pressing herself tighter to her boyfriend, she grasped his free hand and pressed it to her soft, pliable orb, encouraging him to squeeze it as he flicked his finger slowly over her turgid teat. Her fingers rubbed the hole of his purple helmet, feeling the slippery warmth of his pre-cum, and smearing his juice all over his cockhead. She felt him twitch at her touch, and that throbbing in his shaft got more of her pussy juices flowing. With her other hand, Marsha pulled Brian’s fingers down to her steaming snatch, pushing and forcing them deep into her slit, directing his digits directly to her sopping wet entrance. As Brian slid first one finger, then two into her heated love canal, she moaned a long and happy welcome. With two fingers inside her, she felt deliciously filled, even as he worked them in and out of her cunt to prepare her for his massive cock’s penetration.
Ted felt completely consumed as Denise began sliding him in and out of her mouth, lathering up his shaft a little more with each stroke. Soon she had taken three quarters of his length, and was lightly teasing his balls with one hand, while augmenting her oral action on his cock-shaft with the other. “Oh God, Baby! That feels so fucking good! Suck it! Suck my cock, and make me cream all over this fucking deck” Ted wailed. His enthusiasm drew Brian and Marsha’s attention towards his and Denise’s activities. Brian became aware that Denise had moved one hand between her legs, and was busy rubbing her pussy as she continued to suck on Ted’s glistening cock. The sight sent a thrill through his groin. Both the sight of Ted and Denise, and the shivers she felt run through Brian sent a pre-orgasmic tingle through Marsha’s clit.
“Baby,” she cooed in Brian’s ear, “would you like me to suck your beautiful cock like that? Lick it, slide my lips up and down it, tickle the underside with my tongue, and swallow it down my throat? Hmm? Would you like me to be your very own cocksucker?” The thought of Marsha sucking him was almost too much for Brian, and he groaned loudly in acceptance of her offer. “Say it,” she growled back at him, “tell me what you want. Beg me to suck you, to make you cum, to lick your hard, hairy cock until you shoot your load!”
“Oh God yes!” Brian cried out, “Suck me, Marsha, suck my cock! Suck my hard prick until my spunk spurts out! Jack me off all over this deck!” He went wild with lustful pleas, and Marsha slowly slid down his chest, kissing and lightly biting his nipples as she passed them.
Once on her knees, Marsha began to lick the head of Brian’s cock that she still held captive in one hand. Her descent had pulled his fingers out of her cunt, and she replaced them with three of her own while still lightly tickling and teasing her knotted nub. Kissing his purple helmet, Marsha let her tongue wrap around its ridges just before her lips engulfed his cockhead, the withdrawing him once again, she ran her lips along the underside of his shaft slowly, her tongue tracing the length of him down to his balls, then back up. She moaned sensuously at the lustful wickedness she felt, wanting to pleasure him fully, and herself for his benefit.