When the forecast promises a weekend of warm sunshine, my wife and I like to head to the local river with our canoe.
A paddle up stream for a couple of miles with a picnic, a windbreak, a couple of towels and the newspapers on board is a great way to get a bit of exercise, see some wildlife and escape the pressures of modern living.
We were doing exactly that a couple of weekends ago and headed to our favourite spot on the river bank which is a grassy knoll free from nettles, thistles, inquisitive cows and, most importantly, other people. Little did I know that in the next few minutes, a whole pile of my fantasies were about to come true.
With the canoe tied to the branches of an overhanging tree (making it almost invisible to other river users), we set up camp, making sure that we were indeed alone. We did so, because on a day like that, it is great to strip naked and enjoy the sunshine on our bodies while we read the papers and anticipate the first glass of chilled white wine to go with our lunch.
Stripped off, the first task was to slap the sun screen on and as always, as I rubbed it in to my wife's nicely rounded bottom, large breasts, thighs and stomach, I could not avoid getting hard. She works out at the gym and despite being 42, still looks good. She is aware of her body and likes to trim her bush right back, so the last place for the sun cream to be applied was on her mound, ensuring that her pussy was well covered and that it is all rubbed in. Doing that certainly made her moist and a few strokes of my finger along her labia lips and on her clit got a murmur of approval.
She took the bottle of sun screen from me and it was my turn to be massaged in the sun. With my back to her, she rubbed in generous amounts to my back and arse cheeks with a firm and strong hand. Reaching around from behind, she felt out for my hard cock and gave it a glorious rub with her greasy hand before cupping my balls with her other hand and oiling them up too.
We were both turned on by the warm heat on our naked skin, our abandonment to everything around us and the sheer rudeness of doing what we were doing in the open air, in a public place.
We swapped places, so that she was now facing the river with me behind her, arms around her waist, so I could slide my fingers up and down her pussy crack while my hard cock pushed hard in her back. I could feel her slipping in to the deep place she goes when aroused and when her head lolled back on my shoulder, eyes shut, I knew she was well on the way to her first orgasm.
As I continued to stroke and caress, her fingers joined in with mine and pretty soon she was masturbating hard, pummelling her exposed pussy in the sunlight with her right hand, while her left reached behind and pulled and caressed at my foreskin.
It was easy to get totally lost in the moment and it was me who first saw the approaching river launch out of the corner of my eye. It swung fully in to view and the three lads on board did a cartoon style double take, their jaws hanging open and eyes out on stalks as they took in the scene.
My wife, eyes still closed was oblivious of their presence and continued to slide her fingers furiously over her now engorged and swollen pussy. Juices were running down her leg which shone in the sunlight and would have been clearly obvious to the lads on the boat.
I said nothing and with the boat now stopped about 15' away, they had a grandstand view of what was going on. They clearly liked what they saw too, judging by the bulge in their swimming shorts and the eldest one -- probably aged around 19 -- was rubbing his hard on through the material.
When I smiled at them and held a finger to my lips in order to keep quiet, they became a little more bold and pretty soon, I was facing three well built and trim athletic bodies, shorts around their ankles as they stroked themselves in the sun.
One of the kids had a monster cock and even though I am pretty well endowed, I wondered what my wife would say if she were to see it. She was still lost in the power of her fingers and as her breathing got more ragged, I knew that she was close to cumming.
As the orgasm built, I whispered in her ear. `Don't jump or panic, but you are turning more than me on, hon. Open your eyes'.
She was now gasping out loud as the orgasm took hold and as the damn broke and it gushed forth, she took in the watching boys who looked like they too were pretty close to spraying their load. Her eyes were fixed on the biggest cock and even if she wanted to stop herself, she could not. Her fingers increased in speed and the intensity of her orgasm grew as she gave herself up to complete abandonment in front of her audience.
Her loud gasps turned in to louder screams as she let herself go and her body shook as the intense orgasm released like a torrent. She half fell, half stumbled to the floor, incapable of doing anything as aftershocks continued to twitch through her, leaving four guys with very hard hard-ons wondering what might happen next.
I was desperate to have her and got on top in front of our audience and pushed hard in to her moist passage, which caused the tremors to start all over again. She thrust hard back up at me and a wicked gleam came in to her eye.
I was rolled over on to my back and she straddled my cock, back towards me, so that the lads could see in clear detail her pumping action up and down my hard shaft. She was totally devoid of shame or embarrassment and was clearly well turned on by being watched -- so unlike her, when she would normally run a mile at the thought of being spotted nude.
This change in her was fulfilling a fantasy of mine and I rather hoped that one or two more fantasies might be indulged before the day was out.
`Why don't you invite them to our picnic?' I said, in a voice loud enough for the lads to hear and if my wife did respond, it was drowned out by the sound of the outboard firing up and bringing the boat to the bank.
The three boys leapt ashore like they were after an Olympic long jump gold medal and the bow rope was swiftly wrapped around the nearest branch before three hard cocks were bouncing in front of my Mrs face.
As she rode up and down on me, she took a cock in each hand and started to wank them hard. The largest cock was reserved for her mouth and she was soon greedily slurping away on it as the boy fucked her mouth hard.
From what I could see, fantasy number two -- a full on orgy - was now a reality and it didn't take me long to shoot my load inside my wife. She wasn't done by a long chalk though and she turned on all fours, allowing her blow job recipient to take her doggy style.
I was still on my back on the floor, so slithered down until I was level with her cum dripping pussy and watched as it was stretched wider than she had ever experienced by the eldest lad. It was great to watch her take in the sensation of a different -- and very aroused penis -- and to hear her start to moan as it filled her up.
I have always wondered what it might be like to be with a guy and I admit to being bi-curious and fantasizing about holding and sucking another man while he did the same to me.
Tentatively, I lifted up my head and slid my tongue along her crack. I could taste the bitterness of my own cum against the sweetness of her own juices, as the strangers cock pushed back and forth just fractions away from my caress. Emboldened, I gave some bolder, firmer strokes with my tongue and travelled down over the exposed clit until I made contact with the sliding cock, before heading back again and circling her swollen clit again.
The three of us were instantly alive and turned on to the new sensation and my wife turned to watch as my tongue once again tasted cock for the first time. At that moment, his prick slipped out or her wetness and immediately found a home in my mouth. Fantasy three was underway, quickly followed by fantasy four when I felt a moist mouth descend on to my own hardness out of sight, but certainly not mind!
For the next few minutes, my wife's pussy and my mouth both took the strangers cock as we all fucked each other with increased frenzy and my tongue lashed back and forth, in and out, up and down, not caring what body part it touched or whose juices I was swallowing.
It didn't take long before he exploded in to her and immediately I got a mouth full of their combined fluids pouring out across my face and when that happened, I came for the second time in to the mouth of the boy who had got to work on me. As the eldest lad rolled away, I was just in time to see that in turn, my blow job stranger was having his cock sucked hard and he in turn was exploding in to the mouth of his friend.
We were all spent and simply rolled off each other and lay in the sun, slowly coming back to our senses and wondering how something so simple from just a few moments ago had turned in to something so intense and decadent.
My cock was still twitching and my wife lay on the grass, legs apart with her pink gash red and swollen from its recent pummelling. The lads suddenly looked like young lads again and the moment was rather awkward. It was then that the sound of another boat coming down the river reached our ears.
Sudden panic ensued as people grabbed their trunks and swimsuits before another party got a grandstand view of our picnic site. Just as the boat appeared, the lads managed to get back on-board and were reversing back from the bank, my wife looked prim and proper in her deckchair, newspaper in hand while I got to work on the picnic things.
The driver of the new boat saw nothing other than a tranquil riverside scene, gave us all a friendly wave and passed on down the river.
Just before the lads followed suit, my wife stood up, came to the rivers edge and shouted across at them `If the weather is hot next week, we'll be here again at the same time. Hope you can join our picnic too!'
I couldn't believe what I had heard. So now I'm watching the weather forecast like a hawk, praying for sun, sun and more sun next Sunday!