Chapter 4

Clark started complaining like a big baby, “I’m doing everything you’re telling me to do, but I don’t understand it.” His problems were nothing compared to mine. I was the one with a big cock lodged in my throat.

Then Clark’s fat cockhead got a little too far into my throat and I had to pull off so I wouldn’t throw up.

Getting out of character he leaned forward a little, “Are you OK, buddy?”

Nance grew irritated, “See? Now that’s appreciation. You had genuine concern for James there.”

I heard some guy on the other boat saying to no one and everyone, “Hey, look at those girls. They’re not wearing any tops. And they’ve got fantastic knockers.”

I just got a glimpse of Nancy standing up on a chair, sticking her boobs out for the crowd, before Clark violently pulled my mouth back down on his dick. He was so virile and he knew what he wanted. You gotta respect that.

Gemma told me that with practice I’d get better. I was thinking that I was gonna get a lot more practice about once a month. I was also thinking that if she knew so much, after two years of dating me she should be able to deep throat me doing cartwheels, or at least with her head hanging upside down over the edge of the bed.

Clark was acting on his own now, “Jenny, your mouth is so warm and wet. I love the way you suck my cock.” He looked to Gemma. “Should I tell her I love her?”

“If it were Nance, there would never be a bad time to tell her you love her, but this is Jenni. Just tell her how good she is at it. Tell her how good her ass looks while she’s sucking.”

Nancy was swinging her swim top around in the air yelling, “All you girls take them off!” On the boat people were hooting and hollering.

“And then someone said, “Hey, that guy’s getting a hummer.” I could hear the crowd go quiet as everybody came over to our side of their boat to watch.

I thought I would be humiliated. Instead I shifted to give them a better view.

Another dude exclaimed, “He sure is, and from a guy too.” OK, now I felt some shame.

“A guy? Why would he do that when there’s two beautiful girls on the boat?”

Nancy yelled out, “Hey all you girls: scream if you’re tired of giving blowjobs.”

In response there was a chorus of high-pitched screams coming from the boat.

Nance stopped yelling as we drifted close to them, “Well, we found a solution over here. Now we don’t have to do it ourselves.”

Someone’s swim top landed on the deck next to me. And more than that, one of the guys on the boat joked, “Can I get one too?”

But Nance wasn’t taking it as a joke, “If your girlfriend says it’s OK you can.”

I pulled off of Clark’s big dick again, “Don’t I get a say in this? I could tell by the pleading look on Gemma’s face that she wanted me to say yes. I looked over at the crowd on the boat and mentally counted the guys, then I scrutinized Gemma’s expression. “I get to fuck your butt for every one I blow.”

Gemma squealed in delight and kissed me on the cheek, “Deal. But I would have let you have it forever.”

By now Clark was begging, “Dude, I’m close.” I sorta liked being me again instead of Jenni. It was more honest.

With a little push from Gemma, literally, I got right back to work. I did everything I liked when she did it to me and more. I sucked it really hard. I swirled my tongue. I took it deep into my throat a couple times and I licked his sweaty balls. I swear with one try I was already better than she was.

Clarks hands rested lightly on my head letting me do what I wanted to do. I was bobbing up and down at lightning speed to the boisterous provocation from across the way. And then it happened. Clark threw his head back and his hands clenched tightly on my head. I couldn’t pull off if I wanted to. Jets of familiar spunk shot into my mouth. I liked it better when it leaked out of Nance’s pussy, but it wasn’t bad.

When Clark was done his hands fell limply to his sides. I sat back up on my haunches making a big show out of swallowing everything for the crazed bunch across a few inches of water.

Two guys stepped easily over from the other boat. Gemma looked them over. “Your girlfriend’s said it was OK, right?”

One of them said he was single and the other said he didn’t have a girlfriend. They relayed that none of the girlfriends would allow their guys to come over.

Nance was squeezing and pushing on her tits for the crowd. She yelled back with reckless abandon, “You chicken girls are gonna have to suck your own boyfriend’s meaty cocks tonight!” Now it was the guys turned to cheer.

At this point Gemma was kneeling just behind me, caressing my shoulders while the two guys had their dicks out right in front of my face. They were both pretty average sized dicks. I kissed Gemma, “They’re a beautiful pink, aren’t they?”

Her eyes flashed, “Perfect.”

One guy step forward, and without any fanfare shoved it roughly in my mouth. I sucked greedily as Gemma bit my earlobe whispering “I’m so excited, I’m frigging right now.”

The second guy got impatient, “Hurry up, Jack.”

Gemma scolded him, “You can’t rush a blow job. It’s just wrong.”

But I wanted to rush it. I wanted him to abuse my face thoroughly. I wanted it to be violent. I wanted him to pull out and come all over my face, just for Gemma. I want him to force it down my throat and come directly into my stomach. Whatever was gonna make her happy.”

But now she had her hand on the other guy’s cock. She was fondling it gently, and slowly moving it closer to me. Then she started rubbing it on the side of my face, and then the first guy came. It was salty and sweet. It tasted better than Clarks. I could get used to this, especially with the way that it turned on Gemma.

No sooner had the first guy withdrew than the second guy’s dick was sliding on my tongue. Gemma put his hands on my head and he started pulling me forcefully. She egged him on, “Go on, fuck that mouth! Fuck it hard! Fuck it fast! You know you wanna feed him your nasty goop. I hope you have a lot. I wanna see it leak out from the corners of his mouth. I wanna see my boyfriend swallow. Go ahead and give it to him. Give it to him now.” And saying that, she reached over and tugged on his balls gently.

That’s all it took. Gemma and I got what we wanted. He filled me up with what must’ve been a single man’s load. It was a load bigger than Clarks yesterday, bigger than the one he’d just given me. It was slimy and gooey and thick, and I swished it all around in my mouth before making another show of swallowing it. Behind me Gemma was exclaiming, “This is the fucking hottest. I’m gonna lick your balls so good for this. I’m gonna lick your balls every day. I’m gonna wake you up licking your balls. I’m gonna put you to bed licking your balls. She sounded utterly wanton and I loved her all the more for it.

With cummy lips I turned to face her, “Did you come?”

“No, but how about we go back to the cottage and I do a 69 with Nance why you lick my butt?”

“Deal!” I answered, and then I thought about it, “You know, in that position Nance’s tits would be in a perfect position for me to rub them. I’ve never even touched them. Can I?”

“You keep doing whatever I want, and you can do anything Nancy will let you do.”

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