Swinging on the water my boyfriend surprised me with Ronnie ♕

Swinging on the water

Have you ever had sex on the deck of a speedboat? You should see it is awesome. Of course, when I did it, it was a little of a few things I love: public sex, sex outdoors, and cuckolding. LOL, well, I was having sex with a stranger while my male partner watched. LOL, whatever you want to call it I was swinging on the water.

I have always had a high sex drive, and now that I am at my sexual peak, it is even stronger. Add in that I love being outside, in nature, the fewer clothes on, the better. Sometimes I wonder if I might have/be aquaphilic. There is something about being in or on the water that is so arousing.

I told my partner at the time partner Greg, before we started dating, so he knew that I was in the swing of life. And he said he did not mind, he still wanted to date. Tonight, Greg arranged a “nice surprise” for me.

Greg picked me up for a date late one afternoon, and we headed for a marina. I thought that the surprise might be a nice meal. But then it turned out that he had gotten a ski boat. He jumped into it and set down a picnic basket, and turned the motor on.

I still had no clue what was going to happen.

Taking off my heels and he helped me into the boat. I had just started getting my balance on that rocking boat when I heard footsteps. Turning, I saw Greg shaking hands with a guy a few years younger than Greg.

They both got into the boat quickly. Greg introduced us. I reached out to shake his hand and barely heard Greg tell me that his name was Ronnie.

I will say up front that there was nothing wrong with Greg’s cock. It gets rock hard and is perfectly average-sized. Greg was a fine lover, had good control, stamina, average sexual skills, and was learning exactly what I liked. Add all that together, and his willingness to learn made him a great lover.

Now, Ronnie was an unknown, but the power of my reaction to his hands was but a glimpse of just how he affected me.

I have rarely met someone I had such an intense, overwhelming sexual attraction. I was not positive about what was going on tonight on the boat. But I had an idea about what I wanted to take place.

Greg raised me to my feet, looked me in my eyes very intensely, and told me why he had invited Ronnie.

Greg had invited Ronnie to go swinging on the water with us.

Once Greg told me he turned and sat down and started steering the boat out into the channel. I was slightly shocked because Greg and I had never discussed swinging. And I knew Greg was very religiously straight.

I had barely kept on my feet as Greg guided the boat towards the channel. But when he pushed the throttle down, I completely lost my footing. Ronnie saved me from a nasty fall by yanking me towards him. I wound up plopping onto his lap.

Ronnie was so sweet yet forcefully male – All alpha. He said he had been in swing life for years, so he understood. Then declared that nothing was going to happen since I was not part of the arrangements.

The problem was that my body was ready to come now. I twisted to straddle him and said, “Want to bet?” with a pure challenge.

I slid my hands towards his shorts pulling the waistband down even as he was gripping my ass. He discovered I was not wearing panties about the same time I pulled his 9-inch fat cock from his shorts.

In moments, my mind was lost to my body’s demands of swinging on the water.

With each and every intrusive thrust, overwhelming pleasure burst like fireworks throughout my body. Setting the fire in me more intense.

Selfishly, each thrust of his scepter of masculinity was an invasion. He attacked with his cock pistoning in and out of my feminine center.

Held in place by the power in his will reinforced by his hands. My pussy juices slide down my thighs dripping from my pussy, his cock, and ball.

My pussy was so swollen that every part of it clung to his cock. It was as if my pussy had a mind of its own. Squeezing his rod like a vice.

Yet swollen so tight that he had to use power to force his cock in. Once again, his commanding cock was buried balls deep. It hit my cervix and all awareness left my mind, even of having outdoors sex as I felt my greedy pussy clenched down hard. Trying to keep his cock where it felt best. even as the speedboat began helping as we bounced through the water… Want to know more? Call me

“Sexual pleasure is, I agree, a passion to which all others are subordinate but in which they all unite.”

~ Marquis de Sade