3-Way Porn – Big Boat Group Sex Party – Part 2

Title: “Nauti-Cal Nymphs: A Saucy Sea Seduction”

The sun-drenched deck of the luxury yacht rocked gently as the salty sea breeze caressed bare skin. Amidst the glistening azure waters and crisp, azure skies, a wild bunch ofbuxom beauties and strapping studs gathered for a day of hedonistic debauchery. Swaying to the sensual beats pulsing from the state-of-the-art sound system, the scantily-clad crew wasted no time diving in.

“Ahoy, mates!” called out a curvy brunette, hopping aboard in a barely-there bikini. Her water-melon sized knockers bounced enticingly as she sashayed over to the bar for a stiff rum concoction. The tanned Adonis behind the counter poured liberally, his eyesapsed on her jiggling cleavage. She winked saucily and tossed back the drink with a grateful nod.

Across the deck, a petite redhead reclined in a lounge chair, her perky tits barely contained by a string bikini top as she lathered on coconut-scented tanning lotion. A stud in board shorts sauntered over, helpfully offering to work the cream into her taut tummy.

“Oooh, aren’t you naughty?” she giggled, arching her back to grant him access. His strong hands kneaded her flesh as she moaned appreciatively. Before long, he was working his way up, cupping her modest breasts and teasing the nipples erect.

On the opposite side of the vessel, a threesome was already underway. A buxom blonde lay sprawled on a plush towel, her breasts spilling out of a royal blue bikini top. One boyfriend nibbled at her neck as he massaged her buzzy clit through her bottoms. The second cam behind her, rubbing his stiff cock along the cleft of her ass.

She reached back to stroke him while her other lover tangled his hands in her hair, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. The blonde writhed between them, lost in the ecstasy of being worshipped by two eager young men.

Meanwhile, near the front of the boat, a knot of people were gathered around something that was making quite a splash – literally. Framed by the yacht’s railing stood a tall hottie, water cascading down her barely-covered body as she planted her hands on theifera and parted her legs invitingly.

Gasps and cheers erupted as a eager stunner knelt down and buried her tongue between the woman’s thighs, lapping at her dripping folds. She cried out in pleasure, her head lolling back as she savored the sensation of being tasted. Strong hands grabbed her ass, pulling her even closer to her new lover’s probing tongue.

The tempo increased, the moans and squeals of the debauched group growing louder as inhibitions melted away in the blazing sun. On nearly every inch of the deck, skin was slapping against skin, lips placed on breasts and cocks were vanishing into welcoming mouths.

Towards the bow, the brunette who had first arrived was sandwiched between two shirtless studs, her top askew and her storage on full display. One nibbled at her neck while the other plumped her flesh in his hands, pinching the stiff peaks. She ground her backside into a quickly-growing bulge behind her.

In a tangled heap on a towel, the curvy blonde’s top and bottoms were swiftly removed, leaving her body bare and gleaming in the bright light. Her boyfriends took their time worshipping every inch, hands roaming and fingers teasing. Soon she was a writhing, begging mess as they brought her closer and closer to the edge.

The petite redhead, now on her hands and knees, felt her bottoms hauled down as her newest partner knelt up behind her. He ran the tip of his cock through her slick folds, causing her to shudder and buck back in anticipation. With a swift thrust, he buried himself inside her, fans crying out as he claimed her in front of the entire group.

Throughout it all, the maritime orgy continued without pause – tanned bodies tangling and untangling like a scorching sea knot, the sounds of debauchery echoing out across the calm water. The threesome on the bow had grown to four as the buxom brunette joined in, one lucky boy on either side of her.

From the rear of the yacht came a sharp gasp that cut through the noise – the blonde had found her release, clinging to her lovers as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Her boyfriends kept going, determined to bring her to the peak again.

The sun-soaked orgies continued without cease, a decadent extravaganza of squelching, moaning, sweating flesh pressed together on the gently undulating deck. Gasps and cries of rapture mixed with the splashing of the wake as the boats’ engines drove it ever onwards.

Sacrifices to the sea, it all in the form of the woman’s naughty pleasures leaked out, causing small tidal waves of her honey that swirled into the froothing below. Around them the world blurred, a collage of flesh tones and glinting eyes and gleaming, potent bodies writhing and heaving in one frenzied, cum-soaked dance. Their wild abandon as they chanced to fuck, any which way they pleased, the carnal joy of a sinful gathering without one worry of what others thought as they made the yacht shake.

The outside world faded away, into a realm of pure sensation – slick and sweaty and hard and wet and soft and delicious. The resort guests’ overwhelming lusts erupted loudly across the waters, the yachts rails serving as a privacy screen, thank goddess no one could see them now …

When it was finally over, the cum scrubbed off and the ditches hosed down, the orgiasts sprawled around the deck, sun-drenched and sated, watching the sunset flame to completion over the ocean. The brunette’s thighs were slick with a pearly residue, the blonde’s chest flushed and heaving. Strewn about like bouyant beach toys at hightide’s end as the salt and lather laved them clean, their skin as glowing and glassy and supreme as hell’s apearsh…

Paradise rediscovered, but fleeting. …Til the next salty adventure.