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Carrie knelt on the floor, her head thrown back, her eyes closed and her hands clutching at her bare breasts. As she rocked back and forth, the huge dildo between her legs slid in and out of her wet, open hole. Each time it slipped into her, her mouth would open and she would let out a small cry of pleasure.

Carrie's small stature contrasted the huge size of the phallus she was plunging into herself. It was at least two and a half inches across and over twelve inches long, with a realistic swollen head that parted her lips with each stroke. Occasionally she would slide all the way down its length and rotate her hips to feel the huge balls at its base rub against her clit. This never ceased to bring moans and cries of encouragement from the people crowded around, watching her. This too heightened Carrie's profound enjoyment. She loved to be watched when she was hot and lusty and it didn't matter who it was, just as long as they were enjoying her. The more they wanted, the more she wanted to give them.

Doug was always fascinated by her exhibitions. Though he had watched her erotic performance many times for countless onlookers, he still found them totally exciting and never failed to encourage her when she appeared to be in this kind of mood.

This one had started early in the day. When Carrie had gotten up, she had put on a tiny thong bikini bottom, some high heeled sandals and a thin, cropped T-top that revealed her nipples each time she moved her arms and showed the soft curve of the under side of her breasts when she was just standing still. She was casually strolling across the sun deck of the boat to join Doug for coffee when a couple of horns had sounded from nearby boats anchored in the cove.

"You're disturbing the fishermen and skiers," Doug said with a grin.

"Good! I intended to and I'm glad they didn't disappoint me," Carrie replied with a fake haughtiness.

Doug had poured her some coffee and they had chatted while they sipped the warm brew. Doug hadn't failed to notice that Carrie seemed unusually vivacious. After she had finished her coffee, she had busied herself by straightening up the deck. She walked around, bending over to pick up and straightened things and reaching up to adjust wind-socks that really didn't need adjusting.

"Show off!"

"You don't like it," Carrie asked looking back at him over her shoulder and baring her rear to Doug and all the other boats.

"Yes, but you should be more modest; the other boaters might see you," Doug teased.

Carrie had placed her hand over her bare left cheek and said, "There! Is that better?"

"Much. Now they won't get hard-ons watching you."

Carrie jerked her hand away and replied, "I want them all to get enormous hard-ons. I may need them later," and stuck her rear out with a little wiggle to one side.

Another horn had sounded as Carrie had winked at Doug and then continued her very un-domestic cleaning chores.

Carrie had continued the morning showing off for Doug and the boaters. Since her outfit became nearly transparent when it was wet, she took frequent dips in the water to "cool off". Her dark, erect nipples were plainly visible through her top when she got out of the water and the "nakedness" of her shaved slit was clearly apparent.

After she had finished the margarita that Doug had fixed for her, she suggested that he make another one for her so that she "could get even more casual". He had quickly satisfied her request and delivered it to the lounge chair she was sitting in.

"What's the quickest way to give every guy in the cove an erection," Carrie asked as she took the drink from Doug's hand? "I want to; them and you and anyone else that might be around."

"Well." Doug thought for a moment. "You might just stand up and shout 'Anybody want to fuck?'"

"No! More subtle, more erotic. I am so horny and I want to make everyone as horny as I am."

"Then tease us!" Doug went on, "Take off your top and put on a flower necklace or a lea. Get something even smaller for your bottom; something that you can reach into and can be seen around."

"Sounds good," replied Carrie as she got up to go down to the bedroom. "I'll be back in a flash and the pun was intended," she said with a big smile.

When she returned, she was wearing a long, narrow blue chiffon scarf tied around her waist with the ends hanging in from of her like a tiny loin cloth. Around her neck was a flower lea that did little to cover her. Her nipples stuck out on either side as the lea draped between her breasts.

"How's that," she asked Doug?

"If that doesn't do it, there are a lot of near-sighted guys out there. See, it's working on me."

"Good," Carrie said as she looked at the growing bulge in Doug's swimsuit. "But I'm not done yet. Go do something with the ropes or the motor or something. I just want to lay up here by myself and get hot and get a lot of other people hot too. You can let your imagination run wild about what I'm doing. OK?"

"I just remembered that I have to rebuild the gizmotchies. It may take quite a while. I hope you won't get bored," he said smiling. He leaned over, kissed her and went down the stairs to the main cabin.

Carrie lay back in the lounger and put on some dark glasses. She could see the boats in the cove but they couldn't be sure that she was watching. She casually opened her legs so that someone with a pair of binoculars could easily see her hot cunt. She felt herself pinch in response to the thought of someone spying on her.

A little later, she lifted the lea from around her neck and dropped it to the floor. Taking the ends of the scarf she wore, Carrie slowly started caressing herself between her legs. The soft material felt like feathers as it softly floated back and forth over her mound. She felt the rush as it grazed over her swollen clit and down across her damp, open lips. It was not long before she could hear the sound of motors running. She pressed the silky fabric down onto herself and rubbed with a firmer, quicker motion until, abandoning the scarf altogether, she pressed her fingers into her open hole. It was wet and warm and she rubbed the liquid over her clit, flicking her fingers back a forth.

She felt the bump of a boat as it pulled along side and moments later looked up to see two guys standing over her.

"Welcome aboard," she said as she took off the dark glasses but continued to stroke herself. She ran her hands across the inside of her thighs and up across her naked tits and back to her mound. As she again closed her eyes, she heard more bumps against the boat and then felt a smooth, hot object brush across the side of her face. She knew the texture and opened her mouth to take in the hard tool. Carrie sucked the cock deep into her and ran her tongue around the shaft as it pumped in and out.

She reached up to grasp the other cock that she knew was there and began stroking it up and down with her hand. She could hear the moans and groans that were coming from both of the men and could feel the cum as it dripped out of her excited hole. Carrie felt the shaft in her mouth grow more ridged as he started pumping harder. In a few seconds she heard a load gasp and felt the hot juice hit the back of her mouth and then felt the cock in her hand as it jerked and shot a long stream of cum onto her tits and stomach. She continued to suck and pump her hand while both of the men finished coming off in her and on her.

When she opened her eyes again, there were eight or ten people standing around the sun deck, mostly men but a couple of women were there too. Some of the men were naked already and one of the women was topless while the other was pressing herself against a chair in front of her. She recognized some of them as people who frequently anchored nearby them in the cove.

Carrie pressed the intercom button on the table beside her.

"Doug. Could you bring me the biggest toy you can find in my toy drawer?"

"Sure," Doug replied. "Be right up!"

When he arrived with the big dildo, a cheer went up from the people standing around. Carrie rose and slid the scarf around to her side. She took the dildo from Doug and rubbed the suction cup at its base across the drops of cum that clung to her tits before pressing it onto the smooth tile that created a walkway down the middle of the sun deck. When it was firmly in place, Carrie lowered herself onto it. Her own cum covered the dildo as she rose and fell on the big shaft. It was only moments before she had the first of many orgasms with the devise.

She felt hands rubbing her tits and fingers probing every opening in her body. She could feel a tongue lapping at her slit whenever she rose off the ridged shaft but couldn't tell and didn't care whether it was a man or a women.

Another cock slid into her mouth and pumped his hot load of juice into her and she could feel warm gushes falling on her face and into her hair as other guys jacked off while watching her fuck herself with her giant toy.

Someone pushed her forward off the dildo and rammed his dong into her from the rear. He pumped his tool in and out of her and she could feel his balls slapping her clit and felt the warmth as he filled her with his cum.

"I love it doggy style. Fuck me like a dog fucks," Carrie cried. "I love it. I love it."

Another cock slid into her huge hole and pumped at her.

"I know what she needs," she heard someone say.

"Bismark. Here boy. Come on up the ladder."

Carrie remembered Bismark as being a big Golden Retriever that some people frequently brought with them because he loved to play in the water. She had often wondered how big his cock really was but had never had an opportunity to find out. She could feel his nose and hear him sniffing her as the man in her continued to pump his shaft in and out of
her.

"Wait a minute Bizmark. You'll get your turn," she heard the man say.

Carrie could feel Bizmark's tongue as it lapped at the cum that was on her body. When she looked up, she saw his erection.

"That will be fantastic," she thought. Though not as big as her dildo, it was bigger than any of the men that were standing around. Her cunt went into a frenzy thinking about it and the man fucking her shot his load of cum into her sucking hole.

As the man pulled his dong out of her, Carrie felt Bizmark licking her slit and pushed her ass high into the air so he could reach her more easily. In a second, Bizmark had mounted her and found her open hole with his tool. As it slid in, Carrie screamed with joy. His cock was very long and hard and filled her nearly as much as her toy. Bizmark wasted no time in starting to probe her with firm and solid thrusts, his cock banging the end of her eager cunt with every stroke while tufts of hair tickled her clit. Carrie pressed up to meet each thrust as the enormous cock pumped her. Bizmark's paws and legs wrapped around her waist as he held her to him. Carrie could hear him panting and grunting and everyone cheering him on in the background but she was to involved in her own pleasure to distinguish any real words or sounds, only the feeling of that fantastic tool sliding in and out of her hot, wet opening.

The more he rode her, the more he seemed to want. Carrie could feel his rear legs pressing against her own while he continued to pull tighter around her waist. Her slit was gushing with cum; her own and that of the men who had already had her. As she looked between her legs, she could see it running down the inside of her legs in a steady stream and she could also see Bizmark's dong as it jerked in and out. He pulled it almost completely out with each stroke and she could see her lips spread open and swell each time he shoved it back inside her. She could see his balls hanging down between his legs and knew that they were full of sticky cum that he was going to pump into her whenever he decided to.

"Let him take as long as he wants," Carrie thought as she came off for the fifth time since he had mounted her. "This is too good to last just a few minutes.”

And take his time, he did. Bizmark held on as though he thought Carrie was going to disappear from under him and pumped her with his swollen shaft. Carrie was in a cycle of almost continuous orgasm when she felt the first of his hot load hit the end of her open cunt. Bizmark continues to ram her and shot more cum into her with each stroke. She screamed and moaned each time she felt him spurt against the end of her and each spurt brought another orgasm for her. She could see the thick globs of his cum as it filled her and ran out down her legs and yet he kept gushing with each stroke. A huge puddle of cum formed on the tile between her legs before he finally, after one hard thrust, slowly pulled his cock free of her grasping cunt and jumped down.

Carrie lowered herself into the puddle of cum beneath her and slid around in it, covering herself with the musty liquid. Raising back up to her knees, she called.

"Next!"

One of the women lay down under Carrie and began sucking Carrie's snatch and licking cum from her legs and stomach.

"I love the taste of cum," she explained as she probed Carrie's dripping hole with her tongue and sucked strongly at the warm fluid that ran into her mouth and then pulled away so that one of the other men could mount Carrie.

While he pumped his cock into her, Carrie could hear Bizmark's mistress explaining to Carrie that she had started something.

"When Bizmark gets off, he just wants to get off more. He will fuck four or five times in an hour or so. Think you can handle that?"

"Whenever he's ready again, so am I," replied Carrie. "He's got an absolutely fantastic cock and knows where to put it."

"It looks like he's ready again right now," she heard one of the guys comment. "Wish I had that kind of stamina."

"He'll have to wait his turn." another said. "I'm next or I'll have to shoot it off on her ass.

"Don't do that," Carrie cried. "I like it in my cunt--or my mouth. Don't waste it though."

With that he knelt in front of her and Carrie took his hard dong into her mouth, sucking and licking it while she fondled his balls with her hand.

"Getting it from both ends is almost as good as getting it from Bizmark," she thought as she felt the big shaft in her cunt unleash his cream into her just as she was coming again. She was pleasantly surprised to feel a cold nose and a rough tongue between her legs again as soon as the man behind her pulled away. She had thought that his owner had been exaggerating but knew better when she felt the cool paws on her back and his hard shaft pushing against her opening.

"That's the horniest dog I've ever seen." Carrie recognized Doug's voice though she couldn't see him. Most of the crowd were standing behind her so that they could watch Bizmark taking care of her.

"It's also the horniest lady I've ever seen," someone else said. "Does she ever get enough?"

Carrie heard Doug's voice again. "I've seldom seen her say 'That's enough' but usually, she's always ready for more, kind of like Bizmark."

They grew silent as they watched Bizmark mount Carrie once more.

"This is going to be an absolutely great afternoon," Carrie thought as she sucked hard on the cock in her mouth and felt the dog's huge, hard member slip easily into her cunt. Bizmark again shoved it all the way into her with one stroke and then settled into a rhythmic pumping motion that sent Carrie's clit into ecstasy. She couldn't began to imagine how many times she had already come off but she knew that it was just the beginning. She was determined to give Bizmark his full day's quota --and love every stroke of it.

All the men, including Doug, were exhausted and their cocks were hanging limp. The Golden Retriever, Bizmark had jumped into the lake to fetch an imaginary ball.

"Have I outlasted everyone," Carrie asked from her place on a lounge cushion in the middle of the sun deck?

"It's only one o'clock in the afternoon. We'll recover before the day is over," joked one of the men that had twice already felt Carrie's hot cunt around his shaft.

"I won't get the chance to recover," said Bizmark's master. "We have to meet some friends at the dock at two o'clock.

"What are we going to do with that dog," his wife asked? "We can't meet those people with him acting like that. He'll mount anything that moves for the next day or so."

"Good thought," he replied. Turning to Carrie, he asked, "You want to dog sit until tomorrow?"

"I'd love to -- dog sit that is -- or--," Carrie beamed.

"I just thought you would agree to that," he smiled.

Everyone laughed and Carrie excused herself to slip into the shower for a minute.

"Doug claims I smell like I've been playing games and it hasn't been tennis. Would someone fix me a margarita while I'm gone?"

"I'll get it," said Doug and followed her down the stairs. When they were in the cabin, Carrie turned to Doug and gave him a long French kiss.

"Have I been good or bad," she asked.

"Yes," said Doug as he ran his hand between her legs and felt her squeeze his fingers with her wet hole.

"Can I be good or bad some more?"

"What ever you need," he responded, kissing her again.

"Need is the key word here. I need and need and need. How many times have I been screwed today? I've lost track."

Doug thought for a while. "Seven times by guys and twice by Bizmark. No! Eight times. I forgot to count myself."

"Ahhhh! Great start to a really slutty day. Did you like watching Bizmark pumping away in me?"

"Absolutely, just like everyone else did and believe me they did!"

"I got that general impression from some of the comments I overheard. Not that I was paying much attention to them," Carrie confessed.

"Aren't you sore or anything," asked Doug.

"Not in the least," answered Carrie. "In fact I would love to be doing it again right now. It has been a while since I've been this horny! I believe I could just fuck all day long and still want more. I haven't even started to slow down. OK?"

"Fantastic," Doug replied with a wink. "I'll fix your drink."

Carrie bounced off into the shower and Doug fixed her margarita and set it by the shower door, then went up to see if the "guests" needed anything.

When Carrie rejoined them a few minutes later she was clad only in a thin guaze poncho, untied and open at the sides. She smelled of a very sexy perfume that Doug had given her a few months ago.

Shortly after her return, Bizmark’s owners excused themselves with a parting "Treat him gently." Bizmark seemed uninterested in their departure as he was again busy sniffing everyone and everything.
1 comments

anonymous readerReport

2011-01-11 15:31:44
I love a good " slut wife" story. Moved kinda quick with the dialogue, but still good.

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