Last Chance Ch. 06

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Authors Note: all characters depicted in any sexual situation in this work are 18 years or older.

—o— Wednesday

It was a chilly morning, but Liang wanted me to take her out to teach her more fishing. I’d also promised to show her how to run the boat, so she was eager to go. We ate a quick breakfast and then headed to the boat. There was a heavy mist rising from the completely still lake. The water looked like glass, without hardly a ripple on it. In the quiet, cool morning, you could hear the occasional splash of Bass feeding along the shoreline. It was an idyllic setting. We pulled the legs of our pants up and waded out to the boat and climbed on. I almost hated to disturb the almost perfect morning by starting the boat. Unfortunately, we weren’t the only ones intent on fishing. The first of the morning bass fishermen came streaming down the lake in his flashy red metal flake bass boat, slashing through the still water at a good sixty miles an hour or more.

I sighed at the disruption and started the engine on our boat. It took me a few moments to get the anchor lines pulled in and then I idled out of the cove to the main lake. I got Liang into the driver’s seat, explained the controls and then helped her put some power to the engine and get the pontoons up on top of the water. She squealed like a little kid on an amusement park ride, as she steered the boat down the lake at a blazing twenty-five miles an hour. It took almost fifteen minutes, to reach the fishing hole I’d planned on working this morning. With the storm, I expected the fish to have pushed deep and with it now gone, I hoped they’d be coming back to the shallows to feed.

By ten in the morning, we had a good number of fish in the live well, and it was getting warm. No, that isn’t quite true. It was getting hot in the sun. I’d already shed everything but the shorts portion of my zip-off leg fishing pants. Liang, having had fewer options was sitting in the fishing chair, completely nude, enjoying the sun, as I drove the boat slowly back and forth across the undulating bottom of the shallows. She seemed completely at ease with her exposure, even though a fair number of boats had raced by, as they ran further up or down the lake to other fishing spots. I wasn’t overly worried about those boats. I was pretty sure that even if they did see her naked, they’d not realize she was, simply because it wasn’t expected. They’d probably assume she was wearing a tan bikini or something similar, because how many women actually fish naked?

That changed when another boat headed our direction and then slowed, clearly intending to fish this area as well. In a very few minutes there would be no hiding the fact she was naked. The small gas ‘kicker’ that I used to slow troll was extremely quiet, quiet enough to hear the conversation of the man and woman in the other boat. Quiet enough to hear the exclamation of surprise the woman made, at seeing Liang sitting naked, and the low whistle the guy made.

“Dale! Shame on you!” the woman said, slapping her partner, presumably her husband, on the arm. “Don’t stare!”

“Why not? If she’s gonna be naked, why not look!”

“Because she isn’t yours!” the woman snapped.

“So? I can look, right?”

“Oh really? What if I did that? Would you like some other guy ogling me?”

“I’m surprised at you hon. You’re upset with me looking, but not upset that she’s naked? Really?”

“If he wants his wife to be naked, that’s his business. But just because she is, doesn’t mean you’re supposed to stare at her like you want to bed her.”

I chuckled to myself quietly, as I started a long turn to make another pass, which would also take us closer to their boat if they didn’t start trolling soon.

“You have to admit, she’s good looking though, right?”

“So what? You don’t have to stare.” His wife said again, as the two stood in their boat hooking up baits, before starting their fishing.

“Yeah, but it’s fun.” He answered with a chuckle, which got him another hard slap on the shoulder. He settled down into his seat and put the boat in gear to start trolling. His path would quickly take him past us, fairly closely, which I am sure was the idea. He’s a guy and he’s gonna wanna look. I would in his position. What I didn’t expect, was Liang. When the other boat was almost at its closest point, she stood up from her chair, tucked the rod into a rod holder and then stretched, twisting her body side to side, displaying everything to the other boat, including making her tits swing side to side, as she held her arms high above her head. She turned away from them and bent over, as if getting something from the deck, her butt pushing out at him. “Oh shit,” I heard him say, as his wife stared at Liang with her mouth hanging open.

She turned to him again, seeing him staring at Liang’s bent form, her pussy pushing between her thighs at him, and slapped him hard on the shoulder again. “Don’t stare!”

“Why not? She’s putting it out there. What does she think is going to happen?” kırşehir escort he said defensively.

“Would you want him staring at me that way?”

“Well of course not. But you’re not going to do that anyway!”

“No?”

“Hell no. You don’t even wear a bikini for the Gods sake. It’s not like you’re gonna get naked out here. Not even if I wanted you to.”

“You make that sound like I’m some kind of prude or something.” She said back, as they motored away from us, their conversation slowly fading beyond being able to hear.

“Guess you made an impression.” I said to Liang, as she settled back into her seat with her fishing rod.

“That was sorta the idea. I wonder how big of a hardon he has in his pants now?” She said, flashing me an impish grin.

“You really enjoy how that feels, don’t you?”

“Only thing better is getting to see them get that hardon.”

“I guess I don’t understand that.”

“What? That it turns me on to get other guys turned on?”

“Yeah. I guess.”

“Does it bother you that he was looking at me?”

“Looking at you? Not really. Thinking what I was sure he was thinking? Yeah.”

“And what was he thinking?”

“Fucking you.”

“Isn’t that the whole point of showing it off, to get them to want to fuck me?”

“Some guys may take it from thinking to doing, even if you don’t want it.”

She frowned for a moment. “Until this week, it never even occurred to me that I might not want it. I mean, if I got a guy is turned on and he wants me, why not, right?”

“Until this week?”

“Until we started this. I wasn’t thinking so much about fucking him, but getting him turned on. If he had wanted to, I wouldn’t have minded, except that it would bother you. It would, bother you, wouldn’t it?”

“It shouldn’t. I mean, you’re not really my wife. If it were Amanda sitting back there like that, not that she ever would, but if it were, I’d not really want her flashing it all at him like you did.”

“You didn’t answer the question.” She said, tucking her rod into the holder again and getting up. She stepped to where I was sitting, in the shade from the Bimini top, driving the boat, and wrapped her arms around my neck from behind. She leaned down and gently kissed my cheek and whispered to me. “You still haven’t said. Would it bother you if I had sex with him?”

I sighed softly. “It shouldn’t. But it sorta would.”

“Did it bother you watching me riding on Max yesterday?”

“Surprisingly not. I guess that’s because I was busy fucking his wife.”

“So, just watching someone fuck me would be a problem, but sharing wives back and forth isn’t?”

I shook my head and chuckled at myself. “Kind of silly, isn’t it?”

“Not really. In a way, it’s kinda sweet. It tells me something about you too, something that I think you don’t even know about yourself.”

“What’s that?”

“You have a very developed sense of fair play. Keeping things even, so to speak. You feel guilty having sex with another woman in front of me, and feel bad with me having sex in front of you, but if we’re both doing it at the same time, in front of each other, it doesn’t bother you.”

“As much. It still bothers me some, but not the same way.”

“If Amanda had asked you to do what we did yesterday, with Max and Izzy, would you have said yes?”

“She’d have never asked for it.”

“That wasn’t the question. If she had, would you have said yes?”

I thought about it for a few moments and nodded. “Probably. Not sure how it would have felt after, but in the moment, yeah.”

“Interesting.” She whispered, before kissing me on the cheek again. She stood up behind me and looked around and then leaned down again. “Take off your shorts.”

“Huh?”

“Take off your shorts. I want to do an experiment.”

“An experiment? Of what kind?”

“Of you; just do it for me, please?” I shrugged, tucked my rod into the holder so I had my hands free and stood up. I pulled my shorts down and before I could sit back down, she had pulled my briefs down as well. She pulled both my shorts and briefs off, leaving me naked in the driver’s seat. “When they come by, I’m going to have trouble with my fishing rod and ask you to come help me.”

“You are?”

“I am. I want you to flash that woman. Don’t try to hide anything. Just let her see what she wants to see. Okay?”

“You really want me to do that?”

“I want to see something.” She said with a little pat on my shoulder. “Isn’t it time to turn around and go the other way?”

“It would seem so.” I answered, starting the boat into another long slow turn that would take us back the way we came. As the boat turned, I could see the other boat headed our way and I made sure to settle us on a course that would take us past them reasonably closely. True to her word, when they got fairly close to us, Liang called to me that she was having trouble with her reel. I moved from the driver’s seat, letting the boat continue on its heading, malatya escort and stepped back next to her. I did my best to look like I was concentrating on her reel, while at the same time trying to watch the woman in the other boat. Yeah, she was staring at me. What I had no way to expect was what Liang did next. She reached out to my partly hard dick, and in full view of the other boat, leaned her face to me and closed her lips around my dick.

I closed my eyes and tried not to moan or jump as she stroked my hardening dick with her mouth and hand, pulling off in time to let the woman see my saliva coated dick, now sticking out at Liang’s face, fully hard. I saw her staring with her mouth hanging open, seeming to be unable to tear her eyes from the view, even though her husband was chastising her for staring, like she had done to him. As our boats slowly passed each other, I watched her head turn to keep eye contact with my hardon, which showed no sign of getting any softer, but actually started to bounce slightly as my heart pounded in my chest.

“You certainly seemed to enjoy that,” Liang said, as she gripped my dick again. “I’d love to suck this some more, but I think you need to go steer the boat.”

“Oh, shit yes.” I gasped, realizing the boat had started to make a slow turn toward shore. I handed her rod back and darted to the steering wheel to straighten the boat’s course out.

I got the boat back on track and then dropped into the seat. I looked back at Liang, who had the seat swiveled around to face me, and was gently teasing her pussy lips, her knees spread apart to show me what she was doing. “Did that make you hot? Make you want me? Or is it wanting that woman?”

“I didn’t say I wanted her.”

“I bet you do. I think you want to see her naked. I think you want to watch her undress for you.”

I rolled my eyes, but in all honesty, she might be more right than I care to admit. I looked back at the boat and the two were having an animated conversation about something, but they were way beyond our ability to hear. I shook my head and focused back on fishing and where the boat was headed. Last thing I needed to do was get too shallow and hang up our baits.

“You know what we need?”

“What’s that?”

“Fresh sunblock. Don’t want to get the sensitive bits burned, do we?”

“I suppose not. But we’d have to stop fishing.”

“Doesn’t matter. They’re not biting much right now anyway, are they?”

“Not really. Let me put in to shore someplace.”

“Why? What’s wrong with here?”

“You mean other than that boat going back and forth with us?”

“Yeah, them.”

“So, what do you want me to do, just anchor out here?”

“Why not?”

I shrugged and shut down the engine, letting us drift along with our momentum. I reeled my rod in while Liang did the same. I dropped an anchor and the boat swung around to face the other direction as its slow drift was arrested. I stood up and looked at Liang as she stowed her rod in the rack. I looked back and the other boat was again headed in our direction, though it would take a little more time for them to get this far, now that we weren’t moving. Liang opened the compartment that I had shown her the first day, and pulled out an orange tube of sunblock. She squirted a whole lot on my hand and then did the same to hers before dropping the tube on the seat. “Now, when they come by, make sure you’re rubbing my tits and pussy really good. Maybe even make me come where they can see. Would that turn you on?”

“Maybe,” I admitted. We started slathering the cream on each other’s chests, my hands working over and around her big tits, cupping each orb and squeezing them. If she wanted me to make her climax in front of him, I was going to have to get her a lot more turned on than she was at the moment. I let one hand slide down to her pussy and began to rub between her legs.

“That’s it baby. Slide your fingers in there. I love how that feels, so slick and smooth. God, you’re getting me soooo turned on.”

“You’re not doing too bad yourself.” I mumbled, as she stroked my shaft with one slickened hand and rubbed my balls with the other.

“They’re almost here. Can you make me come?” she whispered, leaning toward me, pressing her slick tits against my chest. I let my hand slide around to her butt and began to rub and massage her cheeks while keeping my fingers busy between her legs.

I glanced over toward the other boat, and was surprised by the sight I saw. The woman was standing on the front platform of the bass boat, leaning against the raised seat, pulling off her shirt over her head. I watched as she stripped her shirt off and then quickly did the same with her bra, freeing a pair of, maybe B cup, boobs. She continued to undress, pushing her shorts down. She looked over at me as the boat slowed, the husband cutting power so the boat quickly lost headway. She stood in nothing but a pair of panties, watching me fondling Liang and her fondling me back. niğde escort She looked back at her husband, and then at me several times, and when the boat was almost beside ours, she reached down and pushed her panties down. She bent over and stepped out of them and then straightened. I could tell she was trying not to cover herself, her hands moving toward her crotch and breasts, and then moving away again. She stood there, staring at the two of us as I continued to finger Liang closer and closer to climax.

Liang was hanging onto me tightly now, her hand gripping my dick, but no longer stroking it. Her other arm was around my shoulders, pulling her chest to mine as she panted. “Oh God, gonna come!” She whispered. “Ohhhh God yes! Make me come sweetie. Make me come for them.”

“Alright.” I whispered back, pushing my finger into her depths. I started to plunge it in and out, working it fast, as far as I could work it. She began to pant and shudder as my strokes pushed her even closer.

“OHHHH FUCK YES!” She cried, as her body jerked and shuddered in climax. She squeezed my dick almost painfully, as her climax took over her body, for several long seconds. I held her tightly until her body stilled and she pulled away from me, letting the guy in the back now see her completely nude body again. They were barely moving now, drifting slightly closer to us but still a good twenty or thirty yards away.

Liang looked over at the woman that was sitting on the fishing seat, nude, staring at us. Her nipples were rock hard and I could see her half dollar sized areola puckered and puffed out almost as far as her hard nipple was long. It made her tits look like a small mountin on top of a mountain, and I had to admit, it looked sexy as hell.

“Well, your turn honey!” the woman said, looking back toward her husband. “You bet and you lost. Lose em!”

“I don’t believe you did that.”

“Too bad. Never bet what you can’t afford to lose. Now it’s time to drop em!”

“I don’t think so,” he said.

“You backing out on a bet? Seriously?”

“Not gonna do it. You were nuts, to do what you did, I’m not joining you in crazy.”

“You were the one that said I was too prudish to do it. Now who’s the prude? I don’t ever want to hear you call me prudish again! Now, drop em or I might do something even more outrageous!”

“I’m not gonna show my dick to some stranger!” he snapped back, leaning down to start the engine. I heard the big outboard crank and fire. When I looked back, the woman in the front was diving over the side, her dive aiming for our boat. She slid into the water with the grace of a professional diver, the splash surprisingly small, very much smaller than it would be if I had tried that.

I stared, as she surfaced nearly alongside our boat, coming up and shaking the water from her face as if she’d done it hundreds of times before. “Lower the ladder?” She asked, looking up at me.

Liang moved first, walking to the stern and lowering the boarding ladder. The woman climbed the ladder, water streaming off her completely naked body. I could see her mound and pussy now, both covered in small wet, blond ringlets. She had a considerable bit of inner labia pushing out from her full round lips, her body showing tan lines that indicated she never wore anything even remotely revealing out in the sun. She stood there, staring at me, intentionally not looking at her husband who was standing in the boat, starting at his wife with his mouth hanging open in disbelief. This apparently wasn’t at all what he was expecting.

“NORA!” He finally shouted, shutting the engine down again. “What the hell are you doing? Get the hell back over here!”

“NO! You insulted me, told me I didn’t have the balls to do it, well I did and then it turned out you were the one that didn’t have the balls! Well, now I’m going to do something you’d never expect!” She called back. She turned to me and lifted her chin, as if drawing up the courage to do something. “Sir, would you be so kind as to apply some sunblock to my body? I’d really hate to get sun burned on any of these white areas.”

I looked at her stunned, and then looked at her husband, who was clearly fuming. “NORA! What the fuck!? Get your ass back here!”

“I’m not ready yet. Someone who hasn’t got the stones to carry through on a bet, wouldn’t understand that though, would he?” She answered her husband.

“Ma’am. I don’t want to start a fight here with your husband. I’m going to have to respectfully decline.”

She looked at me like I had two heads. “You’re what?”

“I don’t think it would be a good idea. Your husband wouldn’t approve and it’s just not worth a divorce. Trust me.”

She looked at me for several seconds and then stepped toward me. She pressed herself against me, her small perky breasts poking her nipples into my chest. She wrapped one arm around my shoulders and pulled our faces together. She gave me a soft kiss that lingered for several dozen seconds, her hand finding my hardon and grabbing it. She held my shaft and gently stroked it slightly with her hand, she blocked from her husband seeing by my body. “You sure you don’t want to change your mind?” She whispered, as she broke the long kiss. “I was kinda thinking I might enjoy having you put sunblock on me like you did to your wife.”