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New Orleans - The fishing trip
By Barbara
This paragraph summarizes part 1 of my New Orleans Conference. Monday morning began the meetings till early afternoon then free time until the Awards Dinner at 5. I received two of the three awards my branch won and afterwards my group hung out in the bar drinking and some dancing. I was unaware of a “black light” causing my long yellow dress to appear as a very transparent veil allowing my tits and pussy to be easily seen through my sheer sexy undergarments. Later, whether this had an effect or not, our friendly penny-ante poker game turned into a friendlier strip poker. The game ended with my first extramarital sex, first black cock and first gang bang. Even though seven men fucked and came in me, they seemed to not disrespect me, putting it down to their luck and my drunkenness. That brings us to the planned Gulf of Mexico fishing expedition.
The fishing charter’s van dropped us off a few minutes before the scheduled 6 AM departure, 6 men and me. My husband had packed for my trip because I had to work hard the week before to prepare the office and he also packed my favorite vibrator and some condoms, a very clear hint, which angered me a bit at unpacking time. He made it clear that I could fuck around if I told him about it and loved other men seeing my body. The guys insisted on talking about my “gang bang party” the next day until we dealt and were ok with what happened. We knew I was not “crushed” by it and wasn’t opposed if another happened on the boat thus I decided to bring the vibrator along. Looking at the swimming wear I owned, the previous afternoon I decided to get something far sexier.
The boat had a well-stocked bar, ice and cold drinks, snacks, food, PFDs and all that safety and nautical and fishing stuff, a bathroom (head?), kitchen (galley?) , the all important coffee maker, placed to sit, eat and sleep plus a couple sun decks on the "forward" deck and “flying bridge” with hard roof with antennas and stuff on it. The exceptionally black and fit captain and first mate were about my age and promised a perfect day; nearly zero wind, flat seas and plenty of choice fish only an hour or two out.
After “casting off” and the safety/how things work speech we sipped coffee and munched donuts and pastries we headed out The “additives” soon became available soon after entering a wider waterway and a couple cups of “Irish/Jamaican/laced coffee” loosened us up and took the early morning chill was being cooked away. Robert took me “below” to show an album of the “party” beginning with the poker game and a few as I lost more clothes, a full naked frontal or three, several close-ups of my face and body as black men and white men fucked me (4 were on the boat now). He proposed to put it out for everyone, boat crew included, to enjoy and maybe getting the party going i.e. getting me naked. Ignoring my objections he carried it up to the main deck.
I considered the situation a few minutes then changed into my new tiny bikini while thinking about 8 men looking at the album and hopefully getting horny. I was certain that this tiny bikini would soon vanish as I joined the guys enjoying the album. They liked my positive comments about some of the explicit photos and as the pages turned, someone untied my bikini top that fell to the deck, baring my tits. That encouraged someone to pull the bikini bottom off, I didn’t bother to see who. I was quietly pleased seeing the rising cocks I caused being exposed as they shed their clothing. The very black crewmen were also boldly eyeing this white wife and I told them if I was naked, I wanted everyone naked. We were still among several other boats and islands therefore must be somewhat discrete but the guys wanted to display me so I laid on the lower sun deck.
The black “Mate”, long cock hard and bouncing and huge nuts swinging, brought me another laced coffee. He shyly mentioned the photo album, saying I had a beautiful body and looked hot with those black men. He asked if I really was fertile like the other guys claimed and could get pregnant like they claimed. I had to ask if that would prevent him coming in me, he answered he’d come anyplace I wanted him to. He got stone hard immediately for an answer, growing as big around as my wrist. By now the rest had gathered around to watch me suck on him. I felt a tiny squirt in my mouth and rolled his sperm around and teasingly told him he could not plant a baby in my pussy by coming in my mouth and laid back, guiding him into my cunt. A few minutes later his cock was buried to his nuts in me. Two guys held my legs up as he began to move in and out. He whispered that I was his first white woman and I told him then he should fuck me as hard as he could, but tell me when he was about to come so I could spread more letting him come deep in my ovaries. He began to pound my pussy and I stated coming. My legs were released and I grabbed them the second he said he was ready and spread my legs flat out to the sides tipping my pussy up so far our pubic bones banged together. Then I felt bubbles of sperm swell and travel along his urethral tube and powerful jets of come fill my pussy. I held him in me until he soften enough to flop out and I felt a flood of juice pour out of me. I had time for a quick look around as "Captain" prepared to mount me, surprised at the several boats very near us and the number of cameras recording my breeding. Captain was fucking me very hard taking several minutes to blow his nuts into me. Then one by one, the others awarded me their sperm until I had taken all 8 loads.
When I got off the cushions naked and dripping sperm, I cheerfully waved to the audience receiving a deluge of horn toots in appreciation (I hoped) and went below to clean up a little. Again I thought of the photo lenses aimed at me and wonder if my husband would find one of me on the internet one day.
Soon we were out alone out of sight of land closing in on our fishing area. I enjoyed the air and sun on my naked body while we began to drift and fish. We were catching a lot of fish and I was unusually excited to be naked while several men were ogling me and wondered when one or more would decided they needed to fuck me again. Captain and Mate seemed to be especially interested, attentive and semi-hard all the time.
After a couple hours and several dozen fish caught I tired of fishing and made my way to the front deck to get more sun. Captain and Mate came to me with drink offers and sun tan lotion. Their amazing very large black cocks were at full attention and I did not wish to waste them. This time I had them lay on the deck and rode them. After they each came inside me, the rest of the group had gathered to watch me getting fucked, they all fucked me again. Some wanted me to ride them, others wanted me on the bottom and a couple fucked me doggy. They must have taken a thousand photos of me which I am sure are on the net someplace.
We were still drifting under a cloudless sky and glass smooth seas and caught so many fish we were throwing them back so we decided for some skinny dipping. Half an hour of swimming did allow me to recuperate and clean up (was it 16 cum loads already today or more?) my pussy again and the cool water seemed to revive those horny bastards again.
I asked for my bag I had brought aboard and the first mate went to get it. I watched that horny bastard’s big black and stiff again cock bouncing as he ran back with it. I reached into my bag and withdrew a big vibrator. My husband loves to watch me come with a vibrator and I thought these guys would also. I put it against my clit and almost immediately had an orgasm. I continued to use it and when I start to come hard, my legs come up to my tits, I spread my knees wide and many times I will squirt. My husband says my pussy is trying to turn inside out when I come that hard. It was hot watching the men stroking their cocks and watching me come and squirt knowing they were enjoying the show as much as I was. Suddenly when the deck hand got his tongue in my cunt, I came and I squirted a big one into his open mouth.
We moved to the shaded settee and Mate slid into me as I used the vibrator asking him not to move. He said to the others, “Man I can feel that mother fucking vibrating clear to my nuts. He cunt is grabbing my cock like a vise, ah I cant stay still no more!’ and began fucking my cunt hard. This time he drove so deep to come it hurt, but I took every spurt of his fertile baby juice into my eager cunt. The men lined up to experience that feeling then we headed for port after this final and much smaller round of loads.
I took a shower and a rinse out then we sat around drinking and talking and how they hoped they were sending me home to my husband with their baby in my belly, which scared me a lot. God, I thought, my husband would love that. I felt sure this would not be the last group fuck I did on these trips, especially if my husband knew about it.
We got dressed just as the other returning boats came into view. As we were approaching the dock the crew gave me a packet with their contact information and a 3 day 2 night any time charter for 6 people (plus me) at no charge. They begged me to keep in touch and tell them if I got pregnant and if it was white or black. I was free to invite my own guys or they could furnish them pending my approval with the only condition they would also fuck me! A second choice was the three of us, four if I wanted my husband along, could cruise the Gulf coast and interesting points for a week, but I must be certain I was fertile a day of two in that cruise. I wondered if I should tell Gene, he certainly would want to come to watch me getting fucked senseless and at minimum insist the trip would cover my ovulation and come home black pregnant.
The next day was final very short meeting, packing and heading home. The guys and I made sure we had all the emails and personal cell numbers. Each thanked me for the great time and promised only the participants would ever hear about the week. I was promised both videos and a photo album. I made sure they knew that my "slut role" was done and a repeat was unlikely.
When we got home, my husband was very horny thinking of how I had been dressed and hoped I had got fucked. I avoided telling him anything definite as punishment for his packing. Damned if my period did not come when it should have and sure I was knocked up, I decided to tell my husband about my trip. I began to prepare a nice dinner with wine to break the news but suddenly, to relief, I started. Vowing never to put myself through that again, I made sure the guys knew that. A couple weeks after we returned, I got the album and video in a "personal" package at work where it stayed until I found a secure hiding place.

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Kitty and I were sent to a seminar in New Orleans. We had adjoining rooms and planned to sit together during the class. We arranged a time to meet downstairs in the lecture hall and said our good nights. I got up early and gathered my briefcase and travel coffee cup and secured a table near the back of the room. I got some of the free coffee and a banana and sat at our table. I had a deviant urge and when no one was looking, I slid under the tablecloth and hid under the table. I left my...

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Saturday in New Orleans

I was on my second day in New Orleans. I spent what was left of the day with my gf Sandy shopping and seeing the sites. Sandy had already arranged for us to attend a party that night. The party was at a house in the city but I have no idea where we were. When we got there it was in full swing. As we mingled I was already seeing women with their tops off and blowjobs in corners. One couple was fucking against the wall in a hallway. The guys pants around his ankles. We made our way to the back...

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Hello New Orleans

(So Adios to Amarillo, ) What a long day. From utter despair of having to go back to my parents to relief when my sister and her boyfriend 'rescued' me and even found me a new place to live. Michelle -- No, she asked me to call her Mickey now -- and I had always been close. We would comfort each other when our father would discipline one of us, if you can call a whipping until your butt was covered in bleeding welts discipline. She was also the one who explained what was really...

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Fun In New OrleansChapter 2

When Ann came back from the bath room I asked her if she would like to get aquatinted with the couple we had just stripped for and then had sex while they watched. Ann answered that she would like that. She said they looked like a nice couple. She had come out of the bath still nude and joined me at the window. The guy's wife joined him at their window also still nude. She made a pleading motion with her hands and then waved for us to come to their room. Ann and I both nodded yes and put...

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Fun In New OrleansChapter 3 Back At Home

Ann and I had two more days to spend in New Orleans before we had to return to Birmingham. We slept late each morning and had a big Brunch both days. We spent our afternoons doing things we had never had time to do on any of our other visits to the city. We saw the Aquarium, rode the Street Car, and saw the museum. We engaged in gentle, slow, loving sex when we went to bed, then slept as if we were dead. The morning came when we had to leave. We had a last swim in the pool and packed up...

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The Awakening during a Fishing Trip

I was entering High School this Fall and I had never contemplated or even considered any type of relationship with another boy.Consequently, when a friend of mine and I headed away on a fishing trip for a few summer days, I had no expectations of other then a great time on the river catching plenty of fish, cold beers, and generally having a great time together. The first day on the river was absolutely magnificent, glorious sunny skies and calm winds.That evening, we had a great meal of fresh...

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The Conference

Wynwood Island Resort offered the ultimate vacation experience - a week in another person's body. But what happens when someone holds a conference there? THE CONFERENCE by BobH (c) 2018 (Note: This is a sequel to, and contains spoilers for, my story THE RESORT. Any questions you have about the operation of the resort after reading this one are probably answered in that one.) - 1 - "I'm still a little surprised we host conferences on the...

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A Lusty Conference Trip

While you worked I went for a work out at the hotel fitness center. They only had a treadmill so after I ran I came back to the room to finish the rest of my workout. I was in the room doing squats dripping with sweat thinking about how I couldn't wait to squeeze my tight pussy around your shaft. The thought of it made me shudder and my nipples harden. You peeked in the room the moment you heard me moan a little. I just smiled and took of my clothes in front of you ready for a hot shower. You...

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The Womens Conference

The Women's Conference By Julie "All they are going to do is sit around and spend four days bashing men!" Glen said heatedly. "Exactly my point," Chet agreed. "They could do that here without having to spend $1000." "I'm sure they bash us already, but you know women," Jerry added, "they love to spend our hard earned money." The three men were sitting in the break room at General Medical, R & D, where they worked. General Medical, R & D was a group of...

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Conference Conception Part 1

They say pride comes before a fall. I can tell you it’s true.I had always hated my husband’s conferences. I had always hated having to play the ‘Little Woman’ whose sole role in life was to support her big, strong husband in his glittering career.It wasn’t that William, my husband didn’t have a glittering career; he most certainly did and if things went well at this particular conference, they would be even more glittering in years to come. It wasn’t that I resented having to support him in his...

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The Conference

"Yup." "Camera?" "Got it." "Flash drive?" "Shit. Thanks. Almost forgot it." I rushed to the desk drawer and grabbed the flash drive with my PowerPoint on it. My wife and I had a tradition of this checklist run-through every time I traveled for a conference. It was created out of necessity because I never had my head on straight and would invariably call from the destination whining about forgetting one important thing or another. "How long are you going to be gone this...

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Gone Fishing

Jacqueline staggered along the lake bank under the weight of her fishing tackle, pausing to wipe a sheen of perspiration from her brow with the back of her hand. It was just half past ten in the morning but, even so early, the June sunlight blazed in a cloudless azure sky, searing the parched Lincolnshire countryside already scorched by the unusual heat wave of the past two weeks. Jacqueline turned to watch Susan, struggling ill-humouredly and muttering unladylike remarks under an even...

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Gone Fishing

Jacqueline staggered along the lake bank under the weight of her fishing tackle, pausing to wipe a sheen of perspiration from her brow with the back of her hand. It was just half past ten in the morning but, even so early, the June sunlight blazed in a cloudless azure sky, searing the parched Lincolnshire countryside already scorched by the unusual heat wave of the past two weeks. Jacqueline turned to watch Susan, struggling ill-humouredly and muttering unladylike remarks under an even greater...

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The Church Conference

July 20th – 23rd, 1998As Heather gazed out across the lush green grass, she thought to herself that she had been on this college campus more times in her life than she really cared to. She had never attended a class here, yet, she knew her way around the campus as if she was a fourth-year senior.  At the age of twenty-one, three years removed from high school, she honestly thought she would never return here.“Try to stay together!” Heather yelled out tentatively as she noticed some of her...

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The Fishing Trip

We met Jo & Krissy a few months earlier and we were now established as fuck buddies. Krissy & I often met at remote locations for lunch time sessions and the 4 of us had played together occasionally. The girls were loads of fun and we all loved partying hard. It was a beautiful morning warm, sunny and the water was like a mirror. Mick and I were looking forward to our "fishing expedition", as we have been planning it for a couple of weeks. This gave us plenty of time to build up the...

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Business Conference Bonus

I was new in middle management in our medium size company. Every few months the company held a conference to let the middle managers from all the divisions, five in all, that were scattered across the country, get together to share ideas for increases in production. I was assigned to the home office in Washington, DC and the conferences were coordinated by the Human Resources department out of the home office. I found that a woman named Dianna out of our HR department was responsible for...

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Conference Conception Part 2

Dear God! Was this what being drunk always felt like afterwards?It was late when I finally opened my eyes the following morning. The rest of the night had passed in a fitful sleep which had done nothing to refresh me. My head was thick, my mouth dry, my tummy heaving.I hadn’t actually been sick; if I had been more experienced in the world of drinking I might have made myself vomit; I would have forced myself to consume several glasses of water too and would consequently be feeling better. But I...

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Fishing Season

“Where’d the time go?”, he wondered walking in his backyard drinking his morning coffee. “How many days and weeks amounting to months did I wish winter away? Now it’s gone, the daffodils are in bloom and I’m still right here, where it all began and I haven’t even ordered the new rods yet. Am I wasting my life away? I wish she were still here. Things be different then. I’d be alive. Not giving in.” He usually awoke at half past five in the morning, suffering an old habit from years at the...

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Fishing

It was a cool morning with not a cloud in the sky as Ray drove into the parking lot at Horsehair Pond. Ray Daniels could see that there were eight cars already parked here. He looked but couldn’t see anyone fishing at this sixteen acre pond which caused him to assume the people who owned these cars were either walkers, joggers or bikers and they were on the trail that started here and ran through the large forest preserve that encompassed this area. Ray was hoping that the break they had from...

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