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Oh my goodness, Brenda was sitting across Pete's lap! They must have offered her a seat on the sofa, but she made another choice. Pete was sipping a glass of the whiskey and Brenda was tipping the last of her coffee back. "Hi!" she said with a huge smile. "We may not be able to leave right away. Gotta say thank you somehow," she giggled.
Brenda and I took her canoe off the roof rack of her SUV, lugged it down the ramp - which was more like a walkway that something you could back a trailer onto - and led it into the water. There had been a long dry spell, so the water behind the dam was low. In this condition, the pavement ran out before we got the boat far enough in to climb aboard. That should have been a warning, but we didn't think much of it. The bottom was sandy there. Besides, there were three other canoes and kayaks on the water. We had no trouble getting seated and paddling off.
We headed to a small island that had enough rocks that we planned to sit there and eat our sandwiches. The water got shallower and shallower as we approached our landing spot. Next thing we knew, the canoe was aground in mud. We paddled harder trying to make shore. Finally, we decided to give up and back away.
But we were too stuck to just paddle out, so we started using our paddles to push off. It wasn't working. We pushed harder and harder with our paddles sinking deeper into the mud. Then catastrophe. The canoe rolled over and dumped us into the mud. The parts of us that didn't become covered in muck were soaked. Brenda lost a shoe trying to get back in. I was getting nowhere.
Two men in another canoe had paddled over to us to help. From their position, they were able to grab the stern and pull our boat free without getting stuck themselves. We grabbed our paddles and thrashed our way over to the boat. After we dumped as much water and mud out as we could, the men held it steady so we could grab the opposite gunwale and drag ourselves in.
"You look miserable," the man who later identified himself as Pete commented. I looked down at myself and then over to Brenda. Up top was a total wet tee shirt display. Thank goodness we had bras on, but still it was embarrassing. There was mud on our shorts, and it streaked down our legs.
"Yeah, I can't wait to tell my husband why he has to clean out his SUV," Brenda replied.
"That's our house," he pointed out, " so why don't you two come over and get cleaned up and get some dry clothes. Men's clothes that is."
"We'll make a mess," I objected.
"There's a shower near the sliding doors and a tile floor. You can't hurt anything. I'm Ralph; he's Peter, by the way. We're brothers."
"I'm Rachel," I replied.
"I'm Brenda. Nice to meet you."
"I suppose it would be OK. I mean thanks, that's really nice of you." We were both shivering by that point. The last thing we were worrying about was what our husbands would think of us going into their home.
At the house, Ralph brought us each a plastic trash bag for our clothes. I sat outside on a bench while Brenda headed inside for her shower. Pete brought her a size large tee shirt and a baggy pair of shorts that had a rope belt. He gave me another shirt and shorts that needed a belt to stay up. He apologized for not having any ladies underwear.
While Brenda was cleaning up, Ralph came back with two coffees and a bottle of whiskey on a tray. "Irish?"
"Oh yes. That sounds so good." He poured way more whiskey than I would have, added cream when I nodded, and handed me my cup. The first sip burned its way down my throat. "So good!" I added.
Brenda came out with her plastic bag and the men's clothing. With no bra, her D cup tits swayed provocatively through her shirt. She was accepting the Irish version of her coffee as I slipped into the bathroom.
After I showered, I pulled on the shorts. The belt they gave me wouldn't close tight enough with my small waist, but they didn't fall because they hung up on my hips. I pulled the tee shirt over my head. I go braless at home a lot but not in "public." My tits look pretty good poking through a tee shirt, so I cracked a little smile as I eyed their nipple bumps. I stuffed my clothes into the bag, left the belt on the counter, and tried to rinse out the shower as best I could.
When I came out, the others had moved into what looked to be a rec room or family room. Oh my goodness, Brenda was sitting across Pete's lap! They must have offered her a seat on the sofa, but she made another choice. Pete was sipping a glass of the whiskey and Brenda was tipping the last of her coffee back. "Hi!" she said with a huge smile. "We may not be able to leave right away. Gotta say thank you somehow," she giggled. Pete was playing with her tits between sips. Ralph took her cup and refilled it both ways. Mine had already been refilled. Pete's hand wandered down to her crotch.
Ralph and I sat next to each other on the sofa. I had to admit, both men were hot. I knew Brenda was a free thinker, but I was still surprised to see her doing this so brazenly. Fact is, our original plan for the day was to follow canoeing with a girl-girl tryst at her place; she just hadn't told me she cheated with men, too. I also had to admit, I was getting aroused. Pete murmured something in her ear and the two of them left the room hand in hand.
I'd had a brief fling with a guy from the office ten years before, so I was familiar with taking another man. That had ended before we got caught and I had sworn to be a good girl guy-wise. But when Ralph reached across and put his hand on my boob, I let him. And I accepted his kisses on my ear and cheek.
Maybe to keep things from going too far, I laid down on my back with my head in his lap. But I let Ralph continue playing with my boobs. I let him pull up the shirt covering them. I could tell my nipples were hard. I felt his shaft get harder against the side of my head. I murmured softly when he ran his fingertips over my boobs and gently twisted my nipples.
My breaths got deep and irregular as he reached down to my pubic bone and ran his hand back and forth across it. My mouth fell open to a sharp breath when he pushed the shorts between my legs. As he pushed harder against the cloth and began rubbing my vulva, my legs twitched.
I let his hand slide into the generous waist of the shorts, cool fingers against my tummy, past the little patch I maintained, squeezing my pussy lips together, pulling from side to side.
"You're not shaved," he noted.
"My husband likes it that way," I chortled. The rubbing was working and soon a finger found my little bump. "Oh yes, yes." And after a few moments, "You're going to have to take these off, you know," and he opened the shorts and pulled them over my hips.
My legs fell apart. I only had on the tee shirt pulled halfway up to my neck. Two fingers plunged inside me and his thumb went to work on my clit. My whole body was convulsing,
I turned toward the hidden cock that was pressed against my head. "Open," I commanded. I scooched up and took his shaft in my mouth. It was his turn to moan as I bobbed taking it in and out.
"Oh yes yes yes," he exclaimed as we both got close to cumming, but I didn't want to finish this way. "You have way too much clothes on," and we both went to work stripping him. He stood in front of me, naked now, his circumcised cock projecting straight out.
"You're shaved, too," I noted. "Uh huh." "My husband hasn't gone that far yet." I held his cock to one side and sucked on his balls. Then I worked my way up licking both sides of his shaft finally poking my tongue's tip into his little slit. He was purring quietly through this, but when I wrapped my lips around his tip, he let out a loud moan. He exuberantly began fucking my mouth. I let him enjoy this for a while, but I wanted something else. "If you want to cum, you're going to have to fuck me."
I tore off my tee shirt and knelt with my elbows on the back of the sofa. I felt his mouth envelope my pussy, then his tongue probing, my clit on fire, my belly muscles contracting in waves of pleasure. "Now! Now!" He stood. I held his cock at my pussy and used it to twiddle my clit some more. Then I aimed it at my opening and muttered, "OK." I felt my vagina fill up with his above average organ. Stroke after stroke, "So good. So good. Yes, yes. Don't stop. Don't stop." A few minutes later he groaned loudly, and I felt shot after warm shot of his juices fill my eager cunt.
"Bravo!! Bravo!! Well done!!" I craned my neck around Roger bare torso; Brenda and Pete had come into the room and were applauding. I pulled away from Roger and sat, using the shorts to cover myself. Then we all started laughing. "I want some of that, too," Brenda stated, and she pushed Roger down on the sofa and took his limp, glistening cock in her mouth. I turned as Pete wandered over and stood on the other side of me. He unzipped his shorts, pushed down his jockeys, and his reawakening organ fell out. The aroma of Brenda's sex filled my nostrils as I took him in my mouth. Seemingly on cue, she forced three fingers into my cunt. She began fucking me that way while Pete fucked my mouth.
Suddenly, Pete pulled Brenda's fingers out and moved his cock to my opening. Brenda turned around and lowered herself over Roger's erect shaft. I opened my legs and let Pete in. It was wonderful. Both boys took extra long on round two. A shot of Pete's cum pulsed in my vagina, but he pulled out and offered his cock to my mouth again. After one shot landed on my chin, the rest of his output mingled with the taste and aroma of my own sex in my mouth.
Brenda and Roger had turned around. I watched him force his wet cock into her rear end as she knelt. It was my turn to finger her vagina as he fucked her there til he came.
It was getting late; our husbands were due home in an hour. We quickly showered together and put on the odd clothes. Pete and I rinsed out our canoe while Roger drove Brenda to the other side of the lake to retrieve her SUV. With the canoe on the roof rack, we drove off in stunned silence. It wasn't our last visit to the house by the pond. On the next visit, Brenda and I stripped each other and made 69 love in front of them before they took their turns.
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