Demi's Nude Night on the River

Chapter 1

Demi

It was so exciting watching the young bride-to-be seduced by two older men. Tamika and I were both completely naked in our whitewater raft and the two old men were clearly enjoying perving on us.

The four seats in the raft were two by two facing each other. Tamika and I were diagonally opposite, so we each had an older man beside and facing us. There was nowhere to hide.

The men had paddled us into an alcove on the river out of the current. We were stationary now, floating close to a sandy beach.

Tamika had just asked the men to fuck her as it was her hen’s weekend and the last chance she had for sex before getting married. Bart and Neville knew I was already being fucked by the two young army cadets on the rafting adventure, as well as by our tour guide.

“We’re both going to see to the young bride here, you don’t mind do you love?” Bart asked me as he looked over my body.

“No, definitely look after Tamika. This is so exciting, I’m not going to be offended missing out,” I told everyone.

Bart felt one of my tits and made me thrust my chest. He rubbed down over my belly and cupped my bare pussy. I writhed for that too and he opened me with a thick old man finger and inserted it.

“Ah huh, huh,” I whimpered and stared at the other girl in the boat.

Tamika was biting her lip and staring at me being fingered. She was feeling her own tits whilst Neville massaged mine.

Bart finger-banged me hard and fast, massaging my pubic bone from the inside and vibrating the rough heel of his hand against my clit. It felt so good, and taboo, I couldn’t help writhing up off the seat convulsing in orgasm.

“Ah huh, ah huh, ah huh,” I moaned and panted as the men kept rubbing into me and kneading my tits.

From beside me Bart leant over and took my mouth in a kiss. That surprised me but I was in no state to protest. I relaxed and let him swirl his tongue around inside my mouth.

He still had his middle finger up my pussy and was moving it in and out whilst continuing to massage my clit with his thumb.

“We can’t have her missing out entirely,” Neville explained to Tamika who was sitting there watching excitedly, if not a little stunned.

I was released from the kiss and the finger was extracted from my pussy, leaving me sitting there with my legs trembling together in waves of shudders and my belly and tits quivering.

Both men were fully erect. Their fat stumpy cocks were upright and pumped with veins.

They rowed the raft ashore and pulled it up onto the sand. We girls stood together fully nude whilst the men laid a couple of towels on the sand.

Bart took Tamika by the hand and led her to the bed of towels. The other, Neville, picked me up and sat me on the side of the inflatable raft. It was broad and like a bed to lie on. He knelt beside and lifted one of my legs and growled into my pussy.

Oh my god it was heaven.

I lay there with my mouth open and my eyes glazed over. I had a view of the other old man’s thick shaft sliding in and out of the young bride’s pussy. He was fucking her missionary style.

He’d given her one quick pussy lick and moved over to cover her and slam into her. She had yelped but was moaning now with each of his thrusts.

I orgasmed again on the other old guy’s tongue and whiskery face. The one fucking Tamika roared and slammed into her, splitting her smooth young bride-to-be pussy with his thick old man cock. His huge balls pulsed against her butt.

The man emptied his balls into the bride then got up off her and made way for his friend.

I was left with my legs spread over the side of the boat and one arm slumped with my fingers in the sand. I held the solid plastic towing loop at the front of the boat with my other hand.

My tits lay flat and drooped bulging either side and my belly still quivered as I panted with calming breaths.

The man who had just fucked the bride lifted one of my legs and growled into my pussy. The other covered the bride with his rotund body and stretched her delicate little pussy with his fat angry cock.

I was delirious, my orgasm a constant explosion of tingles filling my pussy and periodically condensing to contract and clench all the way up my body.

I heard whimpers being thumped from the bride. Her slender legs were bent up and spread wide open. Her tits were being squashed by a big hairy chest.

The old man fucking her slammed into her and held still as he let out an animal growl as his big hairy balls contracted and started to pulse.

The other man’s cum was dripping from them, some of it having been squished out with his thrusts.

The girl’s womb was being seeded, there was no doubt about that. I hoped she was on birth control and that it didn’t fail.

Tamika had confided in me earlier that she had been abstaining from sex with her fiancé the past three months to make it extra special on their wedding night.

The old guy got up off her and left her pussy gaping and overflowing with his cum. She lay there with her arms out and her legs bent up. She swayed her knees together whilst her feet were still wide apart.

“Oh that’s nice,” one of the dirty old men smirked to the other as they tilted to admire her creamed pussy together, both holding their spent cocks.

“How’s it going back there?” came a voice over the two-way.

Neville grabbed it. “All good. On our way over now.”