A day on Amy’s Boat

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A day on Amy’s BoatA Day On Amy’s Boat by KatrinaIf you’ve read my last story about what happened with me and Bobby at my backyard pool, you know that, after that experience, I now think about boys differently. How a smart girl with an aggressive attitude can dominate boys. With my new outlook on life and my new freedom after graduating from college, I planned on enjoying my last summer off before I finally jump in to the rat race and get a job.Well, the first thing I thought about doing was seeing if I could get another boy to jerk off for me and maybe even bring my friends Renee and Amy along for the ride. Renee and Amy are your typical 22 year old college girls. They come from middle class families and did the usual college stuff at frat parties, but nothing out of the norm.They both have had on and off boyfriends which fizzled once we all graduated and came back home. Amy was a normal looking girl, somewhat of a tomboy, I guess. She has short brown hair and has been known to get a little crazy when the margaritas start to flow. I used to tell her she looked like Mary Lou Retton, only taller. She and I used to go out on her Father’s big boat out in the Gulf of Mexico with our families during summer break in high school. But since her father died, we’ve only went out once on it since.Renee was the more reserved out of the three of us, but wasn’t exactly an angel either. She was tall with short blonde hair and blue eyes and all the guys loved her. She could of doubled for Sarah Michelle Gellar, but surprisingly, she didn’t really date that much. The idea of getting them to watch a guy jerk off excited me in ways I can’t describe. Just the thought of watching their eyes and facial expressions as the guy jerks off and sprays out his load would be another fantasy come true for me.If you remember my spring break story about Bobby jerking off for me by my backyard pool, you’ll also recall that I kept thinking about how much my friends would appreciate this type of girls entertainment. So now, all I had to do is talk them in to it and find another guy. Getting the girls to watch a guy jerk off is not really a problem, (we’ve all been to bachelorette parties), but finding a guy to do something that most guys would find embarrassing and humiliating is another story. So here is my quandary.Well, I remembered the nice big boat that Amy’s family still had and how Amy knew all about boating from her dad. So I talked her into taking me and Renee out in it for a weekend getaway, just us girls. (yeah, right) Amy was in charge of the boat, güvenilir bahis siteleri Renee was in charge of the margaritas, and I was in charge of bringing the food, (and the yet to be announced entertainment for us girls).So with today being Thursday, and the weekend fast approaching, I had to find a boy toy fast. He had to be hot, trim, buff, and everything in between, but more importantly, he had to be willing to get naked in front of us girls onboard. The three of us would stay in our bikinis and he would have to get naked, totally naked, raunchy naked, and, of course, jerk off for us. Trust me; it was harder than you think. After thinking about the selection of guys I knew, I was coming up with nothing. I didn’t want to hire a stripper, especially since I didn’t have that kind of money. The only boy I could think of was the k** who cut our grass every week.His name was Tommy, and he was still in high school. I had only spoken to him a few times when I was laying out by the pool and he was cutting grass. I had a feeling he liked me, because he would constantly be checking me out in my bikini. He said he was 18 but he sure didn’t look it, as he still had a baby face. But that was the only thing that looked like a baby on him.I knew he had a great body because he would always take off his shirt when he was cutting the grass and he would wear these white gym shorts that would become almost transparent when he would sweat. He obviously was oblivious to this because he couldn’t see behind himself. If he eyes in the back of his head, he could see how his wonderful ass could plainly come in to view when wet, because he wore a jock strap instead of regular underwear.My only reservation about asking him was if the girls would like and enjoy him. Usually girls our age prefer guys that are the same age or older, so I had to think about a strategy to make this happen. When I asked Amy if I could bring a male friend along, she said no problem, is he hot !? Ha, I knew I could count on her ! But Renee was less enthusiastic about the idea. But since she didn’t own the boat and was just along for the ride, she didn’t object too much and just said, well, if you really want to bring a guy, and Amy is OK with it, it’s fine with me. YES ! We have a plan. Now, it was time to ask Tommy.I thought about it and decided that I wouldn’t tell Tommy anything about him being naked, so he wouldn’t have a chance to back out. Plus, I thought of a few ways to ease him in to it and make him enjoy it. Well, it took Tommy about 5 seconds to say perabet yes after I asked him if he wanted to come with us three girls on a boating trip out in the Gulf of Mexico. You know, to do the heavy lifting man stuff? and to make sure we didn’t get m*****ed by any pirates while out at sea. (I know, I know, give me a break).I told him that my friends would go gah-gah over him if he wore his white gym shorts like he did when he cuts grass, but no jock strap, as the salt water would give him a rash. We’ve got everything else. He blushed as he quickly figured out what I was talking about. I asked him if he liked margaritas? He just gave me a little smile and said hells yeah.So Saturday morning shows up and we all pile in to Tommy’s old convertible. Did I forget to mention that I asked him to drive us to the Marina too ? It was only a few hours drive and everybody pitched in for gas. Along the way, I made sure the girls got to know Tommy. Renee kept asking how old he was. And Amy just kept checking him out, especially his ass when he got out to pump gas. It was no secret to me and Renee, Amy was drooling over him, big time.Well, we make it to the Marina, we all gather up our supplies and get on the boat. Amy knows her stuff about boating and she quickly steers us out in to the Gulf of Mexico. It was an absolutely beautiful day for boating. Nice and hot, with a light breeze, perfect conditions for getting Tommy margaritaized and partying with us older girls. Once we were far from land with no one in sight, we got in our bikinis and I started pouring the margaritas. Tommy still drank like he was in high school and downed his first drink like it was water. Getting our way with him should be easy, I thought. He downed another one, took off his tennis shoes and t-shirt and dove in the water.Well, we girls weren’t ready to jump in yet, as we wanted to lay out on the back deck of the boat first. The back of this big boat had a big, open section that was perfect for laying out. It had three lounge chairs and four regular chairs that sat around the small table. So Amy and I just sat on the edge drinking and watching Tommy swim while Renee laid out to improve her tan. I looked at Amy, winked and asked, hey girlfriend, notice anything peculiar about Tommy’s shorts ? Holy Shit, she whispered, I can se his ass !. I giggled back and said, yeah, I know, isn’t it great !When he would swim by, you could clearly see his muscular ass cheeks. (just as I had hoped for). It was a dream come true for Amy, because, like I said, she had been perabet giriş lusting after him on the trip down. Amy whispered, Renee, come here quick, you’ve got to see this ! Renee rolls her eyes and gets up and walks over to edge of the boat and looks down at Tommy swimming by. Jesus ! she says, does he know that we can see his ass ? I replied, he’s 18 and margaritaized, do you think he cares ?! What is interesting here is that Renee doesn’t stop looking at Tommy’s ass. (totally out of character for her). But for Amy and I, it is something we used to dream about in our beds in college.So here stands the three of us girls, drooling over this 18 year old boy’s ass, sipping flammable drinks, giggling our asses off. Tommy is totally oblivious to all of this because we’re wearing our sunglasses and he keeps gawking and grinning at us in our bikinis. Well Tommy says he’s getting tired of swimming and needs another drink. So here comes the moment of truth. Amy, Renee, and I will now get to see the front of his transparent shorts. He grabs on to the ladder and climbs up and in to the boat. He’s still has his back to us when he realizes that his shorts have become invisible. The girls and I cannot take our eyes off this hunk’s ass. It is damn near perfect.Well, sensing his embarrassment, Amy walks over to him and hands him a drink. He asks if we could hand him a towel, but there isn’t one for him. We all brought towels to lay on, but he didn’t. I said, you forgot to bring a towel ? Oops ! As he walks over and sits in a chair, we can see his dark pubic hair and the top of his penis. It doesn’t look really big, but that could just be from swimming in the cold water. Amy, Renee and I just glance at each other and crack up. We could all see Tommy starting to blush and get all embarrassed. He smiles and sits down in one of the chairs and covers up with his shirt. Amy boldly asks him, why are you covering up, Tommy ? Worried about shrinkage ? Us girls just burst out laughing again. (we’re obviously becoming margaritaized too).Tommy says, that’s not fair, I can’t see through your bikinis. So I walk over to him and lean down and put my arm around him. Tommy, I say, look, we’ve already seen your ass and we love it. Yeah, says Renee, you should feel lucky anyway. What boy your age gets to spend a day on a boat out on the ocean with girls like us ?Amy then walks over and says, hey Tommy, all k**ding aside, you better take a shower and wash off the salt water or else you will fry in the sun. So over walks Tommy to the bow of the boat and grabs the hose and washes himself off. I walk over with my towel and hold it open, giving him some privacy when he drops his shorts. He looks me in the eye as he bends down to take down his shorts. It quickly occurs to him that I’m not going to look away.

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