My wife and I wanted to try a three-some, but we couldn’t seem to agree on the third partner. But then Gary moved in next door and we had our man. Gary, a boating enthusiast and fisherman, kept his boat in his backyard and worked on it every chance he got. Janice told me that she’d caught him staring at her many times when she was out sunning herself in our backyard. In fact, she said she’d seen a large bulge in his shorts, proof that he found her sexually exciting.

Gary was tall, muscular and good-looking, and the thought that he possessed a larger-than-average cock turned Janice on no end. As for me, I was eager to see my lovely wife’s pussy swallow up another man’s cock.

We started inviting Gary over to swim in our pool, and he always accepted. One time the three of us were having beers at poolside and Janice, who was face down on the chaise with her top off, asked Gary to put some suntan lotion on her. His cock appeared ready to bust out of his shorts as he began rubbing the lotion on Janice. Then the phone rang and I had to go inside to answer it. Watching from behind the sliding glass doors of the patio, I saw my wife roll over onto her back so Gary could apply lotion to her breasts and stomach. While he was doing this, she was running a hand up and down his leg.

I returned with three fresh beers, and Janice asked me if we could go fishing with Gary the next day. I knew, of course, what she was up to and without hesitating said it sounded like fun.

Noon the next day found me steering the boat, Gary putting the lines out and Janice sitting in the fighting chair. When she took her top off and began stroking her tits and playing with her nipples, Gary kind of half-smiled at me. To make it perfectly clear to him that my wife was not just flirting, I told him that as it was his boat, he should feel free to do whatever he wanted on it, including screwing my wife.

Well, Gary was out of his clothes in nothing flat. He stepped over to the fighting chair and rested his large, fully erect cock on Janice’s shoulder. He reached down and grasped her tits as she turned her head to one side and took his monster in her mouth. As I watched my wife licking and sucking our friend’s big cock, I got out of my own clothes.

After a while, Gary moved around to the front of the chair and removed my wife’s shorts. Dropping to his knees, he began kissing and licking her, starting at her tits and working his way down to her pussy. Janice moaned with delight when Gary pushed his face between her legs and began feasting on her sex, but she was really hot now and couldn’t take his probing tongue for very long. Pulling his head away from her pussy, she told Gary to fuck her.

Gary led my wife to the bench at the helm and laid her down on it. Then, lifting her legs up onto his shoulders, he pushed his giant cock inside her pussy. Janice groaned with pleasure and continued groaning as Gary started fucking her. With my own cock rock-hard, I watched Gary sliding in and out of my wife. I could see her juices on his cock every time he pulled out.

Janice reached for my cock and stuffed it in her mouth. Having her suck me while Gary fucked her was something. When Gary was ready to come, my wife jerked my cock out of her mouth and told me to come on her face. Janice had what she told me later was one of the best orgasms of her life as I spilled semen on her mouth and chin and Gary unloaded in her pussy.

Following this, my wife went down below to rest awhile. Gary and I had a couple of beers, and then I went below to check on Janice. We started talking about our first threesome, and before we knew it, we were screwing. Janice came seconds before I did, but she was still hot, so she asked me to send Gary down. Gary was more than happy to accommodate Janice a second time and practically ran down the steps and into the cabin.

He was there for about an hour, and Janice told me later that she had successfully taken Gary’s big cock in her ass. The feel of his meaty sausage stuffed balls-deep back there, stretching her asshole to the limit, was incredibly exciting, she said. Unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

We went “fishing” with Gary several more times that summer. We never did catch any fish, but none of us were about to complain.