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Frank, meanwhile, had gripped the elastic of her matching black knickers and was slowly pulling them down - first revealing the top of her trimmed mons. She tried to pull away from him and thwart his efforts, but he kept hold of them and continued to slip them down her thighs, exposing her buttocks, then the top of her vaginal cleft, and finally her entire vulva. He then yanked them all the way down to her feet, and worked on lifting each foot in turn to remove her shoes and extricate her skirt and knickers from around her ankles.

Natalie continued to struggle and squeal as George pulled her blouse up, inside-out over her head, trapping her arms. George and his two friends set about fondling her all over; and within her inverted blouse she didn't know who was touching which part of her. She called for Ben's help, but he ignored her pleas, and watched with increasingly sexual scene unfolding with interest; Frank dropped his trousers and underpants, then slid a condom he was keeping in his shirt pocket onto his fully erect penis. The other two turned her around and bent her over, presenting her to the aging restaurant owner. She felt his long, thin cock enter pussy from behind, and soon his balls were stroking her thighs as he thrust in and out with the vigour of a much younger man.

While Frank was taking Natalie from behind, George and Stuart set about removing her blouse and bra completely. With her blouse no longer covering her head, now fully naked, she looked over her shoulder into the face of Frank just as he came, his face contorted with sexual pleasure. He withdrew his manhood and Stuart eagerly took his place, having already rolled a condom into his average sized, fully erect penis.

Stuart slipped past Natalie's well lubricated pussy lips, while at the same the George dropped his pants and placed his rock-hard cock up against the lips on her face. She accepted his large phallus into her mouth and began massaging it with her tongue and lips. Ben watched in awe as his wife was spit-roasted in the boat's narrow passageway. It didn't take long for both men to finish; George's cock twitched and pumped semen into Natalie's mouth, causing her to gag, quickly followed by Stuart, whose cock pumped his seed into the condom inside her.

Ben couldn't hold on any longer; as soon as Natalie's sexual partners had finished he announced: "My go - turn her over boys!" The other three men obliged, and soon had Natalie flipped over onto her back with her arms pinned above her head and her legs forced wide apart.

Ben stripped from the waist down, then knelt between his wife's parted thighs. Using the middle and forefinger of his right hand, he then expertly located her clitoris and began rubbing it vigorously. The other men watched with interest as she became more and more aroused; her nipples became bullets and her sex flushed red. She was soon spasming as she came violently, and her sex juices ran over Ben's fingers. He withdrew his hand and slipped his unsheathed erect penis into her. It was the best sex of their lives; having three other men watching them fuck was the hottest thing either could imagine.

Natalie washed the men's semen and saliva off, and out of her, in the shower then joined the men at the table for a nightcap before bedtime. Nobody was surprised that she didn't bother to put any clothes on, being as they'd all had carnal knowledge of her that evening.

"You must all come for a meal at my restaurant tomorrow evening," Frank announced. "My treat."

"Thanks," Ben and Natalie both replied.

"But...Natalie is the dessert," he smiled and kissed Natalie's hand. "Okay?"

"Alright, Frank," Natalie agreed. "Better be bloody good food though, or I'm not putting out," she winked. Ben was astonished that she was agreeing to a repeat performance the next evening, and couldn't wait!

***

For the whole of the next day, Ben couldn't get the thought of the previous night, and the night to come, out of his mind. Finally, at 7.15pm, Natalie declared herself ready, having spent half an hour in preparation. She looked stunning in a short, lacy, pink and white dress with a low-cut cleavage and thin shoulder straps, finished off with white high-heeled shoes. Arm-in-arm in between Ben and George, they walked the short distance to Frank's Portuguese restaurant. Stuart met them there, and the five sat at a private table away from other customers.

The group had a lovely evening, and Frank's waiters served them drinks, starters, and main course - all free of charge as he'd promised. Everybody was too full for dessert anyway, but Frank reminded them of Natalie's agreement the previous night: "Lovely Nat is our dessert this evening, yes?" he said, and placed both his hands over her right hand. She smiled, but felt a little awkward.

"Absolutely!" Stuart concurred, taking out his phone. He opened his photos app and selected a photo, then flashed it around the table. It was of Natalie from behind, wearing precisely nothing. "George sent me some appetizer snaps to get us in the mood," he said, grinning.

Natalie gasped at the sight of her own bare bottom. "Put that away!" she whispered hoarsely, and tried to grab the phone before one of the waiters saw it. Stuart swiped to another photo and flashed that instead; a full-frontal nude shot. "Stuart, stop it!" Natalie ordered, more loudly, blushing bright red. It was actually her voice that brought a young waiter over to see if everything was alright.

"You like?" Stuart asked the waiter as he held up the photo for him to see.

"Very nice," he said, then recognised the face of the woman. "That is you, yes?" he asked Natalie in a thick Portuguese accent. By now, Natalie had buried her face in her hands with embarrassment, so she didn't see Stuart swipe to different photo; this one positively pornographic. When she looked up again, she didn't realise that the waiter now clearing away their plates had just seen a close-up snap of her moist, gaping labia.

After the meal, Frank left his restaurant in the capable hands of his head waiter, and the five walked back to George's boat. No sooner had they all gone below desk than Natalie was quickly stripped of her shoes and dress by George and his friends. He underwear soon joined her dress on the floor. Frank then grabbed the naked woman almost half his age in a close embrace, forcing his tongue into her mouth as he grabbed her left buttock. She could feel his erection pushing against her groin.

Meanwhile, Stuart peered out of a side-window at the other boats in the marina. "You know, the Happy Buoy is just over there," he nodded to his own tourist boat moored a short distance away. "There's much more room on there." Everyone murmured their approval; agreeing that George's boat was a little cramped, even if they converted the dinette into a bed.

"Pass me my dress please, George," Natalie said as she gently pushed Frank away from her.

"No need, just stay like you are," Stuart declared. "It's not far."

"What? No, I'm not going outside naked!" she replied. But without warning, Stuart leaned forwards, put his right shoulder into Natalie's midriff, and threw her over his shoulder. With her head and arms behind him, she shrieked and struggled against him, but holding her legs tightly in place in front of him, he proceeded to climb up the steps. She grabbed hold of the doorjamb when he reached the top, but he used his superior strength and they were soon up on deck. Once outside she quietened down, for fear of drawing attention, but continued to protest as Stuart carried her off the boat onto the walkway, where they were joined by Ben, Frank, and soon George (after he'd locked up his boat, with all of Natalie's clothing still inside).

To get to Stuart's boat they had to follow the walkway to the side of the harbour, then walk along the paved embankment a short distance, and then along a different walkway.

The walkway was deserted, but despite it being close to midnight, the embankment was still being used by several couples and groups. Everyone stared as the four men passed them with a totally naked women slung over one of their shoulders. As well as her fully exposed bare bottom, Natalie's pussy was also clearly visible to anyone standing in front of Stuart. She was mortified, and glad that her face was covered by her hair, so as to conceal her identity and hide her shame.

"Hey!" Natalie heard George call loudly, and wondered what the hell he was doing. He was actually signaling over a group of local youths (four boys, and three girls). "Will you take a group photo please?" One of the girls gladly took the phone offered by George, who then stood next to Stuart. Ben was unsure, but had little choice, so squatted below his wife's exposed backside and grinned for the camera as the girl proceeded to take a set of five snaps. The other youths found Natalie's predicament hilarious, and took many of their own photos and videos.

They bid the youths goodnight, and Natalie was eventually carried to Stuart's tourist boat, where she was taken up onto the open-topped raised viewing platform. She was actually very turned-on by her forced public exposure, and once Stuart had slipped her off his shoulder, she eagerly lay on her back in middle of the wide wooden-floored central aisle, spread her legs, then pulled open the lips of her labia.

"Who's first, boys?" she asked seductively. The men looked around at one another questioningly.

"I know," Stuart declared, rummaging in his trouser pocket. "We'll toss a coin." And so it was decided by coin toss the order that the four men fucked Ben's wife in front of the others that evening: Stuart, Ben, George, and lastly Frank. Each wore a condom, so nobody had sloppy seconds, and each one elicited an orgasm from Natalie. Afterwards, Natalie happily walked naked back to George's boat with the others, arm-in-arm with George and Frank.

***

The next day Ben, Natalie and George said their goodbyes to Frank and Stuart, promising to visit the port the following year for another orgy. Natalie remained naked while on the boat during the return leg, and Ben and George shared her as though she was the wife of both of them. Although, in order to allow her poor pussy to recover from the pounding it had taken on Stuart's boat, it was two days before she'd let either of them fuck her again.
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