Sailing into Trouble Ch. 03

I couldn't get Sabrina out of my mind. In all my years working at the resort, she was by far the best 'guest experience' I had ever had. Two days after our boatshed adventure, I bumped into them again.

"Oh hey Sabrina! What are you two getting up to today?" I asked innocently. Her taut, petite Asian body looked as sexy as ever in that little black bikini which had seen so much action in the last few days. I hoped neither of them noticed my growing erection.

"We are going out to the reef to try scuba diving," replied Kevin, her husband.

"Nice, nice. It is great out there. Have you ever been diving before?"

"Kevin has, but I haven't," said Sabrina.

"It's pretty easy. Just gotta breathe in and out calmly and it will all be fine."

I said goodbye and then hurried to the boatshed.

"Zack, can you look after the catamarans today?" I asked hurriedly.

"Sure boss. What's up?"

"Sabrina's going out to the reef. I suspect she might get into 'trouble' again, and I think she will need some more 'help'. Scott, you missed out the other day. Wanna come along?"

He didn't need to be asked twice, but Zack looked crestfallen. Still, I couldn't feel too sorry for him cos he got to have his way with Sabrina two days in a row. Zack and I went to the boat and negotiated our way on board, which wasn't too hard as it meant a couple of their crew could have a rest. They wouldn't know what they were missing out on. I may have been imagining things, but Sabrina didn't seem to be too surprised that I have worked my way onto the dive tour, perhaps also wishing to get into some trouble.

While I really couldn't help with the diving instruction, I could certainly drive the boat. In addition to serving as a diving platform, this was also a glass bottom boat. As we cruised across the colorful reefs, the guests were entranced by the beauty passing underneath. Scott and I were more entranced by cute Asian beauty sitting on the boat in front of us. Sabrina's pert breasts wobbled enticingly in the tight bikini top as the boat bounced up and down over the waves. I was so distracted that I almost made a few navigation errors but held it together long enough to get to the dive site.

As I anchored the glass bottomed boat, the divemasters went through the final instructions, including how to signal if they were uncomfortable and wanted to surface where Scott and I could look after them. The equipment was distributed, including the masks, regulators, tanks, and weighted diving belts. One by one, the guests were helped into the clear blue waters by the divemasters. Scott and I watched them glide back and forth under the glass viewing panel.

It wasn't long before we saw one of the guests give the signal they wanted to surface. Soon, up popped Sabrina with one of the divemasters.

"Hey, man," said the divemaster to us. "She got a bit uncomfortable. Can you take care of her while I get back down to the other guests?"

"Oh sure!" Scott replied. "We will take very good care of her."

With that, the divemaster put on his regulator and disappeared under the waves. As we helped her out of her equipment, we asked her what happened. Did she have difficulty with her ears? Or was breathing hard?

"Oh, no. It was a little boring. I thought things might be more fun up here," she said with a devilish grin as she reached out to both of our crotches.

We instantly surrounded her. She swooned at the touch of our hands caressing her front and back, up and down. Her eyes closed and she moaned gently. Scott undid her bikini top till it hung loosely on her neck, freeing her lovely breasts. He bent over and flicked his tongue over her dark, erect nipples, eliciting louder moans.

I knelt down and pulled her bikini bottom down her legs. Then I firmly grabbed her calves and spread her legs, stretching the bikini between her ankles. I nuzzled against her pussy lips, taking in her sweet aroma. I flicked my tongue between her entrance and her clit. She really had some of the best tasting pussy juices I ever experienced and I lapped it up enthusiastically, making her quiver at the knees.

I came up with an idea, so I left the two of them for a bit. Scott was now French kissing her deeply, one hand massaging a breast and the other finger-banging her. She responded by sliding her hands inside his pants and stroking his erection. Meanwhile, I put down some towels on one side of the raised glass bottom viewing panel and also got a couple of diving belts.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt you two, but come over here," I said.

They reluctantly came over and I guided her onto her knees on top of the towels. Then I pushed her down onto the top of the raised viewing area, tits smooshed onto the glass. I then lay a couple of the diving belts across her back, pinning her down.

"Are you afraid I am going to run away?" she asked.

"No, but I think you like being tied down in the boatshed, right?"

"Oh yes! I wonder what you boys are going to do to me now I am all helpless. I hope you don't take advantage of an innocent girl like me," she said as she waved her bare round bottom at me.

Well, we didn't need any more encouragement. In a rush, I pulled down my shorts, spread her legs and plunged my rock hard cock into her waiting pussy. It was so wet that I slid right in. She threw her head back and gasped loudly. Her wide opened mouth was quickly filled by Scott's cock. She started sucking him loudly.

I grabbed her smooth hips and started pumping hard from behind. The pussy juices flowed out liberally, making squishy noises with every thrust. She was so warm and tight in there, I knew I wouldn't last too long. But just for a bit of fun, I gave her a playful slap on her soft, round butt. She squealed with delight but didn't stop sucking Scott expertly. I took that as permission to continue, so I spanked her ass a little harder. She squealed around Scott's cock again.

I could hardly hold on any longer. I gave a few more hard pumps and ass slaps before I grabbed both hips and thrust deeply insider her. I exploded with a loud groan. She must have felt my cum been deposited deep inside her unprotected married womb because at that point her mouth let go of Scott and she screamed "Yeeeeeesss!!!" in climax. Her pussy contracted rhythmically on my pulsing cock, milking as much of my seed as possible.

We held that position, locked together in bliss, for what seemed like an eternity. When I eventually could focus on what was around me, I could see Scott looking a bit disappointed. Sabrina could not continue to blow him while climaxing, and he was waiting there waiting for his release.

"Oh, don't worry, honey. It's your turn now. Not like I am going anywhere," she said as she struggled against the diving weights.

I pulled out and Scott quickly took my place. I could hear a loud squelching noise as he easily entered Sabrina's sopping snatch. She cooed her approval at been penetrated again.

Meanwhile I positioned my cock in front of Sabrina's face. I was softening, but the shaft was shiny with a mixture of my splooge and her juices. Without hesitation, Sabrina started cleaning it with her tongue, swallowing whatever she licked off.

"Mmmmm, we taste so good together," she said looking up at me, before getting back to her task at hand. Her tongue felt so good licking up and down my entire shaft I was stiff again before I knew it. As Scott began to fuck her harder from behind, she started to suck my hard-on. She was taking being double-teamed like a pro despite being introduced to this for the first time just a couple of days ago.

However, we all froze when we suddenly became aware of someone coming into the boat. It was the divemaster that had guided Sabrina to the surface a few minutes before. He was just as shocked at the sight in front of him as we were seeing him. He was an African American man, and he loomed large as he started to take off his mask and tank.

"Well, when I asked you to take care of her, but I see you are taking CARE of her. As the divemaster, I think I need to also take care of my guest."

Both Scott and I were frozen in place, but thankfully, Sabrina was still able to keep her senses even when impaled on cocks front and back.

She stopped sucking on my cock and looked at his dark, muscular frame up and down.

"Three men at one time. This must be my lucky day! I want you to join in once Scott has finished," she said. Scott started riding her again from behind, as little uncertain. "Tell me, is it true what they say about black men? I've never been had one before."

"Well, you are about to find out," he replied.

Scott started to fuck her again a bit more confidently, and Sabrina resumed sucking my cock. The divemaster went through the process of getting rid of all his diving equipment and wetsuit.

Meanwhile, Scott himself was keen on pushing the limits too. Instead of spanking her, he sucked his thumb to wet it and then placed it on her asshole. She moaned on my cock as she slowly inserted the thumb into her butt while continuing to fuck her.

"You must like that," Scott said. "Your pussy in tighter now."

"Oh, yeeeesss! I feel so full! It's wonderful," she replied before returning to the task in front of her, pleasuring me with her pretty mouth.

The sound of their thighs slapping together grew rhythmically louder and faster. Even with the distraction of her wonderful blowjob, I could tell Scott was close. And surely enough, soon he too came inside her. This caused her to turn around in approval.

"Yes. Fill me up!"

After a minute or so, we noticed the divemaster had now stripped down and was ready for his turn. The first person to notice was Scott. His face turned away from her ass and to his right. In response I also looked in the direction and saw the divemaster standing there with the biggest erection I have seen outside a porno. Must have been more than 9 inches with a girth to match. Added to that were big veins up and down the long, dark shaft.

Sabrina saw I was looking away from her and her gaze moved in that direction. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of the monster that was going to take her next. Her mouth slackened and let go of my cock.

"Oh my god..." she whispered.

Scott disengaged and stepped aside. The divemaster got into position behind her and rested his tip at her opening.

"Please, be gentle. I've never had anyone as... as big as you."

"Don't worry, I think your 2 friends here have provided some natural lube for me. You're gonna need it though. Get ready."

He grabbed both hips and slowly pushed his way into her pussy. I looked down as she winced with discomfort as inch by inch he stretched her out.

"Oh my god... oh my god... oh my god..." she repeated as he went deeper and deeper.

When he was finally in all the way, he let her get used to him for a few seconds before he started to ride her in earnest. And that was when she really started moaning and screaming. Obviously, she was not able to continue the cock sucking, so all I could do was watch as this big black man pounded her hard from behind. Her smooth soft skin contrasted with the thick, dark veiny pole that was assailing her.

Both Scott and I could only look on in amazement as she took all of this punishment while being pinned down by the diving weights. I glanced down through the glass at the divers below. One of them was Kevin, her husband. If he looked up right now, he would have seen her breasts pressed onto the glass while her face was in bliss while being railed within an inch of her life by a big, black cock. He was blissfully unaware of what was going now on just a few feet above him, or the good old spitroasting that had taken place just before.

Soon, her eyes rolled back, and she threw her head back as she came once... twice... three times, her hands clawing at the smooth glass and toes on her cute little feet curling as she threw her head about in ecstasy. He unloaded into her with a guttural groan. His hands gripped her hips tight as he drove as hard as he could, delivering his seed deep inside. This made her climax one last time with a loud moan.

When the divemaster finally pulled out, the three loads of cum poured out of Sabrina's now stretched out pussy and down the inside of her legs. He lifted the weighted dive belts off her back, but she just lay there for a little while, regaining her senses after being fucked silly.

"Mmmmm, that was so good," she said softly, turning back to look at him.

Slowly and unsteadily, she turned around and unsteadily got on her knees, kneeling on the towels in front of him. His monster cock, softening but still massive, dangled in front of her. She began to lavish attention on it with her lips and tongue, like she was worshipping the whole veiny shaft. She paused just long enough to wave the two of us over.

"Come on, I want to thank all three of you for such a wonderful time."

She stroked Scott and I with each hand while she tried to take as much of the engorged black snake in front of her as she could in her mouth, which in reality was only just past the head. Every once in a while, she would turn to suck either Scott or me off, but gave most attention to the dive instructor. Even so, I was so hyped up that I could feel myself cumming just as she turned around to face me. She squealed as I sprayed thick ropes into her hair and face before she caught the rest in her mouth. Whatever I deposited in there she swallowed eagerly.

The divemaster looked at his watch. "Damn. Everyone will be surfacing soon. We don't have much time."

"Yeah," said Scott. "Her hubby is down there."

"What? Your hot ass is married?" he asked her incredulously.

She looked down and her face flushed a deep red.

"Yes, she is," I said. "And we are lucky to get to know her so well. Now let's get her cleaned up."

I picked up her bikini bottom and helped get them on while Scott rearranged the top dangling from her neck and tied it back on again. We all agreed that jumping in the water was the best way to get off all the cum covering her head to toe. As she swam around washing herself, the rest of us got our clothes back on too.

A few seconds after we lifted Sabrina back into the boat, the first of the diving group and other dive guides started surfacing. Sabrina was sitting like a demure little Asian wife when Kevin, her husband, got back into the boat.

"Oh honey, are you ok?", he asked.

"Yes, perfectly fine. I just couldn't unblock my ears, so I had to come up," Sabrina replied.

"I hope you weren't too bored."

"Oh, no, I was literally glued to the glass over there," she said, pointing to the raised glass bottom viewing area. "The coral and the... um... divers... and sea snakes... were so captivating."

"You saw a sea snake? I didn't see one. I saw a turtle, though,' Kevin said.

"Yes, the snake was very big. And long. And black. It was a little scary at first," she said, glancing at black dive instructor. He sniggered as he busied himself putting the dive equipment away.

I got back to navigating the boat back to the resort. Kevin was telling Sabrina all about the diving, and she was listening intently. Not for the first time on her vacation, the sperm of multiple men was leaking back out of her womb and soaking her bikini bottom.

The sun was low in the sky when we moored back at the dock. I winked at Sabrina as I used some of the knots I had put to good use tying her down in the boatshed just two days before. Her cheeks blushed again and smiled slyly at me. We bade farewell to all the guests as they alighted from the boat.

"I hope to see you again soon," I said to Sabrina and Kevin as they left.

"Maybe. We are here for a few more days," Kevin said.

The orange afternoon light glowed off Sabrina's smooth skin as they walked away. A little telltale trail of liquid sparkled down the inside of her thighs, telling the tale of another one her tropical vacation escapades.