Two under the boat, not counting the two strangers.

Day off. The weather bureau promised good sunny weather. We decided to go out of town to a distant lake to sunbathe, on the shore of which a wild beach had formed on its own. We threw some simple food and a couple of bottles of wine into a bag. An hour and a half later, we were there. People were already there, but they weren't lying shoulder to shoulder. There wasn't anything like what they show in porn videos—non-stop open fucking, guys with hard dicks and women flaunting their pussies. Just a few couples naked, though many women were topless; as we walked to our favorite spot, we only saw once how a woman was sucking a guy off. We settled down, me in swim trunks, my girlfriend topless, sunbathed for about an hour, swam, drank one bottle,

and had a snack from the bag. Sun, wine, naked tits around—we felt like fucking. We decided to go into the bushes, but then, contrary to the hydrometeorological center's forecast, a cloud rolled in and it started to rain. We saw an overturned boat on the lakeshore not far from us, gathered our stuff, and went under the boat. Lying there half-naked, body to body, the desire to fuck suggested what to do; with difficulty, we freed ourselves from the swim trunks—too bad we couldn't do it doggy style, as I like—so I got on top missionary. My dick easily found the hole it knew. I pump my girlfriend vigorously, she moans, pushing back with her ass, and we didn't hear the approaching footsteps. We only came to our senses when someone lifted the boat and we heard a male voice—"Holy shit, they're fucking!" In a panic, I blurted out—"Guys, let me finish!"—"Finish, stud, don't deprive the lady of her pleasure,"—and they returned the boat to its original position. I continued, my girlfriend came several times from the nerves, I came and shouted—"Guys, clear!" I crawled out from under the boat, wanted to pull my girlfriend out, but the guys—"Let her lie there." I understood their intentions, but considering that lately we had often practiced MFM, MMFM, and even once MMFMM, I didn't object, and neither did my girlfriend. The first guy took off his pants and underwear—skinny, small, but with a dick, God bless—got on top of my girlfriend and drove his pole into her pussy, good thing it was lubricated with my cum; my girlfriend jerked and loudly gasped. He didn't fuck her for long, came after about five minutes with an animalistic growl. Got off—"Nice pussy, tight!" The second one, a hulk almost two meters tall and probably weighing over a hundred kilos, but his dick... thin and just over 10 cm long. He flopped onto my girlfriend, I look and think, damn, he'll crush her. He pumped her for a very long time; of course, such a small dick probably couldn't feel the pussy filled with two guys' cum; he got off—"Tight pussy, my ass, it's like a bucket." And then the rain stopped, we sat on the boat, me and my girlfriend naked, the guys with their asses bare; the people had scattered because of the rain, no one to hide from; we finished two bottles of vodka the guys had. They fucked my girlfriend one more time each, only the hulk pleaded—"Can I go in the ass? I can't feel the pussy." My girlfriend agreed—what's there to fear from such a dick, we can do anal. She gathered the cum from her pussy with her palm and lubricated his asshole with it. This time, the boar fucked longer. The last to fuck my girlfriend was the shrimp with the huge dick. We fucked, finished our bottle of wine. When saying goodbye, we exchanged phone numbers. About two weeks later, they came to visit us, and we had a great MMFM. And some time after that, they persuaded their wives and came as a foursome. We had such an awesome group fuck.