On the lake…

Mid-July. Heat. My wife and I are out in a rowboat. Besides us, the lake is full of various watercraft. About an hour into our rowing, my wife says: I need to pee. I tell her: get in the water and pee as much as you want. She says she's a poor swimmer and is afraid to get out of the boat in the middle of the lake. She says find a secluded spot on the shore, and quickly.

I head for the shore. When the shoreline became distinguishable, it became clear that the nearest shore to us was completely swampy and overgrown with reeds. She says — doesn't matter — push the reeds apart with the boat, I'll go in there and do my business quickly.

I row towards the shore — picking up speed

as much as I can. I tell my wife — look how many fishermen in boats are nearby — won't they be in the way? She says I see the fishermen, I need to pee — I can't hold it. I'll be quick — they won't even have time to see.

We crash at full speed into the reeds. The boat crunches, breaking stems, and half the hull sinks into the reeds. I row back — the beachhead is ready. My wife jumps into the water, water up to her ankles — goes into the improvised toilet. My wife squats down, I turn away.

And what do I see: about fifty meters away, three fishing boats are anchored. Guys of indeterminate age are fishing. And judging by their position, they have a perfect view of what my wife is doing right now.

I turn to my wife, she hasn't finished yet. Honestly, I've never seen her pee before. Here I saw it. I don't know why, maybe because she pees somehow erotically, or because strange guys nearby might see her, but I wanted her right then. In my swim trunks, my dick immediately stopped fitting — the tip popped out.

I go down to my wife in the water. She sees my erect member, and finishing her business, takes my dick out of my trunks, kisses it and quietly jerks it off. At the same time, she's sitting with her back to the water and can't see the fishermen. But I can see them. And what do I see. All three boats are lifting anchor one by one and moving in our direction. I don't care anymore. I put it in my wife's mouth, she sucks with delight. I take her head in my hands and fuck her mouth.

The boats, having approached within a few meters, stopped and dropped anchor. Now I can see the fishermen in the boats well. In the first two are pensioners, one old man in each boat, in the third are two young guys, about 25 years old each. They stopped, cast their fishing rods, sit looking at the floats — supposedly.

My wife gets up, turns her back to me, simultaneously bending over, and inserts my heated organ into her pussy. I put my hands on her beloved ass and start to slowly, deliberately fuck my beloved.

This goes on for several minutes. My wife, tired of standing in an uncomfortable position, straightens her back, and finally notices our spectators. A short pause. I say — these guys have been here from the very beginning. Blush on my beloved's face.

I say: they've already seen everything — we haven't finished yet — let's continue. I think my words were audible to these visitors of the aquatic porn theater.

I kiss my wife, we approach the boat. In the boat, we continue to have crazy sex. My wife came about four times. Finally, I feel a surge of warmth from my lower abdomen, I pull my dick out of my wife, and cum violently on her neck and chest. My wife smears the semen on her skin. A slutty, satisfied smile on her face. She leans on the back of the boat, leaning back and closing her eyes.

I put on my swim trunks. I push the boat away from the shore. We turn around. We sail between the boats of our spectators. The old men are trying their hardest not to look at us, only looking at their floats. The young guys aren't shy — they give a thumbs up in praise.

We move away. From the shore we hear: BRAVO! My wife waves her bikini top over her head...