Lisa Smith, a woman in her late 20s, reveled in the freedom of the open lake. Her boat cut through the water, the wind whipping through her hair, and the sun warming her skin. She wore her favorite bikini, a vibrant red that hugged her curves, the top straining against her full breasts. She didn't notice the way the fabric was stretched to its limits, but the men at the marina certainly did.
As she pulled into the dock, she scanned the area for Roger, the usual attendant. His absence meant Henry, a man in his 50s, would be handling the boat. Henry was known for his slow, deliberate pace, and Lisa was in no mood to wait.
She tied off the boat and grabbed the hose, her movements fluid and practiced. But as she leaned over the rail to connect the nozzle, the boat rocked, and the hose jerked. The sudden movement caused her bikini top to shift, the fabric barely containing her ample breasts. She was stuck, her hands full, unable to adjust her top without help.
Henry ambled over, taking his sweet time. He handed her the hose, his eyes lingering on her exposed flesh. Lisa felt a flush of embarrassment, but also a spark of excitement. The men along the dock were watching, their eyes glued to her struggling form.
"Henry," she said, her voice a mix of frustration and desire. "A little help here?"
Henry's eyes twinkled with mischief. "Seems like you've got a bit of a situation. Maybe you should've worn something more... accommodating."
Lisa's heart pounded. She was trapped, her top barely covering her nipples. She could feel the eyes of the men on her, their gazes like physical touches. She decided to embrace the moment, leaning further over the rail, giving them a better view.
"Is this what you wanted?" she asked, her voice husky. "A little show?"
Henry's breath hitched. "Lisa, you're playing with fire."
She grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe I like to play with fire."
With a sudden movement, she straightened up, her top falling away completely. The men gasped, their eyes wide with lust. Lisa laughed, the sound echoing across the dock.
"Looks like you're in charge now, Henry," she said, her voice a low purr. "What are you going to do about it?"
Henry's eyes darkened with desire. He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to cup her breast. Lisa moaned, her body arching into his touch. The men watched, their breaths coming faster, their dicks hardening.
Henry's thumb brushed over her nipple, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She reached out, her hand finding the bulge in his pants. He groaned, his hips jerking forward.
"Lisa," he growled. "You're driving me crazy."
She grinned, her hand stroking him through his pants. "Good. That's the idea."
Henry's hand left her breast, trailing down her stomach, his fingers slipping under the waistband of her bikini bottoms. Lisa gasped, her body trembling with anticipation. His fingers found her clit, rubbing it in slow, teasing circles.
"Henry," she moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. "Please."
He chuckled, his fingers slipping inside her. "Please what, Lisa? Tell me what you want."
She bit her lip, her body writhing with pleasure. "I want you to fuck me. Right here, right now."
Henry's eyes darkened with lust. He quickly undid his pants, his cock springing free. Lisa's eyes widened, her pussy clenching with desire. He was big, bigger than she had imagined.
Henry lifted her onto the boat's rail, positioning himself between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He teased her entrance, his cock rubbing against her wet folds.
"Lisa," he growled. "You're so wet."
She grinned, her body aching with need. "That's what you do to me."
With a swift movement, he thrust into her, filling her completely. Lisa cried out, her body arching with pleasure. He set a relentless pace, his hips slamming against hers. She met him thrust for thrust, her body on fire with desire.
The men watched, their hands stroking their own dicks, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Lisa's eyes met theirs, her body trembling with pleasure. She loved the way they watched her, the way their eyes devoured her.
Henry's thrusts grew faster, harder. Lisa could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing with anticipation. She reached between them, her fingers finding her clit. She rubbed it in time with Henry's thrusts, her body trembling with pleasure.
"Henry," she moaned. "I'm going to come."
He groaned, his hips slamming against hers. "Come for me, Lisa. Let me feel you come."
Her body exploded with pleasure, her pussy clenching around his cock. She cried out, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. Henry groaned, his cock pulsing inside her as he found his own release.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Lisa grinned, her body still trembling with pleasure. She had never felt so alive, so desired.
Henry pulled out of her, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He helped her down from the rail, his hands lingering on her waist. She leaned into him, her body still humming with pleasure.
"Well, Henry," she said, her voice a low purr. "That was quite a show."
He chuckled, his hands cupping her breasts. "You're the one who started it, Lisa."
She grinned, her body aching with desire. "And I'm the one who's going to finish it."
With that, she dropped to her knees, her hands reaching for his cock. The men watched, their eyes wide with lust. Lisa's tongue darted