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My wife and I had been having some sexual problems. We agreed that we'd both work on them and help each other thru it. My wife was struggling with a low libido. I thought mine was still high so I did my best to entice her. She was receptive but admitted she just couldn't shake it. She understood I was frustrated and one night after a couple bottles of wine she said, "I understand you have needs. I can't be what you want right now, but I want you to be happy. Please be safe. Let me figure this out." It was weird to hear that and honestly, we never spoke of it again. So, my wife's cousin is the same age as me. And to be totally honest, she's not as good looking, but she has IT. She has a nice round booty, a little meat on her bones and comes across a little edgy. Not afraid to call it like it is. Her husband is a fun guy, but runs in a group of guys that are always partying and acting like they're still in college. I seriously question his motives sometimes. My wife and I invited them to our house for a long weekend over the summer. Bonfires, tourist stuff, cooking out and spending as much time as possible on the boat. The boat was older, but new to us. I was perfect, a little footer with a cutty cabin to escape the sunshine. They came to town and we all had fun. I'd found myself looking at Courtney and thinking, "wow, she has got to be wild." We always had fun as a group and the more time we spent together the more she opened up. So sunday rolls around, forecast is mid 's. Perfect weather for the boat. We pack coolers, tons of beers, food, towels, everything we'd need for a long day on the water. We launch and head to the strip where everyone anchors. The beach was jammed full of people, boats were hooked together, it was setting up to be a fun day. We settle in and kept each other company. Beers were flowing, people were stopping on the boat to say hello and before we knew it, the alcohol supply was dwindling. The girls were mostly hanging in the water while us guys kept our sunglasses on and admired them from the boat. My wife volunteered to walk to the beach and head a few blocks down to get another case of beer. Courtney's husband offered to join...I knew he was in dire need of a can of chew. I figured they'd be gone at least an hour. At this point I had no intentions of anything, nor did it even enter my mind. The two grab their wallets and shirts and set off to find more supplies. Within a couple minutes, Courtney climbed back into the boat and sat down. She asked how things were between my wife and I and naturally I said things were perfect. She alluded to the fact that they had spoken and was aware of my wife's low sexual desire. She-clearly on liquid courage-began to describe how she felt her husband was more distant and she had a gut feeling he was fooling around with one of his coworkers. I assured her there was no way that could be and just stick it out. I noticed her line of questioning got more blunt. "So, how do you solve your problem then?" I figured honesty was the best policy. "Well, I jerk off when ever I get time. Its all I can do." She giggled, "yeah, I'm kind of in the same boat. I just feel so terrible, a girl should never have to do that to herself." I nodded in agreement, "you're so right." She pressed further. "I've always wondered...what do guys like about porn?" This was easy. I said, "well, I think mainly its the idea of it. Not banging THAT girl, but doing those things and having no inhibitions. Its hot when girls aren't afraid to do exactly what they want." Courtney kind of nodded. "Gotcha...I always thought I was a little too aggressive and that's what pushed him away. " She hesitated. "I love to give blow jobs and I feel like he's just tired of them. He'd rather be working in the yard. It's just strange." Well, needless to say, my cock was starting to firm up and all this sex talk was getting to me. Courtney sitting across from me with her blonde hair up in a messy bun, her bikini snug against her tits and ass, I couldn't hide it anymore. I turned to set my beer down and tried to be stealth and tuck my cock to the side, but there is nowhere to hide in swim trunks. I hoped she didn't notice....but she did. "I saw that!" Busted. "I tried to be sneaky...sorry...it just happened. Erase it from your memory bank." I had no idea where this going and it could get good or bad. Courtney reached for my waistline, "do you wear boxers under your trunks?" As she did this, she slipped her fingers inside my shorts right at the drawstring. "As you can tell...I do not." "I didn't think so..." she trailed off. I sat there in shock. She gave a quick glance to the sea of people on the beach. She looked at me and inched to the edge of her seat. She reached out and gently tugged on the drawstring, untying my trunks. I gulped. She looked at me and smirked and proceeded to give a light tug on the Velcro. "I want to make the most of my vacation," she said. I responded as quickly as possible. "Who am I to deny you of that?" She grabbed the legs of my trunks and I took the signal to lift my butt of the seat so she could depants me. This was really happening! She knelt down on instantly took me in her mouth. I had a perfect view of the beach so I could keep a constant watch. She slowly worked me, alternating between sucking hard on my tip and slowly taking as much of my cock to the back of her throat. I could see why she liked it...she was good at it! She continued to alternate for a few minutes and I started to get a bit more aggressive. I kept my hand on the back of her head and forced her down on my cock. She started moaning and working me faster. I could have sat like that all day. She slowed a bit and looked up at me. "Well?" I didn't even hesitate. "Get down in the cabin." We scrambled down below. I untied her bikini top and got a look at her tits. Perfectly round with nice little nipples. I sucked on them as she tugged my cock. I slid my hand inside her bottoms and felt the wettest pussy I've ever encountered. I moved my fingers on her lips, spreading the wetness all over. She pulled my face up to kiss her, a deep hard kiss that I hadn't experience in a long time. The smell of sunblock, the breeze from the water and sweat was intoxicating. She knelt on all fours in front of me, able to keep her head up looking out the cabin. I slid her bottoms off an lay at an awkward angle to lick her from behind. She was soaking wet, I was on a mission back there. I licked her all over. My cock was so hard I thought it was going to explode. I stopped long enough to say, "we're gonna fuck, but I'm so close, don't be mad!" She countered, "thats fine, as long as you cum in my mouth I'll be a happy girl." Oh my god. My cock slipped right in. I started slow to let her juices spread all over me. I held myself still and she picked right up on it, moving her hips horizontally fucking me. She pushed harder, I was transfixed watching my cock disappear. Her ass was everything I'd imagined, bigger, but nice and firm. I looked out the cabin to be sure...I knew I was close and was about seconds from busting. I grabbed her hips and starting railing. I tugged her hair lightly and she moaned. She put a hand over her mouth and lost it. I managed to say, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming" and with that, she spun around, shifted to lay on her back beside me and guided my cock to her mouth. She wrapped her lips around my cock and tugged just as I started to let go. She moaned as I filled her mouth. I stroked myself a few more times and squeezed the last drop out. She licked it off like it was the cherry on top of a ice cream Sunday. As much as I wanted to sit and relish what just happened, we both realized we'd better clean ourselves up. I threw my trunks on and she put her top back on and redid her hair. "Quick, we better hop in the water," I said. We did just that and stood for a minute just giggling. I couldn't believe what just happened. We both swam to try and get the smells off each other. Within about minutes, the pair returned with more beer...and a bottle of vodka. We drank more and continued to party. It was never spoke of again.....fine by me. But what a memory.