Boating Boobs Get Wild and Free

One time I went boating with my buddy. He was recently divorced, and spent every weekend out on the lake in his boat picking up chicks. He spent every dime he had on gasoline and alcohol.

He told me a lady friend of his would be going, but I had no idea what I was in for.

When I showed up to the dock mid-morning, this petite little brunette was flip-flopping around helping him load the boat and get ready to cast off. She was wearing an oversized white t-shirt that just barely covered her buns. I was pretty sure she had a banging body under there somewhere, and I was eager to find out.

We spent maybe thirty or forty-five minutes boating out to a sandbar where this guy liked to party. His hunny just sat in the back of the boat and chilled. Maybe she was still hung over from the night before.

When we got to the sandbar, you could tell activities were still ramping up there. It wasn’t crowded yet, but it was getting that way. There were chicks everywhere in bikinis, a feast for the eyes.

The gal on our boat shotgunned a beer, took off her hat and sunglasses, stripped off that t-shirt and threw it in the floor of the boat. The body she revealed made me want to cry and beg and plead and howl at the moon.

Her tits were gigantic and teardrop shaped. I could see her crazy hard nipples under the fabric of her bikini top. And man, there wasn’t much fabric there. The bottom of her bikini attached to the tiny squares at the top with little strings. And her labia were so clearly outlined with the world’s awesomest cameltoe that I thought there was some kind of joke being played on me.

This picture reminds me of that day.

side note – I added some wedding titties.