While I was moaning from the stimulation of being double licked, other men stepped up to take advantage of my face-up position. I lost count of how ma...y came in my open mouth or on my cheeks or boobs. I also kissed men who wanted to taste what I tasted, usually with lots of tongue. If they wanted it, it was on my menu. I had never experienced so many men at once, the two-in-an-evening history I did have seemed so tame. No, actually lame. Before this, I didn't have any real experience. So much. He sat there muddling over what his captor had said, and a look of dread fell over him. He remembered that night, but he also remembered much more that had happened that same night, and was struggling to decide if the man in black knew, too. In a terrifying way, his situation started to make sense. This wasn’t about a gambling debt as he first expected. ‘That was a long time ago man. Is that why you got me here?’ ‘No, not quite.’ He replied. The word ‘no’ sounded more like ‘nah’, as he. I had nice long dark hair and blue eyes, but I was hopelessly petite. My mom was slender like me too. Boys didn't notice me much. They all looked at the seniors and the girls with big tits and round asses. One day I told my dad, I wanted breast implants because boys only dates the girls in my high school with big boobs. I didn't have anyone else to talk to. My mom had been a hopeless drunk up until she left us. When I said that, he gave me the oddest look and said, "Well, lets have a look shall. I could spend all day telling you how lovely it is to wander around "your own" boat in your birthday suit with a few smartly dressed men bringing you cocktails, towels and anything you need, but that's not what this story is about. It was great being nude on the boat - but the beaches were beautiful, too. Luxurious and filled with half naked - and sometimes completely naked - tourists and families; skinny little eastern European teenagers with their big, hairy Russian sugar daddies; ripped, tan.