The ferry was due to sail just before midnight. While we were waiting to drive our hire car onto the ship, my wife and I had sat in a taverna knocking back Metaxa Greek brandy. By the time that we had stowed the car and found the lounge I was shattered. Susan, my beautiful but wanton wife, had consumed enough Greek brandy to feel horny, so she told me to get another round of drinks and then find somewhere quiet for us to fuck.

I had been driving all day and badly needed a few hours sleep, so I told her to get her own drink as I was going to lay down on the long seat and have a nap. I remember her ordering another brandy at the bar and then seeing her talking to five young Greek guys, who were playing cards.

I must have dozed off for about twenty minutes and awoke to find my wife and three of the card players missing, leaving the other two guys still playing cards. They told me that their friends were showing my wife round the ship, and explained that they were members of a five a side soccer team who were going to the mainland to play in a competition. I was by now, deeply concerned, because I knew what my wife was like when she had had a drink, especially when in the company of three good looking, young soccer players.

I searched everywhere on the open decks without any success, when I suddenly heard laughter coming from an area which was out of bounds to passengers. I climbed up a ladder and found myself standing in the dark area, looking down on my wife and her three youthful admirers. She was sitting on a life raft and was surrounded by a sea of wandering hands. Hands that were unbuttoning her shirt and feeling her legs above her short skirt. The laughter then stopped when she quietly asked the guys to stop, but her voice sounded like stopping was the last thing that she actually wanted the guys to do.

Susan is a great looking woman who turns male heads wherever she goes, because of her red hair, legs that go on forever and a large pair of natural tits that men's eyes become glued to. Despite her somewhat half hearted protests the three footballers continued removing her shirt and skirt, leaving her naked apart from her bra, panties and heels.

Her assailants unclipped her bra, and when she tried to stop her boobs being displayed, they used her confused state to grab the waistband of her tiny red knickers and virtually rip them off her. They laid her back on the life raft now, one guy held her arms above her head, whilst the others spread her legs wide. Although she was still saying no, the fingers that invaded her pussy were coming out very wet, a fact that was not lost on the three young men. I think that she realised that she was going to get gang banged now, and appeared to have welcomed the situation. The only noises that she was making were small groans, as the Greeks took turns sucking her tits and fingering her pussy. I know that I should have put a stop to it there and then, but  was so horny myself that I just stood there in the darkness and let the events unfold.

Without any warning, one of the Greeks stepped forward and thrust his substantial cock into her. She started making little gasping sounds every time he thrust into her, but her ability to make noises stopped when another guy held her nose until she opened her mouth to breathe. He then pushed his rampant weapon between her lips, she was taking cocks at both ends now, as if she had been born to it. After about ten minutes solid shagging the guy exploring her snatch emptied his cock deep inside her pussy, followed a few minutes later by his friend who had just received the best blow job of his life.

The last soccer player lay on his back with his erect cock pointing skywards, Sue was lowered down so that her legs straddled him , and his waiting organ was engulfed by her red hot vagina. It was obvious that no one was forcing her, because she set about riding him like a Grand National winner.

The first guy to take advantage of Susan’s charms then went off and came back with the two remaining guys who had been playing cards. One of them knelt behind her and after lubing her ass with some of the jism that was leaking out of her cunt, grabbed her waist and plunged his dick between her ass cheeks. My wife was not happy at this double assault, although I have to say that this was not the first time that her bottom had played host to the pork sword. Both cocks were pistoning into her in unison, like some powerful machine. Eventually both guys spurted hot cum deep inside her and the only guy not to have fucked her stepped forward.

He took her on her hands and knees. The other men laughed aloud, because he was blessed with a truly awesome cock, which stretched Susan's well-used love tunnel to the limit. Not only was he huge but he had plenty of staying power and it seemed to take forever for him to reach orgasm, with his cock buried deep inside her.

I know that it is a terrible thing to admit, but watching my wife taking all this abuse had got me so exited that I jerked my cock, which erupted in record time.

The footballers looked up and saw, in the distance, the harbour lights of Killini, our destination on the Greek mainland. They then handed back Sue's clothes, except her knickers, which had appeared to have gone missing. After they left, my darling started to dress herself.

I quickly left my secret vantage point and returned to the lounge, so that I could pretend to have slept right through my wife's adventure. It took her nearly twenty minutes to clean herself up before she came back to supposedly wake me up.

As the ferry sailed into Killini harbour, one of the other passengers pointed upwards. There flying from the masthead, just below the Greek ensign, were Susan's little red panties.