We left Float and walked around the Gaslight Quarter. The streets were still crowded with revelers and there was music and laughter coming from a number of bars, restaurants and clubs. The food we had at Float was really just some finger food and appetizers. I put my arm around Joan's shoulders and we strolled around looking for someplace to get a drink and some more food. We looked into a place called Meze, a Greek tapas restaurant with a nice bar. We went in and sat at the bar. The place had a pleasant buzz to it and there were a lot of people at tables and the bar.

We ordered a glass of OKTO, a white wine from Crete. We ordered some food, Hummus and Baba Ganesh with pita bread. The restaurant was huge with soaring ceilings and Greek artifacts and paintings in every nook and cranny. We ate leisurely. It was delicious and the wine spicy and refreshing. Joan's silk dress caught the attention of many of the men. It was nice but we were through with sexual adventure for the evening, although Joan couldn't resist flashing her mound while on the barstool. 

We got back to our room and hugged and murmured sweet nothings to each other. We were happy together. Joan got ready for bed in one of my T- shirts. I watched as she got on the bed and started fingering herself. She started moaning,

"I love cock, I love fucking, I love you Dick."

I smiled and said, "You're insatiable."

Joan moaned, "No I'm easily satisfied, that's why I love to fuck so much." 

I pulled my pajama bottoms off and started stroking my prick. I stood by the bed and looked down at my aroused dirty girl, chest flush, nipples pert and moist cunt.

I said, "Did you like fucking Harry and Vic? Did you like having three cock to play with?"

Joan panted, and said, "Yesss, Yesss, Ohhhh, fuck god, coming, coming."

My prick was on fire. I exploded all over Joan. We slept like babies.

The next day was work for me.

At dinner Joan told me about her day. She went to Black's beach. She drove our rental car to La Jolla shores and parked in the public lot. From there it was a long flat walk to the beach. Once she got there and looked around, she realized that it was a family beach. Since she was already there Joan stripped down for some sun. She lathered her breasts and the rest of her front. She got a friendly older man to do her back.

She told me, "I think he got a few free feels in."

We made our plans for the evening. We were going to the USO for a sailors volunteer dance. Joan wore a white gossamer summer dress tight around her breasts and a short hemline. We drove to the USO and hit an immediate snag. All dance volunteers had to be previously vetted by the USO. We were stumped. Joan suggested that all we had to do was go to a lounge near the USO and we'd find a bunch of servicemen. Directly across the street was a very nice looking club Margarita's cantina.

We went in and Joan was right, there were servicemen everywhere. Joan saw a large communal table with about a dozen uniformed sailors at it. I sat at the bar and watched Joan approach the table. She spoke to one of the sailors and he got up and gave her his seat at the table. The sailors cheered Joan. Joan got a glass of sangria and raised it up and called, "Anchors away boys."

Some Mexican dance music started and Joan pulled one of the sailors to the dance floor. She called, "Aye Caramba" and started shaking her hips to the music. The next song was a slow Mariachi song and Joan danced with another of the sailors, holding him tight and moving against him suggestively. The song ended and the sailor's face was bright red when he returned to the table. Joan smirked. Two of the sailors got a knowing look on their faces and asked Joan to dance with both of them at the same time. A slow song started and they got up to dance. Joan was sandwiched between them.

They both put their arms around her and were softly grinding into her. She put her arms around the sailor in front's neck and planted soft kisses on his cheeks. The sailor behind Joan had his hands on her hips and was pressing her buttocks into his groin. The music ended but they stayed glued together swaying and grinding. Joan turned around and gave the sailor behind her lusty tongue twirling kiss. Joan then whispered something to the two of them. The rest of the sailors at the table were at first stunned then started whooping. Joan took a bow.

I walked over to Joan and took her hand. She introduced me to the two sailors, Edward and Bill and then she introduced me to them, "My husband Dick." She leaned into me and whispered,

"I told them you like to watch me fuck."

I smiled.

I asked Edward and Bill if they had a car. They nodded yes. I said,

"We're staying at the Del. Would you like to join us? We'll meet you at the Sunset bar."

The Sunset bar is outdoors, overlooking the ocean. It is the perfect place to watch the sun set into the Pacific. It has outdoor fire pits, couches and tables and an open and inviting atmosphere.

I drove us back to the Del. I could feel Joan's excitement building. She started groping my cock and running her hands up and down my thigh. Joan said, excitedly, "I'm going to fuck some sailors and you're going to watch!"

Joan and I got a secluded table with a wraparound couch and fire pit. We ordered Saphire martinis and looked around at the gorgeous setting. A few minutes later Edward and Bill walked in.

We waved them over to our table. Both of them were grinning like they won the Kentucky Dirby. I slid out and they sat on both sides of Joan. We talked about the night ahead. I told them the main reason we're doing this is for Joan to have fun. We had a few simple rules: If Joan says no or stop, we stop. If I want a particular arrangement of bodies, you do it. Just then another sailor walked in. Edward and Bill said, "Hello Horse." I asked them why he was nicknamed horse. Bill said, "If you ever saw him in the showers you'd know. He's hung like a horse."

Joan smirked and said, "Horse why don't you join us?"

I went over the ground rules with Horse and he was fine with them. We sat around for a while making small talk. Edward was a gunnery mate. Bill was a radio operator. Horse was a boatswain, in charge of junior seaman. We had our drinks and I could sense Joan getting anxious. I spoke to our waiter and ordered some champagne for the room. I said to the three of them, "Let's go up to our room." I'm sure we made an odd grouping going through the lobby to the elevator. Joan and I were used to it.

In the elevator Joan gave each of the sailors a quick joyful kiss. We got to the room and Joan pulled all three of them to the couch. I sat in a chair and watched. She smiled at them and reached down and pulled her dress over her head. She was stunning, naked, breasts shining with an inner light, hair cascading down her back, mound glistening with anticipation, a picture of sexual perfection. They stared at her with wonderment in their eyes. Edward reached over and caressed her breasts and skimmed his hand down her body. I said we should all follow Joan's example and get naked. They stripped quickly.

Joan sat down between Edward and Horse. Bill knelt down between Joan's legs. I looked at all of them naked. All the sailors were fit and handsome. As advertised, Horse's cock was enormous. Edwards cock was thick and heavily veined with a bulbous crown. Bill's was long and thin and had an upward bend to it. Joan took a cock in each hand and started stroking them. Her small hands gripped them around their base squeezing them and sliding her hands up and down, tracing the contours of their thick shafts and running her thumb around the crowns.

Bill parted Joan's legs and started planting kisses on her thighs. He shortly reached his goal, Joan's vagina. He parted her nether lips and we could all see the wetness within. When Bill's tongue licked her from ass to clit, Joan moaned. She bent over and licked Horse's big cock, then put her lips around the crown. She started to bob up and down on it, taking a little more each time, her cheeks and throat puffing out. Horse leaned back his face flush and grinning.

He said, "I've never met a woman who could take the whole thing."

Edward was squeezing Joan's nipples and kissing her neck and shoulders.

Joan took her mouth of off Horse's cock and said, "Let's all get on the bed."

I could see this could be a logistical problem, so I orchestrated them.

Horse, "Get on your back." 

Edward, "Kneel in front of Joan's mouth."

Joan, "Straddle Horse's cock."

Bill, "Get behind Joan's ass."

Joan slowly lowered herself on Horse's cock. Her cunt lips stretching around his girth. She gradually rose and fell getting more cock in her each time. Joan groaned, "So Big, so fucking big, Cominnng." Horse and Bill held her while she trembled. Joan again started to get the big cock in her. She groaned again. Her pussy lips were stretched wide. Finally, Joan sighed. She had it all the way in her and said, "It feels wonderful, so full."

Edward moved toward her and put his cock by her mouth. Joan swirled her tongue around the head then swallowed the length of it. Edward gasped. I gave Bill some lube. He put some on his fingers and stuck them in Joan's ass, spreading her rose bud. Then he put a lot on his cock and pushed it up to her opening, going slowly until her sphincter relaxed.

Joan grunted, "So full, so fucking full."

They developed a rhythm of thrust and pull and suck. Horse was pushing his hips up driving his whole length into Joan. He could feel Bill's cock rubbing against his through the thin membrane. Bill picked up his pace, stroking deeply into Joan's warm inviting ass.

This was a sexual ballet, with everyone dancing an elegant role. The room resonated with their groans, moans and sighs. Joan was so wet her juices were running down her leg onto Horse's balls.

I sat in my chair stroking my hot rigid cock. I loved watching Joan getting fucked and loving all the sex she could get.

Horse was the first to go, "I'm coming, take my come, Joan fuck".

Bill felt Horse's cock contract and Joan's ass close on his cock. He grunted and pushed all the way in and pumped his seed into her.

Edward took his cock out of Joan's mouth and sprayed cum all over Joan and Horse.

Joan trembled and cried, "Oh fuuuck, Jesus Fuck meeee, coming commming."

We all embraced Joan as she shook and shuddered through her enormous orgasm.

Everyone disengaged from Joan. Cum was spilling out her ass and cunt and sprayed on her body.

The sailors got dressed and said wonderful loving things to Joan as they left.

I hugged Joan's sticky body, tongue kissed her cum full mouth and fondled her stretched cunt.

It had been a wonderful trip to San Diego.