Joan goes to San Diego #7 part 2 - Sex Stories

Joan goes to San Diego #7 part 2

... 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 ...