A Vacation to remember Chapter Three

Chapter Three, The Fishing hole

After our evening by the pool and very exhausting session with the Lifeguards we slept until midmorning, Clare and I went to the hotel quick service restaurant for a hearty breakfast, while we ate, we decided that today was not a good day to ride rides and we figured that we should check out some of the hotel facilities. We walked around the resort and as fun as everything seemed nothing was really jumping out to us, then we walked across the bridge to “Ol Man Island” and there was the Fishing Hole, it was a small wooden building with some decking reaching out into the lake for people to fish, Sadly there was a closed sign at the entrance but the window was open and there were two men talking to each other behind the counter, one was quite young early 20s I would guess and the other was a mature grey haired man, was tanned with strong looking forearms, he was the outdoors type. We walked up to the window to ask when the fishing would be open.

“Sorry folks the hole is closed, we are having problems with the card machine so I can’t charge you to fish and we can’t take cash” the older man said glumly.

“Maybe I can pay you in kind “Clare said brazenly winking at the two guys who were a little taken aback by the brazen offer from a married pregnant woman.

“I bet you’re that lady Taz was telling us about aint ya?” the younger man said

“Oh what’s that naughty boy been saying about poor little me?” Clare asked coyly

“He told us you sucked his pecker clean after he fucked you in the ass with it” the older man chirped in, “but we didn’t believe him”

“Well, you should honey, because that’s what happened, he and his two buddies and my husband here made me air tight last night.”

“Well, that’s not technically true miss, they left out your piss hole,” said the old man

“Never thought of it that way, but yeah you’re right, I suppose I have ear holes and nostrils too, but all my sex holes were full” Clare retorted.

“Your piss hole is a sex hole; you can get fucked in that hole too” the boy chipped in

“Well, I have never heard of piss hole fucking, you would need a tiny cock to do that though!”

The men laughed, “That’s true we would, but you don’t use dicks, you use toys or objects”

“That’s very kinky, doesn’t it hurt?” Clare asked, clearly wanting to know more

“It does to start, but it fades and it feels amazing once you get going “the lad said confidently.

“Look we are at a loose end until the card machine comes back online, maybe we could give you two a behind the scenes guided tour of the set-up we have here?” the older man said, he came to the door of the building and opened it up and invited us to step inside the fishing shack. Clare was stepping over the threshold before anyone could change their minds, i quickly followed her inside the shack.

“This is the pole room” the old man said waving his hand to the bamboo fishing poles in neat rows up against the wall, each with a line and hook tied to it, some had a small oval float half way up the line.

“I bet it is your dirty bastard; I bet your pole is out in here before long” Clare ribbed the old man

“I bloody hope so if Taz’s story is anything to go by” he came back

They took us into another room, “this is the bait and catch room” and through there is the tackle room and the jetty to the fishing boat.

“So, let’s see these toys you guys use on women’s pee holes?” Clare asked

“It’s not just women, men can also fuck their own cocks, in fact we can go deeper than you girls can as we have longer urethras due to our cocks, your bladder isn’t very far from the front due to having all those juicy cunt parts inside you so your urethras are quite short”

“Wow that’s interesting, I never did much Biology in class “Clare said.

The old man went into the tackle room and came back with a tackle box and placed it on the table, “why don’t you lose the dress and hop on the table, I bet you’re not wearing any panties. “The old man quipped

“I love it when men are direct and know what they want” Clare grabbed the front of her sun dress and pulled it over her head ,the old man was correct, she was 100 % naked yet again in front of yet more employees of the resort, she sat back on the table and raised her knees and placed her feet on the edge of the table exposing her slimy gash and pucker to the room.

“Wow that’s one pretty kitty you got there miss” the young lad said, the men all sat down and the old man shuffled closer to Clare’s naked cunt, he opened the tackle box and fished around and pulled out a long thin fishing float, “don’t worry, its clean and never been used to fish”

He then got up and walked over to the bait fridge and came back with a clear tube of something that looked like jelly inside. He squirted the clear jelly on to the tip of the float; the float was maybe 3mm in diameter and about 7 inches long with a fluorescent tip and wide bulb at the base.

Clare opened her thighs wider and reached down with both hands and pulled her puffy labia open to reveal her inner cunt, “okay this will sting a bit and you will feel like you want to pee, but relax and you will enjoy it.” The old man said

The younger man had already pulled his prick out and was lazily toying with the tip of his cock while he watched my wife expose herself.

The old man reached forward with his left and to steady himself, he then located the entrance to Clare’s Urethra and lined up the jelly covered fishing float, gently he pushed the lubed up orange tip into her urethra, slowly drawing it out and then sliding it back in, letting the lube coat the inside of the fleshy tube and slowly the urethra allowed more and more of the float to enter her body, Clare’s head went back as soon as she felt it slide in, she was biting her bottom lip , but I could tell it was the type of pain she enjoyed, a kinky sexual pain, her breathing increased as the old man moved the float in and out fucking her piss hole very gently, the lad next to me was now openly wanking watching my wife have her pee hole reamed by a fishing float at the hands of his boss.

The old mad kept up the pace and started to push the float in a bit deeper and take longer strokes, it was quite mesmerizing, I was also rock hard and took my cock out to wank.

“Okay I think she’s used to it now so I’m going to try a bigger float” he said

He slipped the 3mm float from her pee hole and pulled out one that was shorter but fatter, it was also fully clear and had no bulb.

He lubed up her hole this time by squirting the lube directly into her widened Urethra, and some on the clear tubed float, He pushed it in ever so gently, her head went back and I could see her pussy was running like a tap at this new found sensation. Again, he gently got her used to the size and then gently fucked her piss hole, the advantage of the clear float was we could see a little way into her pee slit at the red inner walls. After a few mins of fucking her piss hole with the float, he pushed the float almost all the way in and left it in place.

“Now the great thing about fishing floats is that they have these rings on them “pointing to the brass ring at the base of the float, that was sticking out of her pee hole, “this is useful if you want to get extra spicy” he tied some fishing line to the ring as the base of the float.

“Tom , give her a good fucking” the old man said, the lad was up and in position in a blur and was running his cock up and down my wife’s dribbling cunt, he then unceremoniously rammed his cock home, Clare’s Eyes bugged out of her head , I knew the lad wasn’t packing too much in the prick department so I can only assume something was going on with her piss hole.

“Perfect, good job lad, he’s fucked the whole of the float into her bladder, so now she can feel it bumping around inside herself while he’s fucking her, can’t you dear?” the old man said

“OHH FUCK YES” Clare replied

The lad continued to batter away, it didn’t take long before Clare came hard and the old man said “okay Tom pull out”

“For real? I’m not done Pops?” the lad replied

“don’t worry it’s not forever, just want to show our guests summit” the old man said

The lad pulled out and sat back down, Clare was sweating.

The old man held open Clare’s pussy with one hand so I could see clearly , the float was nowhere to be seen, just some very thin fishing line dangling out of the piss hole, the old man gave the line a gentle tug and the brass ring with the line tied on it popped out, he pulled the whole float out and it was followed by a gout of piss that splashed on to the floor.

“That was fucking insane” Clare exclaimed breathing heavy.

“Well, that’s just one of the tricks we can do, he handed a long rubber lure worm to the boy, the worm was about a centimeter thick and about a foot long, it was ribbed like an earth worm.

The old man passed the boy the lube, “not too much lube as it will slip out” the lad proceeded to lube his piss hole and then feed the rubber fishing lure worm down his piss slit, after a few seconds about two thirds of the rubber worm was embedded in his Urethra,

“Okay miss you just relax now” The lad stood back up with his rock-hard cock in hand with about 4 inches of rubber worm protruding from the end of his glands, he rubbed his cock up and down Clare’s pussy slit making the worm nice and slick and then slowly slid his prick back into my wife’s pussy and proceeded to fuck her cunt with his wormy dick.

“ohhhhh that feels great” Clare said moaning, it’s like being fucked with a cock tentacle, I can feel the rubber bait poking into places that don’t normally get poked, he pulled back and changed angle and pushed back in and Clare arched and gripped the boy’s ass with her thighs and held him still.

The boy turned and winked at me and the old man, “he’s hit home “the old man laughed.

“ehh I don’t follow?” I said confused

“ the worm found her cervix mouth and slid in a bit, don’t worry women love it” he replied, he was correct , I had seen her react that way to a penetration before, she was breathing heavy , panting , the boy pulled back and slowly went again, she relaxed and he continued to fuck her , every so often the worm would hit its mark and she would freeze as it slithered into her occupied womb via the neck of the cervix. The boy didn’t freeze however he would just keep pulling back and fucking her, sometimes he hit home, sometimes he didn’t, it was very random and that seem to be the fun.

“okay lad, do the other thing” the old man said, Tom pulled his cock out of Clare’s cunt, the lad lined up the centimeter wide worm with Clare’s piss hole , the worm was very well lubricated at this point and he started to feed the worm directly into her piss hole, the worm was wider than the float but it was also softer and slowly he managed to get the 4 inches of protruding lure into her piss canal ,Clare was drooling at this point head to one side very overcome.

The lad started fucking his cock with the worm into her Urethra , the worm would slip out of his cock and be pushed back into him or sometimes the worm would come out of Clare’s Urethra and be fucked back into her, sometimes the worm would stay in her tighter hole and the worm would come out of his cock a few inches and when he pushed those inches went into Clare, this took her over the edge and she came hard again.

“That’s absolutely amazing, so what else do you have arounds here that we can stick in her ?” I asked

“you guys are the real deal” Tom said , he pulled his cock completely off the worm , about 10 inches of the worm were lodged inside my wife’s bladder, pretty sure if I hadn’t have asked the question he would have forced all 12 inches of that rubber bait work into her bladder and im not sure how we were going to get that back as it wasn’t secured with fishing line like the float.

“I need to pee real bad “Said Clare

“Go ahead “the old man said,

The rubber lure worm slithered free of her hole and a stream of clear hot piss followed.

The old man got up from his chair and went into the bait and catch room, “might be best if you folks come in here “

In the middle of the room was a work bench with a wooden block on it, various knives were on the wall, more fishing rods, oars, there were several fridges and a freezer, to be honest I wasn’t sure if we had made a huge mistake at this point as this had a horror vibe about it.

“Hop up there missy” the bench was about 3 ft square and about table height, “why don’t you relax and lay back” , the bench was big enough to have her ass and back supported but her arms and head not so much,

Clare obliged and laid back on the bench, it wasn’t comfortable but it did very much put her at a good height to get fucked.