Candice was a strong swimmer beating me to the sand beach. The heat of the day’s sun was in the sand, so we walked in the wet sand. The other two couples went the opposite way than us. We came to a place where the green vegetation came down almost to the waters edge. There where great rocks just beyond there lining the shore. Candice told me she needed to pee, so I turned my back and she entered the greenway to relive herself. When she came out she told me that I was such a gentleman for turning around. She told me of the boys she had dated in college; none of them would have turned around. Then she went onto say she was not a shy person anyway, so it didn’t matter to her if the boys wanted to see her pussy. She quickly added that she thought the boys where immature to suggest that watching a girl peeing was the same as watching a girl having sex.
I made the comment about some people have a fetish when it comes to pee. Candice laughed saying, “but all of them have the same fetish, I just wish I would find someone with a different fetish.”
“Like what”? I added. She shrugged her shoulders and we began walking back.
Soon we where stepping in the footprints of our shipmates. We followed them down the beach. As we came around the bend we noticed Mike and Lorie laying on a large flat rock. They where kissing as we quietly passed them without disturbing them. We continued on now following just two sets of prints. We had walked about another one hundred yards when we came to a small river flowing into the bay.
We stood there looking around for Alex and Debbie footprints. They had just stopped there. I stepped into the water, and Candice followed me. When we both where standing in the water I looked up the river, inland where it came from and saw Alex and Debbie.
Alex was lying on his back in the sand bank of the river. Debbie was straddling him and riding his cock like a cowgirl. I slowly turned around to climb out of the river when Candice held my hand. I stopped and turned around. She whispered to me, “this kind of fetish”, pointing to Alex and Debbie. She pulled me over behind a large green plant and we hid there watching the two fuck.
Alex was squeezing Debbie’s tits as she bent over him and kissed. We didn’t have a long show as Debbie quickly collapsed onto her husband’s chest. The two stood up, we watched as Debbie rubbed his cum from her inner leg. They stepped into the shallow river and washed themselves off then retrieved their swimsuits. I pulled Candice’s hand and we left walking back to Mike and Lorie’s rock. They had swum most the way back to the ship. Candice and I followed them making a nice slow swim and with Candice talking about how sexy Debbie looked fucking her husband. She asked me if I had ever watched someone before and I told her yes, a few times.
We climbed aboard and I excused myself and walked to my cabin. There I stripped down nude. My cock hardened, as I stood there naked recounting the day. I considered jacking off but dismissed this idea; instead I dressed for dinner in my khaki shorts and a shirt. I left my cabin and walked towards the galley passing by Candice’s room. Her door was ajar and I peeked as I passed. I saw her standing nude with her back to me, no tan lines on her butt either. I wondered if she had done that on purpose to arouse me. If so, it worked.