Barefooting It
Two hours out of St. Vincent, heading 091 dg for Barbados, winds steady at 20 knots, barometer steady, no clouds..." Writing with one hand and stearing with the other is not always fun, but the gentle up and down motion of the 60 foot sloop we chartered makes it bearable.
Sleeping peacefully on the forehatch, you roll from your stomach to your back... your dreams make you forgetfull of the undone strap of your bikini top as it slides off in the maneuver. My eyes fall upon the sight, drawn by the movement. The gentle breeze seems to tantilize your nipples, for I can see them growing erect... The heat of the sun warms your skin till there is a sheen of sweat between your smooth breasts.
The sails start to flap as my distraction become evident. Quickly I straighten the rudder and lash the wheel... with the sails trimmed properly, I can now leave the wheel unattended without worry as I quietly step towards you... My blood begins to surge as I approach your beauty in repose... Your breasts gently rising and falling with each breath, my heart pounding louder and louder... I'm standing at your head.
Without crouching, I could gently cup your face, but I move my hands down to the top of your chest... Gently, I start a slow circling motion around the firm flesh of your breasts, slowly getting closer to your nipples....
"Hmmmmm...", you murmur in your slumber... Just as I am going to cover your nipples with my moving palms, your eyes slowly open... A warm smile appears on your face as I lower my lips to yours. You wrap your arms over my shoulders and pull me down hard against your probing tongue.
"That's a VERY nice way to wake up...", you coo.
"I thought you'd enjoy that...", I reply, "But wait - there is more..." and I lower my lips to the beads of sweat that run down between your heated breasts. Slowly and purposefully, my tongue glides across each breast in turn. Stopping only when it finds the nipples. Each, I tease with tongue, lips and teeth, tenderly nipping, pulling, sucking, and pressing. The motion of the boat varies each touch so that none are the same... You begin to squirm, your fingers gently raking my back, your legs are in constant motion...
My hands slide easily down each side of your abdomen, kneading the tight muscles there as they work their way down to the tiny g-string bikini bottoms. I can feel your lips kissing my tight abdomen, your tongue probing my navel as I reach over you...
Your hands wander to my hips, gently tugging down my bathing suit. My lengthing cock, now freed, swells to its full length. As I kick the skippy garment from around my feet, your hands clutch my hard cock. Slowly pumping up and down, you let one hand wander down to my hairy balls and gently squeeze...
"HHmmmm...", I mumble between licks... I gently bring both knees up onto the hatch as I begin to remove the last garment. You lift you hips ever so slightly as I push them down, my tongue carving a hot, wet path right behind.
As my lips gently pull at the soft wet brown curls of your pubic hair, the bow of the boat lifts to a wave... As it sets down, my tongue plunges and drags across your hardened clit and comes to rest between your blood gorged pussy lips probing the entrance to your now hot and dripping cunt... Without hesitation, you inhale the full length of my 'stiff, pulsing cock down your throat... Groaning and moaning in unison at the barrage of electric sensations, we gyrate, caress, grab, suck, lick and devour each other's sex... despite the breeze, coconut lotion, and sweat, the distinct musky odor of our sex pervades our nostrils, further enflaming our passion...
"Hmmm... I want to stick my hard cock into your hot wet pussy..."
"Yes...", slurp, "Yes...Now!", you cry out between licks.
Despite the gently heaving deck beneath us, you manage to quickly turn over and swing around... With my feet firmly planted on the deck, I gently open your legs. The sun beating down, sparkles on the dew drops that trickle from your full, open cunt lips... As the bow rises, I quickly dive down for one last drink of that honey... My tongue savouring your flavour, your juices smearing my face... I rise up slowly, dragging my chest and abdomen across your tortured clit...
Finally my saliva covered cock is grazing your cunt lips, parting them wider as it slides between them but not entering. I bring my hips up closer and allow the swollen purple head of my cock to jab at your clit with every thrust through those wet lips...
My tongue dances across your closed eyelids as my hands wander behind your shoulders and caress youback. Your hips are gyrating in a tight circular motion, trying to flail but not wanting to lose contact with the hot, steel intruder. Your tongue bathes my face as you kiss, lick and nibble my skin - seeking out the evidence of my adventures... Using the motion of the plunging boat, you curl your hips down when my cock is furthest away... not noticing until I feel the heat totally surround my shaft, you engulf my cock inside your pussy as the next wave slaps the bow.
"Aghhhhh!!!", I sigh, the pleasure shooting up my spine...
"OOOHhhhh.....", You cry out - feeling the fullness of my cock separate and plunge deep into your hot wet cavern...
For a brief moment we cling to each other... my chest hairs grinding against your sensitive nipples, our tongues locked in mortal combat... the bobbing motion of the deck provides a constant pulsing pressure on your clit, as the head of my cock senses the give and take from the very depths of your cunt.
Then, like we could read each other's mind, I pull out quickly as you drop your hips. Proping myself up on my elbows, I drive my cock home again to be met with a vicious upthrust of your hips. Staring into each others eyes, we grind and pump against each other as you lock your legs around my back. Our timing in unison with the plunging of the boat through the waves. Your breasts swing and heave with the rocking motion, our breaths come short, our bodies are making a wet slapping noise we can hear over the wind and waves... The sweat from our bodies mingles with our juices as we fuck in time with thewaves. Quickly, I pull out...
"Turn over.", I gasp in a hoarse voice... I position you so you are kneeling on the deck at the corner of the forehatch with your chest resting on the hatch. As you look back over your shoulder, your matted hair being blowing in the breeze, i mount you from behind in one swift plunge. Deep into your pussy my cock burrows... My weight 'grinding your clit against the hatch...
"AAGGGHHHHHH...." You cry, feeling the intruding spear pierce your cunt. Your clit is aflame from the relentless preasure of the hatch... Reaching around front with one hand, I cup a hot, heaving breast and gently tweek the nipple... In and out my plunging cock slides - in and out of your tight sheath...
Your rocking motion against my thrusts just adds to the intense fire fueled by your hard clit. Our thrusts start to get quicker, stightly out of sync as we struggle to reach our peak together. I shift all my weight to my legs as I grab your hips. Back and forth we drive against one another. Now my swinging balls joins the assault on your clit...
You arch your back as the intensity of the pleasure soars... The muscles along your spine are tight as I pull your ass hard and quick against my pelvis... Faster, harder, faster we pump. Moans and groans ,are now almost as constant as the breeze....
Finally I can hold back no longer. My balls pull tight intomy body... My muscles start to spazm, and I can sense the molten liquid surging up my hot wet shaft...
"ARRGGHHHH!!!!", I wail trying futilly to hold on to your flailing hips.. My cum firing out the swollen head bathing your tight wet cunt in a flood of white cream... spurt after spurt soaking every nerve ending... Your hips are quivering at the liquid assault deep inside your pussy. The combination of my firery cum pumping against the walls of your cunt, and the constant grinding 'of your clit, sends you over the top...
"AHHH....OOOHHHHH - I'm CUMMING!!!", you scream as your body starts to vibrate with jolts of electric fire radiating with compounding effect through your body as we slump down onto the hatch, my semi hard cock slips from it's moist sheath...
As you roll over onto your back, I cannot resist - and shifting around facing your feet I gently spread you legs and begin to kiss the soaked skin... working my way closer to those tender lips, I can taste myself mixed in with your juices as I lap you clean. With a slight shift to one side, you positon yourself under me and, reaching up, take my spent cock in your mouth and bath it clean...
Having found no more juices left to drink, we move around... I sit cross-legged, with you on my lap facing me... Your breasts pressed against my chest,legs wrapped around my back, arms around my neck... We kiss, probe, exchange what little remains of our juices, fighting to cling to the experience.
The sun beating down on us still, the waves relentlessly slapping the bow, the constant bob of the bow... All add to a state of constant motion - regardless of our hug... A motion that once again stimulates the senses, as my cock begins to lengthen, and your pussy starts to flow...
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