It began innocently as a sail with a friend. Steve had known Lynn for years, and they had sailed together often in the past. The breeze was pleasant, the sun shining down brightly, and the temperatures were in the mid 80's. It was a perfect summer day. After a few minutes rigging the boat, putting on the sails and general housekeeping types of things, they were off. Let's go out on the lake today, Lynn said in a matter of fact way. They had the choice of sailing on a small, protected bay, or out in the Great Lakes. Larry was agreeable, and so with one quick tack, they headed from the shore, and toward a new adventure that neither of them had planned.
It wasn't long before Steve saw a relatively secluded cove, and with the help of several drinks, suggested that they should duck in and drop anchor for awhile. Lynn was in no way going to put up a fight, since she was one of those people who loved sailing, but loved to just bake in the sun too. Another tack, and the pair were gliding into a safe, uninhabited cove. There were almost no waves, and the wind was blocked well by the granite bluffs that had been eroded through time by mother nature. Going up on deck, Steve readied the anchor as Lynn turned the boat into the wind to slow down. With the anchor set, and the sails stowed, Steve had another drink, and came up on deck to relax with Lynn. Straddling her, massaging her sundrenched back, rubbing in the Hawaiian Tropic dark tanning oil, Steve could feel Lynn pressing back on him, placing her hands on his legs, inching them gradually higher and higher on his muscular thighs.
As Steve moved the straps of Lynn's bathing suit off her shoulders, she leaned back into his bare chest and put her hands behind her, just along side of Steve's body. Adjusting herself, Lynn pressed back against Steve's torso, wiggling side to side, nestling herself into his form. They had always been close, but the alcohol seemed to be blurring the line between friends and something more. Steve could feel his cock twitch as Lynn subtly rubbed her ass against his manhood, still restrained by his trunks. Not sure what to think, Steve joked that if things got any hotter, he was going to need a cold shower! "Oh come on" Lynn teased. "Be a sport"
With that, Steve got up, and dove overboard into the refreshingly cool water. "What the heck are you doing?" Lynn asked quizzically. Hahahaha, I told you I needed a cold shower. And now I've had one! Lynn just snickered, removed her suit, and dove in right beside Steve. "You're not getting away that easily, buster" she said. Tugging at Steve's suit, Lynn freed his cock which immediately jumped to attention, despite the cool temperature of the water. She teased it... swimming by, brushing her sensual body against him. "Ok, ok" Steve said, realizing he could resist no longer. "Let's get on the boat before we both drown!"
Hopping back on the boat, Steve laid out, catching the warm rays of the sun on his already tan body. Lynn swam around the boat, teasing Steve that he was just trying to get away from her. He laughed, knowing that it was partly true, since to this moment, they had been good friends, but both had been involved in other relationships. "What about Jon," Steve asked, hoping to jolt Lynn back to her senses, or at least give her a last chance to get out of what was inevitably about to happen. "Well, " Lynn chuckled, "we do a lot of regattas together, right?" Steve had to admit that she was right about that. "And, you know what they say... everyone's single at regattas! Let's just consider this a pre-regatta party!" And with that, Lynn appeared on deck with the deftness of a mermaid ascending onto a rock to sun her scales.
Within minutes, the two friends were in a deep embrace, pressing their flesh tightly against each other. Passionately, they kissed. From the moans and vigor of their writhing, it wouldn't be long before the two would explode with sexual energy!
Steve's cock was a firm 7 inches, and Lynn's juices were flowing so freely that there was a damp spot on the deck! As Lynn caught a glimpse of the member that would soon be inside of her, she couldn't help but devour it with her waiting mouth. As Lynn took more and more of Steve's hardness into her throat, he was massaging her clit with two then three fingers, stopping only to lick her sweetness from his fingers. Lynn tasted better than any woman Steve had had before, and he couldn't believe he could like the taste of pussy this much!! He would be perfectly happy just to eat her pussy as she fucked his face!
