As Jen was intently pleasuring Chris's manhood, he slipped a hand between her legs, and for the first time, ran his fingers among her soft mound. It felt wonderful. He gently spread her lips apart, like the petals of a flower. He watched the expression on her face as he slipped a finger into her, and rubbed the palm of his hand against her swollen clit. Watching the approval in her body language, he slipped a second finger into her. She began to grind against his hand as she let forth soft moans. He whispered in her ear, "Should we get back on the boat?" She nodded. Chris was the first one out of the water and down into the cabin, with Jen quickly following.
Chris turned, and for the first time, saw his friend standing there in all her beautiful nakedness. He had never imagined that their friendship would lead down this path. Not sure why, but it was territory that just hadn't been spoken or thought of. Jen couldn't help but stare at Chris's body. From his sandy brown hair and blue eyes, to the musculature of his upper body, which was apparent, but not overwhelming. He had a bit of a belly, which she found to be cute. Her friend was incredibly sexy. Feeling a bit of shyness, she tried not to look further south, but couldn't help herself. The sight of his erect pole sent chills thru her body! She stepped toward Chris, offering a shy, sweet smile. She placed her hands on his chest, and played with the curl of his soft, light brown chest hair. Chris knew Jen all too well, and could tell she was trying to cover up her shyness. He wanted her to relax, drew her in, tenderly kissed her delicate lips, and a flood of feelings came back. Jen was in heaven, and never would have thought that she'd be in this position with her friend.
Jen withdrew from Chris's kiss, and stroked up and down on his chest with her fingers. She led him to the bench, where he sat down. When Jen knelt in front of him, Chris could feel pangs of electricity thru his gut, as he anticipated what would be next. Oh, my! Could this really be happening? Jen wrapped her hand around his manhood and began to stroke it. She leisurely ran her tongue around the head, up the shaft, and back down the other side. She resumed stroking and glanced up at him. Jen couldn't help but notice his provoking grin. With her tongue, she began to trace around the head once more, then took him partially into her warm, moist mouth, and back out to trace up and down his shaft again. She was teasing him, and he was enjoying it! Then she did it... she took him deep into her throat, working back and forth with her mouth, stroking him with her hand at the same time. She cupped his balls with her other hand, and felt that they were tight against his body. She continued with her mouth... varying in speed, intensity, and suction. She could taste his sweet pre-cum as it leaked from his pole. Chris was grasping at the bench, breathing heavily, with intermittent heavy gasps. He moved his hands to Jen's head, gently guiding her with one hand, and stroking her silky hair with the other. Jen continued to stroke him, back and forth, with a slight twist, as her mouth also pleasured him. Jen could feel Chris's pole swell and begin to pulse. She could tell by the slight pumping of his hips that he was getting close. Jen wanted to send him over the top, and took him into her mouth, as deeply as she could and out to his head... deeply, and out again, faster, and faster. Her hand followed suit with a firmer grip, and he let forth a loud moan. She began to swallow, gulping to keep up with the massive amount and thickness of his load. She slowed the stroking, and worked him thru the wonderful orgasm, as she finished up by licking around his shaft, and working her lips around the glans of his cock. She layed her head on his lap, and allowed him to recover from the wonderful moment.
As Chris was relishing in the afterglow, with Jen's head on his lap, he gently fondled her breasts. They were naturally full and soft. Her nipples were erect, and he circled around them with the tip of his index finger, teasing at them. Jen glanced up at him, as he leaned down and gingerly kissed her lips. It was Chris's turn to pleasure Jen as he guided her up, over to the bed, and lowered her down onto it. Jen was on her back, with her knees drawn up, but feet flat. Chris lied next to her, propped on one arm, with his other draped over top of her as he began to tease her neck with soft kisses and nibbles. Jen began to tremble, and Chris looked to her to ensure that she was comfortable. Jen whispered, "Don't stop" and he continued. He was so turned on, that the kisses to her neck could bring such a reaction, and he moved on to her breasts. He paid each breast equal attention, rolling his tongue around her nipples, and gently suckling. One hand reached down and slid between Jen's thighs. Her pussy was amply moist, slippery, and warm. He ran a finger up and down at the junction of her lips with each pass, spreading them a little more, and sinking his finger a little further till it entered her cave. She gasped and pressed her mound into his hand, as his body moved into position, and his tongue found her clit. He began to taste her juices. Her clit was swollen, and he traced around it with his tongue and sucked on it. He slipped a second finger into her and felt the smooth ridges of her vagina. He curved his fingers and applied gentle pressure as he worked his fingers in, out, and around her luscious pussy. He ran his tongue up and down her labia, suckling on each one, always going back to her clit to heighten the stimulation. Jen's moans were becoming stronger, and as time was passing, she was grinding herself into Chris's face and hands. The intensity increased. With the added pressure, Jen began to quiver. She reached down, both hands on Chris's head, pulling him further into her swollen flowering pussy, as he alternated between suckling, and flicking his tongue on her clit. The quivers grew stronger, and her moans louder, till shrieks of pleasure resonated thru the cabin.
Chris slowly removed his fingers, and moved over top of her, again giving attention to her breasts, and running his erect cock along the folds of her pussy. She pressed against him, and he sank into her. The feeling was nothing short of amazing! Chris slowly and sensually pumped in and out of her, as her hips followed motion. Jen grabbed her legs and pulled them up, holding her thighs, and allowing Chris to move to his knees and bury his cock deep into her. She could feel his balls against her ass with every thrust of his hips. The intensity varied from soft and slow, to hard and fast. Jen turned over, and rose to her hands and knees, and Chris slipped into her from behind. This was Chris's favorite position. He held Jen at her waist, and watched her pussy as his cock thrust in and out of it's depths. He gazed at her plump ass as her moans filled the air. Chris started to moan, and the intensity grew. Penetration was harder, deeper, and faster. The boat was rocking, and the smell of sex filled the cabin. Jen moved forward and turned to Chris, telling him to lay down. She straddled his hard cock and rode him like a wild mustang while the cacophony of their moans filled the air, and both reached climax.
Jen collapsed against Chris, and rolled off to his side. They laid and snuggled against each other, Jen's head on Chris's chest, while she listened to the pounding of his heart. They relished in the afterglow. The afternoon had progressed in a fashion that neither of them would have ever dreamed of, but they were oddly at ease with.
Afternoon had turned to evening, and the sun was beginning to set. They put their swim attire back on, and headed up to the deck. The ride back to the boat ramp was quiet, but nice, with intermittent smooching, and smiles directed at one another. No doubt they were wondering what their relationship had in store.
