Keri again took the initiative and pushed Brie's head down and between her legs and watched as, without further encouragement, this beautiful Black woman licked from her butt hole to vagina and clit. Neither woman would be called a racist but both marveled in the obvious contrasts as their Chocolate and White skin overlapped everywhere.
Two hours went by quickly and as Brie was urgently dressing to leave she finally spoke, "I too wondered if you were still as good a kisser as I remembered."
Brie and Keri met every few months and Brie reported in some detail to Will each time. Brie was rewarded for each report with a magnificent orgasm as Will fucked her hard as she shared the explicit details of her encounter.
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Will and Brie were lifelong sailors. They came at it from different places but they both enjoyed it as something they had in common and could do together. Will began sailing in an old sailboat with his dad when he was only six. Helping out on his family fishing boat kept Will on the water and near his dad but really gave them very little real time together as they each went about their own jobs and worked hard to ensure paying customers had a good time. Sailing was something Will and his dad could do together, just the two of them, a small boat, lots of talking and the ocean.
In high school Will and Brie would sail that same small boat together whenever they could in the tourist off season.
Over the years, they moved from that old wooden nineteen foot Lightning sailboat Will's dad gave them to a twenty-five foot fiberglass boat. Will called the boat their 'camper' because it actually had a pop top they could raise like a travel trailer. It wasn't a cruising boat by any means but the children loved 'Puffin' and the family enjoyed many weekends sailing swimming and exploring the Louisiana coast line together. They named the boat 'Puffin,' not after the beautiful northern costal bird, but rather because its little outboard motor was so feeble they could barely move against even the slightest current if they depended on the motor alone.
Will and Brie often talked about buying a bigger boat but never found the perfect boat they both wanted. They always said to each other that a perfect boat would eventually come along and they could use it with their children and even grandchildren and eventually in retirement for perhaps living aboard and cruising on their own.
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Will and Brie were married for more than ten years when they first heard of the Crealock 37. It belonged to a young lawyer who recently joined Will's law firm, Driscoll and Johnson, and was relocating from Salem, Massachusetts to New Orleans. The boat was already 10 years old when he and his new bride bought it only three years before but later that same year they learned that she had Multiple Sclerosis and couldn't sail so they had not used it much and didn't want to bring it south when they moved.
Will told Subrina about the Crealock but he couldn't quite tell if she was just humoring him when she said: "Oh, its in Salem Massachusetts then it must be the boat we have been waiting for." When he showed her pictures of the boat under sail it was boat love at first sight, if there is such a thing, but she didn't say a word. Will already knew he had to own the Crealock. With its dark green hull and tanbark colored sails it was the most beautiful sailboat he had ever seen. With just a little research they found that the Crealock 37 is an off-shore capable boat they could comfortably take anywhere in the world and of course it came with the ultimate rationalization for buying a seventy-five thousand dollar, thirteen year old sailboat, "the children will love it." After only one day of consideration they wired the marina handling the sale a deposit to hold the boat. They cleared their business calendars and flew to Boston two weeks later. In Boston they rented a car at the airport and drove the short distance to Salem Massachusetts to be either disappointed or purchase the boat and sail it home.
They were thrilled to take a break from their business lives and perhaps spend time together doing something the both loved, sailing. They ordered a survey (home inspection for a boat) before they left home and if all went well and there were no problems, the trip back to New Orleans would be the longest sail either of them had ever experienced and they looked forward to the time together.
During the flight to Boston and the drive to Salem from the airport Brie told Will all she had learned over the years about Salem, the witch trials, and the burning and drowning of suspected witches. She told him again what she knew about the legend that red haired women were often burned with no other evidence that they were a witch than the color of their hair. Will asked her with a smile, "In spite of your ancestors, you are not really a witch, are you?" Brie didn't really answer his question directly but rather changed the subject by saying she hoped the boat wouldn't have any real Salem witch heritage. She then asked Will if he knew the boats name. That was, of course, the one thing he had forgotten to ask the prior owner. She then tried to get him to talk about if they should change the boat's name if they didn't like it and if so what they might name it, but it was Wills turn to change the subject.
Will spent a lot of time in his youth in and around boats and he had heard from his dad and others, tales of misfortune that followed those who changed the name of a boat. Even though she would never admit it he knew that Brie thought of herself as a witch sometimes and there was Subrina's red hair and the boats home port of Salem to consider. Will thought there were too many bad omens to be tempting fate by changing the name no matter what it was. He didn't answer her directly however, and said "We'll see, we don't have to make that decision now."
Subrina dropped the subject and didn't say anything more because she had discreetly asked the owner the boats name even before she had agreed to the trip. She was a witch after all and these things were important. She found out that the boat had a number of plastic sticker names over the years and that he had informally named the boat Magic until he could decide on the final name to record with the boats legal documentation. Legal documentation is important for a vessel of the Crealock's size and he assured her that the boats documentation carried no name. He only used Magic temporarily because the boats home port was Salem. He also agreed to not mention their discussion to Will.
Their arrival at the marina in Salem could not have been more perfectly timed. The boat was out of the water for the survey and it was bigger and more beautiful than they thought it would be. In their minds, at least, it was sold even before a sea trial (an extensive test sail) or they saw the results of the survey.
They walked around the boat and Will saw the name first. The boat did have a name, a name that surprised him. For a moment he thought it really must be Brie's doing. Brie saw it just a second later and deliberately looked at Will accusingly but with a sly smile on her face. Almost at the same instant Will said: "It wasn't me!" almost as though he was guilty of something. Brie didn't say a word, just smiled and continued to walk around the boat.
Even before they arrived in Salem Brie decided that she liked the name Magic and was sure Will would as well. Before they left New Orleans, and with the consent of the current owners, she called and asked the marina, as a condition of sale, to put the name on the boat and in her exact requested colors, placement and size. The marina, of course, then checked with the owner and with his approval added the name. There on the transom in beautiful gold leaf letters was the boat's name and home port, MAGIC, SALEM MA.
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The following day they met with the boat surveyor and as they hoped he found nothing seriously wrong. He did, however, have a long list of recommended upgrades, updates and modifications for extended off-shore cruising and better, more comfortable living accommodations. He confessed to loving the boat and offered his services to help them negotiate with Salem harbor shipwrights and marine supply shops. His only condition was that before they left Salem they take him along for sea trials.
Magic was launched, rigged, and moved to a marina owned mooring in Salem harbor. The marina agent was in selling mode and he suggested they sleep aboard to get a good feel for the boat. They agreed and moved their personal gear aboard. He perhaps did not understand that they had worked out an acceptable purchase price with the owner before they left home. That night they took Magic's inflatable dinghy, they would later name Puffin, to Salem, and as the marina agent suggested, walked the beautiful city harbor-side and enjoyed a nice New England lobster dinner. They then returned to Magic and before he would let her sleep Will insisted on knowing if she was responsible for the name.
Brie told him how she found out that the boats undocumented name was Magic and thought that because of her family history, because the boats home port Salem was the "Witch City", and because they were searching for their magic boat, the name fit perfectly. She didn't say it out loud but she expected the new boat would bring continued magic to their family sailing as well. She did tell him how pleased she was when he hesitated and changed the subject when she brought up changing a boats name when they were on the plane. She said that all she did was to have the marina remove the tacky white vinyl letters on each side and put the name where it belonged, on her backside. She did mention that the color choices were hers. She thought she would make it more personal by putting it on the transom with gold letters with red outline. Her red hair after all was one reason they met in the first place.
She laughed and to lighten the moment she reminded him of her ancestry and cautioned him to never forget that she was the real magic in his life and he should never even think that this boat or another woman could ever replace her. Before they fell asleep in the cockpit under Salem stars they had agreed that the boats name would be documented with the Coast Guard as Magic and that the boat was clearly a 'she'.
