We had been sailing for about a week. Had just gotten back from port at this cute little town in Mexico. He had decided we would set out for sea. I was happy; I loved the wind in my hair and the sun on my skin. I wanted to feel the wind against my skin as we sailed away, so I stripped down and lay on my stomach on one of the lounge chairs on deck.
I could smell the sharp salt of the sea, and the coconut sunscreen I used. I looked out as we sailed out, admiring the view and feeling so content. I didn't hear him come up behind me; my mind was drifting on gentle waves of ocean.
His hands ran down my back, and I felt his lips against my shoulder, His hands grazing down my sides as he lowered his kissing target area. I lie still, not moving, because he liked it that way sometimes. I knew that soon, I would have to move, because it would be too incredible for me to sit still. But now, he was letting his tongue lap at my skin. I closed my eyes and let the sensations wash over me. He moved his hands to my ass, circling it with them as if he was admiring the way it was formed. He spread my butt cheeks apart and began kissing my ass hole, as one of his hands slid to my pussy, where he was stroking my clit.
