It's a hot, sunny day and you planned a trip to The Key. Enlightened by the recent incident on the local news of a sexual tryst gone bad, the thoughts of the media frenzy bringing more on-lookers and participants than usual, has you excited.
You send me a text, asking if I remember how to get to the marina and tell me to hurry my ass up. Naughty fun is on your mind. I pull up in my jeep, you greet me at my door, looking at me and see a smile play across my lips, and know that I am thinking wicked things. I slide back into my thoughts as your fingers caress the side of my face, over my lips, gently teasing me. Anticipating how the day will progress.
As we walked to your boat, Bad Monkey, I think back to earlier, the thoughts I was having on my drive to the marina to meet you. Thoughts of us having sex on the sun deck of your boat. You curled behind me, one hand cupping my breast. I was in between mischief and arousal, comfortable, but with you so close to me my nerve endings were tingling. Your fingers tightened around my nipple, coaxing it into hardness and a soft moan escaped me and encouraged your touch. I arched my back just the slightest bit and felt your hardness swell as my pussy tingled in anticipation. Your hand slid down my stomach, over my hip and between my thighs, lightly running your fingers over my pussy lips, teasing me until you made contact with my clit.
I raised my leg up allowing you better access and you stroked my button until I was writhing against your hand, so close to cumming. I wanted to feel you, reached behind me until I had your gorgeous cock in my hand. I loved the thickness, my hand felt so tiny wrapped around you. I slid my hand up and down your rock-hard shaft a few times, trying to reach down to stroke your balls, too. I wanted to feel you deep inside me, I was wondering if you had similar thoughts as you drove to the marina. You pulled my hand away and slid your hips forward until I could feel the tip of your cock, the heat radiating off of you.
With your hand on my hip, you slowly filled me, your thickness creating sensations like no other, it was as if I could feel your pulse radiating into me. You kissed my shoulder as you began to slide in and out of my pussy, whispering into my ear, "I love how wet you get for me."
Knowing that you were as aroused as I was only turned me on even more, and I found myself arching into your thrusts, trying to get more of you in my greedy hole. I lifted my leg up, and you seemed to hit deeper, a totally different angle. I felt myself sliding closer to cumming, soft moans escaping my lips. With barely a motion, you rolled and had me pinned on my stomach beneath you, straddling my legs. The sudden change in friction set me over the edge. "Oh, Sexy, I'm cumming! Oh, my God!"
I felt the warmth exploding inside me as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over me. I threw my head back, managed to find your lips as you thrust into me, and the pleasure shot up my body. I loved the feel of your weight surrounding me, the tightness and friction as you slid into my wet pussy even more forcefully, spurred on by my orgasm. I, too, wanted more, and met each thrust, feeling the afterglow of an amazing orgasm growing into another storm. "Do you like me on top of you like this, Sexy?" you growled into my ear. "Do you want to feel my hot cum filling you?"
I moaned in response as I slid my hand beneath me, finding my sopping pussy and engorged clit. I drew circles around my clit with one finger, and could actually feel you swelling inside me as you cried out that you were cumming. I felt waves of another orgasm rip over me just as streams of your cum filled me. You collapsed onto me, your hands wrapped in my hair, both our breath ragged and blood rushing thru our bodies. After a few minutes resting, I imagined myself giggling softly, and you asking, "what are you laughing about?" I turned my head and you could see the grin on my face as I answered, "I'm thinking how amazing it would be to be in this position with your beautiful cock somewhere else." You let out a soft moan of consent and had a grin, too, thinking of things to come.