Part 1
Tricia felt herself becoming moist as she looked at the cute looking guy staring back at her from the bar. She had been in Invercargill for a short time and had met up with other young travellers at the hostel where she was staying. Tonight they were out drinking at a bar near the waterfront. Dinner had been had along with some drinks and the night was feeling mellow and relaxed.
She had noticed the young guy earlier and they had been exchanging glances since then. Something was happening. His complexion was swarthy, he could have been Maori. He was average height with a solid looking build, dark hair that covered his ears, strong shoulders and upper body, like he exercised or did hard work. He was dressed in a grey T shirt that clung to his body and hung over the belt of his jeans also clinging to his body and she found herself lingering her appraisal of him around his cock and balls which was a particular feature of her attention. He smiled at her as she caught his eyes again. This trip to New Zealand was becoming quite interesting.
He was walking towards her where she sat with her companions from the hostel. He looked at her up and down as he approached. She was wearing tight jeans, buttoned blouse under a light waist length jacket, zip up black boots. Some of her friends had got up and were dancing and moving to a Paul Kelly song playing over the sound system.
'Would you like to dance?' He said to her as she looked up at his brown eyes smiling down at her. She reached out and took his offered hand,
'Yes I think l would.'
He gently pulled her to her feet and led her to the area where the others were dancing. It wasn't a slow song, but he pulled her close to him, his arms around her body, hers around his neck and on his upper arm. It seemed natural that they should be so close. The music enveloped them.
'Tricia.' She said as she smiled up at him.
'Ben.' He replied, 'You have wonderful smiling eyes Tricia.'
'So do you Ben. Where did you get such strong arms?'
'I work on a fishing boat where l haul in lines and ropes a lot of the time. I also work out at the gym when I am in town.'
She smiled again, 'I'm glad you do.'
The song had a beat which they did not seem to be aware of, moving together in their own rhythm, arms wrapped around each other. It was their own world and before the song ended they were kissing, lips moving together tongues finding each others.
Tricia felt her desire mounting and wondered how she could get closer to the hard cock she could feel moving against her body. Ben had moved both his hands to her hips and was pulling her against his hardness rubbing her shapely arse discreetly in a corner of the dance area where he had his back to the rest of the room.
He kissed her intently.
'I would really like to show you the fishing boat l work on.' He said. 'It is just a walk away and I am in charge of it for the night. We should have it to ourselves, if you like?'
She looked up at him and her mouth smiled back at him.
'That sounds like a good idea.' She said, 'Show me the way Ben.'
He took her hand and led them past her friends. She paused briefly to tell them where she would be and then smiled back at them as she left the bar and walked out on to the street, her excitement carrying her into the night.
When they were outside, Ben moved them into a darkened doorway and began increasing his attention to her grabbing her petite body lustfully to him enveloping her open searching mouth with his, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Ben had one hand on her breast through her blouse searching fingers finding her nipple through her bra and squeezing it, sending electricity all through her body and to her clitoris.
His other hand was between her opened legs rubbing and caressing her aching vagina through her jeans. Tricia's right hand had finally found his very hard cock through his jeans and was squeezing and stroking it with intent interest, Ben pushed himself against her hand. Her other hand had grabbed his arse and was pulling him to her.
The darkened doorway emboldened their efforts to touch each other.
'How far is your boat Ben?' Tricia breathed into his ear as she continued to squeeze his cock.
'Not far,' He said, 'About three blocks to the wharf area. It is a 50 metre fishing boat.'
'Let's go,' She said. 'I think we should get know each other even more. This is just a taste.'
They moved out of the doorway and began walking briskly in the direction of the harbour. Only stopping when they came to secluded space or doorway where the darkness allowed them to touch and kiss each other more.
Part 2
She could hear the seagulls as they turned a last corner and smelt the waft of the ocean on the breeze. It was a mild spring night; with clear sky and a half full moon was emerging at 10 o'clock at night.
'There it is, over there, that green steel hulled boat next to the pontoon landing,' Indicated Ben pointing to vessel just ahead of them.
They increased their pace and were soon hurrying down the few steps of the pontoon and moved to the small gangway access to Ben's boat. He led them aboard, holding Tricia's hand.
'Come with me horny Aussie baby. I want to show you what it is like to be with a horny Kiwi.'
'Yes, I think so..,' She smiled as he led her through a door of the deck cabin and they went down stairs into a galley area with table and bench seats around walls.
The room was surprisingly warm. As Tricia looked about her, Ben moved to her again and grabbed her body around her waist with his left arm and pulled her to him. She raised her head towards his and opened her lips to welcome his mouth as he sought to engulf her with his passion, hands again searching each other's bodies.
'Does this mean that you are going to fuck me now Ben?' She said as she sucked his neck and ear lobe.
'I am going to fuck you all night Tricia. I have not been with a woman for a long time and my balls are just aching for your sexy body. Your wanting eyes and smile are driving me crazy.'
