I stood in the doorway with another heart stopping vision before me. Stefi had chosen an extremely revealing black one-piece bathing suit that just barely covered all the key places. She beamed a smile at my reaction, and slowly turned so I could see the rest. Her spectacular ass was cleft by a thong cut and her entire back was bare. I realized that her suit was secured at the back of her neck with a single tie. Undo that, and the whole suit would come off. The front had a plunging neckline so low that another couple inches and I'd see her little dark triangle.
"Do you like?" She cooed.
"Oh, hell yes. Very much."
She kissed me quickly, locked up, and we drove to the boat.
My one vice is boating. I love the water, and especially sailing. Motor boats are so impersonal. You get in, start the engine, and you can't even talk until you get where you're going. On a sailboat, you set the sail, and get out the wine and cheese.
It was too early for wine and cheese, but we had coffee and pastries.
I hopped on board and then helped Stefi. She was all smiles at the sight of my boat and we set off for the one hour sail to the beach.
I showed her how to steer the boat with her in front of me on the captain's chair. This gave me the opportunity to feel her firm rear against my very interested cock while I occasionally caressed her hips, and breasts. The petting got rather heated about midway, and she untied her bathing suit, letting the top down. Then she told me to take the wheel and squatted down in front of me.
I sailed us along at a modest clip for a while, as Stefi gave me a special treat. She tugged down my swim trunks, and freed my erection with a delighted "Ahh, there you are." Her tongue bathed every inch of my length, saving the head for last. It was a deliciously slow torture intended to get my arousal to its peak and it worked. I was as stiff as a board, and the slightest touch of her tongue on my swollen head sent shivers up my body.
She then had me sit up higher on the captain's chair, and she got herself into position, cupping her magnificent breasts in her hands around my thickness and she started sliding me between the soft valley of her cleavage for a rare titty fuck. Enjoyable as they are, the best part for me isn't so much how it feels, but rather how it looks. A beautiful face with a mischievous smile, beautifully shaped breasts, and the seductive motion of stroking my cock with her body. It's a vision.
"Do you plan to make me cum like that?" I asked.
She smiled and tilted her head in a sort of shrug. "I want to make you cum," She said, "in any way I can."
"Then I think I'll need your mouth to accomplish that." I ran my fingers through her silky hair.
"Oh. Is that so." She stood, gave me a slow, sensual kiss, then bent over my lap and took my length all the way into her mouth.
Her warm, wet tongue and her adoring moans and gasps along with simply amazing oral skills had me cumming in a matter of minutes. My beautiful little goddess took every drop in her mouth, then smiled up at me, and swallowed.
"That's a very nice breakfast." She purred.
I sat there in stunned silence. Everything about this woman seemed too good to be true. Her looks, her sexual appetite, even her voice and accent. It all made me want her even more.
"I owe you one for that." I sighed.
"Owe me?" She pulled up her bathing suit and got in front of me again.
"An orgasm." I said and nibbled her neck gently.
"Oh, don't be silly." She giggled.
"I'm quite serious." I said. "I won't take pleasure from you without giving the same back."
She half turned and gave me a sweet smile. "I like that." She said and pulled my arms around her more. "I like that very much."
We arrived at the beach and took the dinghy ashore. I chose this one in particular because it was known as an 'adults only' beach. No families or children playing in the surf here. Mostly there were younger people, twenty-somethings looking for some fun. But when Stephania hit the beach on the ocean side, nearly every head was turning. The cute twenty-somethings were outclassed by this Mediterranean goddess.
We found a semi-remote spot and spread our blanket, then lay side by side and talked the way new couples do to learn more about each other. We talked about family, school, work, and relationships. I learned that Stefi thought of herself as a cougar in training. Not quite old enough to be a cougar, but still with an eye for younger men.
"Recently I've come to realize that I needed someone more intellectually and emotionally mature." She said and kissed my shoulder. "Someone who won't just fuck me and go. Treat me like a victory rather than a relationship."
"I volunteer for tribute." I said, holding up my hand.
She giggled and kissed my shoulder again, then got to her feet and grabbed a towel. "Come on. Let's take a walk."
We held hands and walked the beach a while, passing couples and groups who had the hardest time pretending not to stare at my Stefi. She seemed to enjoy the attention and made some cute remarks as we went. Then she looked around in all directions, gripped my hand tighter, and made a dash for the dunes.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Someplace you can pay me back for this morning." She ran us up between two dunes and spread her towel on the soft sand. Then she looked around again to make sure we were alone and untied her bathing suit. This time, rather than just letting her top down, she removed it entirely. Naked and lovely, she eased herself down onto the towel, and twitched a finger at me to join her.
I dropped my swim trunks and got down with her. We spent some time fondling and teasing while we kissed, then she took me by the shoulders and urged me down between her legs. Now, it's not like I've taken a survey, but virtually all my past lovers had commented at one time or another on my oral skills. I found the secret was the proper combination of mouth, tongue and hands. It's only at that angle that one can touch the most intimate places that will drive a woman wild.
I put all my experience into practice, determined to make a lasting impression on my beautiful Stefania. My tongue explored her silky depths while my fingers rubbed at her clit and stroked the sensitive perineum, edging close to her tight rear. I sucked her whole pussy, drawing out her clit a bit more, then lashed at her exposed sweetness until she was panting and moaning with urgency. Then I focused on her clit with my tongue while I slipped a finger deep into her pussy and found the hidden place behind her hood.
Her climax was explosive. She pounded her fists into the towel and let out a little scream followed by a long, desperate moan as her orgasm continued sending convulsions through her whole body. When it finally subsided, she lay panting on her back, her legs still over my shoulders, and motioned wordlessly for me to come up to her.
She engaged me in our most passionate kiss yet, and she wrestled with my tongue until the passion turned sensual and soft. She caressed my shoulders with the tips of her fingers, smiling up at the sky. "Meraviglioso." She purred.
"English?" I asked.
"Marvelous. Wonderful. God, that was just..."
"Wow!" We both turned our heads to find a couple guys standing on the dune above us.
"Uhh, a little privacy?" I said.
"Oh, yeah." One guy said. "We heard a scream, and... you know. We just wanted to be sure nobody was in trouble."
"Well, as you can see..."
"Is that beer?" Stefi asked.
The kid grinned and held up his twenty-two-ounce bottle. "Yeah. Local brewery. Want some?"
I cast a confused look at Stefi, but she just smiled back at me and reached for the bottle, clearly unashamed at being naked before two strangers. She took a long sip and offered it back. "Mmm... still cold." She sighed. "Grazie. Sex makes me thirsty."
The two guys chuckled.
"Did you watch us too?" Stefi asked.
The guys looked down and avoided her gaze with sly smiles.
"Oh, you did." She giggled. "And... what did you think?"
The first, and more outgoing of the two it seemed, looked her in the eyes. "You're so fucking hot." He said. "I'd do anything to trade places with him." He nodded at me.
"Would you?" She giggled. "Would you even know what to do with a woman like me?"
I leaned close and whispered at Stefi's ear. "What are you doing?"
She blinked at me, and blushed. "Oh, god. What
am
I doing?" she admonished herself. "I'm so sorry." She gave the boys a smile. "Thanks for the beer. We should be going."
"Oh, damn." The other one said. "Well, hey. Um, we're having a fire and brots over there on the beach at sundown. And more beer, if you want to come by."
"We'll think about it." Stefi said, and she waited for them to finally leave before getting up and putting her bathing suit back on.
"You really do have a thing for younger guys." I said as she secured her suit.
She blushed another smile. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking right. You must have really done something special to me."
I snickered. "Nice try."
She giggled back.
"Do you want to go to their little cook out?"
She blinked at me. "No, we're on a date. We should..."
"Forget what we should do." I said. "What do you want to do?"
She gulped and shook her head. "I don't know. It's probably not a good idea."
I shrugged. "I'll be with you." I said. "What could possibly happen?"
"I don't know." She said again more urgently. "That's the problem. Look, darling. I really like you. Maybe much more than like. The last thing I want to do is mess this up with a stupid mistake."
I smiled at her and took her in my arms. "I'm way beyond like too." I agreed. "And I don't want to risk this either." I kissed her lightly. "So, if you want, we can go and see what happens. If you start to do anything I don't like, we can leave. No harm done."
She smiled with that cute bashful expression. "Just some harmless flirting then?" she suggested.
