White Milf Black Boy Toy Ch 05

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DAY 7

THE VOYAGE CONTINUES....AND THEN DISASTER STRIKES!!!!

Beth and Steve woke up the next morning after having a nice fitful sleep. Together, they went outside and were greeted to a beautiful sunny morning. The sun was shining and the sky was blue promising a nice day for sailing.

The couples had a nice breakfast together and then, afterwards, got ready for the voyage ahead. Beth emerged from the cabin and took her place behind the steering wheel. The anchor was lifted from the water, the sails were ready, and the voyage was underway.

The voyage was going very smoothly. For three hours the yacht voyage was preceding at a very good clip. While Beth was guiding the ship on it's steady course. Steve was outside taking in the beautiful sunshine. Steve's big beautiful body was glistening with the suntan oil that he spread all over his body.

Beth then decided to slow down and stopped the boat dropping anchor in the middle of the ocean. Beth then invited Steve down into the cabin.

"I'm going to give you a big surprise, Steve," Beth purred.

"What is it?" Steve asked.

"You'll see," Beth teased.

Beth then got down on her knees and she then took Steve's cock into her mouth and sucked on it. Beth's mouth was becoming very expert in giving pleasure to Steve as her mouth and tongue penetrated the huge thick tip of his cock. Steve's excitement was growing by leaps and bounds as Beth's slow and seductive motions were exciting him with great pleasure.

"Is my Stevie-poo enjoying every moment of this?" Beth cooed.

"I sure am," Steve said.

At that moment, Steve got up and let Beth lay down on the couch. Steve climbed on top of Beth and together performed the most beautiful 69 ever. While Beth kept sucking on Steve's big beautiful cock, Steve was licking on Beth's equally beautiful pussy. The pussy had a nice sweet taste and Steve was licking it with wild abandon.

The couple sixty-nined for about 15 minutes when Steve asked Beth, "Have you ever tried anal sex before?"

Beth replied yes and recalled how Paul, her late husband, would perform some of the most wild and beautiful anal sex ever performed on her.

"But didn't it hurt, Beth?" a concerned Steve asked.

"Just rub some K-Y all over your big dick, stick it into my ass and everything else will take care of itself," Beth said.

Steve proceeded to put the K-Y all over his cock and then slid his cock into Beth's anal area. Beth was right. Years of performing anal sex with her late husband, Paul, made it a lot easier for Beth to take in Steve's BBC. Beth was taking it all in with wild abandon as Steve's big cock went back and forth through her anal area. Not since Paul was alive has Beth enjoyed the thrills and joys of sex. The fact that it was with a big muscular black man especially one who was young enough to be her son only made it more of a thrill. Beth and Steve were like two animals in heat screaming and hollering like banshees.

Steve and Beth, together, were going and going on with their sexual activity when both were starting to cum. Steve took his huge cock out of Beth's anus and shot loads and loads of cum all over Beth's body. Then, Beth suddenly came as plenty of cum splashed all over her naked freckled body.

Beth and Steve collapsed on top of each other. They both fell off the couch and landed on the floor where they caught their breaths after awhile. Their glistening bodies covered with the smell and sweat of hot sex, they went outside and jumped into the ocean to clean off. All of a sudden dark clouds appeared on the horizon. Winds were starring to pick up causing huge waves to rock both the yacht and the couple in the water. Both Beth and Steve climbed back aboard the boat and made plans to cut the boat trip short and return to Martha's Vineyard.

"Come on, Steve, let's get this boat back to the cape," Beth said, "we both better get dressed."

"I'll help you navigate this.". Steve said.

Beth and Steve cleaned up and got dressed then proceeded to return outside.

And so after lifting the anchor from below, the boat turned around and headed back to the cape. As the journey progressed, the clouds were becoming more threatening, the winds were picking up and the waves were getting bigger. The boat was gradually being tossed and Beth was in despair over trying to get the boat back to port on the cape. Steve was doing his best to help but the high winds were making it more difficult for him to keep his balance.

And, then, suddenly, a huge thunderstorm erupted. The heavy rain came down in a big downpour and the yacht was being tossed and turned asunder by the strong waves. Beth and Steve both put on their life jackets and then headed for the steering wheel area and tried to steer the boat back to port. But the high winds and huge waves made the attempt to keep sailing hopeless and futile.

Beth remained remarkably calm throughout the ordeal.

Beth had many wonderful memories of the times she and Paul spent on the yacht. Alone, with family, and with friends. When Paul died he left the yacht to Beth and now with stormy weather her voyage with Steve, Beth was determined not to let anything happen to either the yacht or the memories that were made on it.

Beth immediately got on the ship's radio and tried to contact the Coast Guard, since she owned the yacht she had the emergency number for the Coast Guard. But with the antenna washed away into the ocean by the storm it was hopeless. "MAYDAY!!! MAYDAY!!!" Beth cried out, but this effort to establish communication ended in failure as there was no answer.

Beth and Steve continued to steer the ship bravely and valiantly against the raging storm. Then all of a sudden a rogue wave emerged and the yacht suddenly capsized and the impact caused the yacht to break in half. Beth and Steve were separated for a time and even though both were wearing life preservers that were important factors in saving their lives, each feared that the other would be washed away never to be seen again.

But then something wonderful happened. The storm abruptly ended as fast as it had begun. The skies remained cloudy but the rainstorm ended and Beth was crying out for Steve worried that he could be washout out to sea or perhaps lost forever.

"STEVE!!!" Beth yelled.

No answer.

"STEVE, WHERE ARE YOU!!!" Beth continued to scream.

Still, no answer.

Beth then tried again, this time with fear written all over her face.

"STEVE!!!" Beth screamed.

Nothing.

Beth started to cry. Not only had she lost the yacht that held so many pleasant memories but she may also have lost the younger black man she became so fond of that she made him her own personal sex toy.

Now, Beth was out there all alone floating with the aid of her life jacket, all alone out in the vast emptiness of the Atlantic Ocean. For half an hour Beth cried wondering what was going to happen next. And then, suddenly, Beth heard a man's voice in the distance.

"BETH!!!" A voice yelled.

"STEVE, IS THAT YOU?" Beth asked.

"IS THAT YOU, BETH?" The voice asked.

"YES, IT'S ME, BETH. IS THAT YOU, STEVE?" Beth asked.

"YES!!! Steve yelled, "STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE, BETH!!! I'M COMING RIGHT OVER TO JOIN YOU!!!"

And so Steve with the aid of his life jacket swam valiantly towards Beth. When the two finally met, Beth and Steve hugged and kissed in a loving and passionate embrace. The two lovers looked into each others eyes and were relived that the worst had not happened and that both were alright.

"Thank goodness for Life Jackets," Beth said.

"I see you brought you purse with you, Beth?" Steve asked.

"Had to. My cell phone is in there," Beth said.

"What's so important about your cell phone?" Steve asked.

"I have the toll free number of the U.S. Coast Guard." Beth said.

It was at that point that the two lovers discovered a deserted island not far from where they were. Beth and Steve then swam together to the deserted island. With life jackets on the pace of the swimmers were much slower but Beth and Steve were determined to reach the island as soon as they could. Beth and Steve fought gallantly against tide and time to reach the island.

Finally, Beth and Steve reached shore and reached the deserted island. They were simply too tired and exhausted from the events of the day. They went deep into the island where they saw a cave with rocks. They went into the cave, together, and using their life jackets as pillows, they lay down and went to sleep for the rest of the day and into the night.

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DAY 8

BETH AND STEVE ARE STRANDED ON AN ISLAND

Beth and Steve awoke the next morning after a long night of fitful sleep. Tired and exhausted from the shipwreck Beth and Steve stumbled out of the cave and out into the bright sun.

Beth and Steve looked at each other and wondered what to do next.

"Well, Beth, what are we going to do now?" Steve asked.

Beth, realizing that she had her purse with her, got her cell phone out of her purse and found it to be in working order. Her cell phone worked well because it was protected inside a case. Because both Beth and her late husband Paul were experienced boaters they had the phone number of the U.S. Coast Guard in which they would use in case of emergency.

Beth immediately called the Coast Guard. She reported the whole disaster to the Coast Guard; and the Coast Guard replied that they would try to find and rescue them as soon as they could find them. Beth put the phone away and told Steve what was going on.

"The Coast Guard are sending their people out by helicopter and boats and will try to find and rescue us as soon as they could," Beth said.

"Well" Steve said, all there is to do now is to pray and wait."

The couple then proceeded to take a nice stroll across the island. There they discovered all the natural beauty that the island could deliver. Beautiful birds flying along in their merry ways. Monkeys playing around to their hearts content. Beth and Steve were strolling along when they discovered a sight for sore eyes. They found an abandoned hut and next to it a waterfall with a stream next to it.

"Well, Steve, want to jump in?" Beth asked.

"Sure," Steve said.

And so Beth and Steve took off their soggy waterlogged clothes and, together, they jumped into the stream. The two lovers were frolicking around swimming and even went underwater together where they engaged in another passionate kiss. Steve then moved down, licked and sucked her breasts, and then licked her beautiful pussy which led to Beth having a nice orgasm.

Beth then went underwater and then sucked Steve's cock. Beth went back and forth giving Steve some good hot oral sex. Beth knew by now the art of hot underwater sex as she gave Steve a good hot sucking to Steve's cock.

Beth finally got up for some air and then went back under as she and Steve kissed up a passionate storm. Steve then placed his cock into Beth's pussy. The two then went on for a few minutes as they fucked each other slowly and gently in Beth's pussy area.

Then, Steve and Beth went on to perform a round of anal love making. Steve's ability

to give Beth good hot anal sex improved with time and Beth was enjoying every moment of anal pleasure from Steve's huge black cock.

Steve then unleashed a huge load of hot creamy cum in the water as Beth stuck out her tongue trying to collect all of the cum to no avail.

Beth and Steve came up for air and both felt refreshed considering the ordeal they went through the day before.

"You're getting better all the time especially when it comes to anal," Beth marveled

"You're just getting better yourself," Steve said.

Beth and Steve climbed out of the pond, put on their shoes, and went down to the coast to dry off when they discovered familiar objects washing up on the shore.

Among the Items that were washed up included mattresses and pots and pans and many other items from the yacht. Even the suitcases with their clothes in them were washed ashore. But one item stood out and it was a tool box containing may of the tools and other items that were needed on the yacht.

Also washed ashore was an ice chest containing food stuffs such as spam. chicken spread, soups and other canned goods. Plus a can opener, eating utensils and assorted pots and pans.

Beth and Steve realized what those items were: They were from the yacht that capsized and then broke in half and sank below. Beth recognized the tool box and then told Steve: "Paul wanted to keep a toolbox handy just in case if any emergency arose."

"That was very smart of him," Steve said.

It was there that Steve noticed that Beth was starting to cry.

"Why are you crying, Beth?" Steve asked.

"That boat had lots of memories, of Paul, of all the family get-together's. Heck, our daughter, Andrea, got married on that yacht. And now they're all gone. Washed out to sea by some fucking storm!!!!

Steve hugged Beth and gave her comfort: "Don't cry, Beth, don't cry. when we are rescued we'll buy a new yacht together. Remember, the most important thing is that you and I are alive and in one piece. You can always replace a yacht but you and I have only one life. So if there is any positive to come out of this it's that we are both alive. Do you understand that, Beth!!!"

"You're right, Steve," Beth said.

"In the meantime, what are we going to do with all the stuff that washed ashore?" Steve asked.

"Where else, Steve, but the cave?" Beth said.

And so Beth and Steve went back and forth between the beach and their cave hauling every item that was washed ashore. Just as they were finished another box washed ashore. This box contained all of their scuba equipment (tanks, masks and fins). Steve and Beth were overjoyed. Now they can make all the dives the can make hunting not only for food but also for hot sex as well.

Once everything was placed inside the cave, Beth and Steve then decided to go and look over the hut that was located right next to the beautiful waterfall and stream.

"Now this would make a great place to live in while we wait to get rescued isn't it?" Beth asked.

"But what about our being rescued from this island?" Steve asked, "are you trying to get us off of here?"

Beth tried to explain everything to Steve, "Steve, don't you realize that we are miles out in the middle of nowhere. It could take days or maybe even weeks before any rescue could be made. Besides, that cave back there is simply not the right place to make our home."

Steve asked, "And what's wrong with the cave?"

Beth answered, "Can't stand it. Also the floor is too hard to sleep on."

And so Beth and Steve entered the hut and cleaned it up. It was labor of love that brought the interracial lovers ever closer together. They cleaned the whole living quarters using some of the items that were washed ashore such as a broom. Meanwhile, Steve saw the tools that were washed up on the beach and began to build the beds that they were going to sleep in. Then after building the bed Beth brought in the mattresses that were also washed ashore on the beach and were placed on the newly made bedroom. Beth, fortunately, remembered to bring soap and other toiletries on the cruise unpacked them from her luggage and placed the basket full of bath soaps on a counter.

Steve also cut down another tree with the tools from the tool kit and then cut the tree to use as firewood to cook their meals. After working hard together for most of the day, Beth and Steve both took a well deserved rest. With their trusty lantern all lit up, Steve put together a bonfire that he was able to start by rubbing sticks together.

"Where did you learn how to do that?" Beth asked.

"I used to go camping when I was just a kid." Steve said, "got to be better and better at this as time wore on."

Beth then turned on Steve with her seductive charm.

"Well, Steve, you've done quite a job on this fire. You're quite a handy lover to have around. You're the kind of person that a white woman would love to fuck." Beth seductively said.

"Oh, Beth, your beautiful body turns me on," Steve told Beth, "all those freckles all over your body are turning me on even more."

The two lovers were enjoying their spartan supper of chicken noodle soup heated over a campfire. When they were finished and started cleaning up,the sexual feelings these two had felt for each other were suddenly back in overdrive. After cleaning up and allowing time for their food to digest, the interracial lovers went into the pond where they washed themselves of the dirt and sweat from their hard day's work. Beth and Steve then put their arms around each other and kissed each other. Their tongues negotiated each other for about a half hour. Then Steve went down over Beth's stomach; sucking both of her big beautiful breasts. Beth's nipples were becoming harder and harder then ever. The thought of her, an older white woman of 52 years being stranded on a desert island with a hot black stud in his 20's was making her hotter and hotter than ever.

Steve then went underwater and began to lick Beth's swollen pussy. Beth was moaning and groaning as Steve's tongue began to give her pleasure and excitement. Beth was in a state of arousal as the force of Steve's tongue gave her pussy a big workout. Beth then started to cum as she felt wave after wave of cum flow all over her body.

Steve then proceeded to place his big cock into Beth's pussy. Steve went on and on giving Beth the most beautiful fucking she ever experienced. Beth went on to experience a fucking she would always remember. Beth moaned like an animal as Steve gave her one good fuck.

"Oh, Steve, you cock makes me feel so good. Keep it up, Steve!!!" Beth moaned.

Steve kept going away at it. His cock would give Beth plenty to remember. For this was their introduction to their new hut. They knew that this arrangement would be only temporary until they would soon be rescued, eventually, and would return to civilization.

"Oh, Beth, I wish that this were under more pleasant circumstances. But I'm glad to have this opportunity to have this moment with you!!!" Steve said.

"So am I," Beth said.

The couple were enjoying this pleasant moment together when all of a sudden Steve was shooting some of the biggest loads of cum ever. Creamy cum shot all over Beth's face. Beth then licked much of it into her mouth where it tasted so good.

"Did you enjoy it, Beth?" Steve asked.

"You bet. What a nice to christen our new hut," Beth said.

Beth and Steve finished cleaning up then went back inside their new hut where they continued their sex for the rest of the night.

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DAY 9

ANOTHER DAY STRANDED ON THE ISLAND

Beth and Steve woke up the next morning after getting a good night sleep in their newly made bed. Together they had no problem adjusting to their makeshift bed. It felt very comfortable and the leaves that made up the mattress provided great comfort for the two of us.

After a breakfast of grapefruit and papaya plucked from a nearby tree, the interracial couple decided to go explore the island. What they saw was spectacular: Beautiful lush scenery, coconut trees, banana trees, palm trees, and every kind of tree there was across the entire length of the island. Beautiful animals such as birds and squirrels even the presence of little field mice gave the island plenty of beauty and character.

Beth and Steve were holding hands together and fell into a loving embrace as they went on their walking tour together. Both were totally naked except for wearing shoes on their feet so their feet won't come in contact with some foreign matter such as rocks. The lovers were drawn closer together as they sampled the beauty of the island. The couple then walked over to the cave they stayed in on their first day on the island to retrieve their few belongings before returning to their hut. Once back into the hut, Beth got out her cell phone and tried calling her best friend, Frank, owner of the marina where their ill-fated cruise originated, back on Cape Cod.