"Five AM comes awfully early when you've partied hard the night before. Today was no exception. I rolled out of bed naked, and turned on the coffee. Then I set about the task of getting the ladies up. Shauna and Julie were easy. Not so with the other three. When I entered the bedroom they were sharing for the night, it reeked of sex. They were all sprawled out nude on the bed, sleeping in the position, I'm sure they ended in.
"Get up ladies! Time to go fishing!" I yelled from the doorway.
The only response was that "Universal Peace Greeting" finger from Robin.
"Last call!" I reminded.
"We're not going. We decided that before we passed out last night!" Kellie hoarsely whispered.
"You're loss!" I said as I closed the door.
By the time I got back to the bedroom, Julie and Shauna were in the shower. I opened the shower door and screeched "Caught you!"
It's was true. Shauna was using a large amount of soap and paying way too much attention to Julie's nether region for it to be just a cleaning.
I went back out and grabbed a cup of coffee and awaited my turn in the shower.
Ten minutes later, Julie walked into the kitchen with a big grin on her face. "Great way to start the day! Shower's all yours!"
I poured her a cup of coffee and headed to the shower. Shauna was standing naked drying her hair. I slapped her ass as I walked by.
"You've got a rosy glow from that shower!" I teased.
"You want one, too?" she retorted.
I didn't answer, but turned on the shower and got in. I figured if she wanted something, she'd just get back in the shower again. I was right.
"Don't get my hair wet!" she pleaded.
"I'll try not to!" I laughed.
She filled her hand with soap and began rubbing it all over me, paying particular attention to my lower region. When she was satisfied it was soapy enough, she began rubbing her hand rapidly across my mound, causing me to arch forward against her blurred fingers, now rubbing my lips as fast as her arm could move.
I let out a long moan and for some strange reason, lost it just that quick. I grabbed her hand and held it against my soapy mound as I shuddered to a very quick orgasm.
I recovered quickly and began rinsing off.
"That was easy!" she giggled.
By the time I got out of the shower, she had dried her hair and was slipping on her swimsuit. I admired her trim little body and those perky areola and nipples that were threatening to poke through the thin material. My eyes moved down her body to her mound jutted from the front of her suit.
"You'd better put on a pair of shorts over that!" I suggested. "All your girl parts are prominent!"
She rubbed her crotch and said "Might get a little wet, too!"
"I'm sure it already is!"
She went into the bedroom and pulled on a little jean mini and said "Someone might want a little peek out on the boat!"
"I don't think the fish will be interested!" I laughed back at her.
I finished drying my hair, and noticed material lying on the counter. It was the lining of the bust and crotch of her suit.
"You're a bad girl!" I said shaking my finger at her. "A bad girl!"
She just wiggled her ass at me and left the room to get some coffee.
I slipped on a suit and pulled a pair of shorts on. Even though the lining was intact on my suit, my nipples were poking hard against the material. We all had that problem.
I through some things into a beach bag and went to join them. It was now seven and we had to be at the marina by eight.
"Let's go ladies! Time to catch a fish!"
I left a note for the others that we'd be back about three and to have some bread and salad prepared for our fish feast that evening. I knew nothing would be done when we got back, but I gave it my best shot.
We only had to wait about five minutes for a taxi to come by. I thought he would have a wreck turning it around as fast as he did to pick us up.
Donde?"
"La Marina, por favor!" I told him.
We all noticed he kept looking in his mirror almost constantly as we rode the short distance to our destination. He was very happy.
We arrived at the Marina as the deck hands were getting the boat ready. Carl had really planned for a day of fishing for us. It was a gorgeous 45 foot cruiser totally set up for a big day of fishing. The hands helped us on board and immediately we went below to see the accomodations. This is fishing in luxury. It had everything you could imagine including a full galley and separate bathroom. This was going to be fun.
The captain showed up while we were below and came down the stairs. He had a big grin on his face and said "You ladies ready to fish?"
We all answered at once "Let's go!"
We were soon headed out of the marina into the very calm Pacific.
As soon as we were about a mile off shore, he slowed the boat and the hands began setting out the lines.
We all went up to the tower with the captain and enjoyed the great view.
"You'd better get down on deck!" he said with a laugh. "We'' be into fish before you know it."
We scrambled down the ladder and Shauna sat herself down in the fighting chair.
"I've never caught a fish, so I get to go first!" she screamed at us.
The deck hands just laughed at her antics as she pretended to catch something with her imaginary fishing rod. The was fairly short lived as one of the deck hands shouted "Dorado!" and pointed behind the boat.
All I could see was some splashing on the surface about fifty feet behind us. The it hit one of the lures. A beautiful blue-green fish leapt clear of the water and the deck hand grabbed the rod and stuck it between Shauna's legs. He showed her how to reel and pull back to keep the line tight as the fish had other intentions.
I thought I would pee myself as I watched her in the chair. As a matter of fact, I thought she would pee herself from her excitement.
Five minutes later, the deck hand was pulling the fish over the back of the boat. It was flopping all over the deck before he got it under control. He held it up by the tail and motioned for Shauna to hold it. She looked over at me and I told her to do what he says.
As she held the ten pound Dorado up, I got a picture of her beaming ear to ear. She was really excited.
The next fish took a while longer to bite. We spent several hours searching for diving birds before we finally had another strike. This time Julie got in the chair and like the first fish, it was leaping skyward for five minutes before it gave up and came to the boat. It was nearly identical to the first fish. We now had supper for at least two nights.
"The next one is mine!" I proclaimed. "Stay out of that chair!"
Well, that is part of fishing, because we went two hours without having anything behind us. I was getting frustrated that I wasn't going to catch anything. I knew I would never hear the end of it from the other ladies if that happened.
We had about an hour fishing left when the captain all of a sudden gunned the boat hard and the hand grabbed the big rod that was stuck in the pole in the tower. The other mate began quickly reeling in the other four rods. I thought we were getting ready to go back in. Wrong!
He stuck the rod in front of me in the chair hold and it bent over nearly double. Far behind the boat, a huge fish leapt from the water and for lack of a better term, walked on its tail, nearly a hundred yards behind the boat. I watched helplessly as the line began disappearing from my reel as the fish ran away from the boat.
"Marlin!" the deck hand grinned.
The captain maneuvered the boat to get closer to the fish as the deck hand showed me what to do. This was not like catching a trout. Thirty minutes later, the fish still a long way from the boat; I was feeling a really bad burn in my arms and back.
"You're sweating, Marsha!" Shauna laughed.
I just gave her a nasty smile and said "And you wouldn't be?"
Another ten minutes went by and I finally had the fish next to the boat. Then it jumped again. It was magnificent. The hand grabbed the steel leader and pulled the fish along side. We took a few pictures as he held the fish by the boat. It looked like it was ten feet long. The other hand grabbed a long pole with a point on it. I thought he was going to bring it aboard.
"Libertad es grande!" he exclaimed and stuck the point into the back of the fish. As he pulled the point back out, I saw the long tag sticking from the fish.
I gave him a thumbs up as he removed the hook from the magnificent fish and it slowly swam away from the boat. Tired, but very much alive. I was very happy. I was also very wet.
"That was awesome!" Shauna said. "How big was it?"
"A lot bigger than me!" I added.
The hand told us about seventy-five kilos. He added it was a Blanco or White Marlin.
The captain came down and congratulated me, and then went below and got out flags for the boat. Each of us got to hoist a fish flag as we turned back to go in. What a day!
As we got back to the harbor, people were gathered at the docks to see what had been caught that day. As we pulled up to the dock, several people came to the boat and asked us how we did.
Julie pointed to the flags and said beaming "Not bad!"
The mate got out the two Dorado and held them up.
"Where's the Marlin?" someone from the crowd asked.
"In the Pacific!" Julie replied.
