Going Diving Day 01 Ashley Ch 02

Chapter 2

As I watch my husband leave the room, I can't help but think about how the day went. I had no idea Captain Tim would push my buttons in such a way. I am never as bold as I was this afternoon. I was completely naked on the sun deck, and then he appeared. I could barely control my breathing as he approached me. I was on display, and I didn't care. I wanted him to see me and what I had to offer. He is very charming and the essence of Big Dick Energy.

It had all started the night before when I bumped into him on the way to bed. His behavior charmed me. He seemed to command my attention. I'm not even sure what he was showing me as he pointed out across the waters. He just radiated attractiveness. I had the urge for him to touch me last night, but Case was waiting and then came back to find me. Basically, cock blocking the Captain, then Tim approached me again today.

When he approached, I could tell he was not going to be shy this time. He knew exactly where everyone was on the ship and the fact that Case was in the water at that moment. As I lay on my back, trying to get ahold of myself, I felt like a high school girl. Not sure, yet excited.

"Ashley, I see you are enjoying some sun. The heat sets off your skin." He opened with.

"Uh, yeah, it feels nice." I stammered to get out, not sure how my voice actually sounded.

His eyes were trailing down my body as he lowered his sunglasses so I could see where his eyes were looking.

"Really nice. The sheen the heat causes makes your skin glisten." He replied, not even being bashful about checking out my breasts and more.

I leaned up, using my elbows to prop myself, letting my eyes look down. Oh, my nipples were as hard as little stones, and the sweat was causing them to glisten. I looked down and saw sweat and other moisture also gathering between my thighs.

"It's too bad you are working, or you could join me basking in the heat of the afternoon," I said, finally getting a handle on my nerves.

He chuckled and told me he only had a little time, but would enjoy exploring the heat with me. The overtone is not even subtle anymore. We both knew what he was getting at. I laid back and adjusted my sunglasses.

At this point, I knew I had to get some shots in at him. He had put me in a state twice now, and that cannot be left unchallenged. So, as the fighter I can be, I gave him what I hoped would be a body blow.

I let my hand trail down from my glasses, one finger caught slightly on my bottom lip. I let it continue tracing my neck, then the upper curve of my left breast.

"Heat is a funny thing," I said, "If you overdo it. You can get exhausted, or if it is just right, you can use its energy to fuel your body..." I breathed as I let my fingers glide right onto a nipple, letting the hard bud bounce from one digit to the next. Before, my hand continued down my stomach. "... for the whole afternoon. It can leave you feeling energized, or it can leave you..." My fingers were now tracing down the hair, leading to my sex and continuing down to my thigh. "..feeling spent for the rest of the day."

I looked up into his eyes to see if I had the desired effect. It seems I had flustered him finally. But what would he do?

I break out of my thoughts and find the small coverup I had brought. It isn't much, mid-thigh, completely see-through mesh. It covers enough for dinner but not much more. Heading down, I think about Case; he is a great lover. How did we possibly break him so thoroughly in the unluckiest of timings? I know he is being chased hard by Kathy, a beautiful woman, and I still am not sure about Jay; he is handsome, but how big of slut am I going to be? Khenan was given, and Case had to know I can't help myself around guys like him.

The captain, well, that is a surprise. If Case knew he had touched my pussy and kissed me, he would probably be upset. Rightly so, we have rules, but I couldn't stop myself. My taunting had pushed him; he assured me the crew was busy watching the divers and working on something in the engine room. Once the last divers disappeared below the surface, he knelt beside the deck chair and kissed me. It was actually a bit scary; as he kissed me, my hands just rested on his shoulders. The next thing I knew, my knees were falling apart, and I felt his whole hand cup my sex. It was hot from the sun and him; when he stroked my pussy, I was completely wet. When his fingers delved in, I came instantly, literally soaking his fingers and palm. He held me like this for what seemed like hours. Then he removed his hand, gently placed me back on the chair, tipped his hat and returned to the bridge.

Following that encounter I was at a loss, a loss for breath, for what had happened, and I felt like I had lost the penetration I needed. So, I gathered myself and went to the room where I knew I could provide myself with some of what I needed, just not all.

Chuckling to myself, I found everyone in the parlor getting ready for dinner. Dinner was fun. This group is unbelievable about their diving. All they talk about is the first-night dive coming up that evening. All I think about is finding some wine and hoping my body cools a bit before I find myself chasing the steward down the hall.

I head over to Case, who is standing with Dan and a couple of others, talking about how he had met Dan and Sue years ago. It is a funny story involving too many painkillers, and a bar called the Soggy Dollar on a small island called Jost Van Dyke in the BVI's. Everyone is chuckling, and Dan leans in for a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Then the other guys seem to need a hug from me, also. Men!

Dinner was fun, the crew on the boat did a great job of keeping things moving along, and the food was okay. After dinner, people started moving down for the dive briefing. As Case and I decided to take the night off from diving, we headed in the opposite direction. Up on the Sun deck, the night sky was incredible. It was us and two others who didn't do night dives. Bill and Sheri both avoided night dives as not their thing. The four of us sit on the chairs and watch the stars; we watch the divers from above. It is a fun thing to do; you can see their lights as they move around under the sea.

Tim makes one visit, checking to ensure we are all comfortable. Our eyes meet, and I see a desire there. I am pretty sure everyone would have seen a flush work over me if it wasn't dark. This man seems to have my number. He then excused himself and went back to his duties. Just one more glance over his shoulder as he headed down the stairs.

Was it a summons? I don't know, but he will have to wait. Case is not jealous, but that would be over the top even for him. I will have to go with the electricity it runs through me for now.

My bigger thoughts revolve around how this dive vacation become a 'wilding' event for me. Last week, as I contemplated the coming week, I was quite content with a chill, relaxing vacation. I would get in the water, do some diving and get some sun. After the incident with Case's cock, I was disappointed in the possible lack of sex but figured he would come through somehow. But I had no idea it would persist in the way it did.

I really feel for him, he loves these sexy vacations. Loves getting to see all the women, especially with the chance to get farther than 99.9% of men can ever dream of. But this time, it's not going to work. Even though he claims not to be jealous and tells me to go for it, I think there is a bit of something in his eyes. I clearly caught him off guard; hell, I caught myself off guard. But, it is fun, and the look doesn't say "stop". Was it? I will have to make sure he is included somehow. Maybe I will make a deal with Kathy, I joke to myself. He seems smitten enough in that direction.

Just then, Sheri calls out that the first divers are at the safety check and will be reboarding soon. Sheri seems like a nice, regular woman. It is these situations that always catch me a bit. We are all 'regular' people; we are just a bit more open than most. Back home, almost all of us live completely conventional lives. No one suspects that we play with other people.

She is tall and a bigger person. Not fat, just a large person. She has an easy smile and brown wavy hair. She works in the trucking industry and has a straightforward, no-nonsense manner. Probably years of working with truck drivers. She is currently telling her husband and mine that she wants some better music. Hoping people would do some dancing. This seems great to me, but I have my doubts that these divers are going to do any dancing.

When I voice this concern, she quickly retorts that we can dance together if they don't want to dance. I like her more by the minute. She cares less about what people think, and that is my attitude.

Her husband Bill says she should keep that to herself because everyone will want to watch if we start dancing. I then notice that Case has been uncharacteristically quiet. He is just watching the dive lights move under the water. It is quite unlike him to miss the opportunity to add his two cents on lesbian matters. I move over to stand next to him.

He looks over, opens his arm and pulls me before him. My back is to his chest. He reaches down to bite my ear and whispers that I am beautiful and that he loves me. Giving me a bit of a squeeze. I respond that I love him too and ask if he is doing all right.

"I'm great, having a good time, and you?" he says, calm and relaxed. I tended to believe him.

"I had a great day. I might have gotten a bit carried away. Did it bother you?" I ask, wanting to make sure he is fine.

"Baby, if you are having a good time, I'm having a good time." He replied.

"Really?" I go back one more time.

"You made me so horny today that I almost came on the bottom of the ocean." He said with a squeeze. "You be You."

"I am worried I had gone a bit strong; it is only day one. But it just came over me for some reason. The captain is hot, and it made me excited. Then I just went with it." I replied, leaning back into him.

Case replied with a small laugh and said, "Why don't we hang out? You can get it going on the dance floor with Sheri. Then we will go back to the room, and I will see if I can't find something to do to turn you on. I play a good game of pocket pool, you know."

I laughed wondering if he would have the same attitude if he knew Tims fingers where inside of me. But it is a nice moment and we spent more time hanging out and cuddling. Then, the divers started filtering up to the top deck. They saw a mermaid, according to Dan. Case quizzed him on the mermaid's pronouns, and the guys started being guys. BIll managed to get some decent music, so Sheri and I started dancing. First, alone, then with each other. As suspected, not many others joined in, but the guys thought the women dancing was great.

We decide to give them a bit of a show. I don't mind being with women if they are sexy. Sheri surprises me by being a good dancer and somewhat adventurous with me. As we came together on deck, Sheri reached out a hand to guide me in. With a turn, she pulls me in and gives me a deep kiss. Her tongue quickly found mine. I thought for a moment the dancing would end and we would just fall into each other's arms, but I break away from her. As we come back, I danced myself down until my face is at her chest level. This wasn't all that far, considering how tall she is. I take both of my hands and push her tits in, letting my face get lost in her cleavage.

We get quite a few catcalls on this move, and we are both getting into it now. As I back away I quickly turn my back on her. She takes this opportunity to move in behind me, letting her hands trace down my front, ending with hands on my thighs and her tongue in my ear. As she moves her hands back up, she brings my cover up with them.

Well, if she wants to play like that, I am game. I break away from her which puts me two steps from the railing. I move to the railing turn and with one hand I draw my coverup up and expose my lips. With the other, I point at them and tap. She seems to know what I want, and the crowd has completely got the message from their calls.

As Sheri gets close to me, our eyes are locked. I don't know if she see's the mischievous look in my eyes or not, but she is about to realize it. She is ready to go for it and drops to both knees in front of me. As soon as she leans in, I put both hands on her shoulders and leap over her like a frog. The guys are all moaning as I head away, and the song ends and another starts.

She approaches me with a look of determination, and I shake my head no. She seems to understand, and we finish the last songs with a deep French kiss, holding each other tight.

"I love a sensuous woman," she whispers in my ear.

I thank her and say, "You are very sexy, and I love dancing with you."

She pulls me in for one last kiss and said, "Before the end of the trip, maybe we could dance in my cabin."

I smiled, pulling away and said I would like that. I am not short for a woman at 5'8", but Sheri had me by a good 4 inches. Her body is very athletic for a large person. She knew how to move.

As we head back to the guys, we receive cat calls and moan about stopping too soon. Dan seems very interested in the activity and offers to help us get out of our dresses. We both decline and tell him we only let guys who jump off the top deck undress us. This earns him a lot of ribbing, and so I go up and hug him, letting him cop a feel. He is a good guy, and we love hanging out with them.

At this point, everyone was getting tired, and this group is ready for a morning dive. So, we all started heading for the cabins. This time, Captain Tim is nowhere to be found. So, we make it to the room together.

We both undress and climb into my little bed together. Case starts kissing me and working my body. He is very good with his hands and mouth. He is also very good at playing a long game with my body. He will antagonize me for hours, sometimes days, on these vacations. Putting me on the edge and refusing to let me finish. This drives me crazy and makes me mad. However, when it works, the payoff is incredible.

With his injury, I know he will focus on my body with his hands and mouth, and he doesn't disappoint. He slowly works his way down my body, rolling me over so he starts with my back. He is a very good masseuse and prepares my whole body excellently. He works down to my feet, rolls me over, and starts the journey back up. He stops at my sex and does a magical job of frustrating me.

As I protest, he tells me to be patient and that it is coming for me. I try, and he moves back up to my breasts and my neck. He then uses his hand and reaches down to my pussy. It is at this time that I experience a massive flashback. The way his hand cups me. The way his lips dance over my lips. All I can think about is this afternoon. Tim.

I immediately start to cum before he even puts a finger in. I rarely experience this level of orgasm. My body is rigid, my nipples are aching, and my breath is coming in gasps. It is so intense that lights start to flash in my vision. Case keeps going, no reason to insert his finger. I just keep cumming, and he has no idea that my brain is stuck in a reel from earlier in the day.

Suddenly, I flood the bed. I do squirt occasionally, but usually only under very specific movements. This time, however, it just happened. Case is thrilled, thinking he has caused this. However, it's not the so. This is strictly a reenactment of something he doesn't even know happened. I hadn't meant to squirt now or with Tim; it just came. This afternoon, it did take Tim's fingers in me. But it was very strong. My knees were like a butterfly flapping its wings as I worked him on the deck chair. If I could have gotten that cock out, I may have attacked him right there.

Tonight, that need has let itself be known and let me know who is in charge. It has only happened a few times when my body completely takes over. Once on a trip in college, then again in college. A couple of times with Case and once on a trip to Mexico. When it does happen, it is both wonderful and terrifying. It could be what has caused the legends of spiritual 'possessions.' It is as if someone else is in charge of the body. Even though I know what is happening to me, there is very little control at those points. The sex is unbelievable, but the lack of control can be disconcerting.

As I slowly return to the room and get a grip on myself. Case is glowing. He is nibbling around my neck and telling me how wonderful I am.

In my mind, I am torn. I can't tell him, and I hate faking things. This time, however, I decide to go along with it. I put it down to sexy time with Sheri and too much wine. However, one scene plays out in my head as I fall asleep. The worst part is how much I wanted and still want it.