Tom:
"You are such a hot little slut," I groaned to Allison as she sensuously sucked my cock back into her mouth. Her tongue swirled and her mouth suctioned hard on the shaft as her cheeks hollowed with effort. She swallowed hard twice, sucking my cock into her throat before pulling me from her mouth. My cock dripped spit and pre-cum as she stroked me with her small hand, rubbing the shaft against the side of her face, bumping the head against her lips and nose.
Her hand felt so good and tight stroking the hard flesh of my cock. I couldn't last. My groin tightened and chemical-electric sparks of sexual lightning raced up my back. "Fuck baby, I'm going to cum," I yelped, just as the seed in my nuts boiled up. My cock bucked hard and a thick rope of cum sprayed out across Allison's face.
"Oh yeah, baby," she said, grinning and stroking me harder, "Give it to me. Give me that hot cum all over my face." My cock jerked again and again, each time splashing white juice across Allison's cheeks and forehead. Her mouth open, she caught as much as she could. Her hand never stopped jerking and milking me for more. She was smiling at the offering I had made to her sexuality. It dripped down her cheeks and onto her swollen tits. Her face was glazed with my cream.
I stood above her, my back to the mast, my body glowing with sexual heat and the warm sun on my face. The boat swayed gently in the water as the auto-pilot kept us steadily on course. My beautiful wife on her knees in front of me, my stiff cock in her hand, my cum decorating her gorgeous face. "Life is a miracle," I thought to myself, "Happy, happy, happy."
The last shocks of my jetting passed through my body as Allison milked me for everything she could get. Her tongue swirled again and again around the head, sucking the last droplets of semen from me then she let go and stood up in front of me. I reached out with my hand, tilted her face up towards me, amazed all over again to see the deep, abiding love in this woman's eyes. Then I kissed her full cum covered lips. She melted into me. Her tanned, toned, naked body converged with mine as my lips and her's softly joined, our tongues dancing, flicking together. The wetness of my cum between us, the taste and smell of it, added to both our pleasure in the moment.
I broke the kiss, stepped around her then pushed Allison to the mast. I extended her arms, placed her hands against the mast and bent her over at the waist. It was my turn now. I lowered myself to my knees behind her, thrilled at the beauty of her ass and the swollen wet pussy peeking from between the slight hollow of her thighs. Allison spread her legs slightly, moaning passionately as I leaned forward to bury my tongue in her pussy. Her weight shifted back as she strove to get my tongue deeper into herself and to rub her wetness all over my face. She tasted mad sexy. Her juice was tantalizingly dripping down her inner thighs. I pointed my tongue and drove it into the tight ring of her ass eliciting a cry of pure pleasure from her. I laved my tongue across the swollen lips of her pussy and gave loving attention to the hard nub of her clit.
Lifting my hand, I slipped two fingers deep into her wet box, twirling them and pumping while my tongue continued to dance within and all over her folds. I sucked hard on her clit and her moans became intense. I've always loved the sound of Allison's love moans. The most erotic sounds I've ever heard. Her legs were shaking as she neared climax. My fingers were buried deeply, twisting. My hands and face were covered with her cream. She gasped, she pushed back as my tongue danced hard on her clit, my lips sucking on the little glans and she came. Her cum splashed against my face and down my throat. I tasted the silky, smooth essence of her, loving it. Her moans were music and her shaking body danced her joy.
Afterwards, our bodies glowing with the joy of what had just happened, we laid ourselves out on a blanket on the smooth deck, enjoying the sun and the salt air, laughing and talking, kissing each other the way lover's are supposed to kiss each other.
Below us, asleep in her cabin bunk, our daughter Mindy tossed and turned, her body adjusting to the rhythm of the sea. For three days she had been out, sea sick beyond comprehension, the worst case I'd ever seen, and drugged to sleep so that her body would adjust without her being conscious of its misery. Sea sickness was something I had expected. She had just finished her senior year in high school and hadn't spent much time on the boat for over a year. Too busy studying, teasing boys, hanging out with her friends, playing soccer and field hockey, volunteering and, oh yeah, sucking and fucking every hot, willing, hard cock she came across, 69ing a bevy of her buxom little friends, coaxing good grades from her teachers with her sexual favors and fucking both her parents several times a week.
Mindy:
When I woke up I was soooo hungry, hungry and horny. I think I'd been sleeping, off and on, for about three days. I'm not sure. It was all a haze. I remembered having such a perfect day as we started from the marina and when we cleared all the breakwaters and got into the open ocean I was thrilled. The air was filled with diving, whirling, soaring gulls. The boat danced across the three foot swells, rising and falling as the wind pushed us aggressively towards open seas. I had made my way up to the front of the boat so that the wind would splash my hot bikini clad body with the spray of each wave we cut through.
I was up there for hours until, finally, as the sun fell low in the sky, I began to get chilled and made my way to the cockpit to dry off, hang with my parents and soak up the last rays of the sun. We sat in our deck chairs, laughing and talking as Daddy guided the boat out to sea, occasionally making slight adjustments to the rigging to tighten a luffing sail.
Shortly, he asked me to take the wheel, went down into the cabin and came back with three ice-cold beers. He handed one to me, one to Mom and took a sip of his own, sitting down in a deck chair to relax. I was so happy. What marvelous, sexy, cool parents I have. The sun felt good on my back and shoulders.
I had just finished my beer when I first began to notice a funny feeling coming over me. I was starting to feel dizzy and my stomach was beginning to feel gross. I felt mildly queasy for a half hour or so and then it hit me like a train. I lurched to the side of the boat, dangerously abandoning the wheel, and I chucked everything I had in me right into the green swells. Yuck! It just kept happening, again and again and again. By the time I was finished I was just gagging dry heaves and choking. Fuck! I mean FUCK! It was sooo gross. All I could taste and smell was puke.
Mommy was stroking my back and wiping my face with a wet cloth. Before I knew what had happened I kind of sagged into her and then Daddy was there lifting me up with his strong arms, carrying me down into the cabin and forward into my bunk. Mommy wiped me down and helped me get my clothes off while Daddy slipped a sea sickness pill into my mouth and helped me wash it down with cold water. I remember Mom tucking me into the bunk, warm blankets covering my shivering body, the cool cloth wiping my face and her hand brushing my hair back from my forehead. Then I fell into a hard, dark sleep.
I guess that during the course of the next three days Mom or Dad were taking care of me, helping me get to the head, feeding me chicken soup and keeping me dosed with sea sickness pills. Later Mommy said she thought maybe I had a virus on top of the sea sickness because she'd never seen anyone react so badly to the sea. I don't know. I just don't remember a thing about it.
What I do remember is waking up at the end of three days feeling perfectly fine, perfectly healthy, hungry and extremely horny.