Sailing Lessons
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She started down the ladder and then looked back to see if I was coming. I started after her. As I stepped down into the cabin, Audrey was in the galley at the bottom of the stairs, searching through her backpack. She turned around as I reached the bottom of the stairs, which put her nose to nose with me. She looked me right in the eye and smiled.
“That was really close.”
“Yeah,” I said, “That might have been a little embarrassing.” (That was an understatement.)
She leaned forward and gave me a little kiss on the lips. She turned and pulled another joint out of her backpack.
“Like to do another?” she said as she offered it to me.
“Uh, I think I’m OK for now.” I said. I was trying to collect my thoughts. Audrey was only inches from my face.
She was looking deep into my eyes and smiling mischievously.
“You’re right," she said, “We’ve got all day. We can relax, can’t we?”
With that, she peeled the halter-top over her head, and reclined on the bench in the galley. She lightly traced a line around one nipple with one finger, toying with it for my benefit.
"What would you like me to do?" she said, looking up at me.
"Like you to do?" I asked.
"I'll do anything you want me to," she said.
"Anything?" I asked, a bit incredulously.
"Well, almost anything. I'm not into pain or self-mutilation or sick shit like that." she said, "But about anything else you want me to."
I thought about this for a moment as I stared at her. She saw that I was staring at her perfectly formed breasts. She cupped one in each hand as if to display them to me.
"Do you like my boobs?" she asked. She glanced down at the bulge in my shorts.
"They're beautiful," I said, standing there, not knowing quite what to do next.
"Would you rub more baby oil on them? You were doing so well just before we were so rudely interrupted." she said, handing me the baby oil from her handbag.
While I rubbed some oil on my hands, Audrey put her hands behind her head and closed her eyes, just waiting for me to continue my ministrations.
This time, there was no pretense of innocence. I started with her nipples, and worked on them until they were stiff.
“Mmmm.” she moaned softly. She looked me in the eye, and then let her gaze roam down my body to stop at my shorts, which were tenting out in a really obvious way. She reached out a hand and cupped my bulge. I just stood there stupidly and watched. She rolled my balls in her hand, weighing them, and then ran her hand up the outline of the shaft until she came to the swollen head. She held it in her fingers, with only the fabric separating my oversensitive member from her probing fingers.
“Does that feel good?” she asked, as she stroked my cock through the thin fabric of my shorts.
“Very nice.” I said, watching her stare in fascination at my crotch.
“Do I turn you on?” Audrey asked, looking deep into my eyes as she continued to stroke me through my shorts.
“You are an amazing young woman.” I offered. “You turn me on in about a half a dozen different ways.”
She smiled at this and reached out to pull my shorts down. As she pulled the waistband past my straining cock, it popped free and bounced in front of her face like a diving board. I watched as she leaned forward and kissed the purple head standing out in front of me. Then she licked the underside of the head with the tip of her tongue.
“You like that?” she asked, tentatively.
“That’s very nice.” I responded.
She encircled the head with her mouth, and I could feel her tongue tickle the underside. She bobbed her head up and down a few times, causing me to moan with pleasure.
“Am I doing this right?” she asked. She was staring intently at the head of my dick. As she used her hand to stoke the length of my cock, she milked a drop of pre-cum into sight. She studied it for a minute and then licked it off.
“You’re amazing.” I said.
“But you’ve got to tell me if you want me to do something in particular," she said. “You’re supposed to be teaching me this stuff.”
“I am?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “Like, does this feel better? Or this?”
With that, she first licked the underside of my penis, tickling it with the tip of her tongue, and then sucked the whole thing into her mouth until I felt the head hit the back of her throat before slurping it back out of her mouth.
I didn’t know what to say.
“Whoa! I guess those both feel great,” I said. “Where’d you learn to do that?”
“Watching my brother’s porn videos,” she said, rather matter of fact.
“He let you watch his videos?” I asked, as Audrey continued to lick my cock like a lollipop.
“Well, he didn’t know I was watching them," she said.
Audrey was really getting into it now, jacking my cock with her left hand while fondling my balls with her right. All the while, she held the head in her mouth, and swirled the underside with her tongue. I wasn’t going to last long with this sort of treatment.
Audrey licked the shaft from the base of my cock up to the head and then slid the head into her warm, wet mouth. She bobbed her head up and down in a way that distracted me from any rational thought. I moaned a little, and that only caused Audrey to intensify her efforts.
“Oh God..” I said. I was starting to twitch and buck involuntarily, it was so good. Audrey stopped just long enough to ask, “Do you want to cum in my mouth, or all over me?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “You decide.”
Audrey grinned and slid my hard, slippery dick back into her mouth, and began to hum. The low harmonic vibrations, along with her insistent sucking soon had me at the point of no return. In a few seconds, Audrey decided (quite correctly) that I was about to unload a huge load of sperm somewhere. Audrey pulled my cock from her mouth, and held it in front of her face as she stroked my cock and watched the business end of it intently.
In seconds, I went over the edge and came in a big way. As Audrey clutched my twitching cock in her hand, sperm spewed across her face and into her waiting mouth as she tried to catch it. Stream after stream of hot, sticky sperm came rocketing out in one of the more intense orgasms I had ever experienced.
Audrey obviously reveled in her ability to make me come. She had cum splattered all over her face, and she milked my prick for the last drops. Finally, she gave up, and, as my cock softened, concentrated on watching the last dribbles of sperm drool down the length of my shaft and across her fist, still wrapped around my member.
After licking the last drops from her hand, she picked up the towel on the counter next to her and wiped her face. Then, still holding my prick with one hand she gave my balls a gentle little pat with the other and said,
“Just let me know when you’d like me to do that again, OK?”
“OK,” I said.
Rather than letting go of my cock, Audrey continued to hold it, and slowly try to milk one more drop of cum from the end of it. She seemed fascinated with it, and studied the head carefully. She felt the underside of my balls with the other hand, rolling them around and gently exploring their shape and size. She leaned forward and very gently took the head of my prick into her mouth. She slowly started sucking on the head. I could feel my cock start to revive. So could Audrey.
She looked up and our eyes met. She smiled and picked up the pace of her ministrations. As my cock sprang to full attention again, Audrey bobbed her head up and down the wet, slippery shaft. She took it from her mouth and inspected her handiwork. It was definitely hard again, and pulsed and twitched when she ran her tongue around the head.
Audrey let go of my prick and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts. She slid them down her ankles and kicked them off. She scooted back on the bunk, and with her legs parted, and her hands roaming over her breasts and legs, looked me right in the eye and said,
“Will you please make love to me?”
She was perfectly posed for me, her beautiful pussy completely exposed, the pink, pouting lips glistening with moisture.
“Please??” she implored, her eyes begging me, her hands running up and down her inner thighs suggestively.
I don’t know why I hesitated. Maybe I was thinking about this too much. But while the big head might have had reservations, the little head was painfully erect, and didn’t need any encouragement.
“Please, Dave?” Audrey said again, holding her arms out to me.
I couldn’t resist any longer. I crawled up on the bunk with Audrey and melted into her waiting arms. She pulled at my t-shirt.
“Take off your shirt," she said “I want to feel your skin next to mine.”
I obliged and sank back into her warm embrace. The feel of her smooth skin against mine was electric. Her breasts pressed into my chest, and those stiff nipples teasing mine. Audrey kissed me on the lips as my cock found the damp slit between her legs. Audrey reached down with one hand to guide my stiff member home.
As I worked it into her inch by inch, her natural lubrication spread across my cock, and I finally buried it to the hilt. With our lips locked together, Audrey made an appreciative little moan into my mouth. She stuck her tongue in my mouth and kissed me fiercely. Her legs wrapped around me, giving her leverage to force me deeper into her. She clung to me with a passionate embrace.
I started to pick up the pace, and Audrey met my every thrust. She was writhing and moaning now, and she had to break off our kiss to gasp for air.
“Oh…Yeah! That feels so good!” she panted into my ear. “Does it feel this good to you too?” she asked, and to punctuate the remark, she twitched the muscles in her pussy in a remarkable way.
“Whoa!” I exclaimed breathlessly. “Does that feel good!!? That feels amazing!” I said, nuzzling her neck. “Do that again.”
She did, and her cunt rippled and clutched at my prick.
“Like that?” she asked.
“My God! Yes!” I said, stopping in mid-stroke just to leave my cock buried in her, experiencing that amazing sensation.
“You like that?” she asked, grinding her pelvis into mine, and making her hips rock into mine.
“That feels wonderful.” I said, picking up the pace again and matching her rhythm. The writhing, bucking Audrey mashed her lips to mine again, and then started giving me little kisses on the neck. We moved as one, with her clinging to me as I pistoned in and out of her. Audrey finally threw her head back as she panted harder and harder, and the ride became wilder and wilder. I was slamming into her harder and harder, and she slammed back. Her mouth was open, and her eyes were half shut. As her orgasm approached, her eyes had rolled back in her head from time to time, and her breath was coming in little grunts.
“Ungh…Ungh…Oh Yeah!…Oh that feels good!” She said.
I could feel my cum rising. Audrey beat me to the edge, though, and went off in a big way. Her pussy convulsed and clutched, and her words became just a low moan. She ground her pelvis into mine as she climaxed, and she kissed me passionately, moaning into my mouth. I was close to the edge, but Audrey stopped completely, holding me still inside of her.
“Just wait a second, OK?” she said.
I made to pull out of her, but she wouldn’t let me go.
“Just wait a second.” She said. “I’ll be OK in a second.”
“I’m really close to cumming” I said.
“Just hold still, I’m too sensitive.” she said, as I could still feel her twitching and spasming to a conclusion of her climax.
After a bit her breathing returned somewhat to normal, and she used her hands on my butt to signal me to continue.
“I want you to come inside of me," she said, starting to move again. She kissed me again.
“Is that a good idea?” I asked.
“You mean, is it safe? Yeah, I’ve been on the pill for a year or so," she whispered in my ear. She started rocking her hips a little faster.
I resumed pumping my cock into Audrey’s talented pussy with renewed vigor. I was getting very close. Audrey rocked with me, and started breathing raggedly again, occasionally grunting and moaning. Audrey grabbed the cheeks of my ass, and with her legs wrapped around me, she forced me deep inside her as she sensed my own climax approaching.
“Oh yeah! Doesn’t that feel good?” she said, as I went over the edge, and emptied a load of cum in her pussy. Audrey’s pussy continued to pulse and twitch, and her hips rocked and bucked. Audrey was working her way back up to another orgasm, but after coming in her pussy, I had to hold her hips still for just a bit. I could tell my poor abused cock wouldn’t last any longer, so I just held her there for a bit.
Audrey was still twitching though, and I could tell she wanted to come again. Slowly, I pulled my prick from her clutching twat, and slid down so I could get my face between her legs. As soon as my tongue touched her clit, Audrey was off and going again. Her hips bucked, and she held my head with her hands to direct the activity. I could taste our mingled juices, and the area between her legs was soaked.
If Audrey had climaxed strongly before, I could tell that my tongue on her clit was pushing her towards a really big one. Audrey was panting and thrashing. She was pushing her hips in my face, and clutching my head between her legs so hard I couldn’t breathe. In only a couple of minutes, she reached the pinnacle and went over the edge, gasping and grunting. As her spasms subsided, she relaxed completely, and lay there as if she had collapsed. It looked as if she had passed out.
I got up and looked at her. She was so perfect. Her perfect skin was covered with a sheen of sweat. Her hair was plastered to her forehead, and her breathing was deep and regular. Her legs were slightly spread, and her flushed and pouting pussy shiny with our juices.
She was out like a light. I decided to let her sleep for a bit.
I went topside, and checked the boat. I found another beer in the cooler, and decided that there was just enough of a breeze that I could get the boat out of the harbor and go for a bit of a sail. As quietly as I could, I weighed anchor, and set the sail. We drifted quietly towards the middle of the lake.
The breeze was still pretty weak, and the water was smooth, so I just eased us toward the north end of the lake. I was standing at the wheel when Audrey came up behind me and pressed herself to my back, wrapping her arms around me in a hug.
“Hi Sleepyhead,” I said over my shoulder.
“Hi Dave," she said, wrapping herself around me. She had put the tiny black bikini back on, but she seemed to be intent on making as much skin-to skin contact with my body as she could.
“You want to drive?” I asked.
“Sure,” she said, “you just need to tell me what to do.”
We switched places, and I stood behind her and hugged her. She took the wheel, and grinned broadly. Audrey leaned her head back onto my shoulder for a minute, and then focused on sailing.
We spent most of the afternoon sailing, and Audrey turned out to be an enthusiastic student. Later on, after I had shown her most of the simple tricks to sailing a boat this size, we had settled into a relaxing course for the marina, and we had each fixed ourselves a drink and sat next to each other by the wheel. The wind was light, and it was going to take a while to get back.
“This has been a wonderful day, Dave.” Audrey said, taking a sip of her champagne, and looking out at the blue sky and the beautiful lake.
“That it has!” I replied, taking a sip of my beer.
“Thanks for giving me sailing lessons," she said, putting a hand on my leg and looking me straight in the eye.
I had one of those moments when I had to take stock of the situation. I just looked at her. What a gorgeous babe she was.
Audrey slid over next to me and wrapped her arm around me. “I was serious before, when I said I’d do anything.”
“You sure about that?”
“Well, as long as it’s not something stupid that’ll get us in trouble, like giving you a blow job under the breakfast table with everyone watching.”
I had to chuckle. “You think that’d get us in trouble?”
She laughed. “It’s a possibility.”
“Is there anything in particular you want me to ask you to do?” I asked looking at her with a smile and a wink.
She winked back and said, “If I knew everything, I wouldn’t need lessons, now would I?”
“So if I wanted you to take your top off now so I could suck on your beautiful nipples, you’d do it?”
I no sooner had said that, than Audrey had reached up to the front clasp of her tiny bikini top and unfastened it. There wasn’t any boat traffic anywhere close, so it was a pretty safe request. Her pink nipples stood out proudly, and she stood up so she could offer me one of them. She leaned forward so the right one was presented right to my lips. I caught it between my teeth and gave it a little nip.
“Ooo! Careful with those teeth!” shee exclaimed in surprise. “I can be your little love slave if you like, but don’t be abusin’ the slaves! OK?” She smiled as she said this, and she was already offering her other nipple to me for my attention.
I kissed and sucked on each one in turn, and I had her sit on my lap as we came around the point. I played with her marvelous breasts for a little bit longer, and then decided we were getting a little too close to civilization for her to be going topless.
In fact, she decided she should put her shorts and top on before we put the boat away in the marina, so as not to arouse any more suspicion than necessary. We got the boat put away without any incident, and by the time we got back to the lodge, Fred was just starting dinner.
Fred looked at us and asked “Did you two have fun today?”
Audrey gave Fred one of her dazzling smiles and said, “We certainly did. I love sailing.”
The next morning, I woke up to the sounds of somebody shuffling around the kitchen. I could smell fresh-perked coffee, and hear dishes being set on the table. It had to be Audrey. I wondered briefly if I was letting this situation get just a little out of hand. Pure raging hormonal lust I could understand. Domestic instincts, I couldn't.
I came shuffling out of the bedroom in my bathrobe to find that Audrey had made coffee and set a beautiful table in the breakfast nook, with a red and white checkered tablecloth, and a place setting for one, complete with silverware and folded napkin. And on the table, Audrey had placed herself as the main course, directly on the placemat. She had not a stitch on and her legs were spread invitingly as she propped her feet on the arms of the captains' chair. My eyes must have popped out of my head, and I knew my dick was rising to attention. I gazed in amazement at her pussy. It was covered with whipped cream, topped with a cherry, and sticking out between her legs was the end of a banana that was obviously stuffed halfway into her pussy.
"Breakfast is served!" she said, as she propped her head up so she could see my reaction. It must have been good, because she laughed and said, "What's the matter? Never had a banana split before?" She then casually dipped a finger into the whipped cream and licked it off.
"Not like this one." I said as I sat down between her legs and pulled myself up to the table. I nibbled at the exposed end of the banana, and in the process, nudged it a little deeper. She responded by squeezing it back out a little bit. I nibbled my way down to the whipped cream, making sure that each little bite moved the banana enough to be stimulating. Once down to the whipped cream, I began lapping away at it. As I was going to take another bite of the banana, the tip of my tongue touched the area just above her anus, causing her to quiver and squirt the banana right into my mouth. After munching that down, I went searching for mashed banana residue as far as my tongue would reach into her fruit flavored pussy.
"Ooo..." she said as she wiggled and squirmed. I lapped up all the whipped cream, deftly nipping the cherry from the top of the muff-sundae, and proceeded to suck and nibble on her engorged clit. It didn't take long for her to come. When she did, a dollop of banana-flavored juice oozed from her opening. I licked it up and explored for more. Soon, Audrey was working her way up to a second orgasm that seemed to last for minutes.
When her breathing had returned to normal, she opened her eyes and sat up on the table, then stood up and went to the counter. She produced the can of whipped cream, came back to the table and said, "You're not going to let your guest go hungry, are you?" motioning for me to take her place on the table. I sat on the edge of the table, in my bathrobe, and let my feet dangle over the edge. She put a hand on my chest to get me to lie back, and as I did, my now rock-hard cock popped from between the folds of the bathrobe.
"Breakfast of champions!" she said as she proceeded to squirt whipped cream around the base of my cock and covering my balls. Then, holding the swollen purple head of my prick straight up, she spread the cool, white whipped cream up my shaft until only the head showed through. Still holding the head up, Audrey licked each of my balls clean and then gently sucked first one, then the other into her mouth.
Once she had lapped my balls clean, she lapped her way up the underside of my prick, stopping at the top to tickle the sensitive underside. Her tongue tantalized my cock until I was sure I'd blow a nut any second. She realized I wouldn't last long, and slid her mouth down over the head of my cock as far as it would go. I could feel it touching the back of her throat and her tongue swirled and darted along my shaft.
She had my cock in her warm mouth, bobbing her head up and down. One hand pumped the shaft that wouldn't fit in her mouth, while the other gently tickled the underside of my balls. It was too much for me to resist, and I erupted, spewing gob after gob of hot come into her mouth. She swallowed most of it, but some dribbled out onto my stomach. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and watched the head intently as she used her hand to milk one last drop of sperm to the tip. As it appeared at the peehole, she reached out with her tongue to lick it off.
That afternoon, we had managed to connect two more cabins up to the network, and I was again amazed at how much help she had been with the work. Of course, there were dozens of occasions where she had found a way to rub against me in the most erotic and shameless way. I found myself with a tent in my shorts almost continuously. Luckily, there was nobody in the cabins we were working in to witness our antics. We had finished putting most of the stuff away, and were relaxing in her cabin, drinking a bottle of wine from Uncle Ed's collection.
Audrey and I were just filling our glasses in the kitchen, when she said, "Wanna see if any of these keys work on the cabinets in the master bedroom?" holding up the huge ring of keys.
We wandered into the master bedroom, and I sat on the edge of the bed sipping my wine while Audrey tried one after another of the keys on the ring. Eventually, Audrey found one that fit in the lock and gave it a turn. The cabinet opened up. She pulled open the top drawer and looked inside.
"Anything interesting?" I asked.
"Just swimsuits and dive gear," she said, as she dug carefully through the contents of the top drawer. She eventually pulled one of the bikinis out of the drawer and held the top to herself.
"Look like it'd fit?" she asked.
It was one of those very skimpy ones that didn’t hide much more than a few square inches.
“Would you like to see me in this?” Audrey said, with a twinkle in her eye?
“Sure.” I said.
Audrey reached down and pulled her tee shirt over her head. She was wearing a yellow bikini top underneath, and reached back to undo the clasp. She pulled it off and handed it to me, while pushing her chest out a bit like she was stretching her back. She lightly scratched the underside of her breasts, saying, ”Mmm, it feels good to get out of that.”
I reached up to help her, and toyed with her splendid breasts for a bit. She smiled and allowed me to fondle her boobs.
“You know, you shouldn’t really watch me change. It ruins the whole effect.” Audrey said.
“What?” I asked.
“Why don’t you put some tunes on, and I’ll be right back," she said as she ducked into the bathroom. I did as she said, putting on some sexy dance music. She reappeared moments later in the tiny bikini.
“Wow!” I said. “That’s hot!”
“You really think so?” she said, as she moved to the music and slowly turned all the way around so I could see the all of her.
“Definitely!”
She looked at herself in the mirror as she did some sexy dance moves. She seemed pleased.
“How does it look from the back?" she asked. With that, she bent at the waist and touched her toes, wiggling her bottom at me.
“Delicious!” I said.
“I wonder what else is in here," she said, going back to the drawers and opening the bottom one. After looking a bit, she brought out some fabric items and a box. She set them both on the bed next to me. She held up the outfit on top. It wasn’t much more than a couple of scraps of lace. It was a very revealing bit of lingerie.
“Wow!” she said holding it up to her front and looking at me with a raised eyebrow.
Answering her unasked question, I said, “I’d love to see you try that on.”
She smiled at me, and with a wink, disappeared into the bathroom. A minute later, she reappeared, dressed in the lacey little teddy.
“How do you like this?” she asked, once again doing a pirouette in front of the mirror. I was starting to develop an uncomfortable bulge in my shorts, and Audrey eyed it with a smile.
“It’s too bad I don’t have a camera.” I said, “That is so sexy!”
“There’s a video camera in the closet," she said. “You could set it up so I could see the back of me on the TV, couldn’t you?” She was looking over her shoulder, trying to see her back.
“I think I could do that.” I said.
“Why don’t you get that out, and I’ll try on another outfit.” She said, grabbing the whole pile of things and taking them into the bathroom.
It didn’t take long to set the camera up on its tripod, and hook it to the TV. I made sure there was a memory card in the camera, and set it to record and display on the TV at the same time.
Audrey came out of the bathroom in a red silk pair of tap pants and a clingy top to match. I focused the camera on her, and whistled in appreciation.
“You like?” she asked with a twinkle. She was really enjoying this. She watched herself in the TV as she twirled around. She did a few sexy dance moves that made her look really hot, and I could see she was watching herself as much as she was watching me watch her.
“That’s really nice.” I said.
“It’s not as sexy as the other one, unless you count this feature.” she said, putting one foot up on the bed, and demonstrating that the panties were crotchless by pulling the flaps to the sides a bit, exposing her luscious pussy lips.
“Whoa!” I said, being sure to zoom the camera in for a close up. Audrey watched the image on the screen, obviously playing to the camera.
“This is obviously a time-saving feature for the girl who’s just too hot to wait to undress.”
She looked at me, checking the bulge in my shorts, and then right in the eye. She was doing her best to get me worked up, and having fun doing it.
“I wonder what’s in the box?” she said, returning her attention to the box on the bed. She opened the box and looked at me with a wicked grin. She pulled out a large, flesh-colored dildo that looked quite flexible and realistic. She held it up to inspect it closely, and I zoomed in on her face. She saw the image on the TV, and with a wicked grin, stuck out her pink tongue to give the head of it a little lick, as if it was a lollipop. The look on her face was of pure lust. I couldn’t think of anything sexier at the moment.
“Are you going to try that on for size?” I asked with a wink.
“Do you want me to?” she asked, with a tone that told me she wanted me to make her do it.
“I think it would go perfectly with your outfit.” I said.
She thought a minute, smiling. She wasn’t deciding whether to do it or not; she was deciding how to do it in the most photogenic way. The music was still going in the background, and she began swaying with the beat. She began a dance that was fascinating to follow with the camera: She ran the tip of the plastic phallus around her breasts, teasing her nipples with it. They stood up in eager anticipation, poking through the silky material of the top.
Then, she began to fellate the thing in the most sensuous way. I zoomed in on her face as she did this. She watched herself in the TV as she did this, and we were both mesmerized with the image. Her hips were rocking and swiveling more and more as she got into the spectacle she was putting on for me.
Eventually she took the wet, slippery dong from her mouth, and parting the fabric of her crotchless panties, ran the head of the thing up and down the furrow of her slit as she continued to gyrate to the music. As I zoomed in on her crotch, the phallus had apparently found its mark, and began to disappear, inch by inch, every time her hips rocked to the music.
She danced lewdly in front of me, burying the dildo up to its hilt as her head went back and her eyes went closed in sensuous pleasure. She began to slide the schlong in and out, and each time it re-emerged, it seemed wetter and slipperier.
She turned away from me, and bent at the waist. I could see her watching the image of herself on the TV as she plunged the dildo in and out as she rotated her hips. The flaps of the panties were becoming soaked as she worked it in and out.
“Oh god…” Audrey muttered, as her breath became more ragged.
About that time, the music stopped, breaking the spell completely. Audrey stood up and turned around to face me, the dildo buried in her pussy with just the end sticking out from between the flaps of her crotchless panties. She looked at me, her hips still moving rhythmically.
“MMmm…Do you like that?” she asked, giving the end of the dildo a little twist, and looking at me with an evil grin.
“Um… very much.” I said.
“I’m surprised that you can keep your hands off of yourself.” she said, idly moving the end of the dildo just enough to keep herself stimulated.
It was true that I had a raging hard-on, and I was barely preoccupied enough with the camera to keep from pulling it out and playing with it. I was sure that was what she wanted me to do. Instead, I reached out, and grabbed the end of the dildo protruding from her twat. I twisted it one way and then the other. She reacted with a flutter of her eyelids.
I began to pull the thing from her pussy. She acted confused for a moment, and then remembered that she was trying do what I wanted, and let me have my way. I twisted the dildo back and forth until I had extracted it from her pussy completely. I brought it to my mouth and tasted her sweet juices. Her breathing was still ragged, and her nipples were on full high-beam.
“Maybe I should put more music on.” I said. Audrey looked at me like I was completely frustrating her (which I was). Her breathing slowed a bit as I put on some more tunes. She took the opportunity to go to the bathroom to try on another outfit.
When she came out, she radiated lust, and the outfit was no more than a lacy baby doll without the bottoms. She danced into the camera’s viewfinder.
She moved like a sex machine. I zoomed in on her pussy. The hair was matted and wet. Her nipples looked like they would pop through the lacy material. She came over to the bed, and looked down at my bulging crotch.
“That sure looks uncomfortable.” Don’t you want to let him out so I can see how much I turn you on?”
I did just that, and she smiled her dazzling smile as I started stroking it slowly with one hand while trying to keep the camera focused on her with the other. She continued to dance in front of me, and eventually looked in the box again. She pulled out another sex toy. This time it was a double headed dildo. Not one of those for two women to share, but one that had a life-sized plastic penis mounted next to a somewhat skinnier phallus.
Audrey’s eyebrows went up.
“Is this supposed to fit where I think it’s supposed to fit?” she asked. Obviously, she guessed correctly that it was to fill both of her holes at once.
“I bet it is.” I said.
“Are you going to ask me to try this one too?” she asked, looking at me with a funny look in her eye.
“What do you want to do?” I asked.
She responded by taking the camera away from in front of me, and setting it aside.
“Here’s what I want," she said, kneeling between my legs as I sat on the edge of the bed. She grabbed my shorts, and pulled them and my underwear off altogether. She took my engorged cock in her hands and lowered her mouth to it and sucked it in as far as possible, swirling her tongue over the head. She bobbed her head up and down a few times, and then stood up.
“Scootch up on the bed a little," she said.
I moved back onto the bed and laid back as she climbed up on the bed and straddled my hips. As soon as she had herself positioned over me, she held my cock in position and impaled herself on it, closing her eyes and leaning her head back in pleasure as she did so.
“Oh yeah..” she said, just sitting on me with my cock stuffed in her pussy. I could feel it twitch, and she started moving her hips just a little. She had such amazing muscle control. Slowly, she started to raise and lower herself, pulling almost off before settling back to grind her pubic hairs against hers.
“MMmmm…yeah—I want you to fuck me” she said, starting to pick up the pace a little.
I was toying with her nipples through the fabric of the nightie, and she responded by reaching behind her and cupping my balls.
“Your cock is so nice and warm," she said. “It just feels so nice.” She leaned forward and planted a kiss on my lips, and let just her nipples rub against my chest through the sheer fabric. Her hips had a life of their own, and they were grinding away, sending us both towards the edge. Her pussy was milking my cock like crazy, and I just went off like a rocket in no time. I spewed what felt like a gallon of cum inside of her, and she moaned her appreciation. Audrey continued grinding away and came with a rush seconds later. She leaned forward, and just lay on top of me, panting.
“God, that was so good!” She said. She made no move to get off of me, and I just left my softening prick lodged inside of her. Eventually we both fell asleep, and I woke up about an hour later, snuggled up Audrey’s backside. I didn’t remember her rolling off of me, and I panicked when I thought how easily someone could have just walked in on us.
I got out of bed without disturbing Audrey, and checked the door to the cabin. It was standing wide open. I went back in and popped the card out of the camera, and slipped it into my pocket. I was putting the camera away when she woke up from her nap.
“Are we going sailing again tomorrow?” She asked, propping her head up on her elbow.
“We could.” I said.
“I think I’ll need another sailing lesson.” She said with a twinkle in her eye.
The next morning, I came up from the groggy depths of a sound sleep to the sound of rain pattering on the roof of the cabin. I'm not the kind of guy who just pops awake in the morning, jumps up and hammers down coffee and breakfast. It seemed like it was going to be a perfect morning to sleep in, and since I was on vacation, why not? I rolled over and was surprised to find myself nestled into the backside of a warm, nude, female form. In my sleepy state, my first thought was of Louise, but then I remembered that she was in Germany, and I was here at the cabin, on my own. Then I remembered Louise's niece Audrey, a sassy, precocious young thing that had matured from a geeky teenager a few years ago to sexy young woman.
It wasn't much of a surprise that she was here, I guess. I suppose the same hormones that had transformed her from the skinny adolescent into the curvy sexpot beside me were also responsible for her overactive libido. In an episode of what was probably really poor judgment, I had given in to her seduction, and I was now apparently her teacher (and her toy). She was fascinated with all things sexual, (and had a particular fascination with penisesTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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