Rescue on the Water

As we pulled up alongside, Sean yelled at Barney, asking if everything was okay. ‘My electric’s out!’ Barney replied, waving at us frantically. ‘Can you call a tow boat for me?’

We exchanged a knowing look with the guys, and Sean called out, ‘Don’t worry, buddy, we’ve got you covered!’ We tied up to Barney’s sail yacht, ‘Crime Doesn’t Pay’, and climbed aboard to offer our assistance.

‘I’m so glad you’re here,’ Barney said, his balding head glistening with sweat. ‘We’ve been anchored here for hours, and I’m starting to get a little worried.’

I slammed my cock deep into her wet, eager twat, the sensation sending ripples of pleasure coursing through both of us.

‘Oh, Jesus, Chrissy, you’ve got a big dick!’ she groaned, her words music to my ears.

The sounds of our bodies colliding echoed through the boathouse, a symphony of lust and desire that left us both wanting more.

Our bodies were moving in perfect sync, our lovemaking a sensual symphony of passion and desire. Sandy’s skin glistened with sweat, her muscles trembling with each thrust as I plunged into her depths. Her hot, salty cum coated my balls and thighs, igniting a fire that seemed to never end.

I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back my own climax, but it was no use. I grabbed Sandy’s long, blonde hair and yanked her head around, shoving my erupting cock into her mouth.

She wrapped her lips around me, hot and wet, as I pumped my hips, filling her with my cum. Her moans and gasps were music to my ears, encouraging me to continue.

‘Damn, baby, I should have started fucking you ten years ago!’ Sandy exclaimed, her voice husky with desire. ‘You’re the hottest fuck I’ve ever had!’

‘That’s a good thing,’ I replied, smiling down at her, ‘because I intend to fuck you all day. I’ll make you beg for mercy.’

The sunlight danced across the deck, casting a warm glow over the scene. Sandy’s body continued to thrash and flail as I pounded into her, her blonde hair flying wildly behind her. Her shouts of ecstasy still echoed through the air.

My own pleasure reached a boiling point, and I yanked myself from her anus, slamming into her mouth instead. ‘You like hot cream?’ I growled, my hands grasping her hair as I forced her head down.

I pulled Sandy close, and we devoured each other’s lips in a passionate, lust-filled kiss. My tongue danced with hers, our mouths open wide, tongues entwined. The warmth of her breath, the softness of her lips, sent shivers down my spine as I deepened the kiss. My hands roamed her back, pulling her closer, my cock hardening with every passing second.

She broke away, panting, her eyes sparkling with desire. ‘Fuck me, Chrissy!’ she whispered, her voice husky with lust. Her hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me close, her mouth a breath away from mine.

‘What do you want, baby?’ I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my mouth inches from hers.

‘I want everything,’ she moaned, her lips grazing mine. I knew then and there, I was a goner. I leaned in, our mouths crashing together once more, our kisses growing more passionate, more intense, our bodies melting into each other.

‘I love watching you kiss,’ Bekah said, her eyes wide with wonder, as I pulled her into the circle, our mouths entwined.

‘I love kissing you,’ Sandy replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

‘Me neither,’ Bekah purred, her lips still pressed to mine.

‘Now, it’s your turn,’ I said, my eyes never leaving Bekah’s, as Sandy moved closer, her eyes fixed on the young girl’s face.

The sound of my voice trailed off as Bekah’s eyes flashed with anger.

‘That was… quite a shock, Chris,’ she said, her voice trembling with emotion.

‘I know I should have warned you.’ I replied, trying to gauge her reaction.