Ch. 38: Rachael Takes Me For Another Ride

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Chapter 38: Rachael Takes Me For Another Ride

In the morning, the sun streaming through the porthole woke us. I rolled on my side and propped myself up on one elbow. With my free hand, I reached over and cupped her breast in my hand. I realized that I had not yet explored her firm breasts. I gently squeezed it and traced my fingertip around her areola. I tickled it some and got her nipple to stand up firm. My thumb and finger rolled her nipple back and forth, squeezing but not pinching it. I leaned over and took her nipple and areola between my lips, sucked it in some while my tongue took stock of her hard nipple. As I was making out with her boob, she made a few gasps and squirreled her hand down to my crotch. Sure enough, there he was, a full-on woody. She fumbled with it for a moment as I continued to enjoy her breast.

Eventually, she quietly murmured, “Sailor, I have to pee. Can we revisit this afterwards?” “No problem.” She rolled out of bed and stepped into the head. Modestly, she closed the door. I got up and clattered around putting coffee on. I sat back down on the edge of the bed as she finished her duties in the privy. When she came out, she sat next to me on the bed. I handed her a cup of coffee which she sipped, cradling the cup in both hands.

“You sure did me good last night, Sailor. My pussy hasn’t felt that good in quite some time.” I wasn’t sure if she was just complimenting me or if she was hinting that I should do it again. “Likewise, Rachael, likewise. Not only are you gorgeous, you’re talented. I could get accustomed to hanging with you, that’s for sure. And much as I’d like to pick up where we left off, I’m famished. I have lots of food onboard but, honestly, I’m not in the mood to cook and clean a bunch of dishes. What say we head into shore for some food? My treat.” “Sounds like a good plan. I’m kind of hungry, too. We didn’t really have dinner last night, did we?” “That’s right. Unless you count a mouthful of my cum juice as dinner.” She chuckled and we proceeded to pull our clothes on for the ride to shore.

We arrived at the dinghy dock and I tied off. As we rounded the corner of the marina building, there was Randy sporting an ear-splitting smile. “Good morning, love birds!” he chimed. “Hey, Randy” we said in unison. “Haven’t seen you around much lately, Rachael. Where have you been hiding?” “Oh, you know. Just hanging around. Don’t get too many calls for rides to the marina, you know. How’ve you been?” “Same ole, same ole” he replied.

He continued “So where are you two off to?” “We’re going to get some breakfast” Rachael responded. “Awww. That’s too bad. I was gonna suggest a little fun time in the office. It’s been too long, Rachael. You’ve been in my thoughts lately and I was hoping to run into you soon. When I saw your van still here this morning, I took it as a sign.”

Rachael gave me an inquisitive look. “Hold on a second, Randy.” She grabbed my arm and led me a few feet away. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered “Would you mind if we had a quickie with Randy? I really miss his nine incher. Haven’t had it in a good long time. It would make me happy and we can arrange it so that you get your jollies, too. What’ya say Sailor.” She looked at me with an unusual look in her pretty eyes. Her expression was pleading, almost begging me to agree. Hungry as I was, I wanted Rachael to be happy. So I nodded my assent. Rachael smiled and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. “Thank you, Sailor. Thank you. You won’t regret this.”

She stepped over to Randy and put her arm through his, leading him toward the office bycasino door. Randy looked over his shoulder and shot me a big smile as we sauntered into the marina office. Randy led us into a smaller, private office. There was a desk, a chair and a few filing cabinets. Rachael cleared the papers off the desk and instructed me to drop my drawers and sit on the edge of the desk. She pulled her own pants down, spread her legs, and bent over to start working on my rapidly stiffening cock.

Randy, meanwhile, had seen the set up and had dropped his pants. His nine inch dick was hanging limp so he started stroking it up. His other hand was busy working on Rachael’s cunt getting his fingers into her moist hole. Rachael’s fellatio talents soon resulted in a full blown hard on. She started stroking my stiff rod in and out of her mouth. By now, Randy’s big boy was firm enough to penetrate Rachael’s pussy. He stepped up behind her and grabbed her hips as he introduced his half hard cock where it belonged. As he pushed it further and further in her cunt, she let out a few gasps. They sounded like gasps of pleasure, an acceptable interruption to her blowjob.

Randy’s rod was now fully hard and he began sliding it all the way in and out of her pussy. He was holding onto her hips as he stroked it fully into her glory hole, then slid it out and back in again. He continued fucking her, his entire cock disappearing, then reappearing from her cunt. He was just getting a good, leisurely fuck, taking his time, obviously enjoying it.

Rachael was doing the same thing to my dick, using her mouth. A nice, slow blowjob, taking it in as far as her deepthroat door, then back to the tip. Over and over, she slid my dick in and out of her mouth. Randy stepped up the pace a bit and soon was ramming his cock in hard and deep. You could tell that he had an orgasm brewing by the speed of his thrusts and the look in his eyes. Every few strokes, he’d stab it all the way in, then just hold it there, deep in her vagina.

Rachael was finding some success as she used her tongue to massage my clit. Her skills were advanced and she soon had me at the edge. She reached around and pulled her ass cheeks apart, allowing Randy to get his entire dick, balls deep, inside. As he started his fast, short strokes, she quickened her pace, sucking hard on the head and underside of my dick.

Within moments, Randy and I both exploded at nearly the same instant. I grabbed Rachael’s head and pushed it down hard on my cock, holding it there as I unloaded a full cum load at the back of her throat. Randy slammed his rod deep into her snatch, pulling her hips hard against his pelvis and gritted his teeth as he pumped his load deep into her twat. He took a couple more deep thrusts before he pulled out and slumped down in the chair. Rachael stood up and made a show of swallowing her mouthful of cum.

“Damn! That felt nice. Two loads of cum. And before breakfast! Imagine that!” she exclaimed, as if in triumph. The satisfaction was evident in her voice and in the expression on her pretty face.

Randy chimed in “I must say, much as I’ve enjoyed fucking your asshole, Sailor, Rachael’s cunt is a mighty powerful thing. I haven’t had the pleasure of fucking that luscious pussy in, what, almost a year now, Rachael?” “About right, Randy. I think the last time was at the village-wide party, behind the stage. We went at it like teenagers, fucking for what seemed like hours. These quickies are good but we’ll have to set an evening aside to catch up, what say, Randy?” “You’re on” he said, with a certain anticipation in his voice.

We bycasino giris pulled our clothes on and Rachael gave Randy a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks, buddy. That was a wonderful idea. You ready, Sailor?” With that we walked out to her van. Initially she turned toward the village, but made a right turn half way there. It was the same road we had taken to the grocery store. “Where are you taking me? Should I consider this a kidnapping?” She laughed. “No, no Sailor, although the thought did cross my mind. The breakfast at the bar and grill leaves something to be desired. About all they have is eggs, grits and toast. Not much to write home about. I thought we’d drive to the next town. They even have a Waffle House.” “Perfect” I replied.

After breakfast we drove back to town, mostly in silence. I was contemplating my next move. I wanted to leave this Playboy Mansion of a village by Friday, the day of the raffle. Although it was the seat of unlimited, totally uninhibited sex, the fact that it was clearly illegal had me on edge. I knew that I’d have to move on, sooner or later. Even though I was enjoying the unbridled sex, I wanted to avoid prison even more.

I checked my phone calendar; it was Wednesday. If my hunch was right, any raid would happen on a Friday, during the raffle. I figured that leaving on Thursday or even Friday morning would suffice.

“Where to, Sailor? Back to the marina?” “Actually, can we go back into town? Timmy’s liquor store, perhaps? Even though I stocked my liquor cabinet yesterday, I’d like to augment my holdings. I hate to run out of booze. Also, I can resupply my stash of herb. I’m getting low.” Just then her phone rang. She answered and it was obviously a taxi call. I heard her say “I’ll be there in about 10 minutes.” Then to me, she said “This is dovetailing nicely. Drop you at Timmy’s, then I’m off on another run.”

As I was perusing Timmy’s booze offerings, my mind was absently reviewing my “to do” list in preparation for casting off. Interspersed were thoughts of some of the marvelous sex I had been enjoying. It occurred to me that, other than burying my face in Rachael’s pussy, I hadn’t fucked it proper. Hadn’t had her ass, either. Hmmm…. I stepped up to Timmy’s counter with my purchases.

“Hey, Timmy. How’s things?” “Fine as frog hair” he replied. “So, Timmy. Can I get some weed from you?” “Sure. How much?” “Depends on the cost. What do you offer?” “Well, I’ve got basic street weed for $250 an ounce. Or more potent stuff for either $300 or $350 an ounce. Name your poison.” “Can I get like a half pound of the potent stuff?” “That’s doable but it’ll take a day to get that much in stock. Can you come back tomorrow?” “Sure, Timmy. See you then.”

I had several bags of liquor bottles and a couple cases of beer. Too much to carry the half mile or so to the marina. I settled in on a street bench outside Timmy’s and dialed Rachael’s number. She picked up and I explained my situation. “I thought you’d need a ride back to the marina. I’ll be done with this fare in about 15 minutes. Can you wait?” “Sure thing, Rachael. I’m outside Timmy’s.”

When she pulled up, I loaded my bags into her van and climbed in the front seat. Her uncommon beauty assaulted me once again. She was truly a stunning looking woman, very easy on the eyes. I was captivated once again and could barely take my eyes off her the entire ride to the marina. When we arrived, it was a repeat of the day before. She jumped out and helped me load my stuff into the dock cart, then into the dinghy. And, just as yesterday, she made bycasino giriş no motions to leave. She simply stood there on the dock staring at me. Her beautiful visage was sending a clear signal. Those lovely eyes were pleading, imploring, almost demanding me to invite her back to the boat.

Without her saying a word, I drew in my breath and said “Okay. Climb in.” It sounded like I was doing her a favor. Little did she know that it was her doing me a favor. Once all the bags and cases of beer were down below, I busied myself stowing everything.

When I was finished, I looked over to Rachael and, much to my surprise, she was standing in the main salon next to the bed stark naked. In the light of day, with a clear mind, I got quite an eyeful. Her body was nearly flawless. Her black hair, her crystal-clear blue eyes, her firm tits standing up, the curve of her waist flaring out to perfectly proportioned hips, her trim thighs. She was a 15 on a scale of 10.

“You just gonna stand there with your mouth hanging open or come closer?” The invitation was real and I moved closer. Without hesitation she reached for my belt and had my bottom half free of clothes in no time. I pulled my shirt over my head and we embraced. It was much like our intimate embrace the night before, in the cockpit. Lips locked, tongue’s working overtime, hands caressing each other’s bodies. She was certainly an expert kisser and was using all her talents. My little guy was rock hard in no time.

We kissed for several minutes, enjoying each other. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed, grabbed my hips, and turned me to face her. Her hands still on my hips, she took my dick into her warm, wet mouth and began another expert blowjob. She slid her mouth up and down on my cock a few times, then looked up at me. She gazed at me for a moment, my heart melting at the sight of her face. Then she lay back on the bed, scooted up a bit, and spread her legs wide open.

“You gave me the best head job of my life yesterday, Sailor. But now I want to feel your hard cock fill my pussy. Ever since our quickie with Randy this morning, I’ve been aching for you to fuck me. It’s all I’ve been able to think about all day. My pussy’s been wet since I dropped you off at Timmy’s.”

Without responding, I climbed on top between her creamy thighs. I bent down and gave her a big kiss on her mouth as I guided my hard dick into her pussy. Sure enough, it was wet and my cock easily slid in. No need for any lube. As my manhood started fucking her, she raised her legs and held them up with her hands. She was making her fuckbox as accessible as possible. I stroked my dick in and out of her pussy, taking my time. I was thoroughly enjoying her delightful cunt while I stared at her face. Those ice blue eyes were captivating and soon I kicked it into high gear. I started slamming my rod hard and deep into her bottomless hole.

I pounded her pelvis over and over as she started gasping and moaning. “Oh, God, Yes! Oh, yes. That’s it, Sailor. Keep it up. It feels so good to have your cock fill me up like that. Keep pounding me, pound me silly. Then dump your load in my cunt. Squirt your jism deep in there. Give me your cum. I want your cum juice to fill me up so it dribbles out and down on my asshole. Keep pounding me, pound me.”

Her dirty talk excited me. Her luscious cunt excited me. Her ravishing looks excited me. I was having trouble holding it together and then that unmistakable tingle started in my junk. It welled up fast and suddenly I started cumming. I didn’t pound it deep and hold it there. Instead, I continued thrusting my cock in and out as I let my orgasm go. It was a delightful feeling to cum without stopping. I just stayed the course, pounding her pussy as I let wave after wave of orgasm take over my body.

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