A Moonlit Encounter upon the waters

It was around 2 am. They were walking alone on the deck of a pleasure boat, on a windy full-moon night. It was invigorating the sea air and the wind. They stopped at the front of the boat, looking out to sea, he had wrapped the large yellow raincoat around both of them to prevent getting soaked from the waves. 

She'd been feeling animal urges all evening but his closeness to her cuddled up in the raincoat was making her burst. She wanted him then and there just so badly. She was wearing a long button down dress, stockings and a garter belt, but no bra or panties. She had been feeling naughty ever since they got on board after dinner. He was just in his sweatpants and T-shirt and nothing else. 

At that point he started to kiss her neck. That made her squeal. Good thing the noise of the sea would drown most of the grunts and squeals. Catching her breath she told him to stop teasing her already as she lifted the back of her skirt and held on to the boats guardrail.

He was surprised, as she tended to be really afraid of getting caught and knew that she was generally too chicken to do it in public places.

From underneath the raincoat he caressed her bared butt, and once he realized she was serious he started to finger her clit and then to dive his finger inside her love-hole. She was dripping with wetness.

That's when she told him to stop teasing her already and give her the real thing. He slowly angled his legs so that he could make up for the height difference between them and slowly put it in a few inches, and then back out until the wetness had spread enough so that he could just slide it in and out in quick movements with just enough resistance. 

She was fairly close to orgasm already, the thought of doing it in public this time seemed to help her peak more quickly. Perhaps the fact the sound of the waves crashing took her out enough of reality to be able to not think about getting caught, but more about getting seen being naughty.

The more she thought of how naughty she was being each time she felt his manhood slide deep inside of her the more she thought she was going to explode, and then she groaned and grunted loudly and he knew she was coming, he wanted to ride her orgasm to another level and just as he felt she was getting there, he pulled out and let his semen fall into the sea.

She let her skirt fall pack into place and he corded his sweatpants, just as sounds of footsteps at the bottom of the steps leading to the top started being heard. They stayed cuddled, motionless watching the waves crash like a star-struck couple just content to watch the stars under the full moon. It was a crew member who couldn't sleep and came to watch the stars.

They stayed cuddled for another 20 minutes trying to avoid eye contact with him. At best he could guess but would have no proof. They walked back to their cabin.

She was still dripping wet from her intense orgasm and was hoping that the fire she lit would continue burning for the rest of the night. It was going to be fun to ride the waves so to speak. Finding the perfect timing between the movements of the boat and their movements as they made love until dawn. She could feel the naughtiness of her act, of having almost gotten caught, and now living with this secret, she felt incredibly turned on. 

She knew it would be a night that she wouldn't want to end. She stripped her dress and lay on the bottom bunk with only her garters. He joined her with nothing on. His scent, was incredibly inebriating.  He was wearing "Preferred Stock", which mixed with his scent drove her absolutely wild. 

She lay on her side her back facing him, and he lay behind her, breathing on her neck. She could feel his heart beat, and feel the heat of his body next to hers. She squirmed and in doing so rubbed herself against him. It was silky skin against silky skin, and keeping her juices flowing. Slowly he began kissing the back of her neck and then nibbling on her heck and shoulders. 

To be continued some day :) 

Jessica Lovecraft

Lovecraft Productions ( c) 1997

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