Telephone Sex on a boat

Telephone Sex On A Boat

There were three of us, the skipper…

a late thirty-year-old guy named Fred and his 29 yr old girlfriend Laura. I boarded the boat and we took off for the fishing grounds… where we would anchor for the night. We arrived around noon, anchored and went to work on deck in the sun preparing for the next day. While Laura and I were in the stern tying our gear, Fred came out with a glass of wine for each of us. It was a beautiful day, a little wine in the sun , things were going very well, I liked them both, Laura especially was being very friendly. We drank our wine chatted and worked.

Laura turned on the hose to do some scrubbing, She got to work being sloppy, having fun with it . She turned the hose on me at one point coaxing me to play with her, she splashed me I got her back , we were both soaked, and laughing.Fred stuck his head out the cabbin door and gave us a get to work look.Laura and I looked at each other and laughed. I shed my wet t-shirt, feeling more confident after the wine, to be left with a bikini top .

Laura stopped abruptly, taking an eyeful , then smiled.

I noticed this look and immediately felt aquard….but not altogether bad.The wine was having a relaxing effect and our location added to this.We carried on , Fred having finished his work inside came out and topped up our glasses coffee mugs of vino….

We were all getting along great, this was going to be an enjoyable trip….

After a short time, Laura once more gives me a shot with the hose again, this time stepping towards me too . She lost her footing, falling against me pushing me in turn against the side. She pressed against me laughing at herself, but lingering, not pulling back right away, then I felt a het hand run up the inside of my thigh to my softness.She did this so , quickly and so well staged I doubted Fred knew what had just happened.

My softness was very reactive instantly swelling with desire, but that was it . We completed our tasks, had some dinner and played a bit of cards.We had more wine , but there were no more instances with Laura, although she remained completely friendly.I began to think maybe it was a mishap that had happened. We prepared for bed, sleeping arrangements were Laura and I in the bunks up front, while Fred slept up on the floor of the cabin so he could keep an eye on things. With the wine and the sun, I was ready for sleep but my mind kept traveling back to Laura’s touch earlier in the day.my softness was reacting to this, I was getting wet thinking about it , this surprised me because I never have been with a woman or thought myself capable.I had to put my hand on my puss and massage my personal place, without alerting anyone to what I was doing. With my eyes shut and my fingers busy, I did not see Laura sitting up watching me.I was shocked back from extasy with the touch of another hand on my crooked leg. I stiffened and held perfectly still, faking sleep. The hand I felt on my thigh started to massage and travel up my leg.I did not need to open my eyes to know whos delicate touch this was.I remained motionless while this hand edged up towards my wet , and getting wetter, softness. Laura placed her hand on my softness mound cupping me, slowly rubbing. Then she extended a finger, penetrating my softness. I heard her sigh in response to the wetness of my puss. She ran her finger up and down rubbing over my personal place then back down to my warmth, after a few strokes she started pushing her finger up into my softness, deeper and deeper every time . I was no longer stationary, I rotated my hips playing against her hand. My eyes still shut, I felt her climb over from her bunk to mine.

she came from below my blankets up between my legs.

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