My Wife And I Have A Boat. It Sits In A Cute Marina Surrounded By Restaurants, Shops, Coffee Places And

My wife and I have a boat. It sits in a cute marina surrounded by restaurants, shops, coffee places and bars.

Last night we got a sitter and had a date night. We sat on the waterfront deck of the local bar and had drinks at sunset.

I paid our tab and we walked hand in hand down to the docks and went to our boat. We sat and had another glass of wine and talked for a bit. She excused herself and went to the bathroom, I jumped up and stripped barefoot naked and waited with nothing but a glass glass of wine and a smile.

We fucked. We fucked like we never get to do at home. It started with her laying back in the v-berth with her legs braced against the bulkhead. She was shy at first saying she hadn’t shaved in awhile and had just peed. I just smiled and then begged to please let me clean her dirty pussy. I love being her little slut. Cleaning her made me so hard, I almost came when she squirted in my mouth. I slid up and fucked her as hard as she likes with my cock as hard and erect as it’s ever been. I came as soon as she told me to and without thinking went straight back down to clean her. She said no, use your hand push it in further, open me up. She then really started to talk dirty as I fisted her. I lost count of how many times she came. I never really got a chance to go soft and with four fingers in her cunt, I pushed my cock in. She was thrashing and telling me how good it feels and how she needs two cocks in her. She then begged me to use her ass.

It was a great night. Everyone should get a boat.

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fisrtmate

1 year ago

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fisrtmate

2 years ago

Well, tell me already — I’m wet with anticipation!

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fisrtmate

9 months ago

Jesus! There was nothing I could do, we’d sort have been flirting over the last couple of months. She’s new to the neighborhood and we’ve been randomly running into each other. I’ve always been outgoing and very friendly but I’ve never actually cheated. My wife is almost as flirty as I am and we’ve always had a great relationship. But there was something about this girl. The way she pierced me with her eyes when we spoke. Unbreaking, piercing eye contact. It shook me. I had to force myself not to wither whenever she grazed me with a touch. It was like standing on a ledge. I leaned into it to prove to myself I wasn’t scared. But I was terrified.

By the time we were alone at her place, I was already doing something I shouldn’t have been doing…she had already wrapped me up in an emotional tornado. There was no, no. There was no safe word. There was just her.