Eyes, more eyes, as we broke for air, I searched for Shannon, who was no longer alone in the dark. Chris had joined her, both of them standing next to each other watching Michele and I intently. Now we had an audience. The deck was supposed to be closed off, but that didn’t apply to the employees. The two of them seemed to whisper back and forth as Michele and I kissed and caressed each other some more.
Michele turned and briefly exposed her breasts to the cameras and onlookers as she did. Once facing me she kissed me passionately again, and quickly unbuttoned my shirt, pulling it off my shoulders. She kissed my neck, and chest, her mouth encircled my nipples, all the while I could feel her stiff pink bullets dragging against my skin. Carefully removing my shirt from being tucked in my pants and then sleeves from my wrists, my shirt now fell to the deck.
We kissed again, those soft lips sending shivers through my body. Snap, snap of Tim’s camera constantly running in the background. Constantly filming, Jenni’s encouragement now turned to just “ooos, and ahhhs” as we embraced for them.
Michele broke our kiss and kissed my neck again. Then turning her head and looking towards the noises behind the cameras, she hadn’t seen Chris yet, and now they were joined by the two strong men that had helped her onboard. All four of them touching themselves through their clothes as they watched. I looked hard, trying to see Shannon, our cute waitress, it looked as if she’d unbuttoned her vest and shirt, and had one hand underneath playing with her own nipple, biting her lip as she never took her eyes off us.
Michele took sincere interest in the four people watching from behind the cameras. She moaned into my skin as she kissed my chest. She looked up at me and sunk to her knees. She immediately unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, the pants fell and pooled at my feet. My rock hard nine inches springing free and nearly hitting her in the face as she giggled. Now I too stood completely naked except for my socks and shoes.
She kissed the tip gently, sucking the precum that was already leaking out for her. Then she opened her mouth and slowly began sliding back and forth, getting the head deeper with each stroke. I looked over at our onlookers, Shannon had one hand rubbing her crotch now, and all three men stroked themselves over their uniform pants.
Michele gathered spit in her mouth, pursed her lips on the tip and slowly took me all the way down. Every inch disappeared into her face until her nose rested on my neatly trimmed pubes. She held perfectly still, holding me, allowing me to enjoy every warm and wet inch of her talents.
“Holy shit!” Shannon exclaimed.
“Fuck me!” One of the men practically yelled.
With a mouth and throat full of my cock, I watched Michele look over at the cameras and people behind them. She began to pump her mouth back and forth on the last inch of the base, fucking me with her face. My hand couldn’t help but slide to the back of her head, wrapping my thumb and index finger around her pony tail, and encourage her further, pushing her head more forcefully down. It was a move she’d practiced on me before, but the gasps we could hear from our voyeurs were nothing short of exciting and encouraging.
She pulled back gasping for breath and looked up at me, her eyes full of tears as the line of saliva stretched from my cock to her lips. She took a deep breath and subtly nodded, letting me know she was ready. My hand grasped her head more forcefully and made her take every inch all the way down, then back so the crown stretched her lips, then back down again. Over and over I did this. My hips pumping as her head became obedient to my demands. I took her mouth deep with every stroke.
“Gulk, gulk, gulk,” came her cries from around my flesh.
“Fuck yes!” A male voice called out.
“Damn,” Shannon wailed.
I watched tears stream down her face as I continued my forceful assault on her tender mouth and throat. Her belly heaved several times as I triggered her gag reflex, but she kept control. She finally pushed on my hips so I could let her up for air.
She gasped for breath as streams of thick, ropey saliva fell from my cock and her lips. They splattered her huge breasts, belly and the deck below. Her face wet with tears, she smiled at me as she gasped several times.
I grasped for her hands and brought her to a standing position, kissing her wet mouth passionately. She tasted like me, ravenously we kissed each other. Our hands roamed over each other’s bodies, I noted the soft skin of the sides of her breasts. Looking over, the three men had unzipped and were stroking their own erections, eyes fixed on Michele. Shannon now had one hand inside her shirt and the other stuffed down her pants, rubbing herself furiously. I could see they were all short of breath, watching us intently as they touched themselves.
Michele got back down on her knees again, she wasn’t done with me. In a repeat performance, this time without my hand’s encouragement, but instead grasping my ass, she impaled her face onto my pulsating mast. The cool air and heat from her mouth felt amazing and she devoured me.
Looking over I saw so familiar figures emerge from the stairs, Cassie and Colt. Someone must have left the chain unlocked, and they’d made their way up here. I wondered if they closed it behind them. Michele continued diligently impaling her face.
Familiar noises filled the air again, “gulk, gulk, gulk,” as Michele worked her craft expertly.
“Damn, y’all started without me!” Cassie exclaimed.
Michele pulled back, smiling, saliva spilling all over herself and the deck, recognizing that voice anywhere. She smiled, looking over, she hadn’t seen the extent of everyone and now our new guests. The four employees, three male and one female masturbating themselves to Michele’s work on me. Now joined by a Cassie and Colt who were no strangers to showing off. Colt wasted no time removing Cassie’s blouse and bra and massaging her breasts as they watched as well.
Cameras clicked, encouragement uttered still, a constant stream of “yes, beautiful!” Or “more, more!” Were heard from both Tim and Jenni as they recorded our steamy sex.
Michele flicked her fingers ‘hello’ to Cassie and Colt, and then turned back towards me and impaled herself again on every inch of my cock. The crowd buzzed for her, whispering and commenting about he talents as they each pleased themselves.
I pulled Michele to her feet again. Stepping out of my shoes and socks quickly, I walked her over to the oval couch. Seating facing out, but a nice padded flat spot on top of the backrests on either side. It was nearly as wide as a twin mattress and a little bit longer. As I laid her down, I kneeled between her legs, getting my first good glimpse of how wet she was. Soaked doesn’t even begin to describe what I saw, her juices were pouring from her, spread over her thighs and now running down her ass as I laid her on her back.
I couldn’t wait a second longer, I pushed those long stocking covered legs back and dove into her beautiful pink pussy. The familiar taste of strawberries coated my tongue as my flicking began to ravage her clit. Now was not the time to take it slow, she wanted things hard and fast, and I would always give her what she wanted.