An adult stories – The Island Ch. 02 by stawri,stawri I stood in the shower letting the hot water pound against my forehead as I slowly began to feel fully conscious. I was not a morning person and it always took me a while to come around after waking up. I began to be able to formulate thoughts as I slathered shower gel into my closely trimmed hair. Inevitably, my mind drifted back to the shed yesterday with Sarah. I felt myself start to get hard as I recalled the sight of her bent over the quad and the noises she’d made as I’d pushed into her.
I forced my mind onto other things, I’d be seeing her again later on today and I didn’t want to get too excited before then. That said, I had no idea what to expect when I saw her again. She’d certainly sounded as if she was keen for this to continue, but neither of us had spoken to the other since we’d finished in the shed. I didn’t want to message her this morning and seem overly keen – even though I clearly was.
I dried myself off after the shower and checked myself out in the mirror as I got dressed. I had been making a real effort to cut all the junk food from my diet over the last couple of months. The way my abs had started to show now, made me feel as If it was worth it. I finished dressing, took a banana for breakfast and grabbed my helmet and bike lock keys. I was running slightly late as usual, but I rarely left the house when I intended to and I always managed to be ready for the first trip of the day so maybe that really meant that I was on time.
It was another lovely sunny day on the south coast of England as I closed the door to my stairwell behind me. It was still early in the season but if it stayed like this it was going to be a treat – in more ways than one. The journey to work was mostly downhill so I freewheeled the majority of the way through the relatively quiet fishing town. There were a few people about already, mostly locals setting up shops and getting ready for the day. By the middle of summer, the town would be so packed it would be hard to ride the bike through the volume of people absentmindedly stepping out into the road, so for now I enjoyed the peace. I was sure it would pick up in the middle of the day, but that would be nothing compared to the number of people that would be milling around in a couple of months.
I locked the bike up at the top of the harbour and went to get the boat. The harbour itself only had a small sheltered pen, so the boats were kept ashore on trailers overnight. Each morning the boat would get towed 50m from the storage area, down the slipway and launched. Each evening the reverse would happen. It was a bit of a faff launching and recovering the boat by yourself but after a few weeks, I had it carefully choreographed. One positive was that hauling the heavy rib with her twin outboards around meant that trips to the gym were seldom necessary when I was working.
I had about an hour until the first group arrived so I set about fetching the tow truck and getting on with the launch. I worked solidly for forty minutes, for the first time since I’d woken up that morning I wasn’t thinking about what the rest of the day might have in store. As usual, when you are working away on something, the time passed quickly. Other than my usual fight with the trailer’s winch the boat was launched smoothly and I quickly parked the trailer and truck back in the compound.
I carefully climbed around the passenger seats to check the engines and switch on all the boat’s electronics. After seeing that all was well, I lowered the engines and turned them on to warm them up for a few minutes. It’s only a short trip out to the island and we are going fast as soon as we cleared the harbour entrance so it was always best to have given the engines a chance to wake up as well. I checked the log and found I had two trips today, one starting shortly and then another in the early afternoon. It was a shame that it wasn’t just one and staying on the island all day but that still gave me plenty of time.
A short while later the passengers began to arrive. As usual, most were in a good mood, it was a lovely day and most of them were on holiday. I gave them the quick welcome spiel and safety brief – the boat was only half full this early in the season – then I was letting lines go and we were off. I carefully spun the boat in the narrow space and we nosed out through the entrance. The passengers were talking excitedly amongst themselves and once I could see the bay was clear I pushed the RIB up to full speed, thankful for the lack of speed restrictions in this part of Cornwall!
The settled spell in the weather meant the ride out was fast and smooth. The wind flapped my t-shirt against my chest and the sun glinted off the sea enough for me to have my sunglasses on. The only thing for me to pay attention to was the array of lobster pot marker buoys that littered the coast – particularly close inshore near the cliffs.
I fiddled with the radio and double-checked the engine panel as I slowed the boat when we approached the island. I was trying not to pay too much attention but I could already make out two figures standing on the wooden pier. To my great disappointment, I could see another boat also tied alongside the jetty. I hadn’t realised that anyone else was likely to be here today.
I carefully brought the RIB alongside the jetty just behind the other boat. In a similar fashion to the last time I was here, as I closed the dock Dee reached down and hooked the mooring line from the bow. She deftly flicked it over the cleat built into the dock. I nudged the engines astern and did the same at the aft end.
‘Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen…’ I launched into my introductions with my usual well-practiced false enthusiasm, pleased that for whatever reason the other boat crew were not around to add to my feeling of self-consciousness. As always, the guest’s attention was focused outwards on the island rather than paying any attention to what I was saying. I didn’t blame them, I had far more interest in things on this island than what I was saying as well.
Still moving in autopilot I finished my talk and began helping people clamber up onto the jetty, collecting lifejackets back from them as they went. I’d already introduced the girls as part of my initial speech and they took over as soon as the guests were ashore on the dock. I didn’t get a chance to say anything other than professional chat to Sarah and Dee when, to my disappointment, they both walked away with the guests and led them up onto the island.
I was hoping that Sarah was going to be able to slip away the same as she had the last time I was here, but the last thing I wanted was to come across as needy, and she still had her job to do. I set about giving the boat a quick clean and organise. It didn’t seem to matter how many times you went through and organised things, boats just seemed to attract mess. However futile it was I knew that I’d never stop repeating the process. I took a lot of pride in keeping the boat looking as smart as she did. I knew it was one of the reasons the owners had given me the boat to run with such little oversight, they knew they were going to get the job done right. The price of such little oversight was going to quickly pay for itself in other ways.
A few minutes passed before I was distracted by a group of people coming down from further up the beach. I looked up and saw a small cluster of people moving into view, led by Sarah and Dan. I was surprised to feel a small amount of relief in knowing that the reason she had left so quickly with my group was that she was also looking after another one.
Dan called out a hello as the group made their way down the pier to their boat. We’d only met a couple of times so far in the season, but I had no doubt that we’d be seeing a lot of each other over the coming months. I climbed up onto the jetty and shook his hand as he approached.
‘How’s it going?’ I asked.
‘All good.’ He replied, ‘Straight out this morning but it’s the only one of the day – still early in the season.’ I nodded. ‘You busy?’ He asked.
‘Yeah picking up, not flat out yet though. Give it a couple of months and you’ll be begging for a quiet day.’
He laughed as he jumped down onto his boat and started helping his guests back on board. They seemed a happy and able bunch and it didn’t take him long to have them all safely back onto the boat.
‘I’m not out for the next couple of days, but I’m out every one for the next four after so I’ll catch you then.’ He walked to the back of the boat and keyed his engines to life with a soft warble. Sarah had made her way over to his bow line, so I bent down and untied the one at the stern. Dan looked up and gave us a nod, and we both chucked the ropes back onto the deck. He skilfully nudged the nose of the boat against the pier to swing the stern out into deeper water and roll the boat away from the quayside.
Dan’s jet-black boat looked good as it lolled gently in its own wake. He swung her around to point out through the harbour entrance. Sarah waved to the guests and they waved back, thanking her for the tour. Although there would be more wildlife come the height of summer the relaxed pace of things at this time of year meant that the tours were often better and people more content. The boat accelerated slightly as he straightened for the entrance, and a couple of seals lounged in the shallows staring back at the tourists.
The engines of Dan’s RIB disappeared around the corner and out of sight. I heard them throttle up as the boat increased her speed again. Gradually the noise decreased as the boat got further away and the wake I could see left behind in the mouth of the entrance flattened to nothing. I checked my watch, there was only an hour left until the current group I had on the island was due back – that probably meant I only had around twenty minutes until people started arriving back on the jetty. A frustratingly small amount of time – at least I’d make the next shuttles happen in record time.
I sat back down at the bow of the boat with Sarah. ‘So Dan making it out today was a lovely surprise.’ She said. I watched her face carefully but she was giving nothing away.
‘Yeah, good to see him.’ I replied. She remained poker-faced so I figured I had to take a chance to find out what she was thinking. ‘To be honest, I would have been quite happy if he hadn’t made it out today though.’
‘Why’s that?’ She asked, playing along. She was definitely smirking now. I decided to just go for it.
‘Well, I was hoping we could carry on where we left off yesterday.’ She smiled at this and moved across to stand next to me.
‘I was hoping you’d say that.’ She said. She leaned into me, our backs to the water. She cast a glance up the beach, but it was still empty. ‘How long is it going to take you to come back out?’.
‘A couple of hours.’ I said. ‘That’s going to feel like a long time.’
‘You’re telling me – I might start to regret getting too carried away this morning.’
‘What do you mean?’ I asked.
She cast another glance up the beach but it was still empty.
‘Well, I thought if we were going to carry on with where we left off last time I’d need to get myself ready.’ She said.
I had a hopeful suspicion about where this was going. ‘What did you do?’
She smiled and took one of my hands in hers. She leaned forward over the front of the boat so her perfect ass was facing me. She guided my hand onto her ass cheek.
‘Feel.’ She said. I shifted myself forward so I could take one cheek in each hand and I slowly traced my fingers along her beautiful curves. My thumbs traced down the small of her back and between her cheeks. As they traced downwards I could feel something hard poking through her shorts, circular, and a couple of inches across. I immediately knew that my hopes had come true.
I pushed my thumbs firmly onto the butt plug and couldn’t help but smile at the way she moaned, arched her back and squirmed back against me, causing me to push the plug harder.
Instinctively, I raised my hand and slapped her ass. She whimpered and moaned again.
‘Stay still.’ I said, softly but firmly. She whimpered but stopped moving. ‘Good girl.’ I said.
I reached up and took hold of her ponytail with one hand, slightly pulling her head back. My other hand continued to play with the plug, alternating between pushing it and gently pulling it. Each time I moved it I could hear her whimper and feel her tense up as she tried to stay still.
I traced my fingers down past the plug inbetween her legs and firmly rubbed back and forth between her crotch. She flinched again. I withdrew my hand and spanked her ass cheek once more.
‘We don’t have time now, but I’m going to punish you for that later.’ I said.
‘Uhuh’ she replied, nodding her head slowly and causing my grip on her ponytail to pull her head.
I went back to rubbing her crotch and could feel her legs quickly begin to shake with the tension of holding herself still. I started to rub a little faster and firmer and heard her breathing start to quicken as I picked up the pace.
‘Please,’ She said. ‘I need to cum so badly.’ I slowed a little enjoying the sight of this beautiful girl bent over the boat right in front of me. My mind was flicking between enjoying what was happening right now and imagining what I was going to do to her this afternoon.
‘Not yet.’ I said. ‘It doesn’t really seem fair that you get your release when I still have hours to wait.’ She groaned. ‘Besides, good things come to those who wait.’ I slapped her ass one more time and reluctantly stood up. The passengers were going to be back any minute and I didn’t want to be scrabbling around with an erection. She spun around to face me and sat back on the seat. I noticed her wince slightly as her ass met the chair.
‘After you drop the guests here later on, come straight up to our hut.’ She said. ‘I’ll wait for you there.’ I was struggling not to grin like an idiot at the thought of it and I think I just about held it together.
‘Ok.’ I said ‘But make sure that plug doesn’t come out of your ass until I get there.’
She nodded, ‘I will, but hurry I’ll already have been waiting all morning’.’
‘You can guarantee I’m going to be as quick as I can.’ I said. In the distance, I was sure that we could both hear the noise of people stomping back along the paths. She stood up to go. ‘I’m not sure I want to be here when everyone arrives and I am in this state.’ She said.
‘How do you think I feel?’ I replied. ‘You’ve got no idea how hard it is to drive a boat in a straight line with a permanent semi.’ She laughed and climbed off the boat, leaving it gently rocking against the pier.
‘I’m sure you’ll power through.’ She said and walked off down the pier. Looking closely I was sure that I could see the outline of the plug poking out through the tight material of her shorts. I stared until she was at the end of the pier and moved out of sight through the trees. I wondered if I should jump in the water to cool off – I had no idea how I was going to get through the next couple of hours and it was taking all of my willpower to avoid following her up to the hut right now.
I was still contemplating doing exactly that when thankfully, the first couple of guests walked out from through the trees. I forced my mind back to the present, the faster I could get this done the sooner I was going to be back with Sarah. I fired up the engines and forced myself to play with the electronics for long enough that my erection had a chance to drop to a point where it wouldn’t be visible through my jeans.
As the first guests arrived back at the boat I walked up to the side to greet them and help them back on board. There were the usual stories of how interesting the island was and how keen they were to come back, but thankfully they were all on time getting back on board. As soon as everyone sat down I threw the ropes off and carefully backed the boat away from the pier.
The trip back to the mainland, getting everyone off, cleaning the boat and getting all the new guests on dragged every bit as much as I thought that it would. Eventually though, I was guiding the boat back through the entrance to the island and onto the pier. I noted that as promised, there was only one figure stood on the pier waiting for the boat.
Dee tied the boat up and helped all the guests off as usual. I shut the boat down just as she was launching into her introduction to the island. She turned as she was about to lead them off. ‘Have a good afternoon, see you later.’ She called.
‘Cheers.’ I said. I had no idea what she had been told about Sarah’s plans for the afternoon and I didn’t want to know. My plan as always was just to play it innocent until it was proven otherwise.
I tried to busy myself as much as possible making small unnecessary adjustments to the boat until I was certain that the whole group were a long way down the path. I double-checked to make sure no one had forgotten something that they might decide to come back for later. Then I could finally convince myself that there was no need to delay the afternoon’s entertainment any longer. I pulled the keys out of the ignition and stuck them in my pocket before climbing up onto the pier and walking over to the beach.
I retraced my footsteps from the day before, following the path to the shed where the quad was kept. I carried on past it for a short while until I reached the girl’s accommodation hut. I knocked on the front of the weathered old door.
‘It’s open!’ I heard Sarah call from somewhere inside. I pushed the handle and the door was unlatched. I couldn’t help but give one last glance over my shoulder to make sure there was no one around but I didn’t see or hear anyone. I clicked the door closed and Sarah must have heard because she said ‘I’m in here.’ As it clicked.
I walked across the small space that must have made up the majority of the communal living area and through a door leading off to one side of the room. As I opened the door and saw the contents of the room it was all I could do not to burst into a grin. The room itself was pretty small, roughly a square only a few meters in either direction. Dominating the middle of the far wall was a double bed, taking up most of the available floor space. On the bed was Sarah. She was led on her back with her head up on the pillows. She had stripped off since earlier and was now only wearing a simple black bra with a matching thong. From the way her legs were angled, I could see the shiny stainless steel of the butt plug still firmly embedded in her ass.
She smiled at me as I stood, clearly dumbstruck, in the doorway.
‘That did feel like that took a long time.’ She said.
‘Er, yeah – but I already think it’s been worth it.’ I replied. I kicked off my shoes in the doorway and pulled my t-shirt over my head, leaving me standing there in just my jeans. I made my way over to the bed and straddled her hips. Leaning forward I moved down and kissed her, I was euphoric that the thing that I had been imagining for the last twenty-four hours was finally happening. I gently took her lip between my teeth as we kissed. I reached up to take her neck in one hand while the other cupped one of her incredible breasts and my thumb slowly circled her hard, nipples.
My head dipped away from her lips and onto her neck, I carefully kissed my way from her collarbone to her earlobe. Sarah’s hand gripped and ran through my short hair. I could already feel myself rock hard, pushing against her stomach through my jeans. It turned out that she must be able to feel it too because she gripped harder and moaned in my ear.
‘Please, I need you inside me again.’ I was desperate to oblige but also I didn’t want her to think that I had forgotten my promise from earlier.
‘Soon.’ I said, ‘But first I need to make that pretty ass pay for all that squirming this morning.’ She blushed the same colour as I expected her arse to be shortly, but smiled at the same time. I rolled off her, sitting on the edge of the bed with my feet on the floor. Before she could react I took her wrists and pulled her over to me, bending her over my knee. I took hold of her arms and brought them behind her back, pinning them there with one hand and leaving my other free to work on her arse.
She kicked her legs a little and I delivered a short sharp slap to her butt.
‘Be still.’ I said, and she complied.
‘Are you going to spank me?’ She asked in a bratty voice.
‘To remind you who is in charge here.’ I replied.
‘Fuck…’ she said. ‘I might be quite loud.’
‘Well, I have an idea to help with that.’ I said.
I pulled her thong down her legs with my free hand, noting that the material was already soaking.
‘Open your mouth.’ I said. For a minute it looked as if she is going to refuse, but then she slowly parted her lips.
‘Good girl.’ I said, stuffing the panties into her mouth. She murmured something behind the makeshift gag but stayed still.
I traced the entrance to her pussy with my finger and she moaned. Slowly and deliberately I slipped my finger into her soaking cunt, holding her wrists tightly with my other hand. She moaned louder through her panties. I removed my soaking finger from inside of her and made sure she could see me as I stuck my finger in my mouth and sucked on it. ‘You taste fucking incredible.’ I told her.
I readjusted her hips on my thigh and began stroking her ass with my hand. The stainless plug glinted as me and I wondered if the scenario could be any more perfect. Judging by how wet my thigh was getting I think it was safe to assume that Sarah thought the same.
I started very lightly at first, with small slaps to her arse barely making more than a clicking noise. I savoured the incredible sight of it jiggling as my palm made contact. ‘This is just a warm-up.’ I told her as I begin to slap a little harder. Her shoulders dropped and her breathing deepened as I slowly ramped up the intensity of the contact between my hand and her arse. She started making slight whimpering noises as the spanking continued. In between spanks, I let my hand rest against her cheeks. I gently pushed against the silver plug with my thumb, forcing it further inside of her and enjoyed watching her perfectly toned back muscles flex as she arched in response.
Her ass was bright red now, in stunning contrast to the rest of her beautiful milky white skin. Her skin felt hot as the palm of my hand lay against it, I ran my finger between the lips of her pussy and my finger came away even wetter than before.
‘Good girl.’ I said. ‘That’s enough of a warm-up.’
‘Warmup?!’ She replied nervously.
‘Yes, now I’m going to punish you for earlier, but you were very good and still just then, so I’m going to give you ten hard spanks, and you are going to count after each one, ok?’
‘Uhuh.’ she replied, nodding her head, rubbing her cheek against my knee. The sensation caused my cock to strain even harder and I can’t help but slip to thinking about what I was going to do to that mouth in a minute.
‘Ready?’ I asked.
She nodded again.
I swiftly brought my hand back and cracked it down on her right cheek, significantly harder than I had been before. She groaned and flexed her back, wriggling her arse.
‘Fucckkkk.’ she said.
‘Is that a number?’ I asked.
She was silent for a moment. ‘Ten.’ She replied.
‘Good girl.’ I said, ‘Are you ready for another?’
‘Yes.’ She said quietly.
‘Yes, what?’ I asked.
‘Yes please.’
Immediately I brought my hand down again in the same spot. She squirmed underneath me, grinding her clit against my hip as if I wouldn’t notice. I gripped a handful of her arse where I had just struck her to hold her still.
‘Nine.’ She whimpered.
Good girl.
I spanked her again, adjusting my aim slightly lower so I can watch her beautiful butt jiggle as my hand made contact.
‘Eight.’
I slapped her in the same place again, she buried her head in the duvet.
‘Seven.’
Again.
‘Six.’
Slap.
She went rigid and bit the blanket in front of her.
‘Five.’
‘Good girl.’ I said. ‘You can take it.’
She groaned but didn’t say anything else.
Slap.
‘Four.’
Slap.
‘Three.’
Slap.
She buried her face harder into the duvet and screamed.
Slap.
‘Two.’
Slap.
‘One.’
Slap.
She screamed into the duvet again, even with the blanket muffling the sound I was slightly concerned that Dee might hear and come to investigate. I wasn’t sure how she would react to finding Sarah and I in this position.
She stayed where she was, face down in the duvet for some time, as her ass gently shook on my leg. I gently traced my fingers along her curves as her breathing gradually became shallower and returned to normal. After a few minutes, she raised herself up on her elbows and sighs.
‘Fucking hell.’ She said.
She turned around to look at me and I could see her mascara was running down her cheeks. ‘That was fucking incredible.’ She said. She pulled herself up and then straddled my hips facing me with one of her legs on either side of mine.
‘That was intense.’ She said.
I took her cheeks between my hands and pulled her face towards me. We kissed gently, I loved the feeling of her lips against mine. She kissed me harder and then pulled away, sliding off my lap to kneel between my legs. She ran her hands over my jeans, moving up my thighs. She slipped her fingers inside the waistband and moved to unclasp them. I bucked my hips up off the bed so she could pull them off. She tugged down, pulling them and my boxers off in one. My rock-hard erection pinged free from the confines of my underwear and I kicked the jeans off over my feet. She tossed them to the side. The ends of her hair tickled my inner thighs as she bent back between my legs. She reached up and grasped my shaft. I couldn’t help but groan as she took hold of my cock squeezing it gently. She looked up at me and smiled, it was all I could do not to cum there and then.
She raised herself up on her knees and moved further forwards still. The feeling of her warm breath on the head of my cock made my balls tingle, her lips just a few centimetres away from the head. After what felt like an age she opened her mouth and took me slowly inside of her. The feeling as my cock inched into her mouth and back towards her throat was exquisite. She continued to slide her head slowly down until she had swallowed me completely. I marvelled at the sight of her head pushed all the way down, her bottom lip just touching my balls. Suddenly, she moved her head away, gagging slightly and gasping for air. A sliver of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth and her eyes watered as she caught her breath.
‘Do you like that?’ She asked.
‘Who wouldn’t?’ I replied, taking both her cheeks between my hands and kissing her forehead.
‘I want to do more, but your dick feels so big in my throat.’
‘You did very well.’ I said, she nodded.
‘I might need you to help me, with the next bit.’
‘Happily.’ I said.
‘I want you to help me fuck my face. I know I’m going to gag and pull away, but I fucking love it. I just need you to help me take it.’
‘You’re so good.’ I said, ‘I know you can take it.’
She nodded, taking my hands in hers she moved them to the back of her head, before dropping her’s down to her side.
‘Good girl.’ I said, ‘We’ll take it slow to start with.’
She took a breath as I gently guided her head back onto my cock. I guided it slowly down my shaft, roughly keeping pace with what she had done a second ago. I pushed down until her lip, nudged my balls, then I slowly bought her back up to my tip.
‘Good girl.’ I repeated.
She gently swirled her tongue around the head of my cock in response. I groaned and pushed her head back down. She took me all the way to my balls again.
I began to work her head up and down on my shaft, enjoying the slight gagging noise she made as I fully entered her and my dick touched the back of her throat.
I could feel myself getting close but I knew she’d be disappointed if I allowed myself to finish in her mouth without having a chance to fuck. I lifted her chin all the way up and my dick dropped from her mouth. She panted as she regained control of her breath.
‘Good girl.’ I said.
‘You can go harder.’ She said.
‘Fuck.’ I replied.
‘I want you to.’ She said, looking up at me with wide eyes. I knew at that point that I would never be able to refuse.
‘Lie sideways on the bed with your head hanging over the edge.’ I said.
She quickly complied.
I stood up and stepped over her, my legs on either side of her head. I looked down at the subtle curves of her incredible body and my cock throbbed harder. I bent my knees and lowered myself towards her face. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out as far as it would go. How I didn’t cum at the sight of it I didn’t know.
She licked the tip of my cock as I pushed it into her mouth. I slowly started to fuck her mouth with her head hanging upside down over the edge of the bed.
‘This is going to be harder.’ I said.
She murmured her agreement as I slipped further into her. I reached down between her legs to placed my palm across her cunt. I could feel my skin getting wet straight away. I gave her a gentle slap on her pussy that made her knees twinge. I gripped her hips as I thrust my dick further down her throat, harder than before. I could feel her pushing back against me with her head, forcing my cock further down her throat.
I squeezed her hips tighter and began to thrust in and out of her mouth, pushing her head against the mattress at the bottom of each thrust. I could feel her squirming under me but each time I pushed down she’d push back forcing me further into her.
I lifted my hips and my dick slipped out from between her lips. I ran my fingers up and down her cunt again as he gasped for breath. She squirmed and bucked her hips against me, trying to increase the pressure on her clit. I obliged and push down harder, using my free hand to push her hips back onto the bed.
‘Please put your fingers inside me.’ She gasped. I obliged and she moaned as I slipped two fingers into her tight, warm, soaking cunt. ‘… and your dick back in mouth.’ I pushed in quicker this time, simultaneously flexing my fingers inside of her. I thrust into her mouth harder and faster as I continued to fuck her with my fingers.
She moaned louder with each thrust and each contraction of my fingers, the vibrations fizzing down the shaft of my cock. I could tell by the speed that her hips were bucking against me that she was getting close. I looked down and could see strings of saliva streaking down her cheeks as she struggled determinedly to take me further and further down her throat. I could feel my balls tightening as I edged closer to orgasm. I wanted to cum so badly but I was also desperate to fuck her beautiful cunt.
Reluctantly, I pulled my cock from her mouth allowing her to gulp in air. I could tell from her frustrated moan as I pulled my fingers from her soaking pussy that she was at least equally keen to continue as I was, but I was desperate to have my cock deep inside her.
I quickly crawled onto the bed next to her and rolled her over. I pulled her hips up until she was on her knees, but face down with her chest on the bed. The bright stainless plug glinted up at me, embedded in that incredible arse. I grabbed a condom from my discarded jeans as she continued to gasp now that my dick had been removed from her throat.
As soon as I had it on I knelt behind her and was rubbing my dick against her soaking cunt. She arched her back further and pushed her arse higher into the air to give me better access. I didn’t need any further invitation and I pushed straight into her. My fingers had already stretched her out and that, combined with how wet she was meant that I slid balls deep into her straight away. Her warm tight pussy was wrapped perfectly around my cock. I could feel myself pushing against her, and she moaned as I slid fully home. The fact that the plug was still firmly in her ass only added to the sensation that she was being stretched against me.
I reached forward to grip her shoulders and began thrusting into her. I knew that we both needed to cum so badly that I couldn’t delay it any longer. I quickly built up the pace, loving the feeling of my hips slapping against her perfect arse cheeks. Each time she moved slightly the plug changed position and caused exquisite waves of pleasure to run through my dick as it pressured different parts of my shaft inside of her.
Sarah was reduced to more or less continuous moaning now. I noticed that she had slipped a hand back between her legs and was firmly rubbing her clit as she had done when I was fucking her in the quad bike shed the other day.
‘Fuck, I’m going to cum.’ She said.
Hearing her say that pushed me closer to the edge as well.
‘Good girl.’ I said, ‘I want to hear you as you do.’
I was pounding into her now, both of us getting closer to the point of no return. Each time our hips came together I could feel her grinding back equally as hard. She was screaming now.
‘Im cumming, I’m cumming.’ She repeated.
Her legs began to shake as her knees struggled with me driving into her. She fell forward onto the bed and I continued to slide in and out of her as her hips twitched and bucked beneath me. I reached forward and wrapped a hand in her hair pulling her head back, causing her to make even more noise.
‘Oh my god, I can’t take it any more.’ She moaned, her voice reverberating with the shaking of her hips.
‘Good girl, yes you can I’m so close.’
‘I want you to cum on my face.’ She said.
The thought alone was enough to push me over the edge, I could feel my dick throbbing incessantly and my balls beginning to tighten. I quickly pulled out of her soaking cunt, I took hold of her shoulders and rolled her onto her back. She happily complied and I swung my leg over her stomach straddling her, my aching dick flopping between her breasts.
She opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out again. I needed no further encouragement and I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to last anyway.
I pushed forward into her mouth, savouring every second as her warm wet tongue rolled over the head of my cock. I pushed deeper again, edging closer to the back of her throat. I was in the split few seconds where I knew I was fully past the point of no return but hadn’t yet cum. I pulled my cock from her mouth, a loop of saliva dripping from the tip back into her open mouth. I felt my balls tighten again and I groaned as I came over her.
Thick white cum shot from the head of my cock and across her face. My quads flexed as I struggled to keep my balance through the force of my muscles contracting. She stuck her tongue out further as cum dripped from my dick, trying to catch it. Her cheeks and forehead were streaked with semen, and I continued to shake as she used her index finger to wipe the cum from her skin and move it into her mouth. We stayed like that for what felt like some time as I drank in the incredible sight of her laid on her back, her face slicked with my cum.
Gradually my breathing returned to normal. ‘I hope you managed to avoid that going in my hair.’ She said, smiling up at me.
‘Yes.’ I laughed.
‘I don’t want to have to explain to Dee why I chose to take a shower in the middle of our working day.’
‘No. It’s all good.’ I said, moving off of her and reluctantly standing up.
‘What time is it?’ She asked, after a moment. I went to retrieve my phone from my discarded jeans.
‘Almost four.’
‘Shit’ she said. ‘That passed a bit faster than I expected, you’d better get going.’ I continued to steal glances at her perfect naked body as I quickly gathered my clothes together and pulled them back on. If I left now I’d still be back a good few minutes before the guests. The last thing I wanted was for the group to have come back early and catch me slinking back afterwards trying to look innocent.
‘I’m not out tomorrow…’ I said, regretfully.
‘I know. I checked.’ She said, I was pleased to note she seemed similarly mournful. ‘It’ll be a slow day, but you are the next…’
‘I’m looking forward to it already.’ I said, stamping my feet back into my trainers. I turned for the door. ‘I’d better head back, so see you then…’. She pulled herself up into a sitting position.
‘Yeah I need to get myself cleaned up before Dee comes back up here – see you then.’
I smiled at her one more time before walking back through the living room of the cottage and out of the front door.
I felt semi-trance-like as I left the cottage and walked back along the dirt woodland path towards the boat landings. I couldn’t quite believe this afternoon had happened. It was even better than I had dared to allow myself to imagine that it might be. I loved how this summer was shaping up to be… I felt no small sense of relief as I made my way through the tree line to find the beach and the jetty completely deserted. I had no idea how close Sarah and Dee were, but I was fairly sure that Dee must have an inkling of an idea that something was going on. Not that I minded her knowing, but I definitely wanted to avoid any awkward jokes in front of guests.
I climbed back on board the boat and sat down somewhat gingerly in the skipper’s seat. My balls still ached from the strength of that last orgasm. The inlet was flat-calm now. The surface of the water contained barely more than ripples and there was only a gentle undulating swell causing a slight rushing noise as the water passed over the shingle beach every few seconds.
I had no idea where this was going with Sarah. It was always a terrible idea to get involved with people you had to work with, but we were a long way past that caution by now. I was somewhat excited and nervous in equal measure about the prospect of keeping this up for the entire summer – but as usual, there was no point concerning myself with what-ifs for the future, it was purely time to enjoy the now. So far the now was proving to be particularly enjoyable.
I heard the clink of binoculars and cameras knocking against backpacks as people walked through the forest before I heard the murmured voices of their owners. All the guests looked happy and smiling as they filed themselves along the pier and made their way out towards the boat. Dee led the way, chatting animatedly with the couple at the head of the line. As they closed the boat I stood up to greet them and pass out the lifejackets.
‘How was your afternoon?’ Dee asked as I passed jackets up to her. I was sure I could only be imagining the slight knowing tone of her voice.
‘Fine thanks.’ I said, smiling up at her. ‘How was the tour?’
‘Oh, we saw plenty.’ She said.
I passed the rest of the jackets up to her and she made her way around the group helping people put them on. One at a time they stepped down into the boat and took their seats, still chatting amongst themselves. I made my way back to the wheel and keyed the ignitions, both engines starting on the first crank and purring into life.
‘Are you out tomorrow?’ Dee asked.
‘Not tomorrow, but the next day.’ I replied.
‘Good, look forward to it.’ She said, as she untied the ropes and passed them back into the boat. I tapped the engines ahead and astern to turn the boat short around by the pier. Dee stayed smiling and waving as we spun and I poked the boat out of the harbour. I was sure that I was just imagining any stilted tones to our conversation, she was probably just wondering why I’d spent the best part of a couple of hours killing time on the boat when I could have been wandering around the island. I had no doubt Sarah would fill her in at some point, but I couldn’t see her having a problem with that. I was probably just overthinking as usual. We coasted gently through the harbour entrance where a few seals lounged in the shallows, just their heads and bellies breaking the surface of the water. I smoothly brought the throttles forward and the engines revved up until the boat found her cruising speed. I was already looking forward to the next time I’d be back.