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Continued
We ended up in a 69 position on the deck, mouth fucking each other with all of our unleashed energy. As she would bring her head down and swallow nearly all of my cock, I would press my lips and tongue deeper into her pussy, grabbing the cheeks of her ass so that she couldn't escape my attention. It was easy to see that we were both building up to an orgasm, the increasing intensity of our moans and cries being muffled as we buried our faces in each other's crotch.
"Oh, God!" she called out loudly. "I don't want to come yet!"
She rose up and turned around to introduce her sweet tight pussy down to my stiff cock standing tall in the moonlight. Lauren slowly eased herself down onto me. It took no extra manipulation to fit me entirely inside her on the first stroke. She paused with her pussy fully impaled on my cock to position her legs, and then sat up and began moving up and down. She bounced up just enough to keep me inside her and yet enjoy the full length.
As she settled into a steady slow rhythm, I just lay back, unmindful of the firm decking and only reveling in the sight of this lean athletic young woman humping every inch of my throbbing cock. Her firm round breasts bobbed in the moonlight as I reached up to toy with the nipples. I tweaked and squeezed them and lifted my mouth up to lick and kiss them. She leaned back and began fucking me at a faster pace, her breathing becoming more frantic. At one point, it felt as if only her twat and my cock were touching, which seemed to heighten the sensation tremendously. She leaned forward to lay atop me, her round little tits rubbing my chest, her brown hair cascading onto my shoulder. As she neared another climax, she began to nibble at my ear, licking inside it and nibbling on the lobe. Then as her orgasm hit full stride, she bit me on the shoulder, not just a nibbling little love bite, but a full jaw bite. I stiffened up from the sharp little pain and grabbed her by the shoulders. Her eyes were glazed over with the passion of the moment.
I rolled her over onto her back without letting my cock exit her sopping wet twat. She lay back on the deck, her arms over her head, her soft brown hair spread over the deck. I picked her up by the hips and pulled her to me as I rose up to my knees. At first she tried wrapping her legs about my waist, but then lifted them up and hooked her feet behind my neck. Just as she had begun slowly so did I, though it didn't take long before we were humping furiously. She clutched at my arms, at my legs, at my hips--whatever she could reach--and pulled me closer to her. I shifted my position to make sure that her clit rubbed against my cock with each stroke, which made her wild, calling out my name.
"Johnny, Johnny, Johnny!" she cried. "Oh, fuck me Johnny! Oh, fuck me!"
She was finally able to reach up and grab onto my shoulders to pull herself up. When she lowered her legs down it put her in my lap. She hugged her arms around me.
"Oh, Johnny!" she said breathing heavily. "Let me get my breath, okay?"
I just held her closely, kneeling on my haunches, kissing her tenderly, her sweet pussy still swallowing up my rigid cock. I rose up and moved closer to the seat cushions. She obviously wanted to keep my cock inside of her and as I set her down, she sort of spun around and got into a hands and knees position in front of me. Kneeling on the cushions with her hands on the railing, her ass was at the perfect height for me to take her from the rear.
"This is my favorite position," she said, as we began to fuck again, slowly. "Oh, yeah! Baby!"
With my hands resting on her trim hips, the cheeks of her ass smacking against my belly, my cock slipping in and out of her willing pussy, we were on the rear desk of the yacht, screwing in the moonlight. It was well past midnight and there may have been a few others tied up at the marina that could have easily looked over to see us having some terrific sex, but that didn't matter to us. Her boyfriend and my wife were of no concern with these waves of sensation pouring over us. After all the weeks of flirting and teasing, we were finally working out our passion and what a glorious feeling it was. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled as I tucked my hands around to cup her breasts.
"Oh. God, Johnny!" she sand out. "This feels so good, I don't want it to end!"
"Let's not think about that," I said keeping pace. "Let's just enjoy this!"
We must have spent several minutes in this wonderful fucking position. I began to give her some more pronounced strokes, slowly pulling my cock out almost all of the way and then slipping it hard back inside her. She began to moan loudly and submit to the pleasure sweeping over her body. I banged her so hard that she fell against the railing.
"Are you coming?" she asked frantically as a series of orgasm came over her.
"Almost, Baby!" I said feeling a familiar tide begin to well up deep inside me.
"Don't come inside me," she said. "I want to see it. I've never seen it come out."
"Well get ready, Baby, cause here it comes!" I said pulling my cock out of her wet pussy.
She turned around and sat forward on the cushions and reached for my cock that was ready to erupt. I didn't have to stroke myself when she took over the task, rubbing my cock up and down as firmly as her tight little pussy had moments earlier. With another stroke or two she brought the first spurt out of me. Her tight grip on me squeezed the first blast out high over her head, which made her eyes pop wide open and made her laugh. The next strokes brought a strong stream right into her face, splashing over her nose and running down to her open mouth. She took me into her mouth to let the rest of my cum shoot inside her mouth. As the last blasts melted away, I sat down onto the cushions as she sucked me dry and swallowed the whole load.
"Oh, my God!" she said with a beaming smile spreading over her face as she gently stroked me. "I feel so nasty doing this, like some sort of slut!"
"You are not a slut, Lauren," I said bringing her mouth up to mine for a kiss. "Liking sex doesn't make you a slut."
"I know," she said rubbing the drops of cum that had splashed on her cheeks and neck and breasts into her skin. "But I just love this feeling. I feel so much a part of you."
We sat together intertwined on the seat cushions for the longest while giving each other little kisses and caresses. Finally she broke the silence.
"Has there been anyone else besides me?" she asked looking back and up into my eyes.
"Does that matter?"
"No, I guess. Not really."
"It sounds like it does, so yes there have been a couple of others, but believe me, you are the best I have ever had. I feel like I want to fuck you any where, any time, any place you want."
She snuggled back inside my arms.
"I know," she replied. "It feels nice, but sort of creepy. I mean, it's not like anything can come out of this other than some terrific sex."
"I don't know the future."
"But I mean it's not like we're going to fall in love or anything."
"What do you mean, Lauren?"
"I don't know," she said, sitting more upright. "Maybe the thought occurs to me that we can be together, that things can work out."
"Lauren, Lauren, Lauren," I said, pulling her back into my arms. "You are so young, let's not be foolish too. What we shared tonight was very special. I love being her with you right now. Who really knows where we will be when tomorrow ends? I'd like to enjoy the sights and sounds and feelings all around us right now."
I pulled her back into the circle of my arms.
"Johnny, when you said you loved being with me, does that mean you love me?"
"Oh, you are a sly one, aren't you?" I said, squeezing her tightly. "I couldn't have been here tonight with you unless there was some sort of deeper feeling. This felt more like making love than having terrific sex to me."
"I know," she said. "Same here. So do you want to do it again?"
"Again?" I said startled by her invitation. "Again? Well, again is one of my favorite words. I don't know."
Her hand settled onto my cock and stroked it gently, nursing it back into a semi-erect stance.
"This feels like a yes to me," she said turning around.
For the next hour we pleasured each other in as many positions as we could think of, taking only a few moments breather before starting back up. We finally collapsed on the deck, Lauren flat on her belly and me on top of her, my cock spurting cum into her wet tired pussy. We pushed ourselves up from the deck and sat together for a moment.
"Wow, you are something else," I said, catching my breath.
"Ditto," she replied. "I'm so sweaty and sticky I need to clean up before I sleep."
"How about a midnight swim?" I suggested.
"All right," she said, getting up and leading the way over to the ladder.
We climbed down and stepped off into the cool lake water. It felt good and refreshing to dive down and rinse off the sweat from our lovemaking. We kissed and wrestled and played around a bit before climbing back up to dry off. We ended up in my cabin curled up together until we felt the lurch of the ship pulling away around noon. Suzy and Cindy were in the dining room having a bite to eat when we finally made it topside.
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