Fireworks from the Boat

Fireworks from the Boat

"I am not getting in that damned thing" Sarah eyed the small fishing boat, it's sides covered in rust and grime.

Randy stared at her.

With a sigh Sarah threw one leg over the side of the boat and climbed in. "If this thing sinks I am never talking to you again."

Randy watched her, those beautiful globes of pink flesh, heaved with her movement, pressing her unbound nipples against the thin material of her t-shirt.

"Why can't we watch the fireworks from the beach?"

The first flash of color exploded in the sky as Randy cut the engine and moved closer to her. "Hush your mumbling; kiss me."

Sarah relaxed into him as his lips met hers. When his tongue coaxed her mouth open, one hand passing over the hardening bud of skin beneath her shirt, she quivered before burying her hand in the hair at the nape of his neck.

Goosebumps rose along Sarah's skin as Randy rolled her nipple between his fingers, his tongue probing hers in invitation.

The sudden warmth of her hand cupping him through the lightweight material of his shorts made him pause, hardening, he tilted his hips, giving her full access.

She ran her hand slowly across the material, the feather-light touch setting him afire as she teased him. She gave a gentle tug to the string holding his pants up, only to release it and caress him again before repeating the motion.

Frustration built. Randy was ready to have his cock resting naked in her hand. He tore his mouth from hers, ripping the front of her shirt open, popping buttons over the sides of the boat as he buried his face in the vee between her full breasts.

She arched her back, willing him to take her aching nipples into his mouth. When the warmth of his mouth closed around her, suckling gently before nipping, she moaned softly, finally releasing him from the restraining confines of his shorts.

Randy threw his head back as she took his hard length into her hand and stroked him from head to sac.

He dropped his hands to her hips, tucking his thumbs beneath the elastic band holding her shorts up. With one movement, he removed the remainder of her clothes and tussled her onto her back in the bottom of the boat.

She tensed as the boat rocked beneath them. He grinned down at her as the rocking calmed.

Reaching between them, she set him at the entrance of her wet sheath. When he hesitated she bucked her hips, enveloping him in the heat of her need.

His chest contracted as she surrounded him, her warm honey coating his dick and the walls of her sex gently squeezing him, pulling him deeper into Nirvana. With a growl of pleasure he buried himself within her.

His name, a cry of surprise and fulfillment, was lost in the explosions of light and color above them. He slowly extracted himself and thrust back inside in one smooth motion while sliding one slick finger into her second tight, puckered entrance.

She rose to meet him, thrust for thrust, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pounded into her. Her fingernails raked down his back as she trembled, her muscles tightening around him. He thrust twice more, biting into her slender shoulder as his cock danced within her and her juices flowed over him in a sudden fountain of warmth before retracting himself and replacing his finger with his cock at the entrance of her anus.

He kissed her gently as he eased himself into her, watching her eyes widen as he filled her. He choked on a moan as the tightness of her ass surrounded him before he was able to move.

His thrusts were gentler until in a sudden frenzy, he slammed himself into her to the hilt and spilt his seed.

She smiled up at him, her eyes reflecting the finale of fireworks as she tried to catch her breath. "I thought you were bringing me out here to watch the fireworks?"

He shook his head, "Nope, thought we'd make our own."
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