LOGINShe'd pull forward and back, slipping along my swollen member. Each time tempting fate and coming dangerously close to penetration. Our bodies were like fire. Our secrets now revealed as we slipped together over and over. Humping into me, bringing her sex right to the tip, the slipping away in a forbidden tease. Over and over again, each time the head of my cock would part her velvety folds desperately seeking entrance.Then, finally, I could take no more. As she slipped back, her wetness opening to me, I grabbed onto her hips and held firm not allowing any retreat. Her eyes went wide, her face red with passion as she looked at me with fear and desire. Her pussy gently caressing the tip of my cock. Kissing it ever so slightly.As the boat rocked, so did we. Her wait shifted again but I held her firmly allowing her only one direction to move. Slowly, gently, she began to slip down my cock with the motion of the ocean aiding the way.A loud moan erupted from both of us as she bottomed o
She gasped again, pressing down harder. My fingers on her waist kneaded her as I began to work my mouth along her shoulders, to the base of her neck, then slowly up the stretch to her jaw line. Stray strands of hair still held the slightest scent of an herbal shampoo."Oh this is so bad. This is sooooo bad," she purred yet pushed down harder with every kiss.I could feel a tiny earring press against my cheek. I turned my head slightly, nuzzling into her. My hot, panting breath now on her ear. If she was anything like me, this would be a spot. My lips parted, and wrapped around her soft lobe."Oh!" she whimpered pressing down on me as I tasted the metallic ring. My teeth closed down gently, nibbling on her ear. She felt like electricity.I pushed against her still as she slid on me aided by the ever moving ocean. Our bodies panting, heavy with desire and want. Our movements were deliberate. And then, everything shifted.Through the humming of the engine, the panting of our breath, and
I heard her snort some sort of laugh or comment then the clink of a bottle falling into the trash. Her footsteps traveled across the room, the soft thuds vibrating through my feet. Next came the clunking thump of the door being pulled tightly into place. And then it was as if everything suddenly became... lighter.Dad wasn't kidding. With a quick look outside I could see the waves had grown to 10 foot rolling beasts. For a boat our size, we could easily get tossed about. A lot of boats out there try to make it easier on their occupants by having seat belts, but this can be a hazard in the end if the ship goes under and you're still strapped to. This particular boat had them installed, yet my father removed them from all the seats save one. Mine.Mom was braised securely in the doorway trying what she could to hold herself up, straining in effort. I knew what I should do and quickly strapped my belt on. She watched me intently as if knowing my intentions."Mom!" I said opening my arms
Mom, son, a yacht, a storm. Accidents happen.Enjoy..****Two hours ago, it was a good day.I was with my parents out for a weekend of scuba diving and sun tanning off the coast of Catalina. A much needed weekend of relaxation brought to us through spontaneous means (my pops had cracked a screw and instead of a sports car for his mid-life crisis, he bought a rather big yacht). And so we'd been enjoying the sun after a nice afternoon dive. Armed with margaritas and not a care in the world. That is what I call blissful.Thirty minutes ago, we received the warning.Any good sailor knows to check the weather reports before embarking on a trip, and in honesty, we did. There was going to be a slight storm some fifty miles from us, but given our location, the worst we would see would be some graying clouds overhead and a little chop from the waves. We were wrong.The storm had shifted and the ocean was soon to pick up its ancient fury. We had to haul ass to out run the incoming waves, and d
"Yup. And two years after." Aaron cleared his throat. "Well, we split because I told her I didn't love her anymore, but to be honest I started to get freaked out.""Why's that? Commitment?""No. Actually it was because I realized that everything she did, said, and even how she looked all reminded me of you." Claire lifted her head, smiling."Lucy?""Yeah.""Lucy Esperanza?""That's the one."Claire looked off into space, remembering. "I don't see it.""Doesn't matter. I did and it freaked me out.""So you just left her? That poor girl.""It's cool." Aaron shrugged. "She's married now with kids. Lives somewhere upstate, I think."Claire snuggled up into her son with renewed giddiness. "So you've had the hots for me since high school?"Aaron nodded. "Looks like it."Claire let her hand drift south, her fingers caressing her son's deflated penis."So now that you've had your taste, any complaints?" She teased as she gently squeezed the crown. She could feel blood begin to flow back."Non
Aaron was quick to comply as he rammed into her, holding her hips for a good thrust. One after another he plowed; their skins clapped together mixing with "Ah-Ah-Ah!" from his mother with every stroke. Their lust was completely primal.She held him like a vise as he slide in and out of her channel. He grabbed her ass; kneading the muscle as he plunged into her depths. His eyes roamed over her once again. From her round, firm ass she kept pressing back into him, to her flexed shoulders glistening with a line of sweat running between her blades. He held her hips, digging his fingers deep into her skin.Claire felt his touch sliding along her body, relishing it for all its worth: the way the coarseness of his finger tips rubbed against her; how his hand shoved against her muscles with every thrust of his body. It was exhilarating in a most forbidden way. So naughty; so very dirty, and she loved every minute of it.His hand began to withdraw. "No!" she panted, reaching out and grabbing it







