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As ideas go, I had to admit this was one of my better ones. Spending the day on a rented boat sitting in the ocean just off the beach. Didn't have to get the kids from school until 5 pm and the weather really cooperated for May. Lots of sun, 85 degrees, and no wind. The sea was calm.

"I like your new bathing suit" I told you. I liked it a lot better now that it was in a pile on the floor of the boat. "I can see that" you answered with a smile glancing at my erection. My suit was next to yours on the floor. And as if just looking at you naked out in the sun wasn't enough to put me in that condition, I had been watching you sun bathing for the past 20 minutes while I was driving the boat. And you were enjoying being watched.

You had taken off your suit slowly, almost deliberately, as soon as we were far enough from the beach. And stretched to grab as much sun and ocean air as possible. But I was pretty sure the stretch was meant for more than that. Was it really necessary for you to turn away from me and bend over at the waist to get something from your bag? You sat facing me up by the bow. Head back, eyes closed. Your body absorbing the sun. And my eyes absorbing you. So yeah, I had major wood going on.

"That reminds me" you asked while still eyeing my erection, "I'm hungry. What did we bring to eat?" I can barely stand because 60% of my blood is in my penis, and you want lunch?! "We've got fruit-watermelon, cantaloupe, and honeydew. And ice water."

You popped open the fruit and grabbed a big, pink piece of watermelon. When you bit into it the juice ran down your chin and dripped between your breasts. "Oh my gosh, look how messy I am getting!" you said with a very naughty smile. We continued to eat the fruit, and you let more juice drip onto your breasts and areolas. "Hand me an ice water" you said. Twisting off the top, you took a long drink. "I guess I should wash some of this juice off" and you poured the rest of the ice cold water over your chest. "Oh my god that's cold!" you screamed. Almost immediately your nipples hardened. I watched as the water ran down your body. "Somehow you look cleaner and dirtier at the same time." I said. I walked over, put my hands on your waist, and kissed you firmly on the mouth. Our tongues explored each other's mouth. My cock caught between our bodies.

"Lay down." I told you. You laid down on the raised bow of the boat with a towel under your head, legs spread, expecting something other than what I had planned. "Legs together." And I poured another bottle of ice water over your body. Your entire body tensed with an "Uuuuhhh" inhale. Your nipples were firm and dark pink. But I concentrated on other regions. I raised the bottle and slowly poured more water over your pubic area creating a small pool.

"Very slowly open your legs." The cold water eased into your warmth, passing your lips, and over your anus. I swear I saw steam rise. "Oooohhh" escaped from your mouth. When your legs were slightly parted, I held the water bottle up high and tipped it again. This time pouring the water directly onto your sex. The impacting water must have had the effect I was hoping for as you put your feet on the deck and raised your hips a few inches to meet the water. "Oh that feels good!"

"Sit up and close your eyes" I told you and I poured the water over your head and face. I enjoyed watching the water flow over your cheeks, down your neck and shoulders, and create little waterfalls leaping off your breasts. Your hands slid over your neck and chest, enjoying the feeling of your own wet skin. Pushing you hands aside, I bent down and took your right nipple into my mouth. My tongue swirled around the tip as I sucked hard. My hand pinching the other areola to attention. My lips released its grip but I still flicked at your tit with my tongue. Was it just the cold water that had made them this hard? I stood and raised the bottle to take a drink and felt your fingers wrap around my cock. Your hand moved loosely up and down...up and down...up and down. I was very tempted to let you jerk me off and shoot my cum on your tits. But not today. This was, after all, your bucket list wish, not mine. "Hey" I reminded you "I'm in charge here." You took your hand from my cock. But as you did I took a step toward you causing my cock to brush against your lips. Again, very tempting but instead I pulled you up and pressed my mouth against yours. Still the same great kisser I married all those years ago, I thought. One hand tangled in your wet hair, my other massaged your ass cheeks and lightly explored the valley between. The "Mmmmmm" you emitted vibrated into my mouth, throat, and chest. We kissed long and hard, barely breaking to breathe.

"Your mouth still tastes like watermelon" I said. "Now on your hands and knees so I can taste other places". You descended onto you hands and knees and faced the front of the boat. It was then you saw the other boat. About a hundred yards away. And it sure looked like those were binoculars pointed right at us. I hope they are enjoying this half as much as I am, you thought, and you closed your eyes. My God the things I could have done to you right then. But I am a man of my word. So I knelt behind you, spread your cheeks, and started lightly running my tongue around your rear opening. Still wet from the water bottle but salty too from the ocean spray. And as my tongue probed your back door, my fingers set about finding an opening too. Slowly my fingers slid between your slick lips. Front to back, back to front. It was then I noticed that your hips were rocking against my fingers. And without warning I slid my middle finger into you up to the knuckle. "Oh Fuck!" God I love it when you talk dirty. And I repeated the motion with my finger. And again and again and again. Each time a bit faster and harder. And your hips met each thrust. "Turn over" I whispered in your ear. You quickly lie on you back with your legs spread, knees pointing at the sky. I found my place between your thighs and eased my cock into your waiting pussy. I don't know if it was the sunshine or the salt air but I was up for the task at hand today. I slid my hard cock in and out, over and over and over. Until I pressed deep into you and exploded.

We stayed there a while longer. Fooled around some more and ate more fruit. You told me that you had seen the other boat and it got you off even more. I smacked your ass and called you an exhibitionist. We stayed naked as long as we could for the ride back to the marina. But eventually we had to put our suits back on. At least until we got into the car.


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