Cyrus' New Zealand Adventure Ch. 04

"Aaaaahhhh yesssss.... Yessss Cyrus... just like that.... give it to me... harder... fuck me now!" She moaned and pulsated her pussy as he began to plunge in and out of her. The slight upward angle made his cock brush her g-spot each time it slid in and out, intensifying her senses.

"Huuuuhhh.... Oohhh yaaaaa... that's it baby... that's what I want.... Give it to me!" She continued to scream. He held on to her hips and began to slam in and out of her, his balls slapping her ass each time he thrust forward. "Yesss... yessss... yessss... ohhhh yessss.... That's it."

Michelle used one hand to keep balance and moved her other hand to play with her swaying breasts. She cupped her right breast and began to gently knead the spongy flesh, tweaking her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Cyrus reached around her and began to rub her clit, pressing and rubbing in sync with his thrusts. It almost sounded like his thrust were coordinated with each wave that lapped against the side of the boat.

"Ohhh yess baby.... Rub it... harder... harder... yaa.. yaa... yaa... yaaa... yaaa!" She moaned in sync with his pounding. "I'm..... going... to.... Come! Yesss... yessss...Im coming!" She screamed as she held the railing tight. Her body stiffened, and her pussy clenched his shaft as her orgasm blasted inside her. "Yyeesssssssss.... Ohhhhh fffuuuuccckkk yessss baby..... mmmmmmm... yaaaa!" She came in short and hard waves.

As her orgasm subsided, Cyrus pulled out of her and turned her around. She sat on the seat and spread her legs as Cyrus kneeled in front of her. The height of the low seat was just perfect for Cyrus' glistening cock to slide right into her waiting pussy. He held her ankles and lifted her legs up, placing them against his shoulders and pushed forward, penetrating her once again.

She lifted her hands to play with her breasts and nipples, staring into his eyes as he fucked her. "Mmmmm.... Yesss Cyrus.... Yesss... ohhh yesss... right there... it feels sooooo gooood!"

He pumped faster and faster, his orgasm boiling inside him, ready to shoot his load deep inside her. He thrust forward, deep and hard, pushing his pelvis against hers, as Michelle began to flex her pussy muscles again, squeezing his shaft each time he entered her.

"Ohhhh ffuuucck Michelle.... Yessss.... Yessss.... I love that!" He moaned as he threw his head back. "Ohhh.... Fuuucckkk.... Uhhhh. I'mmm.... Cooomiing!" He couldn't control it anymore as he buried his cock deep inside her and began to shoot his load.

Cyrus' warm come and pulsating cock triggered a small orgasm in Michelle, as Cyrus unloaded every drop inside her.

"Uhhhhmmmm... uhhhhhmmmm... aaaaahhhhh yaaaa baby.... Uhhhhmmmm!" She moaned with her eyes closed, as her orgasm passed and Cyrus fell forward on her chest. She lowered her legs, wrapped them around him and ran her hands up and down his back as his head rested between her boobs.

"That was amazing Cyrus. I really needed a nice thick cock inside me. It had been such a long time."

"You were amazing Michelle. I can't get over what you do with your pussy." He stood up and stared down at her gorgeous body, withdrawing his flaccid cock.

"I'm thirsty." Michelle stood up and poured them both another glass of wine. After draining their third bottle and having another cigarette, they finally decided they had had enough and went bellow.

"I think one bedroom is sufficient for the both of us." She smiled as she pulled him into the master bedroom of the boat. They climbed into bed and got under the covers, still completely naked. Michelle rested her head on his chest as Cyrus lay on his back, pondering over the trip so far and what had happened just now.

He still couldn't believe his luck at how his trip had begun. He was in a fabulous country, with extraordinary outdoors, and had already had three extremely stimulating and torrid affairs with three gorgeous women. And if this was any indication of what lay ahead, he thought, he was going to be one lucky and happy man. He certainly knew the next couple of nights were going to be incredible. He was also feeling so much less tension and stress from his life he had left behind, but of course, still thought about Priya and missed her.

The next morning, Cyrus was stirred by the shrill noise of some seagulls cawing around upstairs. He opened his eyes and found Michelle curled up next to him, still fast asleep. He eased out of bed to put a pot of coffee to brew before going to the bathroom. The aroma of the coffee filled the cabin and woke up Michelle. She stretched her lithe body and crawled out of bed.

"Morning." She called out.

"Morning." He replied from the bathroom. "Slept well?"

"Totally. Wish we could sleep some more."

"I know. I've put some coffee to brew."

"Mmmm... I know. The aroma woke me up." She waited for him to get out.

"What's the time?" He said as he slid open the bathroom door. Michelle looked adorable, completely groggy and hair a little disheveled, standing completely naked in front of him.

"7:30. We should get going soon."

"Ok, I'll get some breakfast out."

"Ok, I'll see you on deck in a couple of minutes." She disappeared into the bathroom as Cyrus poured himself a mug of coffee and set the table with some milk, cereal and fruits. They ate on the deck, under the sun with a light breeze blowing in the cool morning.

"So where to captain?"

"Whangamumu sailor." She giggled, smacking his bare ass as she went down for a quick shower. "We need to reach there by nightfall. Will take you to some lovely placed along the way." She called out before slipping into the bathroom.

After her shower, Cyrus helped Michelle with the anchor. Once it was stowed away, Michelle got into the cabin, started the engine, and slowly made her way out of the cove. Cyrus took the time to apply some sun block and relax on the deck with his book. They had a couple of hours before they would stop at a special place Michelle had in mind.

In about half an hour, they were back in open sea when Michelle switched off the engine, opened up the main sail and let the boat glide in complete silence.

"You want me to show you a few things about sailing?"

"Ya, that would be great." He said as he laid down his book and stood up.

She taught Cyrus some basic sailing terminology before showing him the mechanics on the boat. The wind was not too strong, and easy enough for Cyrus to pick up a few tips. A little before noon, they reached a small, uninhabited island, which had a small beach tucked behind a cove.

"We should stop here for a swim. You can take some nice photographs as well. Hardly anyone ever comes out here." Michelle rolled up the sail, went back into the cabin and turned the engine back on. She slowly steered the boat towards the beach and dropped anchored a short way away so the boat wouldn't hit any rocks. They lowered a raft into the water, jumped in and rowed up to the shore.

The water was calm and Cyrus could see the seabed through the shallow, crystal clear water. They stepped out onto the soft and pure white sand beach that surrounded an island, lush green and dense. It was a paradise of sorts, with the soothing sound of water lapping the shore and nothing else.

"Why don't you walk around, it's not too large. I'm going to lie on the beach for a while." Michelle said as she spread out a towel.

The island was tiny, and as Cyrus made his way around, clicking several interesting pictures, in a half hour, he found himself back where he started. Michelle was lying on a towel, completely naked, getting some sun. He quietly snuck up behind her kneeled near her head to take a picture of her beautiful body, her cute breasts and the brilliant blue sea as a backdrop. As he clicked, the sound startled Michelle as she bolted up.

"What the.... Cyrus! You cheeky bastard!" She laughed. "You better not publicize that one." She stood up and came after him.

He laughed and ran, "Of course not. It's solely for my private viewing pleasure."

"You dirty fucker." She screamed.

"Well, if you don't want me to keep it, come and get it."

They chased each other around until Cyrus came back to the towel and fell down on to it. He lay on his back and Michelle straddled him, sitting on his chest, with her pussy just inches from his face. He had a spectacular view of her boobs from below, and he had to reach up and give them a gently squeeze.

"Mmmm... just can't get enough of them can you?"

"Never." He said as he continued to massage them and play with her erect nipples. Michelle began to moan softly, enjoying the feeling. Feeling aroused, she began to slowly move back and forth, grinding her pussy against Cyrus' chest, rubbing her clit against his firm torso.

"Mmmmm... uhhhmmm....aaaahhh...mmmmmm." She moaned softly, moving up to straddle his face. Cyrus immediately ran his tongue up and down her slit, letting the tip part her labia and caress her inner folds. He continued to massage her boobs as she parted her lips with her fingers, allowing his tongue to enter and twirl around her wet folds, grazing her clit.

"Ohhh fuuucckk Cyruss.... Yesss baby.... Yessss... that's it.... Mmmmm!" She moaned. "Uhhhhmmmm.... Yaaaaaaa.... Yaaa.... Yaaa." Her feverish desire to feel his cock in her was the only thing that prompted her to sit up from his lapping tongue.

She moved down his body and kneeled in front of, sliding his swimming trunks off in one fluid motion. His throbbing cock sprung free and pointed straight up as she took it in her palm. Stroking it a few times, she took his head between her lips and sucked, sliding lower down its length merely to lubricate it with her saliva. The only thing she was interested in at that point was letting his cock bury itself deep in her folds. Sitting up, she placed her legs flat on the towel, and squatted over his cock. Holding the shaft, the rubbed his head up and down the slit a few time before popping into her tight opening. Lowering herself, she let inch after inch disappear into her in one easy motion, till her firm ass pressed against his groin. Once again feeling the sensation of being filled up, she let out a loud moan,

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Throwing her head up and continuing to moan with intense satisfaction. "Aaaaahhh fucccckkkkk... yesssssss.... Yaaa... yaaa... yaa! Ohhh yaaaaa!"

Cyrus closed his eyes and quietly moaned, feeling the potency of her pussy around his shaft, as she instantly began to flex her pussy muscles around his cock. "Mmmm... uhhhhhmmm... yesss Michelle... yess... that feels soooo good!"

She leaned back and placed her hands on his thighs, pushing up his shaft before slamming back down. Using all the strength in her arms and legs, she pushed up and down, gliding her vice like pussy up and down his cock, letting his girth fill her up nicely. Her lustrous blonde hair fluttered in the breeze, as she tilted her head a little back to get it out of her face. Their lusty and seductive moans now filled the otherwise serene island, overpowering the calm lapping of the waves.

"Uhhhhh... yaaaa... aaaahhh...aaaahhhh... yaaaaa... yaaaaa... yaaa...aaaahhhhh ffuccck!" She moaned, as she shifted positions, placing her knees on the towel and leaning forward with her hands on his chest. Pushing her body down, she engulfed his cock deep in her, and began grinding her pelvis back and forth on his lap. Her engorged clit brushed against his skin as she glided on him, his thick cock clenched between her muscles.

"Ohhhhhh fffucccckkk yesssss...... hhhhuuuhhhh yaaaaa.... Uhhhhhh yaaaaaa... ffucccckkk yaaaa!" She began to scream as her orgasm was quickly building. The friction of her clit grazing against Cyrus' body was driving her wild, her pussy muscles pulsating around his cock.

"Yesss...yesss...yessss...yessss...ohhhh.. yaaa... yaaaaa... yaaa fuccck.... Cyrus... Im... commmm!" She yelled as she stopped moving and pushed her body down onto him.

"Ohhhhhhh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!" She screamed loudly and freely. "Fffffuuuucccckkk yaaaaaaaa.... Ohhhh yaaaa.... Mmmmm!" She came hard, her nectar flowing along his shaft and leaking from her pussy.

As her orgasm subsided she once again began to bounce up and down, faster and faster, quickly bringing Cyrus to the edge. "Ohhh yaaa... come on baby... give it to me.... Come in me.... Yesss... come on!" She slammed down harder and harder, taking Cyrus to the brink.

"Mmmm yaaa... ohhh yaaa... yesss... yesss.... Uuhhh ya... faster baby.. faster... I'm nearly there!" He urged, as he reached up and cupped her boobs, closing his eyes as intense waves of pleasure were now building deep within him. She squeezed her muscles again, knowing that would finally push him over the edge.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhh..... Yesss... Im coming.... Im coming.... Yess... here it is." He moaned, lifting his ass off the towel as he bucked his hips and began to spurt his load deep inside her. She used her pussy muscles to squeeze every drop out of him before falling forward onto his chest. They lay under the sun, catching their breath, letting the breeze cool their fiery bodies.

As his cock began to soften, she lifted her ass up, letting it slip out. Her pussy dripped with their nectar as she stood up and walked to the water to wash up. "Oh fuck that felt good baby."

"And out here. Paradise. Oh fuck.... that felt good." He said, standing up and jumping into the water to wash up. They changed back into whatever little clothing they had on before, got into the raft and rowed back to the boat.

They tied the raft up, climbed up the ladder, and lifted the anchor as they prepared to sail out again. Michelle steered out of the cove and sailed northeast, towards another peninsula. They had to reach the town of Whangamumu by nightfall, and decided to slowly sail along, enjoying the scenery. Cyrus learnt a few more things about sailing, as they chatted a lot about India, the history and culture, the positives and negatives.

Making a few more stops at some beaches and coves, they eventually reached near the town before 5:30. As expected, there were just a few boats parked in the harbor, and hardly any activity.

Michelle stopped the boat and dropped anchor somewhat further out into the harbor and stepped out onto the deck. "Little earlier than expected. We have a couple of options." She said as she sat by his side. "We can go for a walk on the Whangamumu track, up that hill over there," pointing towards the small hill behind the little village, "and see a spectacular view of both sides. Or we could just hang out here, swim, relax, do whatever. I recommend at night we camp on the beach in some tents. It should be fun."

"Well, since there's light out for a while, let's do it all." He said enthusiastically.

"You're going to kill me." She laughed

He ran his hands up and down her thigh, "Oh come on. It'll be fun. We'll do a short walk, swim a bit then camp on the beach."

"Ok sir, whatever the guest wants."

So they got back into their raft and made their way to the shore. They tied the raft to a tree close to the water's edge, and walked towards the track. After 45 minutes and an easy hike up, they had reached the top, and Cyrus was speechless. On one side, he could see down to the harbor where they had anchored their boat, with views of clear blue water, and a vast expanse of ocean beyond. On the other side, Michelle told him they were looking at Parekura Bay, near where they would drop anchor the next day. He sat on a rock enjoying the views and taking a lot of photographs. The sun was dipping on the Parekura Bay side, creating a dramatic sky of shades of pink and orange.

"We better head back before it gets too dark. We still need to get our stuff from the boat." Michelle said as she began walking down the path. The walk down was a lot easier and in 30 minutes they reached the beach. They untied the raft and rowed back to the boat to get the tent, some food supplies, wine and clothes for the night. Though the requirement of clothes for the night would be fairly minimal.

By 8:00 they were back on the beach with all their stuff.

"Cyrus, do you mind pitching the tent? I'm going to run into the village to get a couple of things."

"Ya, sure thing. No problem." He said as he opened up the tent.

Once that was up, Cyrus went looking for some wood to build a fire. The beach was littered with hundreds of pieces of driftwood, and he picked up several small ones that were fairly dry. The camp was set up, and Cyrus began to light the fire when he saw Michelle walking towards him. Once again, she looked like a goddess, her skin glowing copper from the flickering light of the fire. Her blonde hair blowing lightly in the breeze, and her blue eyes sparkling as she came closer.

It was a little colder than the night before, and much to Cyrus' dismay, Michelle put on a light sweater, covering her bikini-clad boobs. Cyrus, in the meantime, had pulled on a pair of track pants and a light pullover himself, and sat around the fire watching Michelle.

"I love how your country is obsessed with the outdoors. I mean, everywhere you go, it's all about doing stuff in nature. It's the best."

"Why, India is such a big country. You don't do stuff outdoors?"

"India also has over a billion people. Mostly anywhere you go, you will find people. Or some farmer will come to object thinking you're encroaching on his land. Or some idiot police officer from the nearby town will bother you. Plus, so many places are not accessible, or they are crowded and dirty, or it's not safe. We sometimes go to the north of India, where there are some unbelievable places. But it's still different. Only a very very small percentage of people are into this kind of thing. Ironic, considering that nearly 75% of the population lives in somewhat of the outdoors."

"That's funny. So that's why I guess you all are so crazy about this stuff. I mean for me, though I absolutely love it and won't trade it for anything in the world, it's nothing new."

"True." He sipped his beer and they continued to chat. "Do you like visiting cities?"

"Sometimes. Depends on what city. London, Paris, New York, Rome. Something worthwhile."

"I agree."

"Hey, You know what Cyrus?" She said, as she was sorting through the supplies. "We forgot to eat lunch." They laughed.

"I was wondering why I'm so hungry."

"I'm going to get dinner ready. We just have a couple of cans of baked beans, some bread, cheese, and I think some fruit."

"That's fine. Here's a beer." He said as he threw her a can, and opened another beer and relaxed around the fire while Michelle got dinner ready. "You were right. This is amazing. I haven't camped in so long. And never on a beach."

"Good, I'm glad. I assure you it'll get better." She winked and giggled as she continued with the dinner preps.

His thoughts drifted to Bombay and Priya, wondering what she was doing. He did miss her and thought of how she would've loved camping on the beach. He thought about her on and off, and missed talking to her, joking with her. His thoughts also drifted back to his work, and how much he loved what he was doing now rather than sitting in an office all day long, dealing with bullshit issues. He knew this is what made him happy, and he was inching closer and closer to a new path in his life.

"Hello. Cyrus. You there?" Michelle tried to get his attention.

"Oh, uh, sorry. Was just lost in some thought."

"Dinner's ready, come and get it."

They ate a typical camp meal around the fire, with some music playing off Cyrus' iPod. He felt like he was transported back to the camps he went to from school.

"You want to go for a swim?" Michelle asked as she finished and cleaned up

"Isn't it a bit cold for that?"

"Oh come on. It'll be fun." She stripped before Cyrus could even think about what he wanted to do. Seeing her naked body, he couldn't resist, and within a minute his clothes were lying in a pile on the beach chair, and he was running towards the water behind her.