Sail Away

I laughed out loud when I let my arms fall to my sides; he gulped hard and whistled low through his teeth. My rosy tipped nipples were beading under his gaze, the gentle breeze caressed them like a lover would, tipping my head back a little I let my eyes drift shut, moving my hands so they were lying flat on my stomach, fingertips just inside the material of the swim suit and ever so slowly I pushed it down. As soon as I had rolled it down as far as the top of my thighs I had to wiggle a little, kicking the soggy mass to the side of the deck, standing naked in front of him for the first time. I wanted him to talk, say something, anything, but he said nothing, but I noticed the surface of the water in the bucket rippling, he was shaking.

"I'm ready David." I was ready for more than a dousing with cold water, my body felt primed, I had never been so open with anyone before and here I was standing naked before a man I hardly knew, but feeling as though I had known him for lifetimes. A minute passed and still he said nothing, his feet were rooted, I was beginning to feel decidedly vulnerable, maybe I had got things wrong back at the beach, mixed up the signals, maybe he was having second thoughts. A blush started to rise from the top of my chest, I could feel it, the heat moved like a tide. I'd had enough, right at that moment I wanted to crawl into a corner.

"You're ready now." His voice was hoarse. I watched the muscles play in his arms as he raised the bucket high, stepping a little closer to me. I raised my face and arms up, feeling the first splashes bathing my heated skin, the water washing away my fears, finally I understood.

"I think that's you all done, you look like a water nymph." He stepped back and turned to fill the bucket for himself, letting it sit on the deck while pulled off his shorts. His broad chest tapered down to a narrow waist, the cheeks of his ass just begged to be squeezed; to have my fingernails biting into them; his manhood rose proudly from the nest of trimmed curls and my stomach muscles clenched with my racing thoughts.

He stood before me as I had stood before him, giving himself to me in the same way, there was no questioning in his gaze, only need. I moved to stand behind him, stepping up onto the step that led up to the bow, I was still only able to see just over his shoulder but I raised the bucket high, slopping the water over his shoulders. Watching the water run down over his body in a hundred little rivers, glinting like silver in the bright sunshine. As the bucket grew lighter I splashed higher, covering his head; we were done. I put the bucket down and he made motions to turn around, but I halted him with a hand on his shoulder and began to lick at the water droplets clinging to his back. My fingertips and tongue explored every muscle and sinew, moving lower with aching slowness, I didn't want to forget a single detail, his breathing was growing ragged as I pushed my hands between his thighs, pushing them apart, forcing him to move his feet; my breath hot against the cleft of his buttocks, I raked my nails over the rounded globes, parting them slightly so my tongue could delve deeper. Tentatively I began to drag my tongue over his tightly puckered hole, the reaction was instant, his legs and buttocks tensed slightly but he didn't pull away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing woman?" Each word seemed to be pulled from deep inside him as my tongue continued to lave.

"Getting to know you." I whispered bringing my head back slightly before returning once more to my task but he pulled forwards suddenly.

"I only hope you don't get to know everyone in the same intimate way." His hands hooked under my arms pulling me up in front of him. I knew looking at him there and then that I didn't want to wait, I needed him quickly, the feeling was raw and pure, his hands traced down my sides and held my waist as I locked my hands around his neck.

"You make me want to." There was no other way I could think to put it.

He raised me high, his lips brushed against a nipple, capturing and making a prisoner of it in his mouth. Teeth grazed while his tongue flicked back and forth, I rested my head against his and wrapped my legs around his waist, there he held me poised until he was finished with my breast, tilting his head back to look at me. I tried to talk but he shushed me, his hands cupped my buttocks, holding me still, the head of his cock resting against my wet slit; my heels were digging into his lower back, urging him on, my hands brought his head forward and we kissed, a deep dragging kiss. Letting loose all the emotions that had been reined in on the beach. Our mouths were still plundering each other as he dropped me down, his cock spearing right into the heart of me, my mouth opened wide under his as I felt myself being stretched. His fingers dug into the flesh of my ass as my pussy clutched tightly around his shaft, his breath was hot on my mouth, his tongue danced with mine as he raised me high, plunging me down hard so that every inch of him lay deep inside me.

We were moving; his cock still sheathed within me as he leant back against the top rail, allowing me to brace my feet against the lower one, letting me control the pace. I wanted this to last for the longest time, I wanted him to be my forever, but I said nothing as I pushed upwards, biting down on his shoulder as we started to fuck. I cried out each time I felt the head of his cock nudge against my cervix, he moved one of his hands between us, sliding his fingers down to where we were both joined, his head bent slightly so he could watch his cock disappearing into me, again and again. The pad of his thumb rubbed in tight circles over the nub of my clit and I let loose the cries that had been building up inside. Forcing myself down onto him faster and faster, he answered with cries of his own and I felt something snap inside me, shattering me, there and then, I needed to feel him come undone in the same way. Both of his hands moved to my hips, stilling me; I screamed my frustration, bowing my head to his shoulder, my breath coming hot and rapid on his heated skin, I felt weak, sapped but he started to move me, making short sharp thrusts, his back bowed as he thrust higher. He cried out my name and it was caught on the breeze as he came inside me, filling me with his salty seed, I started to shake, my muscles clutched tightly around him, tears coursed my cheeks as he brought me close against him, holding me. We didn't talk, our eyes spoke where our mouths couldn't.

Like that we were joined for the longest time, his cock growing softer inside me, still his arms held me.

"If I had only known it was going to be like this with you Kate we would have done this a whole lot sooner, all week was wasted and now we only have these two nights. It's not enough." His voice was quiet and he raised me up, his cock sliding out of me. My legs were shaking as I stood before him.

"It was difficult enough this week just seeing you briefly each morning; I would never have been able to get any work done if we had taken things further." I knew this with a deep certainty. Still I was curious, I still didn't know where he had been going every day.

"Maybe you're right there Kate, it was most surely worth the wait." He kissed me lightly and moved away into the wheelhouse, returning quickly with a tube of sunscreen.

"Where have you been spending your days though? You never did tell me."

"Well, I've been coming out here with Jeremy, I don't really need a guide at all, but he thought the company would be good for me, besides I think he's under the impression that you need to live your life a little more. He says you hide in that kitchen but for the day or two every week when you help him out."

"I think maybe Jeremy is right, but then it's suited me these past months."

He started to smooth the lotion over my shoulders and into my arms, something I should have taken care of as soon as we had rinsed off, the sun was no friend to my fair skin, luckily I hadn't burnt at all, I just felt warm, all the way through.

"I don't think there's anyplace I would rather be than here Kate, would you have any objections to spending the next two nights here instead of going down to the other islands? Jeremy already had me down there this week."

"Not at all, if you don't mind the seals singing keeping you awake at night." They were noisy buggers when they got going.

"By the time we need sleep, we're going to be too tired to notice what the seals are doing Kate, of that be very sure." His grin was infectious and I answered with a matching one of my own.

Luckily for us Jeremy's better half had provided a couple of cool-boxes full of drinks and picnic fare, it was enough for us, and we ate in the late evening as the sun sank in the sky, laughing as the seals chorus rang out across the waters.

After the heat of the day the night breeze felt almost cold so David ducked down below deck to retrieve the sleeping bags Jeremy always kept stowed in a locker near the head. I laughed out loud at his efforts to zip them together in the dying light; my fingers made quick work of the zip as his hands began to strip me. I spread it out flat on the deck and laid down, naked, waiting. I heard the zipper of his shorts being pulled and then felt my legs being parted as he moved to kneel between my thighs. His fingers traced back and forth along the underside of my breasts while his lips kissed my eyes shut softly.

"Let me love you." He whispered softly.

His breath was warm on the side of my neck as he explored my jaw line, pushing my hair back so he could drag the tip of his tongue along the length of my neck. My breath was shaky as he moved lower, cupping my breasts in his hands, moving between both hardened peaks, biting gently, sucking till both ached. Softly he blew low on my stomach, his fingers moving in lazy circles, I cried out my need but he didn't answer with words, instead dragging his fingernails from the inside of my knees up to where my legs joined my body, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as he continued to ignore the place where I needed to feel his touch most of all. I was being tortured sweetly, over and over. My legs parted wide and I tried to move, hoping his fingers would stray to my pussy, but he backed off a bit and followed the path of his fingernails with his mouth, then at last I could feel his breath hot and panting against the apex of my thighs. He breathed deep, inhaling my scent as his hands slid under my thighs, pushing them up so that my hips were tilted, pinned and totally open to him, creating havoc inside me as he blew gently over my clit.

I could stay quiet no longer and begged him, but he quieted me once more before letting the tip of his tongue lave over the delicate folds of my sex. He groaned low and deep and buried himself between my thighs, letting go of my thighs so he could slide his palms under my ass, holding me up, drinking from me. Every inch of me was explored with his tongue, sucking my clit into his mouth then lower, diving his tongue straight into me while his nose nudged against the little nub. His hands rocked me back and forth while he fucked me with his tongue, fingers moving under me, I could feel his thumb rubbing my tight little ass-hole. I had never been touched like this before, my stomach muscles jumped in shock and I tried to wriggle away but I was held still, worked on till I was a quivering mess, juices running from my pussy and his chin started to pool around his thumb, acting like a lubricant for his thumb. In circles he worked my tightest hole until he felt me relax slightly against him, taking it as a cue to push through the tightly banded muscles. The pleasure-laced pain had me screaming out, I couldn't have stayed quiet as his mouth and hand urged me on. His fingers were splayed across my buttocks as his thumb pushed deeper; I almost saw stars as I came under his mouth, bucking against his mouth and thumb, his murmured words of encouragement spurring me on till I completely lost control.

Right there and then I needed to feel his heat filling me. It had never been like this for me before, I had never once begged a man nor been this wet. I could feel him easing his thumb out of my ass slowly as he raised his head up, letting his body slide along the length of mine, a hand now rested on either side of my face, lowering his head down to mine, letting me taste myself on his tongue.

Using his hands he rolled me over onto my stomach, letting his knees push my thighs wide apart, at this moment I could almost feel the silky head of his cock invading my body, but he took his time, nipping at my shoulder with his teeth, licking a path down my spine to the small dimple at the very base, his hands spread my cheeks and he lapped at me in the same way I had him earlier, it felt amazing, dirty, I tried to wiggle away from his tongue but I was held still. Little by little I relaxed and felt the wet heat of his tongue push a little way inside, quickly followed by a finger, then two, it felt as if I was being stretched wide, I had no idea that pain like this could bring so much pleasure along with it. He covered me with his body, whispering softly in my ear as he let the head of his cock push slowly into my pussy, coating it with my wetness, I was ready for him. Drawing his hips back he rose higher, pushing against my ass, slippery wet already it was easy for him to push the first inch inside. My breath left me in a hiss as the pain really hit, but I wanted him there, crying out as he went deeper and deeper, stopping every so often so that my body had a chance to relax against him. When at last he was buried to the hilt inside my ass his hands moved under my stomach and he pulled me up so that I was on my hands and knees, pushing my shoulders down a way so my hips were tilted up towards him.

My muscles clamped down around him, squeezing the length of his shaft, relaxing and contracting again and again around the base of his cock, my screams mixed with his shouts as he pulled back, it felt as if my insides were being dragged out, his hands soothed me as he began to fuck me slowly. I felt one of his hands on my shoulder, digging into me, a whispered apology in the night as he brought me back hard onto his cock. Over and over his body slammed into mine, soon I found my body meeting his thrusts with a power of its own, I needed the release as much as he did, screaming at him to fill me with his seed. Just when I thought I wouldn't be able to take much more punishment his hand brought me up, making me land heavily on his cock as he came, the saltiness bathing my raw flesh. If it hadn't been that his hand held me up I would have collapsed forwards, I felt a weakness spread through my whole body but he lowered us both down gently, rolling us to our sides, his cock still buried within my ass. For a long time all I could hear was our ragged breathing, protected in the warmth of his arms, joined in the most intimate of ways. Like that we fell asleep, not caring of the cold air that caressed our bodies, just feeling the gentle rock of the boat on the sea and the sound of the seal song in our heads.

Some time during the night he must have moved me because as the first beams of morning sun hit my closed eyes I felt the warmth of the sleeping bag across my back. Stretching out my legs wasn't easy, I felt cramp and throbbing aches in places I didn't want to think about, groaning softly, I let my arm drift to the side, but it didn't come into contact with the large warm body I was expecting. Puzzled I turned over onto my back, shielding my eyes from the sun. There he was, sitting cross-legged near my feet, just watching me, his face contemplative, I smiled shyly at him and closed my eyes once more.

"Did you ever meet someone and just know that it was right, everything was right?" His soft words had me thinking.

"Only once David." I was being completely honest.

"Oh, did things not work out well for you then Kate?" I smiled as he spoke.

"Things are working out well enough thanks, but I think you know that already."

"I just had to know it wasn't one-sided. But..." He trailed off.

"You don't have to say anything, I know what you're thinking and I was wondering about it too."

One night and one day left. Work had me tied to the hotel until the first week of October, I had no idea what his plans were but I figured that going back to the city was pretty high on his list of priorities. What would happen when we returned to reality would depend very much on Lady fate unless he had already thought of some way for us to be together. I sat up, letting the thin cover drop around my waist, raising my arms up, brushing my hair through with my fingers before opening my eyes properly. Not a shred of self-consciousness clouded my movements as I stooped down to gather up the sleeping bag, pulling it gently, a signal for him to get up. His hand cupped the side of my face and I turned towards it, kissing his palm softly before walking into his embrace. Just the gentle brush of my nipples against the hairs on his chest was enough to have them tightening painfully, he was already aroused, the length of his cock seared against my belly. Wetting my lips with my tongue I got down on my knees before him, moving my cheek back and forth against the satiny head, parting my lips to capture it.

"Are you sure about this Kate?" I was never surer; I nodded slightly, moaning from the back of my throat as I began sucking softly, my hands flat on his stomach. His muscles rippled under my fingertips, his hands cradled my head, pushing my mouth further onto his cock, my mouth was greedy for more, my tongue circled him wetly. His hands pulled me a little closer and I could feel the head of his cock at the back of my throat, it took a while for me to relax enough to let him pass, still I suckled on him, I was hungry to taste him so I grasped the base of his cock in my fist, moving it up and down in time with his thrusts into my mouth. His fingers were almost painful on my head as he forced me to take more, I was forgetting to breathe, at that moment all that mattered to me was giving him pleasure.

"Sweet Kate." He whispered as he began to cum against the back of my throat, withdrawing until the head of his cock rested against my lips, his thick gooey cum spattered my face as I tilted my head back to look at him. His fingers stroked over my lips, coating them in his seed, eyes never wavering from each other as he slid the slippery finger into the depths of his own mouth, sucking on it till it was completely clean. I stood up slowly in front of him, drawing his head down, sharing a salty wet kiss, achingly slow, the day was ours, no rush to go anywhere.

The rest of our time was spent exploring each-others bodies and minds, our lives away from the island, stopping to eat only when biting hunger and lack of energy forced us to. It was idyllic but all good things come to an end sometime and hearts heavy we pulled up the anchor and said a last goodbye to the Cairns and the seals that had sung us to sleep so vociferously each night.

True to his word Jeremy was waiting for us at the end of the jetty, sitting on the end with his feet trailing the water, a happy smile on his face as he caught sight of us. I threw him the mooring rope and hoisted my rucksack onto my shoulder, jumping off the boat quickly.

"I was beginning to think I'd lost you both to the beauty of the islands." He said, holding his arms out to hug me briefly.

"You nearly did for a while back there Jeremy." I answered.

"How did she behave then David?"

"She was very good; we only crossed swords once the whole time." His eyes caught mine, smiling warmly.

"I meant the boat; I'm not so sure I want to hear about you and Kate right now." At least David had the good grace to blush, but he assured Jeremy quickly that the boat had behaved impeccably.