she made a move to get up but he stilled her with a gentle hand on her thigh “no stay, eat a little more, swim a little for cleanup and then…” and he let his voice trail off meaningfully.
she shivered then and felt a twitch between her legs. that little quiver or pulse or heaviness that meant she was lubricating and her body was wanting.
her eyelids grew heavy and he smiled as he slid a large, oily olive along her collarbone to her throat and up to her lips. her lids dropped further as he traced her lips and then slowly pressed the olive between them.
she chewed and swallowed and her eyes fluttered closed as he teased her mouth with a morsel of bread slathered in soft, melting brie. she parted her lips and he slid the decadent food into her mouth and trailed his fingers along her lips as he fed her.
dazed she ate what he fed her and shivered each time he slid food along a part of her body. at first he focussed on her neck and collarbone but slowly he began to notice the crease of her elbow or the top of her spine.
he covered her slowly in oil from the olives and then disappeared a moment after feeding her another sensual bite of cured boar around cheese. before she had a chance to miss him he was back and she felt oil slide down her skin.
she smelled olives and laughed.
he began to massage her skin then, soothing her with the sweet, fragrant oil and finding each crease and dimple and line before tracing them. he drew little whorls in her skin and occasionally dropped to lick the oil mixed with the salt of her sweat from her body.
she moaned of course.
his hands, the breeze, the kiss of the sun on her skin… she was lost in a haze of sensuality and only gasped when he began to tease her nipples with his breath.
he laughed, deep in his throat, and bent to feast on her engorged nipples. he bathed them and nibbled them until they were like pebbles to his lips and then he simply put his mouth over them and blew.
she arched up and found him there, held above her on his arms as he teased her nipples… he let his weight take her back to the deck and then slid along her oiled length until his penis tickled her moist curls.
they slid along each other then, oiled skin rendering them slippery as they rolled around on the deck. they stopped, panting, and began to kiss in earnest.
long, slow kisses that caught their breath in their throats and left them gasping for air. kisses timed perfectly with the slow undulations of their oiled bodies against each other.
he rolled them over then so that she was above him and she straddled him and began to tease the tip of his throbbing cock with her curls. he growled and picked up her hips.
sliding her into position he stopped a moment and then let go. with a gasp she came down his shaft and landed hard on him. wolfishly he grinned and then began to move. slowly at first until she began to ride him and then they moved.
as one they moved, he lifting her hips to ease the burden on her knees and she dropping forward to rest some weight on her hands. gradually they picked up their pace as she rode him and popped her pelvis up and down to meet him. he strained a little under her weight but rose up to meet her each time she slid down his rock hard shaft.
their breath was laboring now and he released her hips to fondle her, one hand on her clit and one reaching between them to lubricate and then around behind to tickle the rosebud of her ass.
she gasped and arched and moved faster on him, oblivious to her knees as she drowned in the pleasure he was lavishing on to her body. she lost track then of what was happening where, feeling only pleasure coursing through her body.
his magical thumb teased at her clit and his finger behind her just rested on her tight little bud until he finally slightly changed the angle and she screamed as she rode him down and his finger pressed up. filled at both ends now she lost it and her rhythm grew faster and yet more ragged.
shudders coursed through her and she screamed again as her body convulsed around him and pulsed and pulsed and pulsed again. she felt herself getting even wetter and he thrust into her again while releasing her with his hands. gathering her to him he flipped them over until she was resting on the deck and then he stopped, poised above her on his arms as she quivered there and stared hungrily at his dripping penis.
he touched her entrance with his tip and she moaned, thrusting up, bereft now that he was no longer there.
he chuckled again and dropped a little to slide himself along her sopping slit and tease her throbbing clit. as she arched to him and quivered with aftershocks he readjusted and buried his steel rod into her to the hilt. she gasped and grasped his buttocks with her hands and they fucked then like animals.
there was no grace or beauty to this, this was purely lust and they drove each other to the brink and beyond. she worked him with her pelvic floor muslces and try as he might he couldn’t hold back and she felt him then, spurting inside her and this was enough to trigger her to ride the orgasm wave one more time and together they cried out and thrust into each other as their bodies convulsed around each other before finally collapsing to the deck.
they laid like that, panting and quivering for some time before she laughed with delight.
he smiled “ahh my love, i do hope you enjoyed the appetizers”
“appetizers?”
“why yes” and he nodded meaningfully toward the blindfold “there are some things i think it’s time for us to try”
she gazed into his eyes, speechless with lust, and only nodded. she was stunned to realise that she was already resetting and that her body still craved his inside her. this was new for her, usually by round two she wanted a break at least.
“shall we clean off first” he asked? and without waiting for an answer he leapt from the boat to land in the water with an almighty splash.
“i guess so…” she muttered and dragged her languid limbs beneather her to stand, quivering, on the deck. “at least i can float in the water.” she took hesitant steps to the edge of the boat and he laughed to see her so off her feet. he was delighted that he had rendered her into a scrap of quivering lust and couldn’t wait for the main course.
she dove in then, a shadow of her usual grace, and came up with a grin “oh it’s perfect!”
“and so are you” he said as he swam to her for a kiss before darting off again to porpoise in the gentle waves. in answer she smiled and then floated there, on her back, letting the hot sun beat down sensually on her exhausted body.
she lost track of time as she floated there and may even have dozed off ever so slightly. she woke to a finger gently tracing her breasts and ribs as the water lapped at her now cooled skin. she shifted to tread water and he came in behind her and began to stroke her body under the water.
she shivered as his fingers touched her nipples and her collarbones and finally her sex. she couldn’t imagine she could be ready again this soon…
but she was.
