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The Fishing Trip
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The Fishing Trip This is a story based upon a real, true adventure that is chronicled in real time and experiences. A group of men got together to go down to Destin, Florida for a fishing trip. The man I rode with was to stop and pick up some groceries on the way down. There was to be a late dinner...grilling out on the deck of this house...for about eight men. It was a great bunch, but some of them seemed more into drinking and just getting away from home than to be about fishing. The grill was filled with shrimp and there was more boiled in the shell...enough booze, including beer and wine for a party of forty! I turned in around 9 PM, as did a couple of other guys. We were told breakfast would be served 4 am for those who wanted and we had to be at the boat by 5 am. It turned out only four of us, including the cook, who I guess had stayed up all night cooking, enjoyed the breakfast....grits, biscuits, sausage,eggs....it was all delicious, hot and I ate my full. When time to go came, only four went to the boat and one of them opted out as we got on board. One of the three got sick and vomitted his head off the whole day long. Guess too much drinking and partying the night before. Another man and I enjoyed the day fishing. First, just beyond the entrance to Destin Harbor, we caught a well full of little fingerlings for bait. When we got out about six miles off coast, we raninto the mackarel and in no time at all we had each caught like 20 4-5 pound fish. We had to throw back several nice red snapper because they were not in season and I was so disappointed. I did not realize we could not keep them, but the boat captain was not willing to get caught and pay the huge fine for having them aboard. After we'd caught so may mack and so soon....the captain asked if we minded if some other fishermen joined us. I wondered where they were coming from and had not noticed the berth underneath. We had spent all our time atop looking at the scenery on the way out and then fishing. The one guy who had been so sick had gone down into the below deck area, but he stayed. The captain went down and when he came back up, he had two beautiful thirty something year old shapely blondes. One of them had a set of honkers that peeked through her white blouse as her 44 DD's stretched her cotton shirt. The spray from the boat as we picked up speed to go out for more fish, perhaps another school, began to wet her blouse and her tits were exposed, but she did not seem to mind. Both females were very friendly and the captain explained when there was not going to be the usual eight to go and these two girls wanted to join the charter, he brought them along under the condition that once we'd caught enough ourselves, they could come out and he'd make sure they fished and enjoyed themselves. Before 2 PM every person aboard had caught at least 20 fish. The well still had fish bait, but the holding bin of fish was full...more than 100 mackerals aboard. The other gentleman who fished with me from our group said he was tired and was going below and check on the other guy who had yet not come up. That left me with the two women, captain and one deck hand. It soon became apparent to me that the captain's deck had knew these two women and in factwas on a familiar basis with one. The buxom blonde with the breasts now showing through her blouse started the conversation. "Do you get down to the coast often?<" she asked. "Not so often, " I responded, "But if today is any indication of the fun to be had, I would like to come down more often." She moved closer to me and whispered into my ear, leaning and keeping a safe distance from me, but close enough that her breasts pressed upon me," I get so horny out here on the water and the friend I am with always drags me along so she is not alone. I usually run interference with the Captain for her, so she and her fiance, the boat hand, can screw around. This is the first time we've actually gone out with folks aboard, though." Not really knowing what to say, I acted as if the wave was throwin me off balance and fell toward her and she grabbed me. "Excuse me, " I mumbled as I fell fully into her embrace. Her smile was all I needed to see she was serious about being horny. "Oh, I thought you were just making a play for a kiss? And then we came together with lips pressing and arms holding each other. Upon closure of the first kiss, I asked..."So, what about the Captain...if you are his girl, won't he be upset?" "Oh, I AM NOT HIS GIRL!!!" she said rather tersely! " In fact, I don't even like the prude. He does not like any hanky panky aboad, but the way I figure it, if he is above sailing, he won't know what does on below deck." About that time I turned to see the two men from my group emerge from below. Joe had been sleeping off his night before and my friend who fished with me was ready to fish some more, so they were up and aboard the deck. The hand and his gf went below.. "Come, let's go down," my new found gf motioned. "What about them?" I wondered to her. "He will have to come back up in a minute and help with those two fishing and she won't be a problem." She took my hand and led me down and as we went into the below deck area, I saw them kisisng and she dropped his pants and gave him a blow job. "Curly!" the Captain screamed, "Get back up here. I need you!" And it was a well timed order as he lost his load in her mouth and could be seen gulping down his frothy load. My gf spoke to the other girl. "Do you mind watching the cabin door so we can play?" Ad she smiled, licking her lips, "Sure, glad you found you a man honey." That was something else like I had never experienced before. Her top came off and at first all I could do was marvel at her<b> huge breasts </font></b>with perky nipples than were also very large. "Bite on them if you want to, "she said..."they are real, but I don't have much feeling in them. If you bite down on them hard enough it makes me super wet." I was so enjoying her breasts and I did clamp down on them a couple of times a little too hard, so she said to me..."Easy, baby, not so hard...you don't want to take them home with you, do you?" My hand ran to her thighs and her juices were already running down her legs. She was so wet. "Where can we?....." Stopping me mid sentence, she fell back onto the seating area and through her legs wide open for me to enter her inviting huny hole...spread wide open..."This will have to do." she said. I thought to myself....."This girl has been here before. "I don't have a condomn," I whispered to her. She whispered back to me.."You don't need one....just stick it and fuck me as hard as you can." I wanted so bad to eat her pussy...to taste the juices already flowing, but I dropped my pants and my hard dick slid effortlessly into her several inches rather quickly. Her vagina was proportionally as large as her breasts, but it seemed that just above her entrance was her g-spot or at least a very sensual spot and at the angle we were fuckin, it was driving her insane. The noises were getting louder....she was screaming and saying a lot of dirty talk when her friend standing over at the cabin door spoke to her .."Cut that out Carla or the Captain will come down here and bust your ass and your guy will be in trouble." "I don't give a FUCK, " she said rather uncarinly.."He is getting a free fuck and I want my fun. Shut the fuck up...watch the damn door and let us be. You can fuck your boyfriend, why can't I?" We continued in that postion until I lost my load and my member started shrinking back at the thought of getting caught below by the captain of the boat. "Shit" she said, "I ain't fucking finished yet. You better know how to eat my pussy," and she grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face down onto her wetness before I could say a word. With my pants on the floor, my face buried into her pussy, I did what I love to do...I ate her pussy. "Oh God YES!!!" she hollered out..."eat that pussy and make me cum all over your face you naughty old man. YES!!! Right there....probe my vagina with that tongue...lick my clit....OMG..you are so damn good...what did you say your name is?" "KFC." "What kind of name is that," she asked breathing hard. "Oh I get it...you are that damn old chicken guy?" The look on her face was priceless as she was just about to explode. "Kinky, Friendly, of God," I told her as she squirt her orgasm all over my face and upper chest. My shirt was soaked and I knew I would smell the rest of the day! "Damn, that was worth the effort," she spoke and I thought I was the one bent down and over her lower body giving her the tonguing of her life! "You need to come down to the coast more often. I could really enjoy getting to know you. So what is your name?" She stood up and was asking me face to face...and she kissed my mouth, tasting her own juices and licked my face with her tongue........ |
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