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Blue  

Melinaxxxluv 35F
108 posts
4/24/2019 1:36 am
Blue


I have this free-flowing skirt I like to wear. It’s sheer with a sweet, blue flower pattern. It reaches the ground, flows easily, and has slits which run up both legs, all the way to the top of my thighs. I wear it low, hugging my hips below my bellybutton. When I walk, my legs are exsposed to whatever and whomever. If there’s a breeze, everyone is happy, including me. This morning, I’m heading out for a day of sailing, the skirt will be worn like an honorary sail.

Its early, just after sunrise, and it’s busier, on this series of piers, than I expected. It’s, mostly, quiet, morning kind of noise ’s oddly full: sounds of people focused on getting where they need to be with as little vocalizing as possible. Cars starting, engines purring, containers moving...birds<b> singing </font></b>above, and today, the sounds of men moving about their sailboats, preparing them for a dance with the water. I’ve decided to pair the skirt with a blue bikini and a straw-like woven cowgirl hat. In order to get from point A to point B, I’ve covered the suit top with a button-down blouse I’ve tied under my breasts. I have ample breasts, covering them isn’t easy, my lushness spills, easily, into view. The only other sounds I hear are of my sandals as they hit the pier, with each step I take, getting closer to my morning ride.

I’ve been chatting with a couple of sailors, online, about sailing and how it’s time for me to experience it. They’ve agreed, and here I am. I’ve brought my camera, what else could I possibly need? As I attempt to find their boat, I’m greeted with a series a quiet nods of appreciation from the other boat goers. A head tilt here and there and a lift of a glass of joe, as I round the last series of angles. And there she is, the Wanderlust. A bit obvious...but I’m in.

The captain notes the arrival of my legs and welcomes all of me aboard, his boatmate follows suit. They are a couple of white-collar gentlemen who love the water almost as much as they do their cocks. They’re both in their fifties and have taken care themselves. One is tall and lean, the other average in height, but bulky, like a Rugby player. They’re easy going and full of banter- this pleases me, tremendously. I, already, love sailing.

My sandals have been removed and we’ve hugged our hellos to one another. I’m excited and want to help, but my eagerness is refused, kindly, and I’m invited to wander about the beautiful, white beast. I’m keenly aware of their eyes on me and this fuels my anticipation. The sun is warming and there’s a lovely breeze. Within a short time, all is ready and we unleash ourselves from the dock.

It’s a slow, methodical start and it’s already exciting. The sounds of the water, as we slide through her, the birds escalating their calls and flight speed, the wind picking up and moving my hair and skirt about, it’s just as I hoped. Soon the sails are set free, and exciting becomes thrilling, in the time it takes the sail to celebrate the wind. With a whoosh and a clap, we’re soaring. The boys are busy with ropes and handles...I take the moment to remove my lens cap and begin shooting. We spend the next hour riding the wind in relative silence.

The sound-filled silence is broken when the first mate suggests we toast to our beautiful day. Cork popped, bubbles trying to make their escape, we sway and swerve our glasses to one another with cheers all around. The sweetness, of the champagne, is a welcome guest. A second bottle, later, banter-filled air, and the sail is dropped. The sun is warm on my skin and small beads of sweat are forming on the back of my thighs. I stand to encourage air flow and the breeze takes me my skirt with her. She knows best, so I begin to remove my blouse.

Slowly, and with an attempt to be graceful, I start to untie the knot. The boat is swaying a bit and the champagne is hitting my head. With all these converging...I find myself in the arms of the captain. Swaying and laughing, he wraps his arms around my waist and I cover them with mine, assuring him he’s on the right track. I look back towards our other friend and ask him if he’d like to help. He seemed good with knots, earlier, I say, smiling. Generously, he moves into my space and begins to untie me. Our captain has taken this opportunity to discover the back of my neck with his mouth.

As my skin becomes more exposed, to light and sailers, four capable hands begin to explore. The captain spends some time running his hands down my neck to my hips, like he’s following the lines on a map; he’s searching for the next stop on his journey. All the while, our first mate runs his finger tips between my breasts and bikini top. Slowly, spreading the top wider and wider, he unveils my hard nipples. Gently caressing them, then giving each a light pinch, he moves to cup and then suck my buoyant breasts. While lost in the environment, a moan escapes my throat.

I can feel the captain’s cock getting harder against my ass as he pushes into me, now holding my hips. My skirt is blowing and wrapping around his legs. I run my fingers through our mates hair and pull him closer to get more of my flesh into his mouth. I can feel hands sliding down my sides as the slits in my skirt become invitations to discovery. Fingertips tracing the edges of the skirt’s opening and sliding toward my warm center, and I’m breathing heavier and spreading my legs. My breasts are being caressed and squeezed and the licking is beginning to enter the valley between my swollen topography.

My belly is being explored, now, and my ass unveiled, all while my wet pussy is being encircled. I reach back and turn my head to feed my mouth’s hunger. Lips and tongues, nibbles and sucking. Arching my back and spreading my legs more, they meet at my wet space, simultaneously. One sliding under the bottoms the other is nibbling over the top of. My lips are being spread from top to bottom and head to pussy. A quick pull of a string and the mate has removed one side of the bikini. The captain spreads my lips and our mate slides his mouth over my flesh and begins to suck and lick my clit.

Together, they spread me wider and I begin to moan and gyrate. Nibbling my clit, I gasp and pull our friend’s face in tight, by his hair. Two fingers find their way deep inside me and find me soaking wet; juices are dripping down two sets of hands and my inner thighs. Rubbing and tickling, they work together like an orchestra. I’m squeezing and wiggling, sliding up and down, in response. They’re sucking and rubbing, pinching and biting, licking and spreading. The breeze is cooling my hot skin, keeping me from overheating, and I can feel itch needing to be scratched. I hear the captain in my ear, “ cum for us, ride those fingers, let go...it’s yours.” He hasn’t even finished the sentence and my body begins her show. The shaking from my center, the sounds and lights...muscles spasmodic, mouth agape, moans escaping, breathing haulted. glorious feeling.

I’m still gyrating when mate begins to stand. Captain, holding me tight, spins me around and begins biting my lip. “Our cocks need your mouth, those lips, tongue” and he directs me to my knees. They unleash their hard dicks and together slide them to my lips. Rubbing and slapping. One inserting just past my swollen lips to the tip of my tongue, while the other rubs his cock and tickles my cheek. I open wide and they both slide in, tight but delicious. Then one head at a time. Suck, swirl spit and stroke...next. Then deeper. A quick slide in and out. Then deeper. Almost to my throat. Then out. Then the change of cocks. Then deeper. Into my throat. Sliding. In. Out. Change. Deeper. I open as wide as possible and one by one they begin to slide their cocks all the way down my throat.

My eyes are watering, my nipples hard, my pussy is wet. I’m hungry for these cocks. “More” I say, between mouth full after mouth full. Captain begins fucking my throat, mate is holding my mouth open and grabbing my hair from behind.
“I knew you’d be good at this. I knew smile wanted dick. Those lips needed cock.” He’s pumping and gasping, I grab his balls and he explodes. Mate slides in faster than I knew possible and fucks my throat while tangling his hands in my hair. He pulls out just he’s he’s cumming and lays his cock between my tits. His cock pulses and spasms his white adoration all over me.

Mate leans in, still reeling, kisses me and begins to lick and suck all the juice from my mouth. He moves down my neck and between my tits and cleans up his party favor. I’m smiling, and I need more, I look to my sailer. Captain knows this and is already planning. Once I’ve been properly prepared, they stand me up, only to bend me over the side of the Wanderlust. Skirt flowing, mate begins to lift my skirt and lick my ass. Captain, watching, begins to stroke his dick then follows behind mate with the head of his cock. Rubbing and teasing both he and I. Mate sucks his dick, then captain tickles my ass. He runs his cock on his lips, then mine. This goes on until I’m begging for a cock in me.

What’s better than one cock...two. Mate slides under me, I straddle him and captain slides into my ass. The boat is setting the rhythm and we happily follow her lead. The sun and dicks, wind and champaign and all the bouncing on cocks. I’m arching and open to the air. My tits are swaying and celebrating their luck. My pussy and ass are working like it’s the end of the world and we’re all elated and breathing heavier and heavier, faster and faster. Captain spits on my ass and picks up the pace. I’m trembling and taking it all. He cums first and all over my ass. Mate grabs me and bounces me on his dick until he cums.

Captain grabs me off mate and puts me on my back. Spreading my legs, he chews up my pussy lips and clit until I’m screaming from ecstasy. Trembling. Blind. Wriggling from near confusion. Overload. I shake until I don’t. He smiles, lays my skirt back and leans in for a lower-lip bite and a kiss. Mate slides over and joins the group. We all finish off another bottle of bubbly, nosh on some cheese and fruit...enjoy the sun.

Our sunburned bits say our goodbyes, several hours later, and I wander down the pier, as the other boats begin their return. I’m swollen and sated. Freshly fucked looks good with blue, I say to myself as I adjust my hat.

Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/24/2019 1:37 am

Sailing. Oh, it’s time.


romeoonice 47M

4/24/2019 2:02 am

Wow


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/24/2019 2:15 am

Thanks, Star. I like where my head goes too. Glad you enjoyed it, Romeo.


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/24/2019 2:32 am

Thanks, tux


vinayloveboy 69M
23 posts
4/24/2019 3:07 am

nice one to enjoy


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/24/2019 4:32 am

Glad you enjoyed it, loveboy


Adventurous69101 53M

4/24/2019 4:40 am

I want to be a sailor , now


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/24/2019 4:44 am

Laughs* then I’ve done well, adventurous


DarkDevilishMan 53M
4 posts
4/24/2019 5:53 am

Another awesome post, gorgeous lady


voyeurs53 45M  
433 posts
4/24/2019 7:30 am

Incredibly described... lucky sailors...


gardenboy321 60M  
41936 posts
4/24/2019 9:24 am

The captain spends some time running his hands down my neck to my hips, like he’s following the lines on a map; he’s searching for the next stop on his journey.

You are a wonderfully clever writer my sweet. So glad I discovered you.

Thoughts from the Garden...


gardenboy321 60M  
41936 posts
4/24/2019 9:33 am

Just wanted to let you know that if you click "Quote" under the commenter's response to your post, and add your comment, there will be a link on the blog homepage (Where I'm quoted), so that the commenter may access your response directly.

Thoughts from the Garden...


RobK2006 56M
5998 posts
4/24/2019 10:58 am

That was so hot. Too hot. I'm going to have to take care of myself before I continue working! You've made me so hard and so horny. Love your story.


RobK2006 56M
5998 posts
4/24/2019 2:01 pm

I just reread this. Made me so hot reading about how you had two cocks in your mouth at once.


citizen4722 66M  
74582 posts
4/24/2019 3:56 pm

Oh! Wow! It's a sailor's life for me


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/25/2019 4:22 am

    Quoting gardenboy321:
    The captain spends some time running his hands down my neck to my hips, like he’s following the lines on a map; he’s searching for the next stop on his journey.

    You are a wonderfully clever writer my sweet. So glad I discovered you.
When I typed this line, you quoted, I fully expected you to note it. 😃 thanks for the response/ comment tip. And the comments themselves.


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/25/2019 4:23 am

Thanks, Devil


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/25/2019 4:24 am

    Quoting voyeurs53:
    Incredibly described... lucky sailors...
Thank you. Truly...


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/25/2019 4:25 am

    Quoting RobK2006:
    That was so hot. Too hot. I'm going to have to take care of myself before I continue working! You've made me so hard and so horny. Love your story.
This is all the confirmation I needed.


Melinaxxxluv 35F
40 posts
4/25/2019 4:26 am

    Quoting citizen4722:
    Oh! Wow! It's a sailor's life for me
Ha. Never too late!


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