Moon loves it ANALLY! *long story...

Moon likes it ANAL!

"Wake up", his voice was gentle and sure. "My arm has fallen
asleep . . . here you take the wheel" Slowly extracting himself
from her sleeping body, he stood and stretched in the warm
light. "I am going below to change . . . want to get some sun
while the day is still young" He guided her hands to the large
wheel and gave instructions on how to keep the boat on course
and headed into the wind.  Before she could protest or question
him he was headed down the stairs to the cabin.

She could see him moving to the far end of the cabin towards the
forward set of bunks up under the bow.  The wind had died away
to a slight breeze, just enough to keep the sails full and the
boat gently moving along.

He opened the top drawer and removed a couple of large beach
towels, his trunks and a large bottle of sun tan oil.  It was
one of those tropical blends that make you smell like a ripe
pineapple.  He was careful to keep his back to her as he
stripped off his shirt and pants.  His cock standing half erect,
he didn't want her to see.  Some how this embarrassed him
although there was nothing embarrassing about the passionate
love making on his apartment chair.  He quickly stepped into his
speedo trunks and slid them on, careful to tie the draw string
at the waste, although he wasn't sure why.

Moon drank in the view.  The well toned muscles of his back
rippled as the shirt slid effortlessly over his head.  His
fingers hooked in the waste of his pants quickly whipped then to
his feet.  A brief glimpse of his balls as he bent to pick them
up and fold them neatly on the bunk.  How she loved his body,
the body of a swimmer.  Tight ass and broad shoulders with soft
powerful muscles.  Her eyes drawn to his pale white ass as he
slipped on his suite.  Why was it that all swimmers had such
tight asses?  She could see his hands working at the front of
his tight fitting trunks, just one other thing she liked about
swimmers, there tiny clingy suites and the way the filled them.

Shawn grabbed the towels and sun tan oil and headed back out on
deck. "How you doing captain?" "Fine . . . though it is getting
warm, maybe I should get out of these sweats" "Sounds good to me
. . . hold on to the wheel there and I give you a hand in just a
sec." Sitting down behind her as she stood steering the boat he
studied her well form rear. "What are you wearing under you
sweats?"  Nothing I wish, she thought. "I got my shorts and a
tank top on" "Good" With that his hands slipped inside the waste
band and pealed the pants down crossed her rump.  She felt a
shiver go up her spine as he touched her. "Now lift your left
foot . . . there . . . now your right"  He tossed the pants
through the open cabin door.  The warm breeze swirling round her
legs.  She wondered if her shorts were wet?  If he could smell
the musty odor of her sex? "Now let me get the top . . . steady
. . . steady"  Standing behind her he quickly pulled the
sweatshirt over her head and sent it flying the same as her
pants.  Sinking back down on the he studied her.

The sun felt warm on her shoulders as she cocked her head back
and shook her head, feeling her hair fall into place.  It was
cut short, the way she liked it.  No muss no fuss, just wash and
let air dry.  No curlers, no tangles messes to comb out.

"Lavender must be your color" "Why do you say that Shawn?", a
broad grin lighting her face. "Lavender shorts, lavender top,
lavender panties"  How did he know the color of her panties? 
Were they hanging out? "And what makes you think my panties are
lavender?" "Well they are aren't they?" "Yes . . . but how did
you know?" "Just instinct I guess . . . besides the ones you
wore or left behind at my place were"  So that's where they
went, she had been too embarrassed to call and ask him after she
go home. "And I suppose you have them mounted like one of your
pictures?" "Well now that you mention it . . . " "Hey I was just
kidding" "Well you are a picture you know" He studied her.  The
muscles flexing in her thighs as she stood on tip toe to see
over the bow as it lifted with the swell.  Her tank top molded
to her chest.  He could make out the small bumps of her nipples
pressed against her bra.  The lack of a tell tale bump on her
spine told him it opened from the front.  His favorite, one
flick of his fingers and it would as if by magic disappear
leaving then proud and ready for his warm wet mouth.  Her ass
was smooth under her shorts, no visible panty line.  He could
only imagine how that was. "Where are we", she asked. "Oh about
ten miles out" "I don't see anything but ocean and more ocean"
"Well that's all there is out here except us and the boat"

Settling back on his towel he leaned against the cabin and
opened his bottle of tanning oil.  Squeezing it into his hand
the fresh fruit smell filling his nose as the clear liquid
warmed to his touch.  Smoothing it crossed his chest and
shoulders he glistened in the afternoon sun.

Moon watched his ritual oiling and thought of how wonderful he
looked.  His body glistening like a bronze god.  She thought how
good it would feel to oil his body, caress it, spill the warm
pungent oil on his chest and watch it trickle slowly down to his
navel.  To pool there for a moment before spreading down into
the thick mat of hair at the base of his cock.  How it would
feel to slip her fingers into his trunks, encircle it and rub
the glistening liquid into his rigid member.

"So what are YOU looking at"  His words startled her. "YOU of
course!" She shot back. Her was rubbing the last of the oil
crossed his stomach.  He could feel the hot sun through his
trunks warming his cock like her warm mouth.  He stared into her
eyes.  They burned like hot coals, as his fingers found the knot
of the drawstring.  Slowly he rolled the top of his trunks down
and the little white knot flopped out.  Like a little white bow
tie against the dark blue of his suite. "What should I do now
Captain?"  His words plain and simple. "What do you mean?" "You
have the helm, you must be the Captain, the Captain gives the
orders"  Her mind realed.  Here was this gorgeous bronzed man of
her dreams asking her what to do.  She was startled by the
thought.  She had been the reeled, the conquered, the
instructed, the submissive.  What kind of a man was this that
was so confident in himself that her gave her control?  Slowly
at first she thought. "Spread you legs" "Yes Captain"  The sound
of his voice, hushed and submissive seemed strange.  She could
see his erection growing, pressing up against the underside of
the drawstring. "Unite the drawstring" "Yes Captain"  His hands
slowly pulling the knot undone as she notice the dark wet spot
where the head of his cock lay hidden.  Slowly at first just the
red tip then the mushroom head popped free of the waistband.
"Put you hands inside your trunks and hold your balls"  The
words sprang from her lips before she could think.  They were
here hands reaching inside, cupping and feeling the tight
wrinkled skin of his scrotum. "Pull down your trunks I want to
see all of you"  His stood and the wisp of nylon slid down his
thighs.  She gazed full and long at him.  The bright light of
day revealing a magnificent male animal.  Her heart pounded, she
could feel her own sex beginning to swell.  Her juices starting
to flow. "Come forward, stand in front of me"  Shawn obeyed, and
stood proudly before her.  Moon's eyes caressed his body,
stopping at his now erect penis. "Oil, cover it with oil and
stroke it slowly" "Yes Captain" Low and direct came his reply. 
She could feel her own wetness now.  Her nipples swelling in her
bra, her hands gripping the wheel, knuckles white as her hands
squeezed the smooth metal.  She could sense his closeness to
ejaculation. "Enough, remove my shorts" "Yes Captain"  His penis
standing straight from his body, suspended in the warm sun. 
Shinning slick as if it has just left her body.  She closed her
eyes as he stepped behind her.  His fingers slipping inside the
elastic band of her shorts.  They paused and probed her lower
front belly. "I said take them off . . . not play with me"  His
fingers quickly retreated to the elastic part of her shorts as
he slowly peeled them down crossed the firm flesh of her rump. 
There were no panties here . . . wait a thin lavender strip of
fabric disappeared into the tight crack of her ass.  He knew in
an instant what it was and why there were no panty lines.  A
g-string, just a patch of cloth in the front and none in the
back.

She felt the slow descent of her shorts, the warm sun on her
ass.  Her sex was a ripe fruit, oozing juice.  He had to know,
smell her musky odor.

"Now the top" His fingers hooked the top and peeled it
effortlessly over her head.  Her lavender bra clinging tightly
to her fully aroused breasts. "Set then free", she gasped hardly
able to stand, only her grip on the wheel kept her upright.  His
fingers quickly found the clasp.  The light bra exploded from
her flesh as her breasts fell free in the warm summer sun.  As
if a heavy weight had been lifted from her, arching her back,
head thrown back she drew a deep and long breath. "Now oil, oil
my body, anoint me my greek god . . . prepare your temple where
you are about to worship" "Yes Captain" Moons head slumped
forward, legs spread, Shawn poured the warm oil crossed her
shoulders.  The warm river ran down her back till it pooled at
the base of her spine and slowly dribbled into the tight cleft
of her ass.  His hands slowly massaging the pungent liquid into
her body.  His hands warm and soft, never leaving her skin. 
Slipping under her arms to cup and caress each breast.  Her
areolas dark, the skin taught and wrinkled.  Her nipples erect,
more then firm hard, rock hard.  Dam she thought, could this be
real?  The head of his hard penis touching the crack of her ass
assured it was.  

His hands slipped low down her back, stopping and kneading that
special spot at the base of her spine.  Her legs shook, she was
week as she felt her wetness spreading through the tiny lavender
patch of cloth.  His hands worked the cheeks of he ass, probing
the depths of her.  Tracing the tight groove down crossed her
tail bone till the tip of his finger rested on her tight
puckered anus.

God, would he, she never had, no she didn't care.  His hands
were a magic carpet ride.  The boat moved, he moved, she moved. 
It was all one, the sun, the sea air, the fluid passion flowed
from his fingers, dripped from her.

"The rest . . .  take the rest" she couldn't say more as his
hand slipped down her ass again.  Lower this time, passed her
tight back door, lower, his arm pressed in to her back side
spreading her ass, slipping down the grove, his fingers rising
up in front sliding up each side of her swollen slit, missing
her clit and curling over the top front of her g-string. "Yes .
. . .Yes . . . Get it off"  The words choked from her mouth as
she felt him tense and it was gone.  One yank and he had ripped
it from her body.  She felt the gentle breeze on her sex. "Give
me your cock . . . let me feel that steel shaft between my
legs."  She thrust her ass back against him as she felt his
rigid cock slip between her legs.  Her head hung down as she
stared at the bulbous head nestled in the soft hair between her
legs.  She clamped her thighs shut on his hardness.  Her knees
growing weaker as she slumped back against him.  Shawn sank down
onto the seat behind the wheel.  His prick locked between her
thighs.  Moon squirmed pulled on the wheel and rose up slightly.
 Shawn hands pulling on the insides of her knees spreading her
legs.  She hung there for an instant while his one hand slipped
under her and grasped his cock.  Pulling it back she felt it
pressing into her and she rose up just enough. "There . . .
there . . . " The words torn from deep in her throat, as she
felt it settle into the depression, that place she knew so well.
 Her socket, the place a cock came to rest just before it. "God
. . . "  She was cut short as she felt the bulbous head pop
inside.  How she loved that feeling, the tension, pressure, and
then . . . boink and it was in.  Shawn's hands cupped her
breasts as she eased down onto the full length of his shaft.  It
was a magnificent cock as cocks go.  Just thick enough to fill
her tight and longer then average to fill her up when she sat on
him.

Shawn's hands slipped down from her breasts in to the v of her
legs.  Slowly they pulled her thighs back, spreading her legs
wide.  She could feel his fingers probing the oily ticket of
hair between her legs.  Soft and gentle the pulled till they had
opened her, pulling the engorged lips back.  Her head hung down
between her shoulders as she gazed at her self.  His cock,
purple vein slick and shinny disappearing into her.  Her hard
little clit red and erect.  The warm sun encompassing it, like a
warm hot mouth.  She could feel and see the twitching of her own
twitching red bundle of nerves.

Transfixed she stared at it.  The slow rolling wave of orgasm
spreading crossed her thighs, up her back and down her legs. 
The heat of the sun like a hot mouth had pushed her over the
top.  Open and raw, Shawn's fingers had laid her bare.  She
could see the lips of her sex gently sucking him, pulling,
pleading for it, urging it deeper.  The slow spasmodic rolls of
lips transfixed her stare.

She had never understood the crotch shots in the mens magazines,
yet she sat transfixed staring at her own.  The sight of it
swallowing him, slowly sucking him.  Her hard, upright clitoris
exposed and warmed by the sun.  The warm rolling orgasms washing
over her.  She would never again be able to look at one of those
crotch shot pictures and not see his cock in her.  Feel him
twitch inside her body.  Know the fullness she felt now.

Shawn's fingers slowly circled the base of her clit.  Then,
using just the nail of his middle finger, slowly he scrapped the
engorged head of her clit.  Shock waves convulsed her body as
she felt his hot breath on her back.

"Fuck me . . . the Captain orders you . . . ", her words
strained and broken. "Fuck me with your cock . . . fuck the
Captain . . . fuck her my magnificent one!", Moon rocked her
hips as she felt his cock pressing deep in her belly.  Shawn's
hands moved under her ass, lifting and spreading her cheeks. 
Moon pulled at the wheel lifting herself up.  Shawn road her up
off the seat.  Her breasts hung from her chest, nipples hard,
shimmering in the sun.  Nipples hard as the warm air caressed
them like a warm and loving mouth.

His hands holding her waist as he slowly withdrew his quivering
prick.  Moon tightened her cunt, holding him till she felt just
the head trapped my her contractions.  Slowly he drove deep back
inside her.  On tip toe she stood arching her back, spreading
her legs wider to receive all that he could deliver.  Slow and
deep he slid into her waiting cavity, warm . . . moist and hot.

Moon could feel the head pressing her cervix, moving within her
gut, pushing, probing fucking her.

She wanted him, wanted to feel him explode in her, shoot his hot
seed into her, feel his cock twitch with each successive spurt.

"Fuck me . . . shove your prick into me . . . take me . . . use
me", the words tore from her lips as she rammed her ass onto his
weapon.  She could feel the heat of him as he pressed into her
hungry cunt.  As he pulled her onto his shaft and held her
there, the heat from his body teased her tight anus.  Her oily
cheeks splayed open as he took her.

His long velvet strokes brought wave after rolling wave of heat
to her thighs and back.  His balls slapped her hard clit with
each stroke, adding their own special touch.  She knew he was
near, near to loosing it, spewing his hot seed into her waiting,
wanting hole.

"Shawn, cum for me, cum in my tight cunt, let me feel your hot
cum . . . yes . . . yes . . . please!"

Shawn drove deeper into her upturned ass.  His hands pulling her
back, impaling her on his engorged tool.  The tightness in his
balls telling him he could hold back no longer.  Like a hot
needle it boiled up from his balls and shot through his prick.

"Moon . . . yes . . . my sweet loving Moon . . . Ahhhhhhhhhh!",
his words lost in the throttled groans of the first ejaculation.
Buried inside her he felt the first hot spurt of his cum shoot
into her.  Holding her hips, pressing deep and tight into her,
as her vaginal muscles contracted around him.  Milking the cum
from his shuddering sword.  His hands gripping her hard, fusing
her to him.   Another, then another, she felt him shoot into her.

"Yes . . . yes, my sweet fucking Shawn . . . love me . . . love
all of me . . . give me you seed.", her words searing his ears
as he pumped his hot cum into her behind.  Her legs quivering
and straining with each new movement.

"Moon . . . for you my love . . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", his
voice in orgasmic agony trailing off to a low hiss as the last
of him poured into her.  Shawn's eyes closed as he started to
sink back down onto the seat.  Moon pushed back, not wanting to
feel him slip from her as they collapsed onto the cockpit seat. 
The wind dying with his cock, her feet rasing up to rest on the
spokes of the wheel as the warm sun and sea engulfed them.

"Moon . . . oh Moon . . . ", his words distant and warm. 
Shawn's hands cupping her breasts, holding them gently as the
boat rocked in the Pacific swells.  Her eyes rolled shut as she
savored his shrinking cock.  Hot and slick they lay, her legs
spread in vulgar repose, his cock still in her, drifting . . .
drifting into sweet warm sleep.

Moon wants more...

She could feel his penis shrinking inside her.
Slipping slowly from her body till the groove under the head was
caught by her tight entrance.  She bore down clamping the little
ring of muscle tighter.  Her fingers slipped down her belly,
slick with oil and sweat.  She ached that deep sweet ache she
always felt after being penetrated.  Gently she stroked the wet
lips of her sex.  The oily hairs glistening in the sun.  Parting
the lips once again she felt the sun surround her clitoris like
a warm mouth.  She slipped a finger lower till she could feel
the place where he entered her.  The large vein on the underside
of him pulsed slowly as her finger slid over the smooth round
surface.  She imagined it in her mouth.

Her tongue swirling round the head, teasing the tiny slit at the
end.  How she would nibble it with her teeth, plant tiny kisses
along the underside of the shaft, sinking lower and lower till
her nose nuzzled the soft skin of his balls.  How she would
guide them to her lips, kiss them with wet little kisses, lick
them with her tongue and finally suck them gently into her
mouth.  Holding them there as the skin shriveled up tight round
one and then the other.  Feeling the heat on her face as the
blood rushed back into his flaccid penis.

Popping free his penis pitched forward and disappeared.  She
felt the sun on her inner lips as for a moment her hole seemed
to pause, shudder, then slowly close.  She felt empty, then the
slow warm flood of cum dribbling crossed her puckered anus and
into the dark thicket of hair on his belly.

Springing to her feet Moon grabbed the towel and dropped it in a
heap on the deck between his outstretched legs.  She eyed him
for a moment.  His body lean and tan.  The whiteness of his skin
above his cock seemed to make the patch of dark curly hair
between his legs that much more appealing.  Slowly sinking to
her knees she felt the last of their mixed juices dribbling down
her leg.

She downed the last of the wine from her glass.  Its warm
fingers curled into her belly, spreading a warm glow crossed her
belly and chest.  She could feel her nipples harden again, red
wine . . . enough red wine always made them hard.  Her hands
gripped his thighs gently pulling him forward till his balls
dangled over the edge.  A small clear drop emerged from the tiny
slit at the end of his cock.

Gently she took his penis in her hand.  It was slick and warm as
she lowered her head, her tongue stretched out to the tiny clear
drop.  It burst like a bubble crossed her tongue, her warm
breath rushing from her gaping mouth as the first salty
sensations of his taste crept into her mind.  How wonderful this
taste, primitive and virile.  Her own tiny penis responded in
kind, twitching nervously as her other hand gently cupped his
heavy scrotal sack.

She pushed the penis back till it lay limp crossed the dark
thicket of hair that reached down from his belly button. 
Lightly she kiss the under side of the head.  Delicate little
kisses, once, twice . . . again and again.  Dry cool little
tightly puckered kisses . . . the way one kisses your forehead.

Rolling his oil slick balls in her hand like the two chrome
ben-wa balls she kept in the black velvet sack in her night
stand.  Curious these organs, these most intimate of male
things.  How trusting she thought, as he lay motionless exposed
and vulnerable.  Was this the ultimate display of trust, letting
her hold him there?  The place were he was most vulnerable,
those precious mysterious things . . . his sperm makers.  She
could feel the tangle of tubes at the top of each one, the
passage it took deep into his body, only to merged and exit at
the tiny slit where her tongue had first tasted him.

Her lips were full and wet on him.  Like she was biting a juicy
peach they parted as her tongue traced the groove under the
thick cap of flesh.  Turning her head slightly she slid her
parted lips down the long shaft . . . straddling the vein that
had pumped the blood into his magnificent weapon.  His thick
pubic hair tickling her nose as she reached the base.

Her mouth opened as her hand lifted up his balls.  Serving them
up to her hungry waiting mouth.  Slowly . . . slowly she sucked
them in . . . first one then the other.  Her other hand slowly
stroking him, her thumb riding the underbelly till it would
catch in the small v under the cap.

The loose skin of his balls shriveled inside her mouth as she
felt him stir.  The vein under her thumb pulsed as the blood
began to pour back into him.  "Now", she thought, "before its
too big, before I can't get it in."  Her tongue circled the
wash-board skin of his tight balls once more before gently
letting them slip free.

Moving the cock towards her, she drew a deep breath and
descended till her lips rested on the very tip of the head. 
Then, slowly like his first penetration of her, her lips parted
as she pressed down filling her mouth with him.  Shawn groaned
low and soft as she felt the great head at the back of her
throat.  Rising slightly she lowered her head.  Nostrils flaring
as she pulled in another deep breath.  Her mouth opening wide as
she pushed down feeling the head slip deeper into her.  She
wanted him, to take all of him, feel his hard strong prick down
her.

Suddenly the resistance was gone and he was slipping into her. 
Her lips pulled at him as she drove him down her throat.  She
could feel the dark hair on her lips as she reached the base. 
The hand on his balls squeezed gently as she felt it swell
within her.  Slowly withdrawing the fleshy rod slipped smoothly
back up her throat.  Stopping only when she felt the grove of
the head tug at her.  Then down, down his hardening shaft.  Up
and down her head bobbed.

He was getting harder with each movement.  She could feel it in
his balls, her middle finger slipping back between the cheeks of
his ass.  Slowly circling the tiny tight bud of his anus as he
groaned with each new penetration.

His cock was too deep for her to know that the clear pre-cum
juices had started to dribble from the engorged head.  But she
sensed he was near.  This was gourmet cock sucking, not the
frenzied bobbing in the front seat of a car at the drive-in.

He began to move slowly, rising up to meet her every descent on
to his now rock hard pole.  Twitching and jumping in her throat
she felt him.  Her finger pressed into the rippled skin of his
sphincter, slowly covering it and her finger with their juices. 
As the first strong contraction coursed through his body she
simultaneously thrust her finger into his bottom.  His ass
lifting off the seat driving his cock full measure into her
throat as the first hot spurt of cum shot into her.  She could
feel his anus grip her finger with each contraction.  His hot
seed spurting deep in her . . . the feeling of his cock swelling
slightly just before it contracted hard propelling the hot
liquid into her.  Warm . . . she felt it deep in her,  twitch,
contract and shoot again.  Her finger plunging deeper into him
with each contraction.  She was squeezing it out of him, taking
it all, loving him, loving it pressed deep into her willing
mouth.  Lips tight round the base, her finger stabbing his anus,
urging him on, impaling him as he had her.

One . . . Two . . . Three . . . each contraction less then
before.  Her nose filled with the smell of him.  His cock too
deep for her to taste him.  Not the same as when she teased the
tip, sucked the round bulbous head till the hot seed splashed
into her open mouth as she savored it, holding it for a moment
before swallowing . . . or on special occasions rising up to
kiss him full on the mouth so they could share the taste as
their tongues chased each other.

One final thrust as his body flexed rigid then slowly sank back
driving her finger deep into him.  He groaned low and long as
she slipped her mouth up the long hard shaft.

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  She could feel
the swollen crown catch in her throat, requiring a slight pull
to let it pass and once again fill her warm mouth.  She could
taste the salty traces of him as she suck a deep breath pulling
the air into her round the twitching tip.

"Shawn . . . Shawn", she spoke low as she gazed into his still
unmoving face.  Eyes closed, mouth hanging slightly open as the
slow rise and fall of his chest told her he was still alive.

"Shawn . . . come . . . get up", she urged him to move. "Moon .
. . my sweet Moon . . . how you speak in silent ways", his voice
low and soft. "Come . . . cuddle . . . the sun is warm . . . you
have drained me . . . I am without form . . . without substance
. . ."

Opening his arms she slid up his slick chest, feeling his strong
hands on her back.  She sucked his nipple as her head lay upon
his chest listening to the steady beat of his heart.  Two
lovers, naked, slick and glistening under the afternoon sun. 
She melted to him as if they were fusing into one being.  His
hand slipping through her hair as he whispered gently, "Sleep .
. . sleep your warm sweet sleep . . . more is yet to come . . .
more my sweet . . . more sweet then you have ever felt."

A thin smile crossed his lips as the darkness of sleep pulled
him from his conscious world.  Moon stirred as he spoke, the
dull warmth between her legs seemed to glow bright then faded as
she chased him into his dreams.

Anally yours...signed Moon

The cool damp air sent a shiver up her spine. 
Lifting her head the world once again began to slowly focus. 
Feeling him stir under her as she slid back off his chest and
stood up shivering in the gray foggy air.

"Go below and toss me up my sweats" "OK . . . where are they?"
"In the forward cabin, in one of the drawers under the bunk"

Moon made her way down and froward into the tiny room.  She herd
the muffled thump, thump, thump as the engine came to life. 
Opening the top drawer she found a tangle of red webbing, some
ropes, block and tackle and other assorted equipment.  The
second drawer revealed what she was looking for.   As she tossed
them up onto the deck she couldn't help but admire him standing
there at the wheel. "So what are you looking at . . .
haveoutself so you don't get washed overboard in heavy seas. 
Come here I'll show you."  He lead the way forward to the tiny
room.  Opening the drawer he pulled out the bright red harness.
"Here put you leg through here . . . now the other one . . .
left arm through here and then the right.  Now, turn round." 
She could feel his fingers on her back as he clicked the snaps.
"Now take a deep breath and I'll tighten it."  Her chest rose
full as she felt the strap under her breasts go snug. "Relax a
second while I get the lower ones."  The red bands pulled tight
round her thighs pressing into her flesh as he made the final
adjustments. "Still don't see how this works." "Turn round and
I'll show you.", his voice lower and more commanding as she herd
his rummaging through the drawer. "You see that metal ring on
your chest?" "Yes" "Well there is one on your back also.  You
clip the safety line into that then attach the other end to the
boat.  If you get washed overboard you can pull yourself back
aboard when there is know one else to steer the boat back to
pick you up." "Oh, and what about when my captain is aboard?",
she asked, feeling something ominous and thrilling at the same
time as she herd the click of metal on metal. "Well then it is
for the captain to control his unruly first mate."  Shawn pulled
hard on the line as the small block and tackle began to lift her
off the floor. "Oh . . . what are you doing?"  Her words barely
out of her mouth as her toes swung free of the floor as she
floated back over the bunk.  Head down as she pawed the air
trying to grasp something for support.  Two quick turns round
the small cleat on the wall and she was secured.  Hanging there
like bag of sails.

Reaching out to her foot he spun her round till she faced him,
lifted her chin and kiss her full and long on the mouth.

"Now what should the captain do with his prize?", he asked as a
devious smile curled crossed his lips. "Hmmmm . . . ", he
pondered. "I know, better inspect your sea bag, see if you
brought any illicit items on board.  There could be a stiff
penalty for such and offense."

He moved quickly back to the stern, returning with her bag. "NO
. . . please, they are my things."  Why, why had she brought
them.  Now he would . . . "Ah what have we here?"  Pulling the
black velvet sack from here bag. "This looks interesting" "No .
. . that's for me . . . me to" "To what!", he snapped in a stern
voice. "Well they are my private things" "Nothing is private
here, the captain is law on the sea"

Undoing the knot in the golden cord that secured the top of the
bag he opened the top and peered in. "Hm . . . and what is this"
 Pulling a round cardboard tube from the bag he examined it
carefully.  Then, pulling the contents from the end a large
black feather. "And what, may I ask, is this for?" "For
tickling" she replied.  Her mind realed as she knew what else he
would find.  Helpless she flailed the air once more.  Swiping
her hands at him as he sat just out of reach.

"Calm yourself, her let me help you", his voice warm and
reassuring.  Reaching out he grasped her hand in his and with
the other traced the features of her face with the fluffy black
feather.  Oh, how she loved that, like little feet they floated
crossed her mouth and lips.  Eyes shut tight as they traced each
socket, pausing but for an instance before whisking past her ear
and down her neck.  She could feel her skin responding as she
felt it cross her shoulders.  Her body growing heavy and languid
as it swirled crossed her breast, flicking one nipple then the
other to an accompanied hiss as she felt them stiffen.  The dark
areola growing taught.  She had used it many times on her lovers
but never had one used it with such skill on her.

"Shawn . . . Shawn . . . ", she gasped.  Her arms heavy hanging
straight down. "Here, put your hands behind your back.", his
resonant voice calm and direct.  Like two heavy weights she
slowly placed her hands on the small of her back.  Barely
conscious, she could feel him slipping something over them.
"There that should help" "Help . . . ?", puzzled she opened her
eyes and tried to move. "Dam . . . dam you", she wrenched
against the ropes that now held her helpless.  Hands bound. "Let
me see what else do we have?" "Oh no more . . . please I'll do
anything . . . don't", pleading in her best voice.

Extracting a little crimson velvet bag her rolled it from one
hand to the other. "And what do we have in here that is so
heavy?"  Why, why had she brought the whole bag.  Her treasure
trove of toys.  Her secret toys for those lonely nights.  Her
special things for her special fantasies.  What had she been
thinking.  Thinking about their fucking, fucking on his chair,
that's what.  Maybe she had secretly hoped he would find them. 
Turn her dreams, those wicked erotic dreams, she dreamed after a
night with her toys into reality.

Opening the sack he poured the two chrome balls into his hand.
"Why Moon . . . Ben-Wa balls.  You . . . I never would have
guessed."  And there is more he never would have guessed either.
 Slowly turning them over in his hands, warming them.  He stared
for a moment into her eyes as his hand made its way to her belly.

Again he kissed her soft on the forehead, then eyes, nose and
finally her mouth.  Soft pecking kisses as he press the two
chrome balls against her slowly rolling them crossed her belly. 
She could feel a fullness in her.  That tell tail sign, the way
she had felt lying on her bed, candles burning, stroking
herself, teasing her senses, preparing for the moment she would
slip then between her legs.  Imagining it was him, his cock,
opening her, penetrating her wet passage.

Lower his hand rolled the balls, now warm with her heat, till he
cupped the fur covered lips of her sex.  The balls resting in
her wet groove.  Slowly he teased, back and forth, back and
forth.  The smooth perfect surfaces rolling crossed her clit. 
Her juice flowed like a ripe peach down his fingers.

"Please . . . inside . . . inside"  Her words hoarse and low.
"Shawn . . . please . . ." "Inside where?", he asked, wanting to
hear her say it.  Hear the words, the words that would strip
away the facade.  Expose the raw wanton woman he desired, his
cock desired. "Please . . . inside" "Inside where?", he
insisted. "My CUNT dam you . . . in my CUNT . . . can't you feel
it?" "Shove them up my CUNT", her own voice raw and hot seared
through her as she felt him press the first one passed her tight
outer opening.  It filled her, heavy and smooth as he slipped
the second into position.   Wrenching in the harness trying to
drive herself back against his hand to force the second inside. 
What torture, what agony, what ecstacy. "God . . . yes . . . yes
. . . yes . . . ", she panted as the second ball popped inside
clicking against the first.  The sound sending tiny tremors
through her.  His finger stroked into her hot steaming hole
tapping the hard ball, then out crossed her aching clit.

"Shawn . . . oh Shawn . . . my sweet wet dream"  Suspended in
space floating on his magic fingers, the soft click, click,
click in her cunt.  Bolts of hot blue flame searing her crotch.
"Fuck me . . . Fuck me . . . make me cum . . . please . . .
please . . . I have to cum . . . "

His hands massaging her belly moving the balls inside without
even entering her.  She remembered the first day she had tried
them.  Slipping them inside, then pulling her panties up tight
as if they might some how slip out.  She had gone for a ride on
her bike in the park.  The wonderful click, click, click inside
her as she peddled along.  How the feeling had started then,
slow and full, growing till she had to stop.  Her crotch sopping
as she quickly found a restroom and made her way inside. 
Closing the stall door she had pealed off her shorts and pulled
down her panties as she left the hot wet balls emerge into her
hand.  They were warm and wet.  Her panties soaking, as she
slipped them back into their little sack and tucked them into
her fanny pack.  She wanted to cum then.  She was tingling, head
to toe, but there was no release.  Those magic balls just
teased, like a thousand fingers tickling her insides, but never
quite enough to take her over the edge.  To plunge off that
cliff of desire into the warm sea of release, to feel it wash
over her.  Quickly she rode home, afraid someone would hear her
in the stall.  That they would know what she was doing.  Rubbing
her clit, taking her pleasure, hot, urgent and lewd in the
public toilet.

"And what is this . . . ", his hand holding a large pink fleshy
cock. "A dildo . . . Moon . . . I never would have suspected" 
Her face flushed with embarrassment as he held it up to her
face.  Yes, it was hers.  Oh, how good it had felt that night
after her first hot letter from him on the BBS.  She had lit her
candles, taken a warm bath and reclined on her down comforter. 
Holding it to her lips she had imagined what he was like.  What
she would do with him, how he would feel entering her.  His
prick, soft and warm in her loving hands.  She had sipped her
special red wine, drifting on her sea of lust.  Kissed it, taken
it in and swirled her tongue round the large bulbous head.  Kiss
the erect shaft, little nibbling kisses till she reached the
great balls molded into the base.  Perfect in every detail,
veins and ridges.  Running her tongue over the balls she
imagined what he would taste like, how he would feel in her warm
mouth.  Then spreading her legs, as she knew he would do, slowly
she slipped the head into her groove.  Gliding over her clit and
down to the little depression that told her where he would enter
her.  She paused, feeling the fullness it created as it forced
her engorged lips apart.  Her legs thrust open till the tendons
stood in hard ridges under her thighs.  Her hands gripping the
base she had pressed it inside, just the head at first. 
Savoring the feeling, how it opened her, how just his cock
connected them, how he would press deep into her.  Slowly she
eased it inside, the hard firm shaft penetrating her, slipping
into her.  Drawing her knees up to her chest she drove it deeper
into her waiting cavern, dark, moist and slick.  Would he be
this good she thought.  She could not wait for her wet dreams to
tell her.  She had felt the soft rubbery balls pressing against
her tight anus as the full length of it had entered her.  Slowly
at first she moved it.  Barely with drawing it at all.  Short
quick thrust that rubbed her throbbing clitoris.  Filled her,
urged her to go faster.  Her eyes shut as she saw him, hunkered
over her, felt her hands on his ass.  His muscles flexing as he
drove into her tortured flesh.

Quickly now, in, out, in, out, she thrust.  He was fucking her,
Shawn was riding her, pressing her legs to her chest as he slid
deep into her cavern.  Fine slick sweat covered he body as she
urged him on.  Her breath coming in quick short gasps as she
wormed the rubber cock into her hot hole.  Finally the words
came. 

"Fuck me . . . fuck me Shawn . . . yes baby . . . that's it . .
. shoot . . . blow your hot wad in my tight little pussy . . .
fuck Moon . . . fuck her . . . fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck . . .
"  Her words in staccato bursts matching every thrust of the
cock as she feverishly pummeled her cunt.  Cunt, yes . . . "Fuck
my cunt she urged . . . make me cum . . . fuck me . . . "

Both hands gripped the rubber dick as she jammed it hard into
herself.  Her body bucking up to meet each new assault till she
whimpered and collapsed on the bed as the warm waves of orgasms
washed over her.  Wave upon wave till she rolled on her side,
drawing her legs up to her chest in the fetal position.  The
rubber cock still buried deep in her warm wet passage as she
drifted into warm dark sleep.

"So you fuck yourself with this do you?"  His words bringing her
back from her thoughts. "Ugh . . . well . . . " "Well what!", he
snapped. "Yes . . . yes I fucked myself . . . dreaming of you .
. . of how you would feel" "How I would feel what?" "Well . . .
inside . . . fucking me" "And how is that?" "How is what?" "How
does it feel . . . when I am fucking you?" "It feels . . . ",
she had to think, she had never had to tell anyone before.  She
just had felt it, loved it, craved it, needed it. "Well full . .
. hot . . . hard . . . throbbing"  She searched for the right
words. "Let's see is there still more in this magical sack you
have brought?"  Rummaging deeper he withdrew a small bottle.
"Astroglide, and pray tell what is this . . . Moon I can tell
you have no need of this."  Rolling it in his fingers slowly
turning it over. "Seems as though we have a problem" "Problem? .
. . What problem" "Well we have two cocks and just one cunt . .
. what should we do about that?"  He anus tingled at the
thought.  She had never done it that way leave alone taken two
lovers at once.  Now her flesh and blood dream lover wanted her.
 Her mind raced, should she, would it hurt, yet he had always
been gentle, trusting and hot.  Stroked her inside and out,
taken her, filled her every need, every crevice of her lust.

"Shawn . . . just fuck me . . . fuck me as you wish . . . "  Her
words soft and tender as she released her pleasure to him. "Fill
me . . . pleasure me . . . let my first time be with you" "Oh,
Moon . . . my sweet loving Moon"   His voice warm, tender and
reassuring.

His hands pressed her belly firm as he milked the chrome spheres
from her hot cavity.  First one then the other they dropped into
his waiting hand.  The fullness gone she grew limp in the
harness as she felt the rope slacken and lower her gently to the
bed.

Quickly he unfastened the buckles and slipped it from her
glistening body.  Lowering onto her back her grasped the pick
rubber cock and slipped it gently between her thighs.  She
gasped at the sudden intrusion as it slipped so effortlessly
into her.  Direct and deep in penetrated till only the fake
balls hung silent between her thighs.  She raised her head and
gazed at his now hard cock protruding from the tangle of hair
between his legs.

Opening the little bottle he squirted some of the clear liquid
into his hand.  Rubbing the insides of her thighs as he crouched
over her in the tight cramped quarter to the forward cabin. 
Rubbing her ass till it was slick and shinny she relaxed and
floated on his warm knowing fingers.  Circling her tight rosy
bud he applied more lubricant.  Gently pressing just the tip of
his finger into her tight anus.  She gasped as she felt him
probing her.  No one, certainly no man had ever had her there,
yet she trusted him.

"Relax, just relax . . . your first time?" "Yes . . . my first"
"Mine too . . . my fantasy Moon" Slowly he press one finger into
her.  He could feel the tight ring of muscle clamp tight.  "Easy
. . . just easy" Pressing deeper till the just the tip was
inside he could feel the rubber cock in her through the thin
wall that separated her two passages.  She felt a tingling as he
wormed his finger into her.  He belly full and Shawn's warm
hands on her smooth round ass.  Slowly she began to feel a warm
sensation spreading cross her behind.  His finger was buried up
to the first knuckle now as her tight sphincter gripped his
finger.  Bending forward he kissed her hard nipples.  Slowly
running his tongue round the rippled surface of the areola.  Her
breathing became more regular and deep as he suckled each breast
in turn.  His finger all the while gently probing her tight
anus.  Gradually he could feel her relax as his finger slipped
more easily in on out of her bottom.

His cock throbbed at the thought of it slipping into her tight
hole.  His finger now buried deep into her dark nether region,
thumb resting in the suction cup at the base of the rubber cock.
 He kissed her deep and full on the mouth as he alternately
drove his finger into her, then withdrawing pressed hard at the
base of the cock, driving it tight and deep into her cunt.  The
shaft bending slightly so that it came to rest against her
tingling clit.

Moon groaned through there kiss.  Her nostrils flaring as her
breath came short and quick.

"Give me your cock . . . fuck me . . . fuck my ass . . . do what
you will . . . only fuck me . . . fuck me NOW!" she spoke
wrenching her mouth from his.  He could feel her anal passage
open as she raised her legs, pulling her knees to her chest,
then spreading them wide till the tendons in her thighs
stretched tight under her skin.

Shawn positioned himself before her.  His eyes staring in to
hers, her face in loving torment as he slipped his finger from
her.  The tiny wrinkled bud of her anus slightly open as he
gently stroked her inner thighs.  Quickly her squeezed more
lubricant onto his rigid penis.

"For you my sweet Moon"  He held it for a moment glistening in
his hand as her eyes transfixed his hard tool.  Her hands still
tied behind her, palms up holding the cheeks of her own behind
as if she were offering it up to him.  Helpless she lay, bound,
open and ready.  Ready for him, to feel what she had never felt
before, to give what she never thought she would, to take form
him his seed once more, to pleasure him and by doing so pleasure
herself.

"Yes . . . My sweet loving Shawn . . . let me feel you now . . .
fill me . . . fill me with your beautiful cock"  Her words
seared into him as he placed the round head tightly against her
puckered entrance.  She could feel the heat of it as he held it
to her flesh.  A pleasant sensation, not unlike what she felt as
she lowered herself into a hot bath.  Taking a deep breath, her
hands spread her cheeks so that only his cock touched her. 
Slowly she exhaled and relaxed as she felt herself open as he
pressed into her.  Could she stretch herself onto this
magnificent shaft?  Her mind raced as she pictured him slipping
into her.  A slight dull ache filled her behind as his cock
began to open her tight little opening.

"Push . . . push . . . ", she urged as she felt her sphincter
opening to receive him. "God your tight!", his words short and
strained as he felt the head start to slip inside of her smooth
white bottom.  Her tight band of muscle gripping him round the
groove at the base of the fleshy cap.  She was panting hard, as
she felt the head slip inside her.

"There . . . I feel it . . . the head of your prick, its inside"
"Yea . . . so warm . . . your ass is so wonderfully tight and
warm" "More Shawn . . . give me the rest . . . let me feel the
rest of you fill me"  He leaned into her as the long shaft
slipped slowly into her hot tight flesh.  She could feel it now,
her belly stretched tight as this second cock moved into her. 
Her hands opening herself for him.

"Let me feel your balls against my ass . . . deeper Shawn . . .
deeper"  His slick round pole of flesh descending into her
passageway till his tight balls pressed into her bottom.  Her
fingers tickling the shriveled skin of his balls as he felt the
tightness of her.  She could feel the cock in her cunt move as
he reached maximum penetration.  His belly pressing it into her
as if two cocks were moving inside her.  Never had she felt so
full, so filled, so vulnerable.  Slowly he began to withdraw, a
slow long exquisite stroke till the just the head was still
gripped tightly inside.

"God . . . yes . . . Oh yes . . . ", her words urgent and low as
she felt his cock slide out.  As if hanging by a thread, a fine
silk thread.  Her body taught and ready.

"Fuck me . . . fuck my virgin ass . . ."  Husky now her voice
low and demanding she urged him back into her.  Wiggling her
bottom as his fleshy spear again penetrated her.

"Yes . . . that's it . . . put it in me . . . deep . . .
Ahhhhhhh!"  Her voice caught as once again she felt him force
the cock in her cunt deep against her cervix as he came to rest
at her very core.  Her ass burned with his every thrust.  Slow
and steady now he invaded her behind.  Squirming her ass to meet
his every thrust, impaling herself on his magnificent weapon.

"Moon . . . I never thought it could be so good . . . your
glorious tight asshole" "Fuck me baby . . . that's it fuck
Moon's tight little asshole"  Her words burned with heat as she
urged him on.  She needed to come, to feel him shoot his hot
seed into her waiting bowels.  Feel his hot prick twitch and
spasm as it swelled just before it delivered its hot load into
her waiting body.

He lashed hard into her white bottom hanging over the edge of
the bunk.  Fingers spreading her cheeks so that only his cock
connected them.  His pace quickened, driving deep till his belly
banged into the rubber prick in her cunt.  Each stroke forcing a
deep animal groan from deep in her throat.  Her torso glistened
with fine sweat as he worked her snug entry.  Her breasts white
against the deep tan of her physique.  Nipples hard as stones
floating on quivering flesh.

"Yea baby . . . do it . . . do it . . . take my virgin ass . . .
shove that big cock in me . . . "  Her round bottom a wall of
white heat as he plunged again and again into its fiery depths. 
The tight band of muscle gripping him as he withdrew, holding
him sucking him back to most private interior.  His cock
swelling, almost painful as he felt his load churning deep in
his gut.  She could hear the slap of his balls against her ass,
feel them pummeling the tender flesh of her bottom.  He was
tighter now, his cock swelling, expanding just before she new he
would come.  Before she would come.

Her mind raced as the words flew from her lips.  His steel hard
prick pummeling her hot orifice. "Fuck baby . . . fuck Moon's
tight virgin hole . . . let me feel your hot cum inside me . . .
pump it in my butt . . . come now come in Moon's ass . . . yes .
. . yes . . . yes . . . "  Her words matching his every assault.
 The warm wave of orgasm spreading cross her ass and up her
thighs as she felt him tense.  His prick expanding ready to
squirt the first hot stream of seed into her. "Yea . . . I feel
it . . . your hot cock is ready . . . let it go . . . shoot . .
. shoot your load . . . come Shawn fill me up . . . Yessssss . .
. there"  The first hot blast like a hot needle coursed through
his penis.  His breath caught in his throat, Moon's words hot
and urgent burned into his brain.  He slammed into her gripping
her hips, lifting her from the bunk, impaling her on his
quivering spear.  Another hot rush of seed shot into her, then
another as her legs straightened opening wider to receive each
new eruption.

"Ahhhh . . . Yessss . . . Yess . . . Sweet hot cum . . . your
sweet seed"  Her body shuddered with each new stream of blazing
cum.  Each new spurt thrilled her as she took it deep in her
desecrated ass.  Never had she though such pleasure could come
from such an act.

"My sweet sweet Shawn . . . my tender lover . . . hold me . . .
hold me in your arms . . . let me feel you close"  Shawn wavered
and collapsed onto her prostrate body.  Her legs warping round
him holding him to her as they rolled onto their sides.  As he
loosened her hands they quickly encircled his back pulling him
tight to her chest.  His cock still buried in her as she hugged
his vibrating body.  Her eyes shut, feeling him, savoring his
heat as the warm cocoon of sleep swept over them.

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