My Slut, Chrissey

By: Oliver Winslet. (C) Copyright 2011. All rights reserved by the author.

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MF, M+/F rom (sort of).

We are motoring down the Intracoastal waterway in my classic trawler. You have been sitting beside me in the saloon, where the main helm is located. There's an alternative helm on the flying bridge, but it is really hot and the airconditioning in saloon is a pleasant break from outside. You have removed your already almost invisible bikini and are draped over one of the lounges near the wet bar.
We are near a channel to the ocean, and I decide we should take the boat outside. It is a nice day and the ocean is relatively calm. Besides, a boat this size will rise and fall with the waves so delicately that it may seem like a day on a pond. After we navigate the channel, I set a course that will parallel the coast about a mile offshore and will carry us to the next inlet. Setting the autopilot, I start paying attention to you, first bringing you a glass of champaigne and then sitting beside you. You lean toward me and rest your head on my shoulder as you take the first sips of your drink, while I am idly fondling your boobs.
I don't rush things and allow you to gently sip you beverage as I expand my fondling to your tummy and then to your (currently) shaved crotch, slowly slipping a couple fingers into your gash. You are already wet. I like that and increase my activity in your hole, sliding my fingers in and out. I use my thumb to occasionally brush your clitoris, apparently sending dainty chills through your body. I am for the moment content. You seem to be content also. The gentle rise and fall of the ocean is tranquilizing us as we move along, the powerful engine throbbing softly in the background.
My hand in your cunt has finally brought you to a gentle orgasm. You announce your cum with a soft sigh followed by a gasp and then quivering all over. I am happy to have given you this small gift. You are beautiful as you cum, even more so than when you stand on deck, naked, raising your arms to the sun, each morning as we travel south toward the Florida keys, heading to Key West, where we will enjoy the October pleasures of Fantasy Fest.
Fantasy Fest, where you will revel in being naked for the entire time we are there. Sometime with your body painted in gorgeous, sensual patterns of multiple hues; other times simply naked. In either case, you will be incredibly beautiful, to me. How many times while there will you lean forward in the midst of the crowd to accept a strangers cock into your cunt while I address another woman's pussy with my dick? How many other women's gashes will you lick while I fuck your precious cunt? That is the mystery that keeps us both happily anticipating the days that are soon ahead of us.
Before Key West is Miami, where we will need to take on more fuel. We have been traveling without making port for over a week, nearly a thousand miles and we need all sorts of provisions. Sadly, you will have to dress, at least in a bikini or a wrap around while we shop for provisions. The fuel dock, however, is not so formal, so you can give the attendants a good view of yourself, and since it will take at least a half hour, perhaps be a bit more personal, if they can get it up quickly enough. You may also buy us a discount on fuel. What a nice trade for both of us. You get fucked by a strange dick or two or three, and I save a couple hundred bucks on refilling the fuel tanks. Lovely . . .
Once again on the way south on autopilot, and I find myself sucking your twat. The juices of the three fuel dock attendants has mellowed and is almost tasty. I make sure to share it with you. You make happy sounds as you lick their essence off of my fingers as I put them in your mouth. I suck your clit and then lick your gash. Your natural taste is finally becoming predominant. I don't mind the other flavors, but yours is sweetness beyond all others. I love to drink your juices.
I accelerate my sucking, licking, and fingering. You cum to climax. It seems to be a good one. You are so beautiful when you cum. You glow with erotic light. You reek of the joy of sex. You smell like a goddess. I inhale you, your juices, your sweetness, your essence, your lustful soul. I am surrounded by you sensuality. I move up and fuck you, at first slowly, gradually building until, you explode, dragging me along with you. We are now two people who are sharing the universe with love, with powerful orgasms, skin to skin, top to bottom, so close together. totally joined in lust and in love. We have been touched by the gods. We have shared ourselves, completely.
We slowly separate, gradually returning to reality, to earth. It is a reluctant return. You have been fucked by several men, but this fuck is the most profound, the most loving, the most perfect. You smile at me and offer me a gentle kiss. I return it and also the smile. You are once again the most beautiful woman, anywhere.
Oh how I love your body and its ability to enslave me. I love your eyes and their ability to capture and control me. Yet, I love your willingness to submit to my every whim, to fuck anyone I tell you to, to bare yourself where I demand you do so, to always do as I say, to be my true submissive. You are the best piece of ass I have ever owned. My super slut bitch. My Chrissy.