We'd been very busy on the sailboat, so it was time we had some lunch. He said I should put my bikini on and lie and relax on the deck for a bit.

I went to change and put on my pink bikini bottom and t-shirt. He had already put the pillow out and we lay at opposite ends of each other. The sun was hot and high in the sky

I pulled the hat over my eyes to shield from the sun and lifted my t-shirt over my breasts to expose them. He liked that, closed his hand over one and then his mouth over my nipple. I looked at him though the hat and my eyes were smiling. Wine? He asks. Oh yes please, I say politely, demurely, with a huskiness in my voice.

He wasn't gone long, and his chest glowed golden in the sun, the red wine like ripe berries in the glass. He passed me one and we shared a deep passionate kiss. He sat opposite me again and his finger found its way between my raised legs, I moved towards it.

I had a sip of wine and then with my free hand started rubbing my suddenly swollen lips. I heard his intake of breath. I put my wineglass down, dipped a finger in it and then rubbed it over my nipple, first one, then the other. He put his glass down and then leaned forward, moving my bikini aside just enough to give his tongue access. Deliciously wicked of him.

We were interrupted by the sound of a motor, he moved with agility, said: 'Close your boobs love', a was boat passing by and, as if nothing at all was amiss, he sat with his glass in hand, as if that was how he sat a second ago.

The minute they passed I started rubbing my lips again, took my fingers out and they were glistening with my juices, he took my fingers in his mouth and licked it off. Erotic overload

Next minute he pulled me closer towards him, moved my bikini aside and entered me just like that. Oh my god it felt so good the only thing I could do was match his rhythm, all while, at his command rubbing my lips and his hard cock as it moved in and out between my very wet pussy lips. I was grinding myself against him, my moans growing louder, his grunts reverberating through the late afternoon air, we were at the precipice of pleasure, it was building, our bodies were one, we were moving faster.

'You're going to make me cum', he complained. 'I want it all', I said. 'Oh fuck', and then we both exploded.

We were both throbbing against each other, our juices mingling, I felt him slowly softening inside me, I loved that! He knew better than to pull out, I wanted it to happen naturally. I looked down and saw the moist spot grow bigger. He was slipping out, I held on to him and then put my wet fingers to my mouth, one by one, whilst looking at him.

'My wicked witch', he said as we both slid down on the pillow and let the euphoria take us into that realm of content...

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