A cruise of Pleazure

Sandra dragged a deep relaxing breath into her chest as she felt the crisp sea breeze crossover her bared chest. Her hardened nipples were pointed straight upward at the cloudless sky overhead and her entire body glistened with a combination of sweat and oil. Whatever tan lines she may have had when the trip began were long since faded and her entire body had an even tan now. The black shades she perpetually wore concealed her pretty brown eyes that occasionally opened to see who was ogling her. She didn't mind. Actually she only minded when nobody was checking her out. She'd spent the last several months working out to tone her body into its current Coke bottle form.

Right now the only other person on the deck was Justin. He was wearing a pair of black swim trunks with a tribal symbol on one leg. Like most men of his age the shorts could almost have been considered pants, they reached midway down his calf and made his already slender frame seem gaunt. His brown eyes were however where they were supposed to be, inching up over Sandra's thighs to her trimmed little pussy. He seemed stuck there for a moment as a few fantasies leaped through his mind then moved higher on her frame. It wouldn't have hurt Sandra to move up a bust size. A good firm handful of flesh would have elevated Sandra from hot to unbelievable. A bad boy smirk curled his lips as he realized not only was she awake but she was watching him.

"Hey babe." Justin said in his usual swagger walking up to Sandra brazenly staring at her hardened nipples for a moment before staring over the railing at the sea.

She never knew what to say to Justin. The way he stared at her just made her lips drip with lust. Sandra turned slightly to face him letting her eyes slowly move over his back before letting a rumbling purr escape her lips. "Hey yourself." As he turned to face her she ran her tongue over her lips.

As usual he ignored her advances, not so much as a flicker of interest in those brown eyes, a feature he took great pride in. "Not to much farther till we arrive at Isla Cielo." He dragged his gaze away from her glistening lips to start back over the horizon and gently rocking waters. "So, tell me, what do you expect to find at Cielo?"

"Just stretches of beautiful beach so they can take pictures of me." Sandra replied turning her head towards Justin. She could barely see the horizon over his along side his waist. "I don't know why you are so shy. You can take off your shorts anytime you want you know?" Sandra suggested licking her lips again and batting her eyes in a wasted gesture.

"Fine. If you'll show me yours I'll show you mine." Justin responded turning around slowly leaning against railing. Even through her glasses he could read her expression. Sandra stared at him again, a sudden warmth spreading from her womanhood up into her stomach as she experienced his personality. She drew in a deep breath swelling her breasts slightly she barely noticed her hand wandering down between her thighs to stroke her engorged clit.

She might not have been entirely aware of what she was doing but Justin was, his brown eyes had instantly zoned in on her wet pussy. For a long moment he just stared at her, his smirk turning to a full smile as he reached down and untied his trunks. As she pushed a pair of her slender fingers into her moist pussy Justin lowered his trunks to his ankles.

Just under nine inches of hard flesh was revealed as Justin stepped out of his trunks. "I'm glad you like it." Justin teased walking toward her. Sandra remained still her gaze focused on the bobbing dickhead approaching her. Reaching up with one hand she lowered her shades so she could look into his eyes before she wrapped her slender hands around his dick.

Using her hand she stroked the head of his dick teasingly tightening her grip. Within a few moments Justin's thighs had a slight tremble as she stroked his dick leaning up slowly and tracing the underside her tongue. His heart was beating so hard that she could feel it through his dick. "Mmmm. You taste good Justin." He didn't respond, instead he braced himself against the lounge chair she was laying on.

Using his dick as a handle she guided him around till he was standing at the head of the chair, his legs just slightly parted. Sandra rolled over onto her knees keeping his dick in grasp and carefully knelt on the chair her tongue dancing along the underside of his sack as she stroked him off. "You like that Justin?" He didn't quite form a word, instead he lightly moaned and nodded in response. Sandra giggled running her tongue the length of his dick tracing around the crown slowly. "Nuh uh. You gotta tell me what you like, or else I won't know."

Justin felt his hands clench into fists then slowly relax as she continued her assault on him. Stomach muscles tightened as she wrapped her lips around the tip of his dick. Once she had it firmly between her warm soft lips she started twirling her tongue all around the crown. Every time her tongue flickered along the "v" on the underside of the dick it leaped in her mouth. In less than a minute she had him pulsing, just inches away from cumming in her mouth.

"Not just yet big man." Sandra stood up the tips of her toes so her lips were brushing against his. Quickly she brought the saran up behind his head and pulled him down for a kiss. His eyes shot open as he felt her tongue push past her lips and twirled with his. "Say something sweet."

"Like please don't stop?" Justin replied wriggling slightly easing his trunks down to the deck and kicking them aside.

"Oh I'm not sure I would stop even if you asked me to." She whispered wrapping her arms around his shoulder and pulling herself up. Sandra rested her feet on the railing behind him sliding her moist outer lips along his hard dick. I think if you tried to stop me I'd just throw you down and ride." She purred biting down on his ear lobe and gently tugging on it.

Justin gripped Sandra's ass and pulled her up against him aiming his dick at her dripping pussy. "Don't worry if you did try to stop I'd just take you by the hair and rape you." He hissed back grinding his dick against her opening. A slight squeal escaped her lips as the tip slipped into her pussy.

"You can't rape the willing." She replied dropping her weight down and impaling herself on his dick. Only the railing kept him from collapsing as his legs weakened beneath him. "Just hold still for me big daddy." Sandra's nails dug into his shoulders as she started riding up and down on his dick. Each time she pulled up nearly letting his head escape her before plunging downward.

Justin's eyes glazed over as she ground her lips against his a muffled moan escaping her. Fingers locked down on the railing desperate to support his weight while pumping his hips back against her own. After a few moments he managed to get his rhythm down plunging his tongue into her mouth. It was Sandra that finally broke the kiss whipping her head back in ecstasy and her hair settling down over Justin's shoulders in the end. Justin's eyes clenched shut as Sandra bit down on his lip tugging roughly as she clawed into his shoulders. The combined sensations would have been painful if not for the wonderful feelings she was sending to his dick.

For a brief moment the world went pure white as Sandra felt his dick bottom out inside her. Her muscles all locked in to place as her pussy exploded in a series of spasms that coated his dick in her juices. A shriek parted her lips as her hips finally started to work furiously riding out the wave of euphoria. "Gods."

The sudden tempo change was more than Justin' could handle letting his head fall back as he slowly slide down to deck with Sandra still riding him. His hands moved to her hips guiding her to just the right spot before digging his fingers into her ass and groaning. He felt his entire body stiffen as he came. He lost count after the first three draining blasts flooded her pussy. "Damn, that was good." Justin whispered gently kissing her forehead.

"Definitely." Sandra replied kissing his lips cradling his face. "Look behind you." Justin sighed deeply turning his head toward the horizon.

The sun was setting behind the island which was much closer now. Even in the dying light they could make out the palm trees that lined the black sand beach and almost see the waves as they splashed up on the land. "We should get some rest." Justin said finally lifting Sandra from his lap and getting to his feet. "I'll see you in the morning beautiful." He kissed her one last time, letting his tongue briefly dance with hers before walking below deck to his room. Sandra walked over to one of the lounge chairs and lay down putting her shades on to keep the boat lights from waking her when they came on.