Archive-name: SpecMome/offshore
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Archive-title: Offshore


This is my first attempt at a story.  I haven't done any sort of real
writing for almost 6 years, so I'm sure it could be much better.
I'd love to get some feedback on it, and if there's enough might 
consider continuing the story.

 

"Another pretty good sized group", Don thought, as he entered the Coast
Guard Support building.  The first class of the Boating Skills and 
Seamanship course wasn't due to start for another 20 minutes and already
the classroom had half of its 50 seats filled.  He performed a quick 
once-over of his uniform at the door,  thanking nobody in particular that
the early April evening was warm enough for the lighter tropical short 
sleeve shirt.  He kept his body in pretty good shape, although nobody 
would ever think of him as a body builder.  Even though he wasn't a true 
"Coastie", Don always felt a good amount of pride when he wore his Coast 
Guard Auxiliary uniform.  Most people didn't even know the difference 
between the gold insignia of the regular Coast Guard and the silver of 
the Auxiliary.

The classroom was slowly filling up with the type of people Don had come
to expect after teaching this course for two years.  Most of the students
were older than him, in their mid to late thirties or early fourties.
There were also a few kids, not yet 16, who were here only to get the
required state safety permit all minors needed in order to handle
powerboats on their own.  

Just as Don was about to start the class he noticed a young woman enter 
and sit down in the back.  He figured she couldn't be much more than 20 
years old.  "Cute", not surprizingly, was the first word that popped into 
his head.  She surely wasn't a Playboy centerfold; rather more of the
quiet tomboyish type.  This appealed greatly to Don, as his eyes quickly
scanned the length of her body.  He never cared much for the type of
woman that he classified as the 'centerfold type'; they always seemed to
wear too much makeup and had personalities more stuck up than a 
constepated elephant.  This girl, "young woman", he corrected himself, 
was very attractive in her own way.  She had short light brown hair, 
bordering on dirty blonde, that reached almost to her shoulders.  Her 
hair seemed to add a slight glow to her bluish-grey eyes, and also helped
to accent her perfectly sized nose and small yet full lips.  Don lowered
his gaze to the white cotton short sleeve shirt she was wearing.  The 
shirt didn't try to show off her attractive figure, but neither did it 
try to hide what he figured must be a beautiful pair of 34-C breasts.
She was also wearing a pair of not-too-tight shorts that allowed him
to gaze at her long trim legs.  "She obviously takes good care of 
herself", Don thought, as he got up in front of the now full classroom
and began to speak.

                                 *****

"Jennifer."  The name echoed through Don's head as he entered the Support
building for the next class.  It hadn't been difficult to figure out her
name after the attendance sheet from the previous weeks class had been 
turned in.  That name, as well as the image of her face, had been stuck 
in his head all week long.

Throughout the course of the class Don noticed how intently Jennifer
was concentrating on what he said.  She seemed much more interested in
the topics he covered than most of the other students, although every 
time he looked in her direction she would look down at her book or at
the blackboard.  Or maybe it was all because he was so interested in her.

As the second class ended for the night, Don tried to think of a way to
introduce himself to Jennifer on a more personal level without making it
seem like he was coming on to her.  Unfortunately, as always happened 
in these classes, a few students had some questions about the nights
lecture.  He lost sight of her as he started answering the other students
questions.  Resigned to waiting another week, he packed up his briefcase
while discussing safety requirements with the last of the other students.
Turning to walk to the door Don swung his briefcase around and almost
knocked Jennifers books out of her hands.

"Woah, sorry!", he blurted out, still slightly startled that she had 
been standing so quietly behind him. "I didn't realize you were there."

"I'm sorry", Jennifer said at the same time, her cheeks flushing
slightly red as Don looked down into her eyes.  "I didn't mean to startle 
you like that.  I'm Jen, by the  way."  She extended her hand, which Don 
shook firmly.

"What can I do for you, Jen?"

At this seemingly innocent question Jen's cheeks turned even more 
crimson, and she averted her eyes to the floor.  "Um.  Well, I was 
wondering if I could get some one on one training..."

Don's heart leaped at this request, but made sure not to show any
emotion.  "What exactly do you mean by 'one on one training'?"

"Well," she replied, "Ever since I was little I really enjoyed the water.
My father had a boat, and I used to always go fishing and exploring with
him.  Now that I'm living by myself in Boston I wanted to get back out on
the water again, so I just got my own boat.  I'm a little nervous about 
taking it out by myself, and was hoping to find somebody with boating 
experience to take me out and give me some training while on the water."

"Sure,"  Don replied almost instantly.  "I'd be glad to give you some 
pointers.  Do you have any time in particular that you'd like to go?"

"How about next Saturday?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Great!" Jen jumped slightly, causing her breasts to jiggle under her
shirt, then ripped out a pice of paper from her notebook.  "Here's my 
phone number in case you need to get in touch with me.  If I don't hear 
from you then I'll meet you at the yacht club down  the street at 8:00 
this Saturday."

Don watched Jen walk out the door, admiring the figure hiding beneath
her loose fitting shirt.  The snug jeans she had worn to class did a 
real good job of showing off her firm ass.  Already Don couldn't wait 
for the weekend to arrive.

                                 *****

Jen was waiting when Don arrived at the yacht club.  He noticed that
she was wearing the same white cotton shirt he had first seen her in.
This time she complemented the shirt with a pair of cut-offs that 
enhanced the look of her already shapely legs.

"Good morning," She smiled, obviously glad that Don had shown up.  She
picked up the duffel bag and cooler that were sitting on the ground next
to her, and led Don down to the docks.  Once again he enjoyed watching 
her ass wiggle beneath the fabric of her shorts.

Don almost stopped dead in his tracks when he noticed the boat that Jen
had led him to.  It was a Bayliner, 25 or 26 feet long, and looked almost
brand new.  He made a quick mental calculation and figured that it must
have cost at least $50,000.  

"How the hell can someone as young as Jen afford a nice boat like this?",
Don wondered to himself as she climbed aboard and turned to face him.

"Close your mouth and climb aboard," Jen smiled.  "I can tell what you're
thinking.  How can I afford a boat like this."

"The thought had crossed my mind."

Don noticed that Jen's face flushed again as she started to explain.
"I don't like to talk about it unless I have to, but my family is very
well off financially.  My father started a small software company out in
California when portable computers were just becoming popular.  Thanks
to the PC craze he now owns a company thats worth a small fortune."

"Rough life." Don commented, smiling lightly at Jen.

"Yeah, it is kind of nice being this well off.  I hated it when I was a
kid though.  When other kids found out how rich my father was they all 
started acting different around me.  I never made any real friends until
I went away to college.  Thats why I don't like talking about it unless
I have to.  Anyway, when I moved out here to Boston my father bought me
this boat for my 21st birthday."

"Thats one hell of a birthday present." Don commented as they finshed 
getting the boat ready and got underway.  

They spent the next few hours crusing along the shoreline outside Boston 
harbor.  Don took control of the boat at first, explaining everything he 
did to Jen, pointing out anything a good boater should be aware of.  After 
a short time he handed the controls over to Jen and stood back to watch
as she piloted the boat around the harbor.  From the huge simle on Jen's
face Don could tell that she was definately enjoying herself.  Don was 
also having quite a good time watching Jen's breasts bounce under her
loose shirt with each wave the boat hit.  


At 12:30 they anchored the boat in a protected area of the shoreline, 
out of the way of both the waves rolling in from the ocean and the 
cool breeze blowing down the shoreline.  Jen broke out the ice chest 
she had brought along and spread out a delicious fried chicken picnic
lunch.  They both attacked the food with vigor, not realizing how hungry
they had gotten while cruising around the harbor.

Don helped Jen to clean up after lunch, and stored the ice chest back
down in the boats small cabin.  As he climbed out of the cabin he noticed
Jen had her back to him, and his heart almost skipped a beat as she 
reached down to pull the white cotton shirt up over her head.  Jen 
dropped the shirt onto the chair next to her as Don saw the pink strap of
a bikini top across her back that he hadn't noticed before.  Jen then
did a little dance as she wiggled out of the cut-off's giving Don another
view of her bouncing butt, and leaving a matching pair of pink bikini
bottoms.

Don admired the view as Jen turned around and smiled at him.  Her breasts
were full and firm within the bikini top, and the bottoms showed off her
perfectly curved ass and shapely legs without being too revealing.

"Boy you look beautiful in that!", Don whistled, causing Jen's cheeks 
to turn bright red.  Don had to consciously restrain himself from pulling
her to him and running his hands over her shapely body.

Jen didn't say a word, but picked up a bottle of suntan oil and started 
rubbing it over her arms, legs, and tight stomach.  The show was almost
too much for Don, who could feel his penis start to swell within his
shorts.  He turned away from Jen, hoping she wouldn't notice the bulge
forming in his crotch, and started to get the boat ready for the return
trip.

When Jen finished with the oil she sat down at the wheel and started
heading the boat back towards the yacht club.  "Could you rub some oil
on my back?" she asked, handing the oil bottle to Don.  "I don't think I 
got everywhere."

"Sure, I'd be glad to." Don replied almost too quickly.  He took the 
bottle and stood behind the seat Jen was sitting in.  Thankful for a 
chance to caress Jen's soft flesh, he poured a small pool of oil into 
his hand and started lightly rubbing it into the small of her back.

Don was no novice when it came to back rubs.  He started with a light
touch just at the top of Jen's bikini bottoms and slowly worked the 
oil in small circles.  His hands moved up her back, inch by inch, slowly
exploring the outline of her spine, and enjoying the electric feeling
of her soft skin.  By this time the bulge in Dons shorts had become as
full an erection as the confines would allow.  While exploring Jen's back
with his hands he ground his crotch into the back of her seat, wanting
desperately to feel her hands stroke the seven inches of rock hard flesh
that were trying to escape.

As Don's hands slowly made their way up to Jen's shoulder blades he 
desperately wanted to untie her bikini top, slip his hands under her arms,
and slowly carress those beautiful soft breasts that were only a few 
inches away.  Once again he had to restrain himself, not wanting to 
upset Jen, or cause any sort of problem with the Coast Guard since he was
still her instructor.  Instead, he moved his hands up to the top of her 
shoulders and continued to slowly massage her soft skin.  At this point 
Jen glanced back briefly with a wide smile of contentment on her face 
that told Don she was thoroughly enjoying the attention he was giving 
her.

Don ended the massage shortly before they made it back to the yacht club,
hoping that his erection would subside enough so that Jen wouldn't notice
it when they got to shore.  They finished the trip in complete silence,
enjoying the warm sun and spring breeze as Jen slowly guided her boat
back to the dock.  

Jen broke the silence as they finished tying up the boat, "Would you like
to take the boat out again next weekend?"

"Sure, I'd love to.", was Don's unhesitating reply.  The thought of 
spending another day close to this attractive down-to-earth woman
appealed to him greatly.

"Great!  And thanks for giving me some hands on training."  Before Don
knew what was happening, Jen put an arm around his neck and gave him a
wonderfuly soft hug, followed by an even more wonderful quick kiss on 
his lips as she moved away.  "I'll see you next Saturday at 8:00," she
smiled, heading for her car.

Don just stood silently for a few seconds, admiring Jen's attractive 
body move as she got to her car and climbed in.  "How the hell am I 
going to survive until next week?", he muttered to himself as he headed
off towards his car.

                                 *****

Next Saturday couldn't come soon enough for Don, and once again Jen was
waiting for him as he arrived at the yacht club.  Jen was once again
wearing a loose fitting shirt and cut-offs, and this time Don was able
to see the telltale creases that meant she was again wearing her bikini
underneath.  Without wasting any time they prepared the boat and got
underway, Don once again giving Jen any pointers he could think of.

Shortly after noon they again dropped anchor along a protected stretch of
the coast and unpacked another delicious lunch that Jen had brought. When
lunch was over Jen again stripped off her shirt and cut-offs and gave Don
another treat of watching her oil herself down.

"Why don't we stay here for a while and catch some sun?", Jen suggested.

"Sounds good to me," Don replied, pulling off his shirt and rubbing some
suntan oil on himself.

By the time Don had finished with the oil Jen had laid out a blanket in 
the back of the boat and was stretched out on her stomach.  She reached
back and untied the top of her bikini, pulling the straps away to allow
the sun touch every inch of her back.  "Would you mind rubbing a little 
oil on my back?", she asked, laying her head down on top of her crossed
arms.

Wordlessly Don knelt down next to her and poured a little oil into the
middle of Jen's back.  Once again he could feel the blood rushing into
his penis as he started caressing Jen's skin.  He slowly smoothed the oil
over her entire back with the lightest touch of his fingertips, gently
tracing the features of her spine and shoulder blades.  Once her entire
back was covered with the oil he slightly increased the pressure of his 
finger tips, gently working the oil into her soft flesh.  A few drops of
oil had dribbled down Jen's sides, so Don moved his hands down to 
rub them into her skin.  Again he found his hands only inches away from
Jen's soft breasts and this time they were even free of her bikini top.
The urge to slip his hands under and cup her breasts was overwhelming, 
and the strain of his erection in his shorts was on the verge of being
painful.  He did manage to control himself, however, and slowly slid his
hands back up to her shoulders and then ever so slowly with firm pressure
down her spine to the edge of her bikini bottoms.

"Mmmmmmmmm...", This last maneuver ellicited a low purr of pleasure out
of Jen.  "That feels so good."  Her eyes were closed, and the smile on
her lips showed pure joy.

"Would you like me to keep going?" Don asked, already sure what the 
answer would be.

"Yes, don't stop.", Jen replied in a soft voice.

Don decided to proceed downward and give her long soft legs a rub down.
He gently spread her legs apart a few inches and poured a small amount
of oil into his hands.  As he started slowly rubbing Jen's left foot and 
ankle he glanced up and noticed a small damp spot in the crotch of Jen's
bikini bottoms.

"So, " he grinned to himself, "She's getting as turned on as I am.  We'll
just have to do something about that!"  He continued to gently caress and
massage her left leg, slowly moving up past her knee and towards her
upper thigh.  The dampness in Jen's crotch was definately spreading, but
Don wanted to prolong the anticipation.  He didn't move his hands too
close to her bikini, but instead moved back down and started performing
the same procedure on her right leg.  He really took his time massaging
this leg, and coaxed a few more moans of pleasure out of Jen before 
finally finishing this part of the massage.

For the next step Don took one of Jen's arms and started lightly stroking
and caressing each finger before ever so slowly moving his attention up
to her forearm, elbow, and finally upper arm.  He then repeated the 
process on her other arm, constantly hearing soft moans and sighs of 
pleasure escaping from Jen's lips.  He also noticed that Jen was slowly 
clenching and releasing her thigh muscles, obviously getting extremely 
turned on by Don's massage.  He wasn't in much better shape.  His penis 
was so stiff with anticipation that it was beginning to ache quite a bit.
At one point while working on Jen's last arm he had to reach into his 
shorts and shift his erection to make it more comfortable, also stroking 
it a few times in an attempt to help relieve its aching.


For the final part of the massage Don again focused on Jen's back, this
time gently rubbing any remaining tension out of Jen's shoulders.  He
took his time slowly caressing her shoulders, and also massaged the base
of her neck slightly.  

After a few minutes working on her shoulders Don bent down and planted a 
light kiss on Jen's left shoulder, then whispered, "All done." into her 
ear.

Jen slowly opened her eyes and looked up into Don's face with an 
expression he couldn't quite fathom.  She then propped herself up on one 
shoulder, "Make love to me, please.", she said in a quite voice, bordering
half on nervousness and half on desire.

Don didn't have to be asked twice.  He reached up and gently caressed 
Jen's cheek for a moment before leaning over and slowly planting a number 
of short, soft kisses on Jen's lips which she responded to passionately.
Jen then rolled off of her elbow and onto her back, drawing Don down on
top of her.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him firmly
against her soft breasts, and he could fell her hard erect nipples 
pressing against his flesh.  Kissing her again, Don gently opened his 
mouth and ran his tounge over Jens lips.  Her mouth opened readily and
soon their tounges were caressing each others, exploring one another 
vigorously.  

Jen slid her hands down Don's back while the sensuous kiss continued, 
enjoying the feel of his firm body pressing down against hers.  She 
lowered her hands and slid them inside his shorts, slowly squeezing and
caressing his buttocks.  She could feel the immense bulge in his shorts
pressing against her already dripping pussy, and couldn't wait to feel 
him inside her.

Don broke thier kiss and started slowly sliding down Jen's body, 
alternately licking, nibbling, and sucking her sweet flesh while running
his hands along the sides of her stomach.  Every touch of his lips 
against Jen's skin brought moans and purrs of absolute pleasure from 
her lips.  Don purposely avoided her breasts as he continued to explore
her body, espically the hardened little pink nipples that he could finally
see for the first time.  Instead he slowly made his way to the soft
valley between her heaving breasts, constantly licking and kissing her 
into a wild frenzy.

Don's continued attention to the area between her breasts was driving
Jen crazy and making her nipples ache for the relief of his touch.
"Suck on my tits, please!" she started begging,  "I need to feel your
mouth on my nipples!"  The torment of this teasing was making her pussy
wetter by the second.  She wrapped her legs around Don's, grinding 
herself wildly against the buldge in his shorts.

Don ignored her pleas, and instead brought his hands up to join in the
attack.  He took a firm breast in each hand while continuing to kiss and
nibble on the flesh between them.  Slowly he massaged her fleshy mounds,
being careful not to get too close to her aching nipples.  This added
assult caused Jen to start moaning even louder and her gyrating against 
his erection also increased noticeably.  

After a few more minutes of this delicious torture Don decided to give
Jen the relief she was needing.  He slid his tongue up the side of her
right breast, wrapped his lips around her nipple, and sucked gently.

The sensation was overwhelming for Jen as electric bolts seemed to course
from her breast down into the depths of her wet vagina.  "Oh GOD!" she
screamed, the waves of her orgasm spreading like fire through every inch
of her body.  She clenched her legs around Don's and pulled him so firmly 
against her breast the he could hardly breathe.  Don focused his attention 
on her nipples while she continued rocking back and forth in pure extasy.

After a few minutes Jen regained her senses and pulled Dons face from 
her breasts and proceded to give him a long sweet kiss that fully 
conveyed the pleasure he had given her.  "That was the most wonderful
orgasm I've ever had," she said in between kisses.  "I want to make you
come like you just made me come."

Jen pushed him down on his back while continuing to kiss him.  Her hands
slowly roamed over his chest, enjoying the firmness of his body.  She
lightly traced her fingers up from his navel and circled his nipples, 
trying to excite him the same way he had aroused her moments earlier.
She couldn't wait to get her hands around Don's cock and give him an 
orgasm like she just had, but she restrained herself and slowly kissed
her way down his chest.  Jen spent a few moments sucking and nibbling
on Don's nipples, eliciting a few deep moans of pleasure from him.

She slowly kissed her way down Don's chest, stoping just above his shorts
to flash a sultry smile up at him.  Don's penis became fully erect as Jen
pulled his shorts down off his legs.  She reached up and wrapped a hand 
around the base of his cock and gently stroked it's length, causing it
to twitch slightly.  

"I've never seen a man who wasn't circumsized." she said, looking up and 
grinning into Don's face.

"Well, there's a first time for everything." Don replied, smiling with
pleasure as she continued to slowly stroke his seven inch shaft.

"You've got a beautiful cock," she purred, still stroking it.  "I can't 
wait to feel it inside my hot little pussy, but first I want to make you
come in my mouth."  

Jen grinned a sultry smile then turned her attention to his raging hard 
on.  She slowly slid one hand up the base of his shaft, lovingly 
caressing and fondling his balls in her other hand.  When her hand 
reached the tip of his cock she squeezed slightly and pulled down, 
releasing the purple head of his penis from the remaining confines of
his foreskin.  
 
"That feels sooo good!" Don moaned when Jen started slowly licking the
underside of his shaft.  She slowly planted kisses all along its length
as she continued to massage his balls.  When her lips reached the tip
of his cock she snaked her tongue out and slowly encircled his glans, 
causing Don to moan quite loudly.  His entire penis was throbbing with
pleasure and anticipation.  Jen continued slowly running her tongue over 
the head of his cock, occasionally stoping to plant a kiss on the very 
tip.

Jen's soft hands and skilled tongue were slowly driving Don crazy.  He
could feel his balls tightening with pressure in preperation to unleash
their load of come.  

"Suck on my dick!  Take it in your mouth!", it was now Don's turn to beg
and plead.  But Jen ignored him and continued slowly stroking his shaft
and tickling it with her tongue.  She could tell that he was getting 
close to the edge and slowed down her attack, momentarially halting 
her tongue lashing after licking a small drop of pre-come off of the
purple tip.

"I bet you can't wait to shove your dick inside me," Jen moaned.  The 
feel of Don's pulsating rod in her hand and the first little taste of 
his come was getting her really hot again.  She removed one of her hands
from his shaft and slid it down inside her drenched bikini bottoms, 
letting out a long purr as she slid a finger between her soaked and
swolen labia.  

Confidant now that Don was no longer on the verge of coming Jen resumed
her attack, slowly licking the tip while stroking his shaft more firmly 
than before, mimicking the movement with her other finger in her aching
hole.

Don quickly reached the peak again and this time Jen wanted to taste and
feel his sperm flood her mouth.  She finally took the head of his penis
into her mouth and started pumping him into her, simultaneously slipping
a second finger into her vagina and increasing their speed.  She briefly
looked up and saw pure pleasure written across Don's face.  His eyes were
shut tightly and he was moaning uncontrolably.  He could feel his balls
tighten in preparation for releasing their load, and it only took a few
moments after feeling his cock in Jen's soft mouth before he arched his
back with a loud grunt and flooded her mouth with his hot, sticky come.

Jen felt the surge start in the base of Don's cock and almost immediately
afterwords felt the head swell in her mouth, releasing a salty sweet 
flood down her throat.  She managed to handle most of his load, gently
milking a few last drops as Don's orgasm subsided.  As Don slowly came
back down to earth Jen licked all the remaining come from his still
semi-erect penis.  

"God that was incredible!", Don finally managed to croak.  He propped 
himself up on his shoulders and watched Jen as she wiped up some of his
sperm that had dribbled down her chin and licked her fingers clean.

"It looks like you enjoyed that almost as much as I did", Jen replied, 
grinning from ear to ear.  She climbed up from between his legs and 
kissed him firmly, again pressing her breasts and erect nipples into
his chest.  Don had never tasted his own come before but as Jen's 
tongue invaded his mouth he found himself becoming aroused again, not
only from her skillful kiss but the salty taste as well.  He returned
the kiss for a moment, cupping her tits in his hands and rolling her
nipples between his fingers.


Don jently pushed Jen back onto the deck of the boat then slid his
hands down to her drenched bikini bottoms.  Slowly, very teasingly,
he started pulling them down her soft legs.  He could smell the scent
of her pussy very clearly but wanted to prolong Jen's exquisit agony.
She was playing with her breasts and tugging on her nipples while 
moaning in anticipation of what was to come, pun definately intended!

A perfectly trimed patch of light brown hair, matted down with love 
juices,  appeared as Don continued to inch down her bikini bottoms.
Slowly her swolen pink pussy lips appeared, glistening with juices and
begging for attention.  As all of her charms came into view he quickly
ripped off the last of her clothing, allowing her to spread her legs
invitingly wide.  

Don watched as Jen slipped a hand down to her vagina and slowly traced 
her finger up and down just inside her lips.  "God I need to feel your
hard cock in here!" she moaned, rubbing her finger against her swolen
clit.

"Oh no, not quite yet." Don replied with an evil grin.  He bent down and
began softly kissing Jen's innter thighs, just inches below her dripping
box.  Jen let out a low guttral cry as she slid her finger deep inside
herself one last time and then returned to squeezing her heaving breasts.

Jen's moans increased in volume as Don slowly kissed his way towards her
swolen labia.  He could already taste the sweet juices that had flowed
down her legs so he took his time licking up all the drops he could find.

The feel of his kisses so close to her pussy was driving Jen absolutely
crazy.  "Oh God!" she screamed between moans, writhing on the deck of
the boat, "Suck on my hot cunt!"

Don ignored her cries and instead kissed his way up past her vagina until
almost reaching her belly button.  Then he leisurely traced his tongue 
back down and through her matted pussy hair.  Every second of this sweet
torture was filled with constant moans and pleading from Jen to let her
come.  He slowly returned to her other thigh, still making sure to avoid
her quivering lips.  

Jen's excitement finally got to Don.  He slid his tongue down to the 
base of her pussy and in one drawn out motion licked his way up to her
clit and slid a finger deep into her hole.  The muscles of her vagina
clenched down on his finger as Don darted his tongue over her clit and 
slowly worked his finger in and out of her dripping hole.

The feeling of Don's tongue on her clit was too much for Jen to handle.
She quickly felt another orgasm building up deep within her, but tried
to hold it off as long as possible in order to enjoy Don's attention.
Finally Jen could hold off no longer, arching her back and screaming out
in extasy as she felt a rush of her juices pour from her pussy.  Don 
hungrily licked up as much of her sweet nectar as he could get, coaxing 
her throbbing lips for more with his tongue.  When he finished cleaning
up most of her juices he planted a few wet kisses along her labia 
followed by a final tender caress with his tongue on her still pulsing 
clit.

Jen sat up as she caught her breath, leaning forward to lick her juices
from Don's cheeks and chin.  After another incredibly passionate kiss
she reached down to stroke his firm cock and whispered, "I need to feel 
you inside me."

Don leaned back against the side of the boat and stroked his twitching
erection, motioning Jen over to him.  She climbed into his lap,
straddling him with her legs, and joined him in caressing his cock.
After a few moments he lifted her by her soft ass as she guided the
head of his penis to the lips of her waiting vagina.  He lowered her down
onto him slowly, causing them both to moan at the incredible feelings 
they were sharing.

Jen's pussy was fairly tight but so well lubricated that Don didn't 
have any trouble fitting entirely inside her.  The feeling of the 
muscles in her vagina slowly massaging his cock was undescribably
incredible.

Jen was also enjoying herself thoroughly at the feeling of Don's shaft
filling her up.  Although they were hardly moving she could feel him
twitch inside her as she squeezed against him.  Once again being able 
to press her breasts into his flesh aroused her even more.  She looked 
into Don's eyes and could instantly tell that they were both feeling the 
incredible sense of pleasure that neither had felt before.

They wrapped thier arms around each other, Don still caressing her soft
buttocks, and embraced in another passionate kiss.  The feeling of their
tongues exploring each others mouths while thier bodies pressed against
each other and Don's penis slowly twitching in Jen's warm, wet vagina
was the most erotic experience either had ever encountered, and they both
wanted it to last forever.

Eventually Don broke the kiss and licked his way down to Jen's left
breast, cupping it with his hand and gently rolling her nipple between
his teeth.  "Uunggggghhhhhh!" was all she could moan, unable to form any
concrete words to describe the incredible bolts of pleasure coursing 
through every inch of her body.  Don slowly alternated his attention 
between Jen's nipples while continuing to caress her soft ass.  Each
time he gently bit down on one of her nipples he could feel her clench 
the muscles in her pussy around his throbbing cock.

Don kissed his way back up to Jen's mouth and again darted his tongue
inside her.  As they moaned into each others mouths he slid his hands
down to the base of her buttocks and started slowly pulling her up off
of his aching erection.  Jen took the hint and slowly began riding 
his penis, rising up until he was almost free of her and then ever
so slowly lowering herself down onto him again.  All the time thier 
tongues continued to duel with each other.

After a few minutes Don could feel his balls tighten in anticipation
of coming.  Jen seemed to sense this and began to increase her speed,
burning with the desire of feeling him flood her with his sperm.
She could feel her own orgasm building with every stroke of Don's 
cock inside her, and with every downward thrust she rubbed her aching
clit against him.

Finally Don grabbed Jen's waist and pulled her down tightly onto him.
He broke thier kiss and moaned loudly as his balls released their load
of come and it coursed through his throbbing penis and deep into her
body.  As Jen felt his warm fluid flood into her she squeezed her vagina 
with all her remaining strength and pumped Don's penis a few last 
vigorous times, bringing her over the edge with an equally loud moan
as a mixture of her juices and his come dripped out of her.

As they both regained their senses after their powerful orgasms Don could
feel his erection starting to subside.  He wanted to remain in Jen as
long as he could, so he pulled her as close as he could.  Running his 
hands over her sweaty back and buttocks he gently kissed her cheeks, 
nose, and mouth.  

Jen was thoroughly exhausted, and had never felt as fulfilled as she did 
at this moment.  She caressed Don's face as he continued with his soft
kisses, then leaned down and laid her head on his shoulder, snuggling
against his neck and holding him like she never wanted to go.  
"Thank you." was all she could think to whisper into his ear, enjoying 
the feel of his now flacid penis still being held in her sore vagina.

Don didn't reply, but instead planted another tender kiss on Jen's 
shoulder.  He continued slowly caressing her body, slightly amazed at
the intense pleasure he had given as well as received from her.  As 
one of his hands slowly made it's way up to her partially visible breast 
he heard Jen's breath lapse into a long slow pattern, telling him that
she had just fallen asleep.

Don continued exploring her body for a few more minutes, again enjoying
the softness of her flesh as well as the feeling of her vagina still 
holding onto his limp penis.  He then wrapped his arms snugly around her
waist and closed his eyes.  Sighing softly he closed his eyes and quickly
drifted off to sleep listening to the sound of the water laping against
the side of the boat.

To be continued...???
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