Chapter 10
Julie shifted on the car seat, her rear end still warm from the way the drag racer's prick had completely filled her pussy from behind. She glanced over and saw Marika was having the same trouble, except it was her ass-hole that still burned in memory of the cock she had taken all the way up her back door.
"They were good, but in a hurry to get out and race," Julie said, giving a big sigh. "Where do you think we can find some more interesting guys?"
"I was stretched out over the trunk of that car while its engine was running," Marika said, "and it gave me an idea."
"You're looking for a semi?"
"No, not size."
"You're kidding! Size does matter!" Julie cried.
"Not the car or truck," Marika said, vexed. "The motion is what got me hot. And then the cock pushed me over the edge. I got to thinking we ought to try finding a place to screw around where rocking motion might add to the fun."
"If not a car with a powerful engine, then where?"
Julie nodded when she saw Marika was heading for the marina. "A boat!" she exclaimed. "Of course! I always wondered what it would be like in a rocking boat, with a big, long pecker slipping in and out of me. I've never done it, though."
The sexy blonde let out a long loud sigh. There was so much she had never done-and now she was doing it. She felt free at last to explore the urges of her body. Fucking with Eddie had been a drag. He got her wet fast, but he always did the same thing.
She liked feeling him inside her, moving slowly at first, and then building up speed until his prick reamed her out. But it was always the same. Never any variety.
The past few days with Marika had set her free in a lot of ways. Her inhibitions had fled. She sought out new ways of balling, new places to do it and new men-and women like Marika-to do it with.
"Think we can ever get any of these guys interested? The boats are pretty expensive. They have to be rolling in the dough."
"Don't think you can keep up with them?" chided Marika.
"It's not that. They would never give us a second glance, no matter how we wiggled our asses."
"Honey, you got the weirdest ideas. I love the way you wiggle when you walk. And how many men have you given boners to simply walking into the room?"
"But these are rich guys. They can get any tail they want. Why would they wants ours?"
"Not all of them are rich," Marika said, wheeling into a parking spot. They got out and she pointed to a huge yacht bobbing gently at dockside. "See that one?"
"Worth millions," Julie said. "The owner doesn't seem to be around."
"Who is?"
"Just some crewman. A dockhand, maybe. Whatever they call them."
"Sailors," Marika said smugly. "Horny sailors. Horny sailors who can take their bosses' boats out and no one will ever ask why. Come on! Let's get it on and do some sailing!" Marika set off down the pier, her short skirt riding up to the bottom of her ass and showing her long, trim legs and giving occasional tantalizing glimpses of the dark patch pussy fur barely hidden between.
"Hi, is this your boat?" Marika asked the dockhand working to pile up hawser. He looked up, startled. His eyes widened when he took in her plunging neckline, the way her nipples pressed against the thin fabric and the long, lean legs so close to his face.
"I'd be lying if I said it was," he said. A smile danced at the corners of his lips. "That doesn't bother you too much, though, does it? I can show you around inside. There's a stateroom that is fancier than any suite downtown at the Ritz Hotel."
"No, really?" Marika asked with mock disbelief. "What kind of bed does it have?"
"Well-used," the sailor said, standing. He was taller than Marika had thought. Thick through the chest, and arms that had developed well from hard work beckoned to her. She didn't miss the way his pants tented up at the crotch, either.
"I couldn't just take off and go," Marika said. "Not without my friend. Julie, come on over."
"That's okay," the sailor said. "A friend of mine's aboard the boat." He waved and another well-built sailor, this one with bright red hair, poked his head from a hatch. "Jerry, we got time to show these two ladies around the boat?"
"We were getting ready to take it for a spin around the harbor. We have time to do both."
"Sure, we have time," the sandy-haired sailor on the dock said. "We can do both of them at the same time, no sweat."
Julie and Marika exchanged eager glances. They knew what the sailors were saying, and it didn't mean just a tour and cruise. Unless it was a tour of their cocks and a cruise straight to ecstasy.
"Let us help you aboard," the blonde sailor said, putting his hand on Marika's butt to guide her up the gangplank. Julie followed and found herself quickly shuttled away by the red-haired crewman.
"I don't know anything about boats," Marika said, pressing close to the sailor. "You'll have to show me everything."
"I can even show you how to tie knots," the man said. "That's a seafaring specialty."
Marika chewed a little on her lower lip in anticipation. She reached down and pressed her hand against his hidden hard-on. "Some things aren't all knotted up," she said.
"Lemme get this scow out to open sea," the crewman said. He kicked the powerful inboard engines to life and expertly piloted the yacht through the harbor. In less than fifteen minutes they were barely in sight of land. Waiting had almost driven Marika crazy with lust.
The sailor had stripped off his shirt as he worked on the wheel, whipping it this way and that as he got them out of the harbor. The play of his muscles caused Marika to imagine what it would be like having him holding her tight, her legs spread wide, his powerful cock entering her.
"You look like you're already wet," the sailor said, bringing her out of her daydream. She reached down, almost guiltily, to her crotch and lifted her skirt enough to reveal her pussy mound.
"I am."
"I meant from sea spray," he said. His eyes fixed on her bush and never left it. "Not that I have anything against other kinds of moisture." He dropped down and ran his hands up under her short skirt to get it out of the way. Then his hands clamped on her ass cheeks as he pulled her fleecy pubic mound in to his face.
Marika almost came when his tongue invaded her.
"I know now what I like about being a sailor," the man said, looking up at her. "The salt. Tastes good." He lapped loudly at her pussy until she turned weak in the knees. He caught her easily and picked her up.
"You asked about the stateroom. Here's your chance to see it," he said, bending over her. His lips tugged and pulled at the neckline of her dress, pulling it down over her huge boobs. As he swung through the tight passageways leading to the stateroom, he licked and sucked on her nipples until Marika was about ready to cum.
"You do everything so well," she said.
"Let me show you how good I can really be," he said, letting her stand at the foot of the huge bed dominating the middle of the room. Running his hands up and down her body, he stripped off her flimsy dress and let her stand bare ass in front of him.
But he did not stop running his hands over her sleek flesh. On the insides of her thighs, he stroked up and down and finally came to a trim ankle. He bent over and kissed her thigh and calf and worked lower until Marika wanted to dive onto the bed, spread her legs and have him fuck her blind.
The man wanted nothing of the sort. She felt a moment's burning on her ankle. She looked down and saw he had looped a soft cotton cord around her foot and had secured it to the foot of the bed. Working quickly, he tied her other foot to the far side of the bed, so she was standing, her legs split wide apart.
"I don't know about this," she said, then forgot what she was saying as he worked his way up her body.
"Relax, enjoy. I promised to show you how good I was at knot tying." His mouth worked over her belly and higher until he took her tits almost entirely into his mouth. He tongued her penny-colored nubbins of flesh at the crest of each mound of succulent tit flesh and then worked even higher.
He kissed her neck and stroked down the length of her arms. Before she knew it, Marika was flat on her back on the bed, her wrists secured to the bed above her head.
Struggling, she found she was tied too well to escape. He could do anything with her he wanted.
And she hoped he would!
Craning her neck, she stared down between the mountainous surge of her tits, past the furry snatch nestled between her white thighs and to the crewman at the foot of the bed. He had stripped down and sported only a massive erection already sheathed in a rubber.
"You can't do anything," he told her. "All you can do is fight the ropes, and it won't do you any good. I can do whatever I want to you."
"Y-you wouldn't climb onto the bed and stuff that huge prick into me, would you? I couldn't do anything to stop you from fucking me." Marika mouthed the words that excited her more and more. She was helpless and at his mercy-and loved the idea!
Tugging at the ropes only tightened them around her wrists. She tried to thrash around, but found the man squatting over her chest, his hairy butt pressing into her heaving belly.
"Suck on it. Do it," he ordered. His hips levered forward and sent his huge pecker moving along her belly and through the tight tunnel formed by her tits. He stroked back and forth, teasing her. He kept the purpled head of his prick just a fraction of an inch from her mouth.
"You've got a rubber on," she said, and it didn't matter. She wanted that log of man meat in her mouth, party hat on or not.
"So? You won't do what I want, eh? You'll have to be punished for that!"
"No!" Marika had no idea what he intended to do, but she couldn't escape. She was too firmly tied with his clever ropes to the bed.
He moved back down, his ponderous cock dragging over her flesh. He stabbed out a few times, tormenting her cunt lips with his prick. But he never stroked all the way in until the boat rocked and he lost his balance, falling forward.
Marika shrieked out in glee as he penetrated her fully. His cock raced along her wet fuck channel, and he ended up balls-deep inside her.
More than this, the rocking of the boat was enough to stimulate her. His pecker rested within her vaj, but the up and down, back and forth gave her a thrill un-like anything she had ever felt. Neither had to do a thing for the passions to mount.
"I can't move-and I don't have to!" she sobbed out. The tingles all along the insides of her pussy were growing. The boat rocking on the waves caused the man's cock to move inside her in new and wonderfully different ways.
Then neither of them could stand it any more. He began stroking faster and fasterand Marika could do nothing but take him fully up her cunt. She was tied down, and he was in complete control. The lack of volition on her part excited her. She was his prisoner, and he could do anything, anything at all!
Marika loved every second of the bondage fucking. She could let her desires run free and there was no holding back. She thrashed around and shouted and screamed and lifted her ass off the bed, and it did not matter.
He could do anything-and did.
His cock flew in and out of her tight pussy faster and faster. Carnal friction burned along the entire length of her twat and lit fires deep within her belly. She arched her back and tried to jam her crotch down to meet his incoming strokes. She failed. He had her too cleverly tied.
Then the world exploded into a million pieces around her. The cum was the most potent the dark-haired beauty had ever had. He was in control. All she had to do was lie there and enjoy every inch of his hard-fucking cock.
The rocking boat, the hardness within her pussy, the ropes on hands and feet, it all sent her off on another orgasm faster than she had believed possible. She was not responsible for anything. It was all this stud's doing and the freedom this gave allowed Marika to cum like a string of Fourth of July firecrackers going off.
Sweat drenching her sleek body, Marika sank back into the soft bed and let the sway of the boat soothe her. The sailor pulled his limp prick from her well-fucked pussy and quickly cast off the rubber.
"Let me suck it!" she called to him. "Please!"
He grinned and moved forward to release the ropes. A single hot glance from her made him stop. He lowered himself so his jizz-drenched cock lightly brushed over her lips.
Marika couldn't have asked for more as she sucked him hard so they could fuck again, with the rolling of the ship and the ropes and the rest adding to her intense sexual pleasure.