25. A Quickie With Carrie
I was missing having my two little free use whores, Pam and her daughter Christy, aboard. It had been so convenient. All I had to do was whip it out and there they were. One or the other, or even both, eagerly wrapping their lips around him or bending over offering either hole. Those days were gone now.
I determined that it was time to move on. A change of venue might do me good. But before I left, I wanted just one more stab at some of the sluts who had entertained me so lovingly during my stay. An orgy with all of them present at once was out of the question. I wouldn't survive such an ordeal. I figured that one-on-one was the best option.
Carrie and Celine were right here in the marina, easy prey. I flipped a coin. Carrie won. I wandered up to the restaurant. It was between breakfast and lunch. As I walked toward the building, I saw Carrie getting out of her car.
"What good timing" I said. "I was just coming to visit you."
"Hello, Sailor. Good to see you. What's new?"
"Oh, not much. My passengers have moved off the boat. I have it all to myself again. I'd love to show it to you sometime."
Carrie looked at her watch. "I guess it is good timing. I still have an hour before I clock in for work. Can we go see her now?"
"Capital idea, Carrie. Superb."
We walked to my boat, an anticipatory lilt in our step. Once aboard, we went straight below. As she took it all in, I popped open a beer. I offered her one but she declined. "Not before work, but thanks."
She seemed impressed that my boat had all the comforts of home. "This is nice. You're all set up here. A bathroom, a kitchen, a couple of bedrooms. Very nice."
"And the cockpit is like my back porch. I'll have you over for sundowners some time. One of my favorite things about living aboard. At the end of a long day to sit topside, cocktail in hand, soft music, joint burning and the beautiful sunset. It's magic."
"Sounds like a good time. Maybe invite me after work some day. You make it sound so wonderful."
Carrie was dressed for work, not play. I sipped on my beer and wondered how I was going to get her naked and in bed. "I see you're all dressed for work. It's a nice outfit but doesn't quite fit with what I have in mind."
She raised her eyebrows. "Oh? And just what did you have in mind?" She said this with a hint of intrigue and approval.
I stepped closer and leaned in for a kiss. Hesitant at first, she quickly responded and put her hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in tighter. As our kiss heated up, I cupped her breast in one hand. Even through her bra and several layers of outerwear, I could feel her nipple start to harden. Then I felt her hand rubbing my stiffening cock through my shorts.
She stepped back, looked at her watch, and said "I've only got time for a quickie, Sailor. More advanced play will have to wait."
"A Carrie quickie it is, then. Let's have at it."
We quickly stripped and embraced in another foreplay kiss. Wet lips, puffed up with anticipation, tongues frantically darting about. I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her tight to my body. Our hot skin touching was stimulating. My boner was pressing against her abdomen, hard and ready for action.
She lay on her back and spread her legs. In my previous meeting with her cunt, I had frantically fucked her doggy style, only briefly. I hadn't really gotten to examine her pussy. Seeing it now got me more excited. It was a dark mess, all hairy, protuding lips. It was on the large size and looked enticing, like it would provide a wonderful, sloppy fuck. Our foreplay had gotten her juices flowing and they made her twat glisten.
I was fully hard, ready for her wet cunt. I crawled between her legs holding myself up on my arms. She reached between her legs and grabbed my stiff rod, guiding him to her wet pussy. He slid right in, feeling the warmth of her swelled up innards.
My strokes elicited oohhhs and aahhhs from her. As he got to her inner reaches she began moaning. "Oh, that's so good ... hmmmm yes ... oh boy I've missed this ... yes, yes, deep like that ... harder, harder." She reached around grabbing my ass cheeks, pulling my groin in fast against her fuckbox.
Her pussy was now wet as a swamp and my cock sliding in and out was making glorious slurping noises. Her twat had relaxed some, opening up to give my hard dick an open playing field. As it gaped wider and wider, I thrust harder, faster, deeper. Soon I was slamming this wet hole full force as she kept pulling me in harder and harder.
I was feeling my orgasm getting organized and my breathing was fast and shallow. I could sense that she was on the cusp, too. "Oh, baby ... your cunt is so nice ... sloppy and wet ... wide open ... taking my whole cock in ... I'm gonna cum ... I'm gonna CUM!!" Just as I started squirting my hot load, Carrie bucked up, squealing in delight. I felt her squirt all over my pubic hairs.
Afterwards, I lay on top of her, letting my dick shrivel inside her. When I rolled off she looked at her watch. "Oh, shit! I've gotta run! I'm almost late!" She bolted up, threw on her clothes and hightailed it out of there. She blew me a kiss as she disappeared up the companionway.
