SUGGESTIONS
51. My visit to the local dive bar, the Monkey, had only yielded proof that it was, in fact, a bona fide dive bar. And I had some free entertainment watching two gutter dwelling whores beat the crap out of each other. As I walked along the road back toward the marina, I spotted another, more respectable looking, bar & grill on the other side of the busy road. I decided to give it a try. Maybe my luck would be better here.
Only a few locals and a few tourists were enjoying the air conditioning and the ambience, if you could call it that, was a typical, boring nautical theme. I sidled up to the bar. A tempting sweet young thing approached.
"What can I get 'ya?"
"Bottle of Bud, please. I need to calm down after what I just witnessed at the Monkey."
As she opened the cooler to get my beer the attractive barmaid nonchalantly asked "Just knives? Or were guns involved, too? That place scares me."
"No weapons used. Just two gutter whores beating the crap out of each other. Pretty brutal to watch."
"I'm gonna guess Carla was involved. She's just not the same after the accident. She's banned from every bar for miles 'cept the Monkey."
She handed me my beer, and I downed half of it in one long draw. "I'll be needing another Bud and a fish sandwich, if you don't mind."
My eyes were riveted to her tight ass as she turned to place my order. The bottoms of her butt cheeks were on full display, the cuffs of her shorts failing to cover them. She was pushing 30 but looked younger. Her bangs were cut long, the wispy hairs falling down her forehead playing tag with her long eyelashes. Her strawberry blonde hair hung to her shoulders. Pretty hazel eyes with just enough makeup to make them sparkle.
When she set my plate in front of me, she asked, "will there be anything else?"
"Some extra tartar sauce, please. And some advice."
"Advice about what? You appear 'worldly' and more accustomed to giving advice than asking for it."
"I got here on my boat a few days ago. I've tried a few places looking for a diversion, some fun. Nothing's clicked so far. Especially not the Monkey." She rolled her eyes. "I'm just looking to chill. A blunt, drink in hand, smooth music in the background. Is that too much to ask?"
"Damn, mister! That sounds perfect! Maybe you're looking in the wrong places."
"I guess that's the advice I'm looking for. I want some suggestions on where I should be looking."
She held up one finger telling me to hold on a minute. She moved off to serve the waitress, pouring drinks and passing plates to her. Then she disappeared into the kitchen. I ate my food and finished my beer. Then a different barmaid appeared. "All finished? Can I get you anything else?"
"Just my check, please. And where did the last girl go? I want to make sure she gets her tip."
"Oh, she'll be right out."
Moments later she did appear and walked around the bar to the customer side. She approached me. "Your offer of a blunt, a drink and some smooth music in the background is accepted. I'm Corine." She extended her hand.
I took her hand and kissed the back of it. She raised her eyebrows in surprise at my outdated but gentlemanly gesture. "I'm Sailor. It's a delight to make your acquaintance."
She responded "I'd like to suggest that we go to your boat for that blunt and drink. Are you open for company?"
We drove her car the short distance to the marina and took the short dinghy ride out to my Love Boat. The whole dinghy ride I was counting my blessings. And checking out Corine's tight body. In addition to a very attractive face and her nicely shaped ass, she sported breasts that we're full and firm. They held their own and, without a bra, they bounced and jiggled provocatively as the small boat skipped over the waves. Her legs were tan, smooth, and proportional. Very nice. I'd give her an 8.5 out of 10.
Once aboard, I suggested that she accompany me below while I tended to the bar. "Come down below and look around while I make drinks. Then we can retire to the cockpit." She gave my boat a quick once over, then came and stood close to me while I poured our libations.
She was being very flirty and affectionate. As I poured our drinks, she came up behind me putting one hand on my shoulder, pressing her body against mine and looking over my shoulder at what I was doing. "Those look tasty, Sailor. Don't forget the blunt."
In the cockpit, she sat so that our legs were touching. One hand on my thigh, she offered a toast. "To Sailor and his wonderful suggestion! Drinks and a blunt! Capital!" We did the usual "here, here" and took a sip. I now felt obligated to offer a toast of my own.
"To Corine! Let's hope the rest of my suggestions are so well received!" More drinking and a puzzled, inquisitive look from her. We sat silently enjoying the ambiance. I fired up a blunt and we passed it between us.
After some dead air time, she asked "So, what other suggestions were you referring to in your toast?"
I laughed. "I have several, but they're probably best kept to myself. I'm afraid I'd scare you away!"
She turned and looked at me with a challenging anticipation. "Don't be afraid. I'm not going anywhere until I hear about these suggestions of yours." She leaned in just a little bit closer as if she wanted a kiss.
Playing dumb I responded "I guess my first suggestion is for you to let me kiss you. May I?"
"I've been patiently waiting..." as our lips locked in a steamy embrace. Her lips were full and swollen from the sexual tension between us. It was a wet kiss, full of what was to come. Like a precursor of even better feelings to be enjoyed.
My hand instinctively reached for her breast. With no bra on, her nipple was showing off through her sheer blouse. Hard and standing up, it was showcased by a very dark areola encircling it. I fondled her firm gland and tweaked her nipple. She began gasping through our kiss.
We broke only to turn our heads, picking right back up with even more heavy breathing. I felt her hand slide up between my shorts and my skin. Our kissing had awakened him, and she had no trouble wrapping him in her hand.
We were both breathing heavily when we broke away. Simultaneously reaching for our drinks, I said "That suggestion was very well received. That's two so far. I have more, but maybe it's your turn to make a suggestion. Anything you want to suggest?"
She sat for a minute cogitating. She took a sip from her glass as did I. Staring off to the side, there was a big sigh from her. Her body twisted around, facing me. Her eyes engaged mine. "Sailor, I don't tell this to anyone, especially not to men I've just met. But you give off a peculiar, magnetic vibe, something that resonates within me." She paused and took a big swallow of her drink.
"I'm an anal queen. There! I've said it." She gave a big sigh of relief as I smiled and raised my glass. "My asshole is my start-stop point. I think about it nonstop. I love my toys. I crave having big things shoved in there. I wear a butt plug all the time."
"That's very erotic, Corine. It's good to know and turns me on. But is there a suggestion in there that I missed?"
She sported an ear splitting grin as she reached for her drink. "Well, knowing what you know, my only suggestion is that we get below and look for some fat things." Once below, she turned to me and put her hands on my shoulders. I had my hands on her hips as we gently swayed in a provocative dance. Her head cast down, her pretty eyes turned upwards, and she bit her bottom lip. "You like assholes, don't you?" It was more of a statement than a question. "I'm gonna need you to help remove my butt plug. Can you help with that?"
With no real need for an answer, she pulled down her pants. She stepped out of her thong, draping it over my forehead and ran her hand up her flat belly from her shaven mons Venus to her breast, cupping it and giving her nipple a sharp twist. She turned and lay on her back on the bed. She lifted her legs straight up and spread her cheeks with her hands. "There she is, big boy. Let's start with the plug, shall we?"
As expected, her anus was big. Dark brown/reddish with creases and crinkles surrounding the shiny metal base of her plug. I grabbed the base and tugged. Nothing. It didn't pop out like expected. I pulled harder and the biggest, fattest plug I could imagine came wallowing out of her asshole. It left behind a gaping hole, opening and closing, gasping for attention.
I stood there staring at her anus flashing at me not sure how to proceed, Corine made a new suggestion. "I suggest you start with your cock."
With my cock standing nearly straight up, I pulled her hips closer to the edge of the bed. She responded by tipping her pelvis back and pulling her legs back to her shoulders. There was no need for lube. This thing was already gaping and ready. The rounded head of my dick needed no help entering the devil's playground. He slipped in 4 inches, the next push was thighs to cheeks. Instantly Corine started working her sphincter muscle. She had complete control over it. She used her anus like we use our lips. Her asshole was doing the same to my cock.
It was a big hole with no bottom. As my dick stroked in and out, she tightened her sphincter and wrapped him in the soft inside tissues making it tighter. "Yes, Sailor ... oohhh ... yes ... that's nice ... feel free in there ... don't hold anything back! My asshole needs to be wrecked and abused."
I got the angle just right and started pounding. She was turning her head from side to side, moaning. I got to own her asshole for as long as I wanted. There was no "stop, it hurts!" I didn't hear "you're too big, take it out!" She just lay there and let me have my way with her anus. She let me pound her till I was done.
When I stepped back, I saw my cum dribbling down to her ass crack. I also saw a gaping hole, the size of a cue ball, and then her prolapse. She tightened her muscles, and this hot, dark red/pink flower appeared. She worked it in and out of her anus, putting on a show. The smile and wonderment in her face told me she was proud of her asshole and what she could do with it.
She gave me a seductive look using her pretty eyes to her advantage. "I think it's your turn to make a suggestion, Sailor. What do you suggest we do next?"
"Corine, I'm at a loss here, babe. I could suggest so many things, but they might hurt you. I'd be happy just to see you stick stuff up that industrial ass. But I think it'd be better if you made the next suggestion."
She furtively looked around, scanning for something to use in her ass. "There. On the table. That long silver police flashlight." I handed it to her. She seized it with both hands, one above the other. Slowly she arched it down until it touched the pillow of pulsing red tissue from inside her ass. She pushed her prolapse in and out a couple of times, then stabbed 6 inches of the flashlight into her asshole.
She rapidly smashed half the flashlight into her anus a couple dozen times. Then she put one hand on the lens end and shoved the whole thing in. She fucked her ass hard with that flashlight, a look of determination on her face. She stopped to catch her breath. "Wanna try?"
I put my hand over hers on the end. Together we pushed that rod in very slowly from outside all the way to our fingertips. Her hand guiding mine, my hand guiding hers, we slowly pumped that rod in and out, over and over.
"That was nice, Sailor. But it was only a tease. I'm desperate for something bigger. Use your hand, your fist. I need you to fill me up, stretch my ass to the max." As she said this, she was working her prolapse in and out, putting on quite a show. It was like a neon light flashing to draw attention, impossible to ignore.
I grabbed the lube spreading it on my hand up to the wrist. Three fingers started the assault on her monstrous hole. It was warm and slimy, and my three fingers were totally lost in there. I folded my hand and pushed the whole thing inside. The groans, the sucked in breath, the ahhs all told me she liked what I was doing. I pushed my fist in and out, twisting it around inside. She cried out in ecstasy and grabbed my arm, pushing it in and out of her magnum portal. She was using my hand and arm like a giant dildo, fucking herself with it. I fist fucked her until her whole body stiffened up and she squirted, completing her journey to the promised land.
She looked up at me, her head tilted coquettishly, a satisfied twinkle in her eye. "Any more suggestions, Sailor?"
