"A ball with the kids" - читать интересную книгу автора (Logan Brad)

CHAPTER FIVE

The next morning Poke headed down to the yacht club to meet Muffy. But she wasn't there and her dinghy was gone. Looking out over the harbor, he spotted Flame. There were three people on her deck. Then Flame's mainsail was hoisted, followed by her jib. The boat sailed away from her mooring with the bobbing dinghy tied to it.

Poke looked at his watch. It was five to nine. He was on time, but Muffy hadn't waited for him. He didn't know what to think, but he was angry and disappointed.

At times like these, Poke liked to drown his sorrow with a piece of pie and a Coke. So he went to Captain Jack's, the coffee shop above the boat yard. He sat at the counter and looked at the assortment of pies in the cabinet on the wall.

"Fall down any hills this morning?" the man next to him asked.

Poke looked at the man. It was the guy he peeked at the night before. And next to him was the woman.

Poke felt his face flush. After peeking at these people fucking, he felt awkward sitting next to them like this. But the man seemed friendly, and the woman was smiling at him.

"No," Poke said. "Not this morning."

"That's good," the man said. "That could be a bad habit."

Poke laughed. Then the man made small talk, telling Poke how he and his girl friend, Sue, were hurrying to get their boat in the water. Poke said he thought their boat was the nicest in Dappled Harbor.

After finishing theft breakfast, the man introduced himself. His name was John. He invited Poke to come down to their boat for a visit sometime. Poke said he would.

And he did. That very afternoon, with nothing else to do, Poke went down to the boat yard. He found John cutting pieces of wood to fit the spaces in the hull. He talked to Poke as he continued working, and Poke saw that John knew exactly what he was doing. He took a few shavings off a plank, held it up to the hole in the hull, took a few more shavings off it, held it up again, and it fit perfectly.

Sue had been sanding the other side of the bull. She came around the boat and said hello.

Poke felt a powerful longing as he looked at Sue. After seeing her naked and in action, confronting her face to face was exciting.

"Let's take a break," she said to John who was already screwing the plank into place. "Would you like a beer, Poke?"

He said he would. Sue climbed the ladder up to the boat's deck. Then John and Poke followed. They sat in the cockpit sipping cold beers.

Poke couldn't keep his eyes off Sue. Even in her clothes, she looked sexy. Her black hair was pulled back and tied in a knot. She wore a red blouse that showed how her tits sagged a bit, but those drooping tits thrilled Poke. He had seen how they would swing and quiver as she fucked. Sue's faded jeans were a tight fit and showed off her lovely ass.

As he watched her, Poke thought she was looking back at him. He thought she might know that he had peeked at her and John fucking. Still, he couldn't keep his eyes from the beautiful, swollen curves of her tits.

"I need some more sandpaper," Sue said to John when they finished their beers. "Why don't you get me some on your way to the lumber yard."

"Okay," John said. "I'll go now. I might as well get some paint while I'm at the store."

John climbed down from the boat, got into the van, and drove off. Poke was alone with Sue. He kept his gaze averted from her. He was too horny to look at her now that they were alone. Although Sue was closer to his mother's age than to his, he couldn't help thinking about fucking her.

"I think I'll just relax while John's gone," she said. "I'm tired of sanding anyhow. This old boat is so much work I sometimes feel like trading it in for an aluminum canoe."

She lifted her feet to the seat opposite, leaned back against the railing, and tuned her face up to the sun. In that posture, her tits rose and pressed against the tight wrapping of her blouse. Her nipples were erect, Poke noticed.

"What were you doing when you fell down the hill last night?" she asked suddenly.

Poke tensed and blushed. His prick, hardened by the beauty of Sue's body, began to shrink.

"I was, uh, just looking out over the harbor," he said. "I got too close to the edge, I guess."

"Did you see John and me fucking?" she asked. "We were fucking just before you fell, and the hatch was open. I just wondered if you could see us from up there. Maybe we should keep the batch closed when we fuck."

Sue opened her yes, which had been closed against the sun, and looked at Poke. He knew that the answer to her question was written on his face.

"I thought so," she said. "I hope seeing us fucking didn't make you fall."

Poke was silent. Why was she saying this to him?

"Did it make you horny?" she asked.

Somehow, Sue's words were exciting Poke as much as watching her fuck had. His prick was hard again, even though he was confused and embarrassed. He felt like jumping on Sue and showing her how he felt.

"John won't be back for a while," she said. "Want to fuck me?"

Poke's mouth dropped open. Sue was staring right at him and she smiled warmly.

"But…" Poke said, not knowing what else to say.

"Don't worry about John," Sue said. "I can keep a secret. Besides, he makes it with other chicks once in a while. I don't even think he'd mind."

Without saying a word, Poke slid over to Sue's side. When he smelled the sweet odor of her hair, he lost control. Throwing an arm around her, he pushed his face at hers.

"Wait a minute now," she said. "Let's go down below before someone sees us. You never can tell who might be watching."

She stood and went down the companionway. Poke followed eagerly. Sue slid the hatch cover closed. The cabin was dim and cool.

Sue sat back on the bunk. Poke sat beside her. For a moment they looked into each other's eyes. Poke noticed the fine lines at the corners of Sue's eyes and how her skin had the dry quality of an older woman's complexion. But the differences in their ages only made him hornier.

Then they threw their arms around each other. They kissed hard and hungrily. Sue's fingers dug into Poke's back.

After their tongues had gotten acquainted, Poke lifted his hand to one of Sue's big tits. He closed his fingers around its massive shape. Now he realized the difference between her tits and Muffy's. Muffy's tits were perky, firm, almost rigid. But Sue's were loose and pliant. As he filled his hand with one, its shape changed, flowing into his grasp and spreading over his fingers.

Poke loved the way Sue's tits felt. Massaging them was a completely different experience than massaging Muffy's.

"Get undressed!" Sue whispered as she pulled away from Poke and stripped off her blouse.

Poke saw her tits tumble out of her blouse as she lifted it. They settled on her chest. Then, when she lifted her ass from the bunk to slip out of her jeans, her tits quivered. As she hopped up once more to pull off her panties, her tits again shook. Then Sue lay back, her legs spread and her cunt gaping.

Poke had pulled off her jersey. Now he struggled with his pants as she watched Sue's cunt. Her pink slice glistened with the cunt juice that seeped from her pussy. Her cuntlips protruded slightly, spread like a flower.

Dragging his pants off his feet as quickly as he could, Poke gasped and muttered. His sneakers were still on, and one was caught in his pants leg. But he finally managed to get himself stripped without taking his eyes from Sue's cunt.

Now, though, he looked up at her tits. Sue was lying back, and her tits had slipped to the sides of her chest. Her nipples were hard and pink.

Poke threw himself down beside Sue. As he did, his hand landed on one of her reclining tits. He pulled it up onto her chest from where it lay off to the side, and he squeezed it tightly. He felt her hard nipple poking the palm of his hand.

Thrusting his face into Sue's, he covered her mouth with his. Sue kissed back joyfully, sucking on the boy's tongue.

They were lying on the same bunk that Poke had seen Sue and John fuck on. He remembered how Sue had tickled her own clit. Would she do that now? It would be exciting to be with a woman who was jerking off. But he would rather work on Sue's cunt than let her do it herself.

So Poke let go of her tit and reached for her pussy. He didn't know if she had begun rubbing her clit yet. But her pussy was a soaking gash of hot cunt juice already.

Dipping his finger into the front of Sue's fuck slot, Poke found the arrowhead of flesh that guarded her clit.

"Mmmmmm!" Sue moaned softly as Poke's finger settled on her clit.

He moved her tender organ in circles, his finger stirring slowly but firmly. Sue immediately began wiggling her hips. Then, when Poke moved his finger back and forth, Sue moved her hips back and forth beneath his finger, increasing the friction on her clit.

"Ooooo!" she gasped as her head fell back, her mouth opening in a wide circle.

Poke looked at Sue's impassioned face. She was beautiful!

"I love to have my clit tickled!" she gasped.

Poke pressed down harder on Sue's clit as he rubbed it. Then he slipped his thumb on it, letting his finger explore lower in her cunt.

By now, Sue was lifting her ass and shaking her hips, grinding her cunt on Poke's hand. He kept working on her cunt. His thumb was wagging, rubbing her slippery clit beneath it. He slipped his middle finger into her liquid pussy.

Every now and then, Poke's thumb would lose Sue's clit because of her wild shaking. Then she would slow her hips until the boy was rubbing her clit again. And, all the while, his finger wiggled around in her deep pussy cavern.

"Aaaaah!" Sue cried. "Aaaaaaaaah!"

Poke felt her cunt chamber contracting, squeezing his fucking finger. He loved the way her cunt spasmed, gripping his finger like that. How would that feel on his prick? He was going to find out. But first he was going to show Sue how he could make her come and come.

As long as the woman bucked and shook her hips, Poke kept rubbing her clit and fingered her spasming pussy. And he watched her, too. Sweat broke out on her face. Her loose tits were whipping about on her chest as she writhed.

Eventually, Sue slowed down.

"Okay, okay," she gasped, grabbed Poke's hand, and stopping his merciless massage. "God, that was pure heaven!"

Laying his hard cock on Sue's hips, Poke let his prickhead rest on her pussy curls. Her wiry hairs tickled his cockhead, making him hotter and hotter.

Still breathing hard, Sue kissed Poke. Lightly, she moved her fingers up and down his prick. Then she grabbed his cock and pulled it toward her cunt. Poke followed.

As Sue dragged his prick to her pussy, Poke lifted himself and crawled over one of Sue's spread legs. Then he planted his knees on the bunk and his elbows beside Sue's tits.

The woman guided his prick to her cunt. As he kept his tongue in her mouth, Poke concentrated on his prickhead. He felt his cock meet Sue's hot cuntlips. A jolt of joy made Poke quiver. But rather than let him slide his cock up her pussy, Sue held his fuck shaft and moved his fat prick-knob back and forth between her pussy lips.

The sensation of her wet cunt sliding over his cockhead made Poke crazy with lust. He felt Sue's clit wiggling on his cock as she tickled herself, using his prick just as she'd used her own finger.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Sue moaned, just as she had when Poke tickled her clit with his finger. "Fuck me!"

She pushed his prick to the gaping entrance of her cunt. Poke thrust his hips forward.

"Uhhhh!" he gasped as the hot sleeve of Sue's cunt devoured his twitching cock.

With his pubic hairs intertwined with Sue's, Poke's prick reached deep into her steaming cunt.

He began pumping. Instant ecstasy rushed through him. Sue's cunt sliding over his tender cock rocked Poke's brain with pleasure. The hot, wet lining of her pussy, spasming and wiggling, treated Poke's prick to the most intense sensations he'd ever known!

"Ohhhhhhhh God!" Sue cried.

Poke was rising to an orgasm. He pumped faster, his pubic bone crashing into Sue's, quaking her body and making her tits shimmy.

Poke came. He felt his jism bursting through his ramming cock. Beside that, all he felt was pure bliss. Like lightning, powerful flashes of high energy pleasure coursed through the boy. From his cock to his brain, a current of joy ran. Sexual rapture filled his whole being.

"Uhh! Uhhhh! Uhhhhh!" Poke grunted.

Beneath him, Sue writhed wantonly. Her legs were raised over Poke's ass, her feet kicking. Her fingers were spread like claws on the boy's back.

As Poke's prick emptied, he opened his eyes. The sight of Sue in mid-climax below him made the last few spurts of his orgasm extra exciting.

Poke slowed his prick thrusts. But when he did, Sue cried out desperately.

"Fuck meeeeee!"

So Poke resumed full speed. But his prick was too worn and spent. It slipped from her cunt. Together, they grabbed it and stuffed it back in. Poke was gasping and sweating. Sue knew he was straining.

But she knew what to do. Grabbing the boy, she pulled him down onto the bunk. Then she mounted him, straddling his hips like she'd straddled John when Poke peeked at them.

Now, as Sue rode him like a rodeo star, Poke enjoyed the view from below. He was still dazed from his orgasm. But not too dazed to remember how he felt when he watched John and Sue fucking. The first time he peeked at them, he remembered from his virgin days, he had thought of faking as a dream. Now he raised his hands and grabbed Sue's hanging tits just as he had seen John grab them.

Being on the bottom was wonderful, especially after coming. All he had to do was lie there. He loved the way Sue's cunt felt, rocking back and forth on his prick. He looked down and saw her cuntlips wrapped around his shaft and sliding up and down. And he felt her tits hopping in his hands.

"Ohhhhhhhhh." Sue moaned desperately.

She seemed to be stuck in a perpetual orgasm, Poke thought. Would she ever stop?

She did, but not until she was exhausted. Sweat made her body shine. She let herself fall forward, her tits hitting Poke's chest with a slap. Then she lay there gasping for breath. His prick softened, but remained in Sue's pussy.

"That was the best fuck I've had in months," Sue whispered. "What's your secret?"

"I don't know," Poke said. "But it was dynamite for me too!"

"I start coming, and I can't stop," Sue said. "It's glorious!"

Poke thought it had something to do with the vigorous treatment her clit received, but he didn't say so.

"We'd better get ready to greet John when he gets back," Sue said.

She got off Poke, dropping his shrunken cock from her cunt. She pulled a tissue out of its box, squatted down, and let Poke's jism drool from her cunt. Poke watched with amazement. Living in the confines of a boat made people casual about things like that, Poke thought.

They dressed and climbed out of the cabin. Then they went down the ladder to the ground.

"I'd better get to work," Sue said. "That way, when John gets back, it won't seem strange that I'm sweating like this."

She grabbed a piece of sandpaper and began sanding the side of the boat vigorously. Her tits wobbled in her blouse, and the sight made Poke horny. Wasn't there any cure from chronic horniness? Didn't fucking cure it? Poke learned that it didn't.

Not wanting to face John, Poke said goodbye to Sue.

"Come back soon," she said.

"Don't worry about that," Poke said with a smile.