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By *eardybob OP Man
over a year ago
the Goldilocks Zone |
(Another bedtime story for my wee Scottish muse)
It was a beautiful day. Grey overcast skies had cleared and there was barely a cloud overhead now - a warm gentle breeze whispering by...
The last days of Summer were here. You had been touring around Northern Ireland as a little last minute staycation, and I had asked you to meet me in Bangor - initially you had been reluctant, but I talked you into it - promising that the journey would be worth your while... How true that would turn out to be!
We met in the car park by the lifeboat station. No one batted an eyelid - it was common for folks around there to randomly chat to strangers, so though I was well known to many people locally, I was completely relaxed.
"It's good to see you L" I said
"I wasn't really sure that you'd come".
"Course I came" you say "so what's the plan?"
You look over your shoulder at the Royal hotel "we gonna check in for a few hours?" you ask
I blush... "I'd love to, but it's a little beyond my pocket" I say - "anyway... I have something else in mind... Come with me".
You lock your car and we walk towards the coastguard station chatting idly. I am watching you out of the corner of my eye - you are wearing a light sun dress... The breeze rippling it against your legs as you walk... pressing the flimsy fabric against your perfect breasts and the sexy curves of your body... You had been down on your figure before, but it makes me hot - and right now, as we walk I am quite shamelessly undressing you with my eyes.
We walk past the marina side gate - stopping for a second to look through at all of the boats lying unused... On this beautiful day too - it seems such a crime...
I take a key ring out of my pocket and wave the fob near the security scanner... With a beep and a click, the gate opens.
"Wait a sec - you own one of these?" You say, pointing at the pontoon full of million pound gin palaces and powerful motor cruises
"Well... Not one of those" I reply... "Something a little cosier, but I think you'll like it"
We walk past the main building and head down the ramp onto the pontoons full of sailing boats.
A couple of minutes later we arrive at my boat. She is old, and a little green from the ravages of the weather, but floating proudly alongside the others.
We walk along the finger pontoon between the boats, and stand alongside her.
"Care to join me aboard?" I ask playfully...
"Ok - but I don't have great sea legs" you reply
"They look pretty good to me!" I reply... "Now put your foot on here, hold this rail and swing your leg over"...
You step up onto the side of the boat - as your leg swings over, the wind gently blows your dress, and I catch sight of the top of your thigh; a ripple of excitement and anticipation passes through me...
"Now there is one rule onboard" I say... "It's a tradition, and very important"
"What's that?" you ask with a wry smile
"Well..." I reply, "she isn't much of a ship compared to some in the marina here, but I am the captain of this ship (such as she is), so you have to call me Captain, and you have to obey my every command. You got that sailor?"
"Yes sir - I mean yes cap'n" you reply mischievously
"close enough for me" I reply and open the hatch leading down into the cabin.
"Let's sit for a while before going down" I say.
"OK Cap'n" you reply and sit down opposite me in the cockpit.
Like many boats of its size, the cockpit is quite large, but sparse... Two benches about 8 feet long and a few feet apart with the sides of the boat acting as a back rest - a little pocket of still air and quite private from the hustle and bustle of the marina, despite being completely exposed save for the sail rolled around the boom directly overhead.The funfair is in town, and the music of the rides floats around masking our conversation from even the nosiest of prying ears.
You lean back against the side of the boat... lapping up the heat of the sun. The limp fabric of your dress leaving nothing to the imagination - I can see your nipples through the fabric and as you lie back with your eyes closed, I once again take in every inch of you with my eyes. As I am ogling your breasts, you open your eyes and catch me at it...
"You like what you see Cap'n?" You ask playfully with a smile... Slowly and seductively spreading your legs apart so that the thin dress cascades down between your thighs and accentuates the curve of your sex... "What will you have me do for you?"
"I think I'm going to put the kettle on" I reply hoarsely. You stay here for a sec... "Ok Capn" you reply. "White no sugar"...
I turn round and step down into the cabin... It is three steps down from the cockpit, and you need to take it backwards as the steps are so small and near vertical.
I step down into the cabin and fumble for the matches - striking two with my trembling hands before getting the small burner lit... I take a deep breath and realise that I am being watched.
"Relax Capn" you say - "we can do everything or nothing... It's all cool - Just relax and enjoy the moment"
You are sitting in the companionway now - the doorway from the cockpit down into the cabin - with your legs hanging down and resting on the top step.
"I like what you've done with the place" you joke...
The cabin is small and simple, but tidy. Where the table usually sits, I have made up the bed. A setup like a caravan uses the table top as part of the bed base, resulting in an area slightly longer and a little narrower than a double bed, and with very little room for manoeuvre along the sides. The bed takes up most of the cabin.
Alongside the bed there is a sink, the plastic surface stained yellow from 50 years of sunlight and washing up, and a small swinging cooker on which I now put the kettle. The bed, though small and simple is cosy, and with the sunbeam pouring past you from the companionway heating up the duvet, quite the little love nest.
"Im glad you like my little floating caravan" I say as you look around...
Sure it isn't a multi million pound yacht, and could use a lick of paint, but it is private - and excitingly public at the same time... Merely a hundred yards away from the funfair, and hundreds of passers by, there is no one around - and the entrance faces the other way... the privacy of the marina midweek when all of the other owners are busy in their offices is near absolute.
I walk the few steps over to you and put my hands around your waist - lightly touching you on the small of the back... You reach out your arms and lay your forearms on my shoulders... Pulling my face closer to yours... your beautiful eyes scream desire as you lean your head towards me, your lips slightly parted... I cannot resist...
We kiss. Slowly at first... Gently... Looking into each other's eyes between light exploratory kisses before closing our eyes and deepening the kisses... Longer slower deeper kisses now...
You wrap your legs around me as we kiss, and pull me closer - grinding your pussy against my stomach as I pull you closer to me with my strong arms... Hands flat against your lower back... your arms around my neck now. You lean towards me... Pulling on my shoulders and lifting your sexy little ass from the step slightly as you pull my tongue deeper into your mouth.
I slide my hands down now... Touching your ass... Bunching up the fabric of your dress as I pull it up... Up over your knees... Your thighs... It is all in my hands now and I realise that there is nothing else - just the smooth warm skin of your sexy little bum... No underwear...
You lean back again. The dress still draped between your thighs at the front but your naked ass sitting on the companionway step.
"What will you have me do Cap'n" you ask, biting your lip slightly
"Turn around and come down to the third step" I reply.
"Yes sir" you reply. It takes you a second to organise your feet on the tiny step as you turn, but you manage and move down as instructed.
"Now kneal with your left knee on the bed, and your right on that bench"
"Yes Capn"
"Good girl".
You slowly move your left foot from the tiny step onto the bed. It gives slightly under the weight of your foot, but holds firm as you wrap your foot carefully around the left hand side of the post that holds the cabin roof up.
Leaning on the companionway entrance with your folded arms you just look like anyone else in the marina from the outside... Just someone catching a breath of fresh air and enjoying the sunshine... inside the cabin is a different, and very secret story. I sit beside you on the bed - Your sexy naked ass a delight to see - your hips angled backwards... your bum high in the air and the thin dress all that is between me and your soft welcoming pussy.
Slowly, oh so slowly, I push the dress up over your hips... Running my fingers gently over the skin on the back of your thighs and bringing goosebumps up all over your body... Your pussy is completely exposed to me now... Running my hands now up your inner thighs I get closer and closer... Stopping each time just before my fingers touch your sex... You are so wet... So ready... Closer and closer... Your knees start to tremble - "capn... Please...don't torture me" You say
"shhh sailer" I reply... "we have company"
On the opposite pontoon, about 40 feet away, another owner is walking along to his boat. He looks over at you and waves.
"Wave back" I whisper... (Hiding in the shadows and invisible to the other chap).
You lift one arm from the companionway step, and wave back.
"Lovely day" he shouts over
"Yes" you call back - "perfect weatheeaaah"
He doesn't notice the change in your voice as I slide my hand in between your legs and touch you for the first time... He walks on oblivious...
Pressing my hand up against your exposed pussy, I spread your sex with my index and little finger as I massage your clit with my middle and ring finger.
You angle your hips backwards - your back arching now... Your clit grinds against my fingers... Your lips spread wide... Your hole open - yearning for something to bear down on... You are in the perfect position now - I love to see your ass cheeks spread wide... Completely exposed and at my mercy, but for now my pleasure can wait - this first round is all about you.
You continue to grind your clit against my fingers, expertly circling your hips to maximise the friction against your swollen love bud.
You gasp as you feel a pressure on your inner lips... The angle of your hips and the height of your ass means that I can use even more of my hand than usual to pleasure you... Sliding my thumb slowly into your yearning hole I can feel your body stiffen... Deep inside you now, I can feel the rough texture of your g-spot, and here I stop... Slowly circling against your g-spot with my thumb, and circling your clit with my middle and ring fingers now... I can feel you pussy clamping my thumb as your rhythmic gyrations start to speed up...
Soon your legs tremble as your pleasure builds, and your legs start to bend more and more as you ride my hand, lowering your ass...
"Straighten those legs sailer" I order
"yes... ugh... cap'n...ugh" you gasp and try to comply, but before you can, your first orgasm breaks and you double up.
My thumb slides half out as your legs buckle, but I still have my hand between your legs, and I hold on tight - supporting you as you cum... holding you up with my strong arm as you clamp my fingers in your sex... It seems like your orgasm lasts for an age - you are completely lost to the waves of pleasure washing over your body, moaning softly and spasming as you cum - your pussy clenching around my thumb again and again...
As you gradually regain focus on the surroundings you become aware of a hissing rumbling noise...
"Kettles boiled" I say laughing... "Good job I filled it right up - it's nearly dry! You lie down there, and I'll brew up."
"Yes Capn" you sigh as you fall backwards onto the bed... "You'd better put some sugar in that tea after all! |
