"Just A Little Fun" (closed)

[CutiePie1997]

"Just A Little Fun"

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Hanna set her ski and backpack down on a strip of grass near the boat ramp and scanned the area. She'd been coming to the reservoir nearly every Saturday and Sunday since graduation in June. It was now mid-August, and despite not having any family or close friends with a ski boat, Hanna almost always got onto the water for a few hours.

She found a man third in line to put his boat in the water and spent a minute or two studying him. He was late 20s, maybe early 30s; handsome with dark hair, eyes, and skin; fit and muscular, though, not an Arnold Schwarzenegger type. A flash of reflected sunlight revealed a wedding band, but Hanna didn't notice a wifey type nearby.

If the man was skiing, he had to have at least another two people with him -- skier and spotter -- but she didn't see anyone obviously with him. Maybe they're at the concession stand? Toilets? She gave it a couple of more minutes, and when it was ready for him to back his boat down the ramp, Hanna stepped up closer until she got his attention.

"Do you need help backing?" she asked with a sweet smile and tone. "I can help."

 

[ManlyUsername]

Make sure you pickup ice for this weekend. The yard needs to get mowed before Friday if you're gonna have time to prep the boat. Which had taken three hours. She had been on his ass all week to prep for another day on the water with Brad and Trish, who he didn’t really care for. All for what? For her to get a last minute call from the ‘brat pack’ insisting she come with them to the winery for a ‘girls day out’.

Un-fucking-believeable. So, Dave had said Fuck It, and decided to take the boat out anyway. He added a six pack to the fancy wine and cheese in the cooler, hitched up the trailer and headed for the reservoir by himself. He had been silently stewing in the cab of his truck, but now it was his turn to launch and it only now occurred to him what a bitch that was going to be all by himself.

He got out and began climbing around the trailer, cursing under his breath. He noticed a younger girl lingering nearby and gave her a polite wave, before returning to a nasty strap that was starting to fray and always gave him trouble. "Do you need help backing? I can help." He looked up surprised, not realizing that the blonde girl had been trying to get his attention.

“Oh! Um, yeah?” He could definitely use the help. His brain started into an articulate acceptance of her generous offer, but his eyes chose the same time to give the good samaritan a quick scan and as they passed over the clingy tank top and the outline of the perky nubs underneath, he began to have trouble keeping his train of thought on the tracks. “I mean. I wasn’t really sure how. You know, it’s hard with just one person.”

Eye contact. Eye Contact! His rational brain began screaming. He looked away quickly, hoping his ogling had not been too blatant. “Sorry. Rough day. Yes. I would definitely like some help. You’re a lifesaver.” Almost as an afterthought he extended his hand. “Dave by the way.”

 

[CutiePie1997]

The man was a bit tongue tied while answering Hanna's question, but that didn't surprise her: her well displayed nipples and otherwise sexy body did that to men -- and sometimes to women, too. She stood 5'4" and measured out at 34B-24-34, a delicious shape that was hard for others to ignore.

“I mean. I wasn’t really sure how. You know, it’s hard with just one person.”

"Hard, yes," Hanna agreed with a flirty smile and tone. "I'd love to help, though."

Her comment about things being hard was less about the boat and more about what was happening inside the man's shorts. He may not have known it yet, but he was already beginning to show a reaction to what he was seeing just a few feet before him. Hanna liked that, of course, as it meant she was just one step closer to going out on the lake with him.

“Dave by the way.”

She took his hand and squeezed it softly. "Hanna. Nice to meet you Dave. How do you want to do this?"

Every boat owner had his own way of putting his vessel in the water, so Hanna listened to Dave's way, smiled again, and said happily, "Got it."

In no time at all, his boat was in the water and tied to the dock, and Hanna wasted no time in asking, "Want some company? I brought my ski."

She looked around herself as if expecting to find the rest of his group, then added, "Unless your family is coming, I mean."

 

[ManlyUsername]

He felt a slight tingle when he took her hand and wondered what had gotten into him. He was reacting like some sort of twelve year old. But there was just something about her. Her hair was messy but somehow perfect. Darker blonde than Stacey’s, but with streaks no doubt the result of long hours in the sun. So, natural. That was the word he was looking for. Everything about her was the opposite of his wife.

Stacey’s hair was always in a severe ponytail, or else so styled and sprayed to the point that he was not allowed to touch it. He imagined for just a moment, pulling Hanna closer. Burying his nose in the tussled strands of her hair and running his fingers through it. The thought of her body pressed against him made him suddenly aware of the mesh lining of his swim trunks as he stiffened.

”How do you want to do this?”

The words jolted him out of his fantasy and he felt a sudden guilty rush as if she read his mind and took him up on the proposition. But that wasn’t what she was talking about. “The Boat! Yeah. If you just hop up there…”

They worked quickly to get the boat in the water. She seemed quite at home with the various controls and procedures. He kept stealing glances at her as she moved effortlessly across the craft. Her shorts clung tightly to an ass that was every bit as impressive as her chest. A shapely, natural chest. Not as big as his wife’s, but also not as stiff and rigid as Stacey’s silicone enhanced globes. They actually moved when Hanna moved about the boat.

He knew he shouldn't be looking so intently. But he was almost ready to head out. What was the harm?
The task quickly settled, he turned to thank her.

"Want some company? I brought my ski. Unless your family is coming, I mean.", She asked innocently enough.

“Family?” Why did he say it like it was a question? Suddenly his wedding ring seemed a bit too tight. But part of him was wishing he had left it at home. Had she even noticed it? “No. I mean...Yes, you're welcome to tag along. No, no family. I just came out to play around with myself, BY myself for the day. I’d love to take you out. TO SKI I mean.”

Jesus Dave, just shut the fuck up.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Hanna couldn't help but giggle at the man's tongue stumbles, as her granny called'em. What was that other phrase ... Fraudian slips?

She almost giggled again when she took another look at his groin and realized that his cock was swollen as huge as one of those Big Dogs her father always bought with a beer at the ball park during the summers. After two or three more inconspicuous glances, Hanna guessed that Dave was sporting a good 8, maybe 9 inches down there. Nice.

Of course, she hadn't come to the lake looking to get fucked, and the vast majority of the times she found a guy to take her out on the water, her host's cock never found itself deep inside her young, tight pussy. Sometimes, Hanna escaped with little more than a kiss and maybe a quick press of her body against the boat driver. Other times, she would make promises of a hot, sweaty night of passion in the very near future, particularly when she knew the odds against it were high.

But then, there were times when the day ended in hand jobs, blow jobs, or downright energetic fucks, too. There was no way of knowing how this day would end. Hanna had no qualms about letting a married man in between her thighs, but really, what were the odds that Dave's cock was the cheating type, even if she already knew that his eyes were.

"I'll get my stuff," she told him, hurrying off down the dock. Hanna's return, however, wasn't as timely. It was almost five minutes before she came back, and when she did, she wasn't alone. "Dave, this is Mariah. Mariah, Dave."

The other girl looked to be about Hanna's age and was even more stunningly beautiful. She flashed a wide, perfect smile at the man, leaning toward her friend and saying loud enough for Dave to hear, "You're right, he's gorgeous!"

"We have to have a spotter to ski," Hanna said, not sure whether Dave had known or cared. Guiding her friend into the boat, Hanna pointed out, "Dave's married, so keep your hands to yourself."

Then, winking to Dave, Hanna said, "And if he is the cheating kind, I found him first, so sit down and stop flirting."

The girls laughed as they found their seats. She said as if directing a chauffeur, "Cross the reservoir to Parker's Cove, James. It's protected from the wind, and not many people go there 'cause it's so far from the nearest dock."

(I'm not at my computer, which has all my pics, but I'll get one for Mariah in my next post.)

 

[ManlyUsername]

He watched her go and the longer she was away the more he struggled with the situation. Was this girl actually into him? And what if she was, would he really cheat on Stacey? Stacey, who wasn't here because she had laid out his whole weekend and then bailed last minute to spend it with her shitty girlfriends?

Stop fooling yourself Dave. You're just a cheap charter boat for this girl, and the price was nothing but a smile and pretending not to notice you staring at her tits through a tight t-shirt. Well. So what. They were nice tits, and he was just going to tear up and down the river a bit anyway. Might as well have something nice to look at while he did it.

He had decided he was fine being used for a free ride, but was starting to get annoyed when she took so long to get back. Then he saw that she wasn't alone. Holy fuck! Was it even possible her friend was as hot as Hanna was? He couldn't believe his luck.

And the more he thought the more he couldn't believe it. Was this some crazy scam? Find some lonely, horny dude. Drive him out to the middle of the reservoir and steal his kidneys? Okay, now your just being stupid. But steal his boat? That wasn't so nuts. You're being paranoid Dave.

Probably. He gave a friendly wave as they came down the dock and made a quick check of his emergency kit. Flares, first aid kit, and the small stainless .38 revolver he kept for REAL emergencies. Dave always came prepared for anything.

"We have to have a spotter to ski. " Hanna launched into her explanation and his nerves settled a little. It made sense. Dave knew fuck all about water skiing. He gave Mariah a friendly hand shake as well after introductions. He was a bit disappointed when Hanna made sure to point out he was married. But as she continued joking, he was a bit less careful about getting caught paying too much attention to both girls' finer assets.

"I am at your service!" Dave puttered his way slowly out of the no wake zone and was finally in open water. "Hang on girls." And with no further warning, buried the throttles, both engines roaring to life, as the bow lifted out of the water and they were almost flying to Hanna's requested destination.

 

[CutiePie1997]

"Hang on girls."

Once Dave was free to push the motors to full, the boat flew ahead over the water. Mariah's hair wafted wildly about her head in the wind that the craft's forward movement created, making her laugh. She turned in her seat until her position kept it out of her eyes, mostly anyway.

Hanna pulled her own hair back into a pony tail that she wrapped with a tie from her wrist. The two girls smiled to each other, tickled pink about how their day was progressing. Hanna had expected Mariah at the lake sometime today, and the latter's sudden appearance near the concessions had been very timely and fortunate.

As the boat shot across the lake, the chill rushing over her body only caused Hanna's nipples to harden further. A couple of times Dave looked back, and she ensured that each time her bosom was in place for another quick ogling. She gave him a flirty smile each time.

At one point when their host was watching traffic out before them, Mariah used a well known gesture to ask her friend if she was planning on fucking the man. Hanna shrugged her shoulders before smiling wide and laughing. The second girl then tapped a fingertip to her torso and mouthed, Can I? Again, Hanna only shrugged her shoulders and laughed.

They were most of the way across the reservoir when Hanna left her seat and very careful maneuvered forward. She lowered herself next to Dave and used her hip to bump his own, telling him over the sound of the motor and wind in their ears, "Scootch!"

She was only able to get one of two buttock cheeks next to Dave in the starboard side driver's seat, which was a bit of a precarious position considering they were zooming over a section of the reservoir made rough by the openness and winds there. She tried to make it appear as if she was only supporting herself when she reached her left hand up to grasp his left biceps, then let her right hand find the inside of his thigh, just inches from his groin. (She couldn't see his crotch from this angle and wondered whether or not he was still rock solid down there.)

"Over there, see that red houseboat?" she asked over the noise. "Just between it and the shore, then another bit and we'll be there."

There was a jostling of the boat as it passed over another craft's wake, and as she gave a surprise little squeak, Hanna's right hand slipped higher up Dave's thigh and grasped him tightly for support. Attempting to leave him wondering whether it was simply an accident or flirtation, she laughed and said, "I'm just trying not to fall on my ass is all."

They were approaching a max speed/no wake marker because of the house boat area, and Dave began slowing his vessel's speed by half. Hanna gave some more directions, then when Parker's Cove became obvious passed the unmoving houseboats, she stood next to Dave. Her bosom was just inches from his face as she hesitated a moment ... then leaned down to kiss the man on the cheek softly with wetted lips. It wasn't a casual peck of thanks but was more intimate than a teenage girl should be giving a married man.

"Thanks for this, David," she whispered closed to his ear. "We're gonna have fun. I guarantee it."

She went to the back with her bag, from which she pulled out her own ski rope. Mariah helped her rig it up, even as Dave was still moving into the cove. By the time he cut the motors to idle and looked back to them -- finding both of their tight, young asses presented to him -- they girls were ready to go.

"You going first?" Mariah asked as she tossed the ski overboard to aft.

"Yeah," Hanna said as she watched the ski dive under the water a moment, then emerged again to lightly skim over the surface before simply floating there. She carefully rose to stand on the boat's railing, balancing herself as she turned to look between the two. "I'll ski first, and you keep our friend company."

As Mariah tossed the ski line out onto the water, Hanna looked to Dave with a devilish smirk ... then peeled her cotton tee up from her body and over head, leaving her gravity-defying tits on full display. She laughed, tossed the shirt at him, turned, and dove into the water.

Behind her, Mariah was laughing, more in shock than anything. Oh, she'd seen her friend do things like this before, but never with a married man they'd only just met. She only shrugged her shoulders to Dave, saying, "She's a free spirit sometimes."

Hanna would surface near the ski, don it, hand-over-hand the rope's handle to her, and call out, "Let's do this!"

Mariah moved to the front of the boat, looking aft to act as spotter, then turned her eyes to the man that by now she was pretty certain was going to get some extramarital action before the day was up and said with a smile, "Like my girl said, let's do this."

 

[ManlyUsername]

Dave wasn't a boat nut by any stretch, but opening up on the open water, with the roar of the engines and the wind rushing past his ears, always made him feel powerful. He looked back frequently to check on his passengers.

Mariah struggled to get her hair under control, twisting this way and that, laughing the whole time. Her smile was radiant against her dark skin. It drew his eyes to her full lips. Good God those lips. What he wouldn't give to feel those lips on his skin. He had a split second mental flash of those lips planting a kiss just below the head of his cock and it gave an aching pulse in response. He tore his attention away with a shudder, turning his eyes back to the water. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Keep it together Dave.

When he turned back again a bit later, Hannah was putting her hair up. Arms stretched above her head, her chest was naturally thrust forward. The already tight tank top was stretched near to its limits. No doubt it was the cold air, but her nipples looked like they were hard enough to cut glass. It seemed to be taking her some time to secure the hair tie, when Dave realized she was watching him watching her. He felt guilty, but her playful smile implied she didn't mind.

She then looked at Mariah with a giggle, and Dave's next mental image set his heart racing even faster as he pictured Mariah's gorgeous lips now slowly closing on Hannah's erect nipple. He felt another surge and then some discomfort as he had developed an unfortunate bend. He put a hand to his lap, giving himself a tug, which allowed him to straighten as he continued to grow. This could become a problem.

He tried to focus, but the choppy water was competing with the pornographic images that kept playing through his mind. He was startled when she wedged herself next to him. Her hand on his thigh stopped his breath a moment. Was it accidental? Intentional or not, in Dave's hyper-aroused state it quickly had his shorts tenting.

He struggled to focus on her instruction and not the hand that wasn't moving but hadn't pulled away either. Not paying enough attention, he hit another boat's wake, hard. Hannah gave a little squeak, and her hand slid higher, the side of it now just brushing his balls. The noise and jostling covered the deep intake of breath, but he could feel he was now swollen to near his full length.

Was she fucking with him? If so it was working. He was almost glad when she stood. Even with her tits practically in his face, it was still easier to concentrate than when her hand was an inch away from grabbing his cock. Then her wet lips met his cheek and she was whispering in his ear and his mind went blank for several moments.

They arrived at their destination, and the girls set about setting up the skiing gear. Shit. He stood and felt a painful tug. His dick was hard enough to drive a nail and his shorts were doing little to hide it. In desperation, he reached in his trunks, pointed it straight up, and tucked the tip just under his waistband, pressing his dick flat against his stomach.

He watched them setup. God, look at those asses, and waited for the right time to interrupt. But then Hannah gave him an evil grin and, leaving him to wonder if any of this was really happening, stripped off her tank top. They were perfect. Unrestrained, they bounced ever so slightly. God they must be firm. He could feel his pulse where the top of his cock was squeezed by his waistband. He totally forgot he had something important to say.

Next thing he knew Hanna was in the water, and Mariah was at the front of the boat looking at him expectantly. Fuck. "Hey, Mariah, can you come here a sec?" Okay Dave, you are about to look really stupid, so at least try to be clever about it. Make a joke.

Mariah danced her way effortlessly to where he was and despite his best efforts, her closeness had him tongue tied again. "This is kind of embarrassing but...I'm a virgin." The look on her face told him immediately that he had not quite said what he intended. Did he really just say what he thought he said?

Blushing profusely, he stammered trying to speak faster than his mouth was capable. "At Water Skiing! I mean, I've fu… I've… slept with plenty of women. Well not, Plenty! But, you know, quite a few." For fucks sake, stop rambling dude! "What I meant to say is, I've never towed a skier before. Can you...help me out here? "

Jesus, that was embarrassing. That couldn't have gone worse. He felt a slight pop as his waistband let go, and suddenly his nine inch dick, near fully erect, was pushing at the fabric of his shorts, pointing right at Mariah like it was reaching for her.

 

[CutiePie1997]

"This is kind of embarrassing but...I'm a virgin."

Mariah's eyes bulged at Dave's misspoken attempt to explain his ignorance of skiing etiquette and rules.

"At Water Skiing!" he added quickly.

Mariah had to cover her mouth at the loud chuckle that came out. He continued stumbling over his tongue as he tried to explain his true meaning, finally giving up and asking, "Can you...help me out here?"

"Of course, I'd be more than happy to, David," she said using the extended version of his name and a sweet, somewhat seductive tone, adding, "I'd be happy to do anything for you."

He flinched and looked downward as his raging erection performed a sudden forward lunge. Again, Mariah laughed as she got a clear view of his situation. As she skootched past him for the driver's seat, purposely letting her hip brush across the end of his cock, she told him, "I'd help you out with that, too, but Hanna told me I had to be a good girl."

She laughed yet again, pointed to where she'd been standing, and instructed, "Back to the wind screen, facing aft. That's the ass end of the boat, in case you weren't sure."

Yet another laugh and -- after again glancing at Dave's tented shorts -- she looked back over her shoulder to Hanna. The teen was bobbing in the water at an angle to the boat. Mariah gently pushed the throttle forward until the engine kicked into gear and began moving ever so slowly forward. Behind them, the distance them and Hanna began to increase and the meandering ski rope began to slowly unwind.

"Watch what she does as the rope straightens out," Mariah told Dave. She explained how an amateur water skier would use the rope and the tip of the ski to turn herself to face the boat, but how Hanna -- who'd been skiing almost since she learned to walk -- knew how to manipulate the ski's position in the water to keep her on track. "Keep an eye on her, and when she nods twice, tell me."

A moment later, Dave relayed Hanna's head nod to words, and Mariah rammed the throttle hard forward. The motors roared and the boat surged forward. The girl at the wheel could tell by the boat's reaction that her friend had lifted perfectly up out of the water, but she looked back over her shoulders anyway. Sure enough, there was the topless blonde teen up out of the water, leaning to her left to send her out in an arc over the blue water to the port side of the boat.

Mariah cheered in delight, looked ahead for a clear route, checked Hanna again, and then looked to Dave. She studied his face a moment, asking, "Beautiful out there like that, isn't she?"

As Hanna began crossing right and left and right again over the boat's wake, Mariah explained the signals for which he needed to look, from whether they should speed or or slow down to when Hanna was ready to stop and drop -- into the water, obviously -- so Mariah could have her chance on the skis to how the teen would signal a course change should she want to end up in a different portion of the reservoir.

"It's my duty to watch where the boat's going, to look for other boats, the shore, debris in the water," Mariah explained, "and it's your duty to watch Hanna and ensure that she looks safe back there and isn't in danger. I knew a girl once who got her hand tangle in the ski rope and was dragged through the water for almost a quarter mile before her asshole spotter saw her."

She didn't mean to scare Dave, of course, but she was serious about the safety angle. But smiling at the man, Mariah said, "Somehow, I don't think you mind having to watch Hanna like that, right, Dave?"

 

[ManlyUsername]

"I'd be happy to do anything for you."

The tone in her voice gave him goose bumps. He was beyond embarrassed sporting a giant woody in front of this gorgeous girl who was just here to do some skiing. But she didn't bother asking him to make room when she brushed past, and her hip brushed across him making him shudder.

"I'd help you out with that, too, but Hanna told me I had to be a good girl."

All he managed in return was a almost pathetic sigh of "Fuck" looking like a sad puppy that had just realized he wasn't going for a walk. Then the moment passed and Mariah was all business. To his credit, Dave got his thoughts under control and picked up the procedures quickly.

Mariah handled the boat with surprising ease and soon Hanna was gliding from side to side at alarming speed, her sleek and beautiful form highlighted by the glimmering twinkle of the spray coming off the back of the boat.

Now wearing nothing but the tiny pair of shorts her tanned skin shone with youthful vigor, and he was surprised at the power in her shapely legs as she absorbed each bump in the choppy water.

"It's my duty to watch where the boat's going, to look for other boats, the shore, debris in the water," Mariah explained, "and it's your duty to watch Hanna and ensure that she looks safe back there and isn't in danger…."

Just then Hanna cut hard into the wake and did a complete flip. "Are you kidding me!? Everything she's doing looks dangerous! " Dave called back with a laugh. She continued her performance for a couple circuits of the reservoir, before Dave saw her give the signal she was ready to stop.

"I think she's ready to come in." He said to Mariah. And once the boat had slowed sufficiently, Hanna slid gracefully into the water." Dave looked at Mariah as he moved to where he might help Hanna back in the boat. "I guess you're next! So, is the topless thing customary or just a Hanna thing?" Dave gave her a nervous but wicked grin. "Cause I'd be more than happy to give you a hand."

 

[CutiePie1997]

"I think she's ready to come in," Dave told the boat's current pilot.

Mariah looked back to find Hanna's position and course, then executed a shut down of the boat's motors that she knew the other young woman would understand. Hanna threw the ski rope aside and hydroplaned over the water parallel to the quickly slowing boat until she finally sunk, her bared breasts disappearing into the blue water.

As the dark skinned beauty maneuvered the boat slowly closer to her friend and Dave positioned himself to fish the girl out, he asked Mariah if she would be skiing topless as well, finishing, "Cause I'd be more than happy to give you a hand."

Mariah reached to the waist of her body hugging top and quickly pulled it up and off her head. Beneath it was an equally tight fitting, strapless bikini top that shaped her firm B-cups perfectly.

"Watch her tits, not mine! she playfully chastised Dave when she saw that he was fumbling Hanna's return to the boat. "Boobs in the hand, not in the bush, and all that."

Mariah was, in a roundabout way, trying to remind Dave that her friend's tits were already out for a viewing, whereas her own were still undercover. Dave returned to helping Hanna up onto the boat's end board and into the boat. The blonde grasped his hands and pulled herself upwards and almost into his arms. The gap between them was just inches; her nipples, chilled by the water and air both, were simply stunning to see.

"Thanks, Dave," Hanna said with joy ... as she moved up against the man and threw her arms around his torso. She gave him a tight squeeze, then pulled her head back to look up into his eyes. "That was fun! You have a great boat!"

Suddenly, Hanna stood on her toes and gave the man a quick kiss, right on the lips.

"Hey! I was driving!" Mariah complained from behind Dave. If he happened to look back at her, he would find that she still had her bikini top on but had shed the Daisy Duke cutoffs to reveal spandex bottoms that hugged her crotch and shapely ass like a second skin. "Where's my thanks?"

Hanna laughed, released her grip on Dave, entered the boat, and padded barefoot forward a few half-steps to her friend. Once there, she took Mariah's face into her hands and gave her a kiss on the lips, too, this one a bit more intimate than what most people would think of as coming just from friendship.

A moment later, Mariah was diving off the boat into the water, ready to make her way to the ski that was floating nearby. Hanna pulled a beach towel from her bag and began patting the water droplets off her body; her gaze was set firmly on Dave as a smile filled her lips.

"Are you having fun?" she asked, the smile widening devilishly.

 

[ManlyUsername]

Dave watched Mariah peel off her top, disappointed when he saw the bikini underneath, but still dutifully impressed by the sight. He turned his attention back toward Hannah, feeling a tad foolish, as Mariah playfully chastised him for acting like a horny twelve year old. He had to admit it was a fair criticism. “Yeah, duly noted.” he replied with an embarrassed laugh.

On a whim, Dave took a moment to strip off his own t-shirt. Granted it was hot, and they were on the lake, so it was perfectly reasonable. But truth be told Dave was hoping to impress Hannah. He was not conceited by any means. At least he didn’t think he was. But Stacey was very focused on appearances, and as her husband he was expected to hold up his end. That meant hitting the gym three times a week, and maintaining a body that was trim and well toned without being too muscular...Stacey’s criteria. Now, in this moment that thought made him feel a little hollow. Who was really in control of Dave’s life?

The sight of Hannah’s nearly naked form, emerging from the water, nearly took his breath away. His wife was “hot” by all conventional standards. But it was obvious she put a lot of effort into it. Hairstyle, makeup, trendy clothes. Not to mention the impressive but also fake boobs. In comparison, Hannah was equally attractive, but the slight form that climbed out of the water and pressed itself against him was, in a word, effortless. He was truly getting a show for his contribution to the girls ski day.

The embrace takes him by surprise. He can feel her hard nipples pressed against his lower chest, and is painfully aware she had to feel the full state of his arousal pressed against her stomach. He presses into her as she squeezes him and when she looks up at him, he is near throbbing. Why is this so different. Why does Hannah’s touch affect him so much more than his wife’s. Then it dawns on him. It is because it is genuine. For Stacey, affection was an obligation. Sex a task. One that was worth doing well but still a task, Devoid of emotion.

The kiss elicits a small groan from him, but it is so brief he is not sure she notices, and then she is moving away. He finally notices Mariah again, and marvels at her near perfect figure. Hanna places a kiss on Mariah’s oh so beautiful lips and the sight is almost too much to bear. He watches Mariah’s dark skinned body disappear into the water and it is just him and Hanna on the boat once again.


"Are you having fun?" Hanna asks.

The look in her eyes melts any misgivings Dave had remaining. Without calling attention to it, he quickly slips off his ring and drops it in a nearby cup holder, then steps closer to Hannah. “I am. I really am. Would you like me to dry your back?”

 

[CutiePie1997]

"I am." Dave said in response to Hanna's inquiry about having fun. "I really am."

"Good, I'm glad," she said before looking out to Mariah and asking with volume, "You want the Cove or the West Run?"

"West Run!" the current skier called in answer. "I told Bobby I'd meet him there about noon."

Hanna looked back to Dave, explaining before chuckling, "Bobby is Mariah's fuck-toy."

"Would you like me to dry your back?” Dave asked.

Hanna smiled wide again, then handed out the towel. She turned her back to him and grasped the upper railing of the wind shield. A sudden set of wake waves caused the boat to roll left and right and over again. Hanna parted her feet a bit to steady herself, wondering whether the move would draw Dave's gaze to her tight ass and its second-skin bathing suit bottom.

Hanna had always been very satisfied with her beautifully fit body. Mother Nature had given her the right genes, and a life of physical activity had done the rest. She was very fit and strong without having the look of a woman who spent 8 hours a day pushing weights in a gym. She also had great endurance, whether it was on skis as Dave had seen or in bed, which the man still might witness soon as well, something that was still undecided in Hanna's ever-working and often-manipulative mind.

"Mmm," that feels good," she moaned after a moment of Dave's hands running the towel over her backside. She half glanced over her shoulder to tell him, "Don't feel reluctant to do my butt and legs. I promise, I won't scream unwanted sexual touching."

 

[ManlyUsername]

Dave happily took the towel just as the boat rocked and she parted her feet, presumably for balance. But the way she stood now, bent slightly forward, gripping the windscreen, legs apart. It was like an invitation to take her from behind.

He began drying her back and shoulders, and despite the pleased noises she gave him, he was very careful to keep his efforts gentlemanly. Hanna seemed to be quite enjoying toying with him. A situation he was very much enjoying. But he worried that at any moment he might overstep his bounds and the game would go too far and she would put an end to it.

“You know, you really saved my day. I was in a pretty shitty mood when I headed out this morning. Meeting you was like...a breath of fresh air.”

Perhaps sensing that he was holding back, Hanna rather bluntly gave him permission to go a bit further. Dave dropped to one knee, sliding the towel down her back, over her tight ass swinging enticing close to his face. It took all of his willpower not to hook his fingers into the waistband and pull the last remaining covering free.

He then wrapped the towel around her right ankle, and very slowly slid it all the way up her leg, stopping just short of her suit, though his eyes were locked on the faint crease hinting at what lay beneath. Switching to her other ankle, he repeated the process, but this time couldn’t help himself. This time he ran the towel all the way up her leg, over the front of her thigh, then slid it across the front of her swimsuit. This left his towel covered hand resting on her lower stomach, and praying it wouldn’t be the step too far that would ruin the game, he drew it straight back between her legs with gentle pressure.

 

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“You know, you really saved my day. I was in a pretty shitty mood when I headed out this morning. Meeting you was like...a breath of fresh air.”

Hanna half looked back, responding, "I'm glad I was able to help."

It was a simple response but accurate. She'd hijacked a boat for her own pleasure, so the least she could do was make sure its owner was happy.

When Dave's hand began to move the towel toward more intimate areas, Hanna laid her hand over his and literally pushed it and the towel it held into her crotch. She manipulated his hand/towel to dry the flesh of her very upper thighs, then turned to face him as he was still kneeling on the boat's bottom and move his hand over her belly, which was already dry but, so, what the hell, right?

Hanna studied Dave's face for a moment, smiling at the erotic nature of how they had dried her most womanly area together. Then, glancing out onto the water, Hanna suddenly dropped down into the driver's seat and said, "She's ready. Take your position."

She smiled wide at that word, wondering what position with her Dave was contemplating. She kicked the boat into forward gear, stretched out the ski rope, and on Mariah's signal, slammed the throttle forward. The other girl shot up out of the water, and off they went, heading for the West Run, which was really nothing more than a portion of the reservoir's western shore that was reserved for water skiing: no fishing, diving, or other water events allowed.

Hanna glanced to Dave at one point and caught him glancing down at her still-bared bosom. She giggled, telling him, "Watch the skier! You'll get more chances to look at my tits later."

Mariah was skilled on the board and shot left and right through the wake and around some ski buoys to which Hanna guided her, but she wasn't nearly the acrobat that her blonde friend was. After a handful of miles along the shoreline, Mariah reacted to what she thought was a slightly underwater stump by letting go of the line and curling off safely to one side, eventually slipping down into the water and signaling her well being.

"She alright?" Hanna asked Dave as she slowed the boat and brought it back around. He gave her a report, and Hanna moved the boat slowly toward her friend. She put it into neutral to let it idle up to Mariah, then looked to her host and asked point blank, "Do you fuck around on your wife, Dave?"

She reached out to take his hand, pointing out the obvious, "You were wearing your ring when we met this morning."

 

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Once again the young girl proves more bold than he is and guides his hands to places a married man should not tread. His mind was nearly spinning, but it was now Mariah's turn at the board, and his attention went to keeping her safe. When Mariah bails and they come once again to a stop, the straightforward question is posed.

“Do you fuck aroud on your wife, Dave?”

“Nu…”, he starts to say no, but as she takes his hand the true weight of the questions hits him before he finishes even that tiny word. He had never cheated on Stacey in the past. Had you asked him yesterday, or last year, he certainly would have answered that he wouldn’t. But Hanna had cut straight to the point. He had taken off his ring for a reason. He didn’t really think it was going to happen, but if the opportunity presented itself, he was at least considering it.

“I...I’m not sure how to answer that.” He looked her in the eye, his expression obviously a bit pained. He looked down at his empty ring finger, but also felt the soft touch of her hand in his. “I know that sounds...odd. All I can say is, I haven’t yet.”

 

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“Nu…”, Dave started before hesitating.

Hanna had asked this question before of married men and other males who were in serious relationships. The answered varied as much as did the men asked. Dave's hesitation had Hanna thinking one of two things: either he had cheated -- possibly often -- but he didn't want to look like a horny hound dog; or he hadn't cheated and feared that if he admitted so, that Hanna -- who obviously wanted him to cheat -- would think he was a lost cause for her seduction, and the day of fun would end.

“I...I’m not sure how to answer that--”

"Truthfully," Hanna cut in with a serious tone and expression. "Always be truthful with me, Dave."

He looked at his empty ring finger and said, “I know that sounds...odd. All I can say is, I haven’t yet.”

"Good for you, Dave," she said, standing. She reached a hand out to his fit chest, simply pressing her fingers and palm to it for a moment. Then, with a slight smile, she said, "Put your ring back on, Dave. You wouldn't want your wife to change her plans and come to the lake and find you with it off."

Hanna didn't mention the fact that Stacey would also find her husband with two young women in his boat -- one of them topless. She turned to make her way to the boat's rear to help Mariah back aboard, and on the way she snatched up her top and donned it.

The other girl was back in the boat in a jiffy, and the skiing gear was pulled aboard as well. The two girls whispered to each other for a few seconds, glancing occasionally at their host. The cute blonde told Dave, "There's a tiny little cove just up here about 100 yards on the left. It's surrounded by forested cliffs. Nice shade, considering its on the west side of the lake. Why don't you take us there and drop anchor. I mean ... if you were interested in watching Mariah and I make out."

And then turning to the other girl -- who showed no shock at the suggestion -- Hanna gave Mariah a long, wet, erotic kiss before once again looking back to Dave with a smile.

 

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Dave’s heart sank at Hanna’s reaction. But he wasn’t surprised. The line had been breached or the timer ran out, or whatever it was that broke the spell and let reality come crashing back on him. That was a good thing right. He didn’t really want to go through with it did he? He had been faithful all this time. But for the life of him, right now, he couldn’t figure out why. He stood quietly in thought a long time as the girls stowed their gear. Then, walking over to where he’d stashed his ring he picked it up, paused a moment, then slipped it into his pocket. Fuck it.

“I mean...If you were interested in watching Mariah and I make out” He finally heard Hanna say.

Dave grinned. Always one step forward, two steps back with this one. Well, if nothing else, he was getting what he expected from the get go. A good show. He wasn’t too worried about fucking things up beyond that anymore.

He walked over to the pair who were still arm in arm, until he was within inches. Then said softly to Hanna with a wide grin, “Well if all you’re gonna let me do is watch, it better be a hell of a show.” Not waiting for an answer, he bent forward and kissed Hanna on the lips as he placed a hand on each of the girls asses, giving them both a squeeze. Then with a wink moved to fire up the boat.

 

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“Well if all you’re gonna let me do is watch, it better be a hell of a show.”

Hanna had still been contemplating a response when she felt the man's lips on her own. She didn't immediately return the kiss, a bit surprised by it. But just as he began to pull back, she opened her mouth just enough to suck his bottom lip into between hers for just an instant. It made a sucking pop sound as it escaped.

"It will be," she answered Dave immediately as he returned to the boat's right hand driver's seat. A moment later, the engines roared again, and they were gone. It took less than a minute to reach this new cove, in which the boat had to slow to almost idle. Hanna stood, looked forward and to port, and pointed. "There. Drop you anchor there."

Dave's boat -- which was more a fishing boat than a ski boat -- was ideal for what Hanna and Mariah had in mind. On both sides it had a pair of forward and rear facing seats, back to back, which could be pulled aft the same way Hanna laid out her futon bed back home to create a narrow bed.

Once it was stretched out, Hanna wasted no time in laying on her side up close to the boat's outer wall while Mariah laid next to her on her back near the boat's center. Without hesitation, their mouths were together, lips parted, tongues extending and exploring. Their hand were all over one another, hugging and clutching and groping; after a couple of minutes, Hanna slid her hand down into Mariah's crotch atop the girl's spandex shorts that the shedding of her cutoffs had revealed.

Hanna was very much the aggressor in this encounter, with Mariah writhing about on the seat and sighing in between quietly whispered compliments about how good it all felt. At one point, the dark skinned girl leaned her head to look first at the growth inside Dave's shorts, then up to his face.

With a desperate tone, she begged, "Show me your cock."

 

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Dave watched as the two intertwined. It was Hanna that did most of the pleasuring, but Mariah was a willing and responsive subject. Dave could not help but massage himself through his shorts. It killed him to only watch, but he was determined to play by Hannah’s rules. Watching Mariah squirm under Hanna’s relentless attention was hitting the deepest parts of his lizard brain and he was soon breathing heavily. The sight of Mariah receiving so much pleasure was intoxicating.

He realized, once again, that this was something missing in his marriage. He never got to see Stacey react this way. Not because he was unskilled, but because she always had to be in control.

Stacey was ‘A Monster’ at sex. Dave knew this because he had heard her telling her girlfriends this on several occasions. He was then usually expected to describe at length just how good she was, all while not providing any details or being too graphic because that was ‘just gross’.

Sex with Stacey was always the same. Exactly the same. It started with a rather lengthy blow job, where she stared up into his eyes the whole time with those dead eyes. He had taken to telling her he was in danger of cumming when it went on too long. She would then slowly move up his body, grind against cock for a while, then slowly mount him and begin to ride. Slowly at first, and then faster. The relentless rhythm was always more than enough to get him off without any issue. But her movements, the moans, the dirty talk, all seemed very practiced. A performance more than anything. And the script was always the same regardless of the venue.

He stroked himself slowly through his shorts, the aching almost unbearable, for fear that if he went any faster he might blow his load long before the show was over. As Hanna’s hand slipped between Mariah’s thighs, her back arched deeply and Dave gave a gasping shudder., “Oh fuck!”

The exclamation caught Mariah’s attention and she watched him for a moment. He wrapped his hand completely around his throbbing shaft, still hidden beneath the fabric, to ensure she got a good view of its girth. When she finally spoke he almost lost it.

"Show me your cock."

His first instinct was to immediately strip, but instead he waited a moment to catch his breath. Then he moved to kneel right next to Mariah’s shoulder. He stared at her another moment, gripping himself through his shorts. Then he grinned. He pulled the drawstring to untie it then pulled his trunks down several inches. Dave was not a particularly hairy man, and he kept the area around his cock trimmed fairly short. She could just see where the base of his cock started. His grin became even more wicked. “I don’t think I’m allowed to pull it out. If you want to see it, you’ll have to do it yourself.”

Dave leaned forward and let Mariah reach up to grab his waistband and slowly pull it down. His shaft was pushed down in the process so she had to pull the fabric down its entire length before it cleared the tip, causing his rock hard and now thoroughly throbbing dick to spring out from its confines to bob just inches from her face.

 

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Hearing Mariah's demand of their captain caused Hanna to look up from behind the neck she was sucking on. She smiled, realizing that her friend and sometimes lover was making the most erotic move of the day yet, more erotic than Hanna considered making out with another woman.

She continued to rub her fingers up and down over the other girl's crotch as Mariah worked Dave's cock out of his shorts. She was simultaneously excited and envious: she thought for sure that it would be her to have the pleasure of handling the man's junk.

When it popped out, hard as a steel pole and looking simply perfect, Hanna couldn't help but moan, "My god, Dave. It's fuckin' beautiful."

"I'm first," Mariah said quickly, giggling as she reached a hand up to pull Hanna's mouth to her own for a deep, erotic kiss. Then looking back to Dave, she begged, "Will you put it in my mouth?"

Hanna met eyes with the man and thought she saw in his expression a request for permission. It was true that she had been playing lead on this whole sordid event thus far, but it would never have occurred to her that this grown man would seek her approval.

She nodded and smiled, telling him, "It's just a little fun, right?"

Without hesitation, Hanna slipped off the end of the stretched out, horizontal seat, grasped the waist band of Mariah's suit, and pulled it off her body. A moment later, she was licking the girl's perfectly hairless slit as he eyes were set on whatever might be happening between her friend and the man with the boat.

 

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"My god, Dave. It's fuckin' beautiful."

Dave knew he was well endowed, but hearing Hanna’s admiration out loud only served to fuel his excitement. He stroked himself harder, growing more desperate, not knowing how much longer he could ‘just watch’.

"I'm first," Mariah said quickly, giggling as she reached a hand up to pull Hanna's mouth to her own for a deep, erotic kiss. Then looking back at Dave, she begged, "Will you put it in my mouth?"

Holy shit. He almost couldn’t believe his ears. Somehow he was still hesitant. Still wary of ‘the game’ and worried somehow a mis-step might once again break the spell. He looked at Hanna expectantly. She nodded and smiled, telling him, "It's just a little fun, right?"

Letting out a deep breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, he turned his eyes back at Mariah, who instead of simply pouncing on his dick was waiting. Her eyes closed half way with a deep sigh as Hanna’s tongue began working it’s magic, and when they refocused on Dave’s cock still, she waited.

He gripped himself tightly, and moved closer. Mariah’s mouth opened hungrily, her full lips beckoning to him, but he didn’t indulge her just yet. He was finally in control and he was relishing every moment. He brushed the tip of his cock down the side of her cheek, but when she turned her head to put her lips on it he pulled it away with an evil grin.

Slowly he brushed her other cheek, and ran it under her chin, always just out of reach. He gave it a few hard strokes, gently flicked it forward a few times, letting it tap against Mariah’s tongue which came out to meet it. “Kiss” he said, holding it a mere inch from Mariah’s face. She quickly realized what he meant and wetting her lips made a perfect pucker and planted a soft kiss just below the head of his cock.

Dave shuddered with an audible groan, and Mariah was rewarded with a drop of precum which oozed onto her lower lip. Her dark eyes looked up at him, clearly wanting but still waiting. Just then Hanna apparently found a good spot because Mariah’s eyes closed and her lips parted in a deep moan. Seeing her overtaken by the passion of the moment was all that Dave could bear. He couldn’t wait any longer.

His hand cupped the side of her face, and he steered his throbbing cock into Mariah’s mouth as it opened in another moan. The moan went higher in her surprise, but her lips quickly closed around him and the warm wet embrace pulled an almost feral growl from Dave’s throat. Once she had him in her mouth, Dave was at her mercy.

She drew him deeper, about half of Dave’s length disappearing before he was bumping into the back of her throat. Her mouth worked up and down, the occasional moan from Hanna’s attention reverberating around his shaft increasing the sensation. “Oh my God! Holy Shit!” Dave’s head tipped back as he fought the urge to cum. His words seemed to spur her on, as Mariah’s hands wrapped around the back of his thighs, her nails digging into his ass, and with no small effort she forced him deeper down her throat.

Dave hissed through clenched teeth as almost his full length slid past those beautiful lips for a brief moment before her throat spasmed sending a rippling wave of pleasure through him as it gripped his cock mercilessly on its way out. Mariah let him pop out of her mouth as she gasped for breath, and Dave was desperate for more. He pulled her head forward and she took him in again, and this time she pumped her head even more rapidly. All Dave could manage were desperate whining moans and no doubt sensing his desperation, Mariah took him deep down her throat again.

This time she fought the spasm and held him deep. The chaotic undulations had him on the edge and he could feel the imminent explosion coming. But Mariah suddenly released him, dropping her head back to the deck, and twisted to one side as a series of rhythmic gasps escaped her, slowly getting faster. She was about to cum. He looked down to where Hanna had locked Mariah’s hips to the deck with her hands while her mouth worked furiously.

Dave had never seen a sight so incredible. Not in person at least. He listened to Mariah’s increasingly desperate sighs and he moved quickly down to watch Hanna’s tongue expertly flicking Mariah’s most sensitive spot. A sudden impulse came over him. “No!” he almost gasped. “Not yet.”

Sliding his fingers into Hanna’s damp hair, he pulled her head up, and planted his lips onto hers. It was a deep plunging kiss, all hunger and desperation as his tongue twisted around hers. Hearing Mariah’s disappointed whimper he slid his other hand where Hanna’s mouth had just been. Mariah’s hands gripped his forearm, and her hips rose to grind against his hand. Dave could taste Mariah on Hanna’s lips, making his kiss even more desperate. He wanted Hanna so bad he could hardly breathe.

At Mariah’s insistent squirming, he let two of his fingers find their way between her folds, probing shallowly and making small circles. He then slid them up until he felt the swollen button of her clit, letting the slippery fingers slide to either side of it and began to lightly roll it between his fingers. This seems to placate the girl for now, though it was no substitute for Hanna’s expert tongue.

Dave finally broke his kiss with Hanna, his hand still firmly gripping her hair and put his mouth to her ear. His tongue flicked her earlobe and with hunger in his voice he whispered. “I want to Fuck you.” He pulled the earlobe into his mouth and gave it a playful bite. His next whisper shuddered slightly in his excitement. “But I want to watch you make Mariah cum while I do it.”

 

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There was an irony for Hanna as she watched her friend sucking on the boat owner's cock: she'd always wished she could deep throat a man's full length as Mariah was so easily doing, and yet, at the same time, she'd never particularly like giving head and most certainly didn't like the taste of cum.

The ebony beauty, though, loved to perform orally on men and -- Dave might be able to imagine at this point -- did so often. Mariah took his length into her mouth and throat and worked it eagerly, even sinking her claws into Dave's legs and butt to pull him to her, furnishing her with all his length.

But even her love for cock wasn't enough to take her mind from what Hanna was doing to her pussy, and soon she'd released her mouth's hold on Dave's length to react to the pleasures taking place between her own legs. Mariah had been the first girl Hanna had ever gone down on, an act that had been part of a post-High School graduation party strip poker game that, obviously, Hanna had been losing.

But could you really call it losing when you walked away from the game with a lover like Mariah. Dave could probably answer that question now, as he watched her nearing climax at the skilled workings of Hanna's tongue, lips, and fingers.

And then, Hanna's mouth was elsewhere, pressing again Dave's own. She eagerly joined him in the embrace, even as her friend was moaning not of pleasure but of disappointment. That interruption didn't last long, though, as a moment later Hanna was once again sucking and licking and in no time at all Mariah cried out in joy at the orgasm exploding through her.

Hanna continued to pleasure her friend until Mariah finally pushed her head from between her legs and begged her to stop. The teen on her back clutched at the male of the threesome again, desperately pulling him down over her to kiss him between deep, excited gasps for air.

Dave had expressed his desire to put his cock inside Hanna, but she wasn't ready to give that up quite yet: there were still a number of weekends before the ski season was over, and she wanted Dave to have a reason to come back to the lake alone with his boat.

"Fuck my friend," she told Dave as she moved back to give him room to maneuver. "Mariah needs you inside her."

"Yes, oh god yes!" Mariah begged as she tried to shift her body and legs to make room for the man. "Please, David! I want you inside of me."

 

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Hanna ignored his request and plunged her face back between Mariah’s legs. He sat back on his heels, his cock in his hand, deflated by disappointment. Mariah began to writhe in earnest again, and Dave could not look away. He stroked his cock vigorously and as the ebony beauty neared climax, Dave was almost there as well. Mariah arched and shuddered and Dave rose on his knees, jerking furiously, and feeling himself about to burst as well.

He closed his eyes as his orgasm prepared to crash over him, but seconds before he could finish himself off, Mariah was clutching at him. He opened his eyes to see Hana moving away, “Fuck my friend”

Hanna urged him to take her. Mariah was more than eager. He looked at Hanna in surprise for a moment before letting Mariah pull him down on top of her. Dave decided if Hanna wanted to watch, he should give her a good show. That meant he needed time to cool down.

He made sure as he lowered himself that is cock, near to bursting, ended up sandwiched between them. Subject to the pleasant friction of her smooth belly, which was all he could take at the moment. He placed his elbows on either side of Mariah’s shoulders, so his face hovered above hers. He touched her face and planted a surprisingly gentle kiss on her lips, given the near point of frenzy he had been in before.

He continues to kiss her, more deeply now. As the precarious throbbing in his dick settled to a more manageable level. He shifts his hips lower and begins to grind his hips against her. His still hard cock pressing just above the promised land. He frustratingly avoids any attempts to force the matter by shifting his position and using his weight to pin her legs. Eventually, he moves a hand down to free one of her breasts, kneading it and rolling the nipple between his fingers. At the same time he shifts again, freeing her legs and allowing her to raise her knees, resting her heels on his ass.

Being very careful, Dave shits his hips a bit lower and the base of his shaft is now pressed against her wetness. He rocks his hips in long strokes, his long cock sliding wetly between her lips but maddeningly no further. Dave watches for her reaction when he manages to move just right, rolling over that most sensitive button, and when he finds it, relentlessly rocks against it, maximizing Mariah’s pleasure while measuring his own until he had cooled down enough to give her a proper fucking.

 

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Mariah's climax waned eventually, but the pleasure of Dave's shaft against her sopping wet lips and clit kept her pleasure level high. She wanted the man inside of her, for both her pleasure and his, but the feel of him sliding over her sensitive button was more than enough to make her happy for now.

Behind Dave, Hanna stood. She made her way around the pair to sit in the boat's driver's seat, from which she watched the pair of lovers as they warmed up to one another. Her gaze spent most of its time on Dave's face, studying his expressions as the pleasure began to build up inside him once more.