"Nauti Lust"

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OOC: A closed thread for a dear friend..


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“Really, darling, did you really have to name her that?” Asked Anne as she rolled her eyes as her dear husband of six years hopped onto the pier with a proud grin of a proud father.

“I thought we agreed to Nauti-Lust.” Tom answered, feigning innocence. She knew that he knew that they had agreed months ago on their sixth year anniversary, when they decided on this bold venture to name their next home “Seven Year Itch”.

Anne shook her auburn waves. It was so typical of him. Everything was sexual. As exasperating it is at times, she wouldn’t have it any other way. Especially after he made her orgasm ten times on their first date. And the second date. And third. When he asked her for her hand on the fourth date, she agreed. She couldn’t imagine her life without him. So when Tom suggested that they sell around the world on the eve of their sixth anniversary, she didn’t even give it a second thought to disagree. She was enthusiastic towards the idea and awarded him with a blowjob in the car on the way home.

Anne had to admit that despite her adopted name, she was a beauty. She is a 40’ Island Packet Cutter, perfect for cruising. Each cabin was spacious with a full private head and shower. The galley was small; it could barely hold all of their supplies. But the adjoining salon lined with custom blue plush cushions was inviting, perfect for entertainment. All along the interior the teak trim shone brilliantly. Storage was ample for a couple of months of supplies.

Her beam stood tall and erect at over 12’. Her mainstay kept her steady. And with the assistance of the swing keel, she stood balanced and tested, barely rocking as the current started to roll in. Tom especially loved the captain’s room. It was filled with brand new electronics, GPS’s, maps and charts. The room also had a tiny bookshelf, perfect for storing his porn.

“Oh, Tom! I can’t believe she’s ours.” Anne exclaimed with tears in her eyes.

 

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OOC...Old friend soon to come aboard....nice to see you again Cap'n.

 

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Tom Barrenger, not to be confused with THE Tom Barrenger (though resembling him to a remarkable degree) leaned his tall sexy eurasian wife over the rail of their new purchase and kissed her with tonguefull abandon.

Well she's ours allright, just ask the bank!
He hoped he was keeping the desperation out of his voice. As far as Annie was concerned this was a second honeymoon of Biblical proportions.
She hadn't a clue that it was in fact a 'getaway' with life and death at stake!

Did you take care of everything at home darlin'? We'll be gone for quite awhile.
Part of the intrigue of his wife was the sweet southern drawl that seemed so out of place with her exotic good looks. It was also a one of the thousand things that made him crazy about her.

Sure doll, everything back there is taken care of.
And it was if you considered that at this moment their home was in flames and every document and record that Tom Barrenger and wife had ever lived in Boca Raton had been carefully destroyed.

Shall we slip below and celebrate our departure?
She gave him those cat eyes and purred.

Ahhh....well, maybe we should take advantage of this breeze and get away. Then we'll have plenty of time to celebrate...for days even!

Annie looked a bit perplexed, Tom NEVER turned down such a 'come on', but then with the thought of the adventure about to get underway, she brightened.

Okay Mate, let's take her out. and she tossed him the key.

 

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Anne was in such a good mood, she didn’t even panic when Tom fumbled with the keys, almost dropping it between the cracks of the wooden dock. Ok…maybe she did panic. It was almost momentarily though.

She assisted him in untying one line. Then she hopped on board and started the BMW diesel engine as Tom untied the bow line. Checking the barometer, the wind was a little low, coming out of the east at 12 kts. They will have to go out further into the Atlantic for more wind. A glance of her watch told her they have a good eight hours before sunset.

“Let’s roll, hon!” Tom called out enthusiastically.

And with a slow roll, the ‘Nauti Lust” inched her away from the dock to the open waters.

“Want to take over while I check down below?” Anne asked..

Tom looked nervously behind. Maybe he’s getting cold feet already!

“Don’t worry hon, I’ve set the course and put it on autopilot. I figure we’ll go out a bit for a trail run and then come back to stock our provisions before we set sail.

“Thanks, sweetie. You’re the bestest and the sexiest and the….” He answered in relief. Maybe he doesn’t have cold feet!

As Anne went down below, she missed the dark suits jumping out of the equally dark Mercedes shaking their fists at Tom.

About an hour later…

After checking over everything, Anne was satisfied that they were well prepared. She whistled an unrecognizable tune as she prepared a concoction that Tom enjoy often -- pineapple juice with coconut rum.

She felt the boat do a 180 degree turn. A quick glance at the compass showed her heading northeast.

North????

“Tom????”

 

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I know what your going to say, but hell EVERYBODY goes south to the islands, I thought we'd head for some really open water and see what kind of legs this baby has.

Anne took a look at the still slack sails, shrugged and went below returning momentarily with her special cocktails.
Maybe we'll pick up a good breeze when we get out of the lee of the land.
She nodded and handed him the drink.
It wasn't likely on this course. What wind there was was dead ahead. They'd be on diesels for awhile.

Tom put his free arm around her slender waist and drew her close.
This is going to be a great trip baby! I just know it,he paused,
Ya know maybe we should scrap the itenarary and head for Panama, slip right into the Pacific. Whaddya think?

Anne sipped her drink and looked up into his gray eyes. His voice was all sunshine and bravado but something more was there. His eyes told her.
She was about to ask what the hell was going on when his hand slipped into her shorts and cupped a firm round cheek, pulling her hard against him.
What say we reset the Auto and go below for a special celebration. I think this girl will do fine without us for a bit.

Oh well, questions can wait, Anne thought and slipping her own hand into Tom's
well worn jeans finding him more than ready, she smiled and said, Okay. Why not.

 

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Quickly they fell on their queen sized bed. Tom kissed Anne slowly and sensually, his tongue darted in and out, teasing her endlessly. A hand roamed under her shirt and flirted with her bare skin. It stopped right below her left breast, a fingernail scraped along the outline and stopped short at the nipple. Anne moaned and shuddered with anticipation. Blood rushed through her veins and settled between her legs. Frustrated she wrestled from his arms, sat up and disrobed quickly.

“Is baby horny?” Tom asked, snickering.

“Let me show you how horny I am.”

She pushed him on his back. A hard mound was already forming under his shorts. Eyeing it deliciously, Anne looked up at him and licked her lips sensuously. Tom fell back with a content smile. He was so lucky to have a wife who gave incredible blowjobs. And the fact that she actually gave them freely without him asking was an added bonus!

Anticipating one, Tom lifted his hips to allow her long, nimble fingers to undress him. He was surprised when she fell on his hips, pinning his hardening cock.

“I’m going to show you. But I don’t think you’re quite ready for me, yet.” She teased, grinding down on his cock.

Sitting straight up, his hands wrapped around her tiny waist. Her rosebud nipples pointed at his lips.

“Oh… I’m ready. More than ready.” He answered hoarsely before biting on her nipples.

Anne yelped followed by a moan. Her body shivered again. A rush of wetness warmed his cock.

“No, I don’t think so. Her hand reached under her pussy and grabbed his length. “Nope..You’ve been harder before.” She mocked, her pussy riding his length, making his cock clearly visible through his shorts.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to prove it by shoving my hard cock down your throat.” Tom growled.

“You wouldn’t.” Anne dared.

“That’s it bitch!”

 

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Anne could be the biggest cocktease in creation and Tom loved it.
The whole time they'd been verbaly jousting with each other, her elegant hands had been, squeezing and releasing, stroking and sliding, playing with his burgeoning erection until it stood tall as the mainmast and hard as a belaying pin.
It was positively throbbing with arousal.
Her smile was devilish, her lips pursed so innocently and her eyes were full of mischief.

That's it Bitch!

Sitting up suddenly, he pressed her back, her hands slipping from his twitching tool and raking up his back. Clasping Anne's head between his hands he kissed her hard, spearing his tongue deep into her mouth. Her nipples were stiff buttons pressing against him, almost touching his own. His cock pulsed hugely and hot between their sweating bellies.

Damn baby,
she gasped as he finally pulled his lips away from hers.
"That was...
but he didn't give her a chance to finish, twisting his hand into her lustrous black hair, he pulled her backwards and cupping her mons with his free hand, thrust his fingers into her tight wet pussy, his thumb making electric contact with the swollen nub of her clit.

Oh God!,
Anne was catching fire and he knew it.

Tom leaned closer, his mouth hot against her breast, hard body pushing her down, oblivious to the pitch and roll of the big sailboat.
She dug her nails into his back and pushed hard, impaled on his twisting fingers.

I thought you wanted a blow job lover
she breathed into his hair.

Oh, I do. He said looking
into her almond eyes, I do.
This is just the lead up.

Lead up maybe, but his hand was doing too good a job on her pussy to stop anytime soon.

 

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Like a limp washrag, Anne submitted to her husband’s ministrations. He had her right where he wanted her, bent over backwards and crying for more.

“Don’t stop,” she cried out. Fearing that she might fall, her nails dug in deeper into his flesh almost tearing it off. “I’m almost there.”

She didn’t have to tell Tom that. He can see the fevered flush all over what normally was a bronzed tan. Her nipples, the color of dusty rose looked like pencil erasers, ready to shoot off her body. The small cabin was closing in on them. The only thing that was clearly visible was the heady scent of her readiness.

Good god was she ready! And so was he, Tom decided.

Tom threw her back onto the queen sized bed. With fingers still embedded deep into her pussy, he managed to climb on top of her until she was staring at his purple monstrous head. It had a tiny hint of dew. Anne’s tongue snaked out and caught it before it had a chance to form onto a drop.

“Mmm… delicious.” She managed to mutter.

Her mouth opened wide and before Tom had a chance to breathe, her mouth had engulfed all six inches!

“Fucckk!” Tom exclaimed.

Her mouth did wonders on his cock. Her tongue snaked and traced every throbbing vein. She even managed to release his cock only to be replaced by her fist while she spent time on his aching balls. Sucking, biting, and chewing. Her mouth was doing it all. Then back to his cock. She sucked him deeply, she sucked his hard. Slowly. Fast. Then back to slow again.

He must have been too busy concentrating on his blowjob. Her legs clasped around his head and drew it down to her dripping pussy…

 

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Tom was staring down between their sweat damp bodies watching his wife with his cock. How he loved it!
Her hands were a perfect glove for his rigid shaft and her mouth seemed to be sucking at least two extra inches from his thick throbbing erection. He turned with a delicious shudder to the delightful task at hand and tongue, squeezing her tight round ass even tighter, he raised Anne of the bed until his lips met hers, her slick pink labia that is, and began licking like an eager puppy. He teased her stiff little pearl from it's hood with quick flicks of his tongue tip and then probed deep between her swollen petals, tasting the honey of her hot sweet pussy.
Anne thrust up in response and did her best to engulf his face between her tightening thighs, never stopping her own erotic attentions, attentions which were about to bear fruit.
It had been almost a week since they'd made love. Tom's mind seemed to
be anywhere but on sex during that time. Now though he was like a man freed from prison and on fire with lust!
Feeling him begin to jerk uncontrollably in her mouth, Anne tightened her grip on his balls and did her best to swallow him whole. She felt a thumb slide up her tight little ass at the same time he began sucking her clit between his teeth.

Outside the seas had grown rougher and an ominous cloud bank had formed in the SW. The pair in the cabin were oblivious as a 'rapture' that had nothing to do with religion consumed them in a blaze of ecstacy!

 

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“Fuckkk…I’m going to cum…” Anne managed to blurt out as his cock sprung out and smacked her right in the face, leaving a wet streak of saliva and precum. Then like a starving dog on Christmas Day, she gobbled his cock again, almost swallowing it whole.

Her body was on fire. Every nerve was tingling. Her dear husband’s tongue was jamming into her pussy like a piston. When his tongue muscles tired, he held onto her tiny pink pearl and sucked it generously.

“Mffhhmmm..” Was all she can mumble with a mouth full of cock.

Knowing she was close, Tom stuck a thumb into her spasming pink pucker.

“Yessssssss…. Oh fuckkkkkkkkkk..”

Anne screamed as she felt the earth move from under her.

She lay there gathering her wits. She was in a state of oblivion and her ears were ringing. As her heartbeat slowed, she felt the earth moving again. Then it dawned on her. They were on their future “home”, the Nauti Lust. The boat was rolling furiously, but Anne didn’t care.

“You haven’t cum yet.” Anne stated as her fist were pumping hard. “How shall we take care of that?”

 

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Raising his face, lacquered with Anne's sweet juices from between her legs, Tom fell on the bed beside her, his twitching cock raised high as the mainmast.
Mount up darlin' he said, and let's go for a ride!

Not needing a second invite she straddled his legs, administered a few more hard strokes for good measure and slowly impaled herself on his erection, tightening her pussy to make his eager entry as agonizingly delicious as she possibly could.

My God thomas I think you've grown bigger!
He grinned
Must be the salt air baby, now lean down here and lemme have a taste.
Anne stretched her lean body over him and brushed her nipples taesingly back and forth across his lips till he managed to suck a tight little rosebud into his mouth, nipping and tongueing it while Anne giggled.
his hands joined in squeezing her small round tits while he licked them like lollipops.
Ummmmmm good, he murmured
ummmmmmm very good!

Anne felt herself coming around again and pulled away, reaching up to grab a
beam across the overhead and jamming herself down even tighter on his thrusting cock.
I'm real close baby...real close...real.....real....
close
As a wave thrust the Nautilust and his rock hard rod upwards, Anne came down and he felt himself exploding inside her!

Dammmmmm...he cried as he continued to gush his hot seed into her tight velvet
passage, not sure he'd ever be able to stop.

 

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“Oh baby, I love you,” she said as she collapsed on him, sweating and gasping for breath.

And she did. More than anything. That’s why she had agreed to taking a year off from the routine of work and responsibilities.

Thud!

“Did the earth move?” She asked, obviously still in oblivion.

“MMM…” was all that Tom can muster. Anne’s full weight was on top of him, and it didn’t look as if she about to get off him anytime soon.

The boat continued to roll furiously.

“I really should check our situation,” Tom said.

“Situation, what situation?” Anne asked as she finally rolled off him. His semen spilled out between her legs instantly. It was going to leave a wet spot. She made a mental note to remember which side it was on, so she won’t be stuck with it later.

Tom jumped out of bed and checked the navigation without bothering to dress. The boat rolled, almost causing him to lose his balance.

“Everything ok, honey?” Anne called out.

“No, darling. Nothing to worry about..” he answered back. The tone in his voice told her otherwise.

Just then items started flying. Anne was thrown off the bed and into a corner, bare-assed. ‘Nauti-Lust’ rocked like a pendulum swing.

“Tom??” Called out Anne as she struggled to unfold herself.

 

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The situation wasn't too bad all things considered
Such things as a vicious squall line hitting them after dark with both 'seasoned sailors' fucking their brains out down below. A squall that had blown out a rather crucial bit of fabric and was even now driving them as fast as it could broadside toward one of th e more remote Bahama Cay's!

Nothing like the threat of looming death to clear the libido. The next hour was pretty frantic but with Anne's help and the auxiliary diesel, Tom was able to bring the Nautilust into the teeth of the wind and ride out the storm which was mercifully brief but damage had been done.

They anchored that night or what was left of it in the lee of the small island.
huddled over the electric heater trying to calm down and dry out from their ordeal.

Coffee?

Oh yeah, lot's of it.
Tom took the steaming mug from his wife and smiled up at her.

You sure look sexy when your wet baby.
He made a lunge for the terry cloth towel she was clad in.

She sidestepped

Your impossible! We almost died, and you can still think about that!

You bet,
he said and slipped his own towel off his lap revealing a standing 8 inch boner.

Wanna hop on?

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We lost them goddamit.


Monkey ain't gonna be happy about this.

Should we call in a chopper?

Nah,
the fat man looked up from the chart table.
That squall had to drive them this way.
His pudgy fingers moved in a circle over
the map where sveral small islands appeared.
My guess is there sitting out the night offshore of one of these. Let's check um out.

The big converted Coast Guard cutter, turned south and made flank speed towards San Raphael Cay.