Bo Zodeclown - Modeling Her Pleasures

Nothing further had been said about that night in Steve's cabin, and even Ellie had not made any advances at him. Steve was beginning to feel the tug of his sexual appetites, and Ellie's body became a focal point of his interest.

At dinner that night they broke out a bottle of wine and celebrated the completion of the first big leg of their trip. When Steve went up on deck to assume the evening watch, he took the half-filled bottle with him. This being the last night before land fall, he decided to relax his vigil at the helm.

He sat and sipped the heady wine as he listened to one of Sandy's tapes flu the night air around the boat with a charming melody. She and Ellie were below, trying to decide on their wardrobe for the following evening, and their happy laughing voices could be heard on occasion. Steve could feel the wine affecting his brain. He usually did not indulge in wine, other than with his meal. It seemed to do far more damage than liquor, and the results were so much quicker.

Around ten o'clock the noisy voices quieted down and the salon lights were turned down. The music wasn't turned off so Steve figured Ellie had gone to bed for some sleep before coming on watch, and Sandy was using the shower and perhaps doing up her hair.

Steve finally drained the bottle and flipped it over the side of the boat. He was definitely tinder its influence now, and his blood raced as his brain reeled in his head. The music made him think of dancing with Ellie and holding her strong and erotic, mature body. The thought of her sweet-scented flesh and hot sucking mouth gave Steve an instant erection that he massaged unconsciously as he continued to dream.

Just then the hatch opened and Ellie appeared. Steve shook his head, unable to fully believe what he saw standing before him. Ellie was smiling. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, but the ends whipped in the breeze. Her scent told him that she wore the same perfume he'd detected the first night they danced and then made love on the boat. Steve stared at the gown she was wearing. It was black. Thin lacy straps held it on her shoulders. It molded itself to each contour of her body as the wind pressed it against her flesh. Her large breasts and large nipples were sharply outlined as the material lovingly clung to her body. Her crotch was highlighted as the wind blew the gown between her thighs. Steve was awed at the sensuality she was exuding. He noted that Ellie was wearing small sandals with straps and a short heel. When the wind whipped the hem of the gown up, he also saw she was wearing smoke-colored nylons.

His cock began to pound in his shorts, and he knew that he would have to have release tonight, and this woman was going to receive the full heft of his manhood in her body.

When she came up to him, he put his hands on her hips, and it was then that he felt the garter belt that hugged her waist. He began rubbing his swollen cock against her protruding mound. Ellie's smile broadened and she took his hands and slid them over her abdomen and then up to her silky breasts. The material acted as graphite would between two hard surfaces. His hands slid over her body as it was encased in the sensual garment.

"I gather you finished the wine, Steve. You're a bit horny, my friend."

"Hell yes. Christ, Ellie, you didn't come out here like that to take the wheel. You must feel the same way I do. Come here, baby, I want that mouth and cunt of yours tonight."

She chuckled as she undid his shirt and tossed it aside.

"I never heard you talk like that. You must really have gotten a kick out of that wine."

She now felt his erect cock rubbing across her mound and it hit her Clitoris, sending a shot of lust through her loins.

"God Steve, take it off me. I want you to see me without the nighty."

Steve tied the wheel off and then grasped the garment by the hem. He quickly slid it up her torso and off her upraised arms. He tossed it in a corner and then sat down and looked at her.

Her pinched waist was emphasized by the black satin garter belt, and the nylons that encased her legs gave her a wicked and lewd appearance. The jutting tits soon attracted his hands and he squeezed them lustily.

Ellie undid his deck shorts and they dropped to his ankles. He stepped out of them and they were both naked. Steve's cock stood out like white marble in the pale moonlight that shown down on then. It was enormous as it jutted out from his blond-haired groin.

Ellie slipped to her knees and licked the huge head of the cock. She pumped it and licked along the sides. When she reached his scrotum, she sucked each one of his balls into her mouth, in turn.

Steve shuddered and pulled her to her feet. "How would you like me to eat you while you suck that tonight?"

She grinned and nodded excitedly. They quickly made a mattress of soft cushions, and, standing in the middle of it, Steven embraced Ellie and delved deeply into her mouth with his probing tongue. His hands traveled down her hips to her crotch and delved into her body with his fingers. Her trembling told him that she was as hot as he was this evening.

They reclined on the cushions, and he began licking and kissing his way down her torso. She rubbed her silk-clad legs along his thighs, and then as he got to her mid-section, he turned his body so that his loins were now level with her own lips, and she soon began using her wet, eager tongue on his balls and thighs.

Steve embraced her legs and caressed them as he kissed and licked his way into her pubic hair. He went lower and found her steaming cunt as already moist and her clitoris poking its blunt little head out from between the thick labia lips. He captured it with his lips and began strumming it with his rapidly flicking tongue as his hands came up and cupped the smooth, firm cheeks of her ass, one finger delving into the valley between the cheeks.

Ellie moaned as Steve drove her clitoris wild, and at the same time she sucked his cock. Her own hands explored his ass, and she too found his rectum an interesting place to investigate. Her finger probed into the crack of his ass and then around the tightly muscled anus. His hips bucked when she put pressure against the tightly guarded little entrance.

Steve stabbed his tongue deeply into Ellie's cunt and tasted the first of her juices. He sucked it hard and he was rewarded with the sweet nectar of her body. As she continued to blow him her finger moved slowly in its intended purpose of getting into his rectum. Steve could no longer breathe enough air into his body with his face jammed against her cunt, and he lifted his face up and closed his eyes to revel in the experience. His dick was surrounded by her demanding mouth, and her finger was now half way up his anal channel. He didn't know how long he could endure this sweet agony, but he bad never experienced anything quite like it before. He was now lying on Ellie's stockinged thighs and rolling his body around on her smooth form.

Not breaking contact she squirmed out from underneath him, and, maintaining her hold on his thrashing form, she allowed hey lips to back off of his cock until just the large crown was still captured in her humid trap.

"Oh shit, Ellie! God, that's so hot and your finger is driving me nuts."

His eyes were dosed now and he was lying on his-side. He felt-her release his cock and travel down it with her lips, spreading her saliva along its length. She finally got to his balls and licked them and breathed hotly into the mass of tangled hair. Steve nearly stopped breathing as her finger finally reached his prostate gland and gently massaged it. Her mouth or hand, which he did not know, nor did he care, was caressing his cock, while his nuts and the area between balls and ass were laved with a hot wetness.

His balls were then sucked and his cock felt a hot wetness on it, too. Before he could adjust to this new sensation, Ellie quickly removed her finger from his rectum and replaced it with her searching, spearing tongue.