That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking voice. Voice said" Annnn' what what do want from me now?...LOL.. i said "who is this?&... Continue»
The Countess loves her peaceful afternoons aboard her yacht while anchored in the Bay. She basks in the sunshine and enjoys the gentle sea breeze that lifts her thin white dress. With the persona of an angelic Sea Nymph, she sits on the teak rail and dreams of a handsome man boarding her yacht and seducing her in the open air. Her crew has strict orders to not interfere with her personal matters, especially if she is sexually “engaged” with a man, woman or multiple partners. All crew must stay out of sight and ensure the Countess’ privacy as she takes matters where she wishes. The professional Captain is responsible for all vessel matters, but she makes all final decisions aboard!
This Bay is an active waterway for recreational boaters and commercial vessels, but the U.S. Navy and Marines have a large local presence that adds intensity and mystique. Massive gray ships transit the deep channels while smaller launches and rigid inflatable boats (RIBs) race around at 30 knots for reasons that are unknown to civilian bystanders. Amidst the peaceful sounds of terns, the Sea Nymph sees a large RIB cruising at full speed in the general direction of her yacht. She understands they’re always on a mission, but her fantasy develops… Today they could be on a very special mission, a covert one, with orders to take possession of the unknown yacht that may pose threats to security. She watches it closely and her little heart races as the RIB’s course changes, with its bow now pointing directly toward her. Within minutes they will be close enough to see her perched on the rail. Even if they pass by at full speed, could she catch their attention?
She sits up erectly, with one of her long bare legs exposed to the upper thigh. No panties of course; never aboard! With her heel on the rail, she bends her knee so the breeze wisps up between her legs directly onto her bare, smoothly shaven pussy. The wind tickles her, nicely, and she spreads her legs a bit more. As she readjusts her little bottom on the rail, she notices that she is moist. With a gentle finger she touches her lips and finds that she is actually creaming, with a little pool of Nymph juice having built up directly under her pussy. She touches her clit and finds it very erect, poking out from under the thin skin of her maiden hood. One touch, two touches and she is close to cumming… She is so ready, just from this little fantasy of hers. Moving down, her finger finds the opening to her vagina. It is hot and her lips are very aroused; thick and firm as they always get when the Countess transforms from the proper lady to the hungry sexual a****l that she truly is.
Returning to the moment, the Sea Nymph looks up and gasps at the sight of the Navy RIB now within 100 yards and approaching directly toward her. For a split second she starts to move her leg down so her pussy and bare bottom will not be exposed to the oncoming vessel, but she quickly and purposely returns back to her desired fantasy which she certainly wants to become reality. Not only does she lift her dress up above her waist to expose her full legs and hips, but she lowers one side of her dress so her left breast is fully exposed too. She is baring it all for them, this naughty Sea Nymph! How many? She does not know, nor care. As they get closer she notices they are all dressed in full dive gear, with black wetsuits and rubber hoods covering their entire heads. Four, no there are six aboard, and they are within 50 feet and slowing down.
She doesn’t move a muscle. She will show them her inner strength, not being intimidated by this oncoming show of male power. The RIB stops 10 feet off her port quarter and she now recognizes they are Navy sailors, probably skilled divers. Muff divers maybe? One of the divers near the bow is clearly in charge, giving hand signals to two others manning lines, fore and aft.
She knows that her breast and pussy are fully exposed and aimed directly at six pairs of leering eyes. She also knows there are six cocks growing, actually struggling to escape from their tight wetsuits.
The Sea Nymph coyly smiles but doesn’t speak a word. Her lips are pursed tightly, but certainly not the lips between her warm thighs. Her concentration moves to her vagina because she feels that her labia are fully engorged. Looking down she sees that her pussy is completely open, ready for any and all… The Nymph is beyond the point of no return, she knows it, and loves this feeling.
The Officer in Charge (OIC) of the sailors looks directly into the eyes of the Sea Nymph. He sees her broad smile and her finger that is raised to her lips, telling him not to speak a word. His heart races when he sees the tiny index finger on her other hand, as it curls toward her and signals for him/them to come aboard to her. All of his subordinates notice too, and hope that their officer will let them participate in this special operation! As a team, these sailors will not allow this mission to fail, as another one like this may never arise.
She watches as one-by-one they climb through the transom door. The OIC continues to give hand signals to the five other men whose only bare skin is on their face, from beneath their nose to their eyebrows; all else is covered! They are all very fit as confirmed by their broad chests and small waists, from numerous underwater training exercises. She likes this because it translates directly to stamina, which is just what she wants. f***e and stamina…
Four of the sailors come to the seated Sea Nymph and lift her off the rail. They hold her suspended in a seated position, then slowly allow her shoulders and head to recline to a horizontal position. She purposely goes limp, succumbing to their strength and determination. She relaxes and lays her head back, letting her long blonde hair fall to the deck. Upside down, she sees the OIC close to her face. He is pulling down the waist of his wetsuit. Can this be, without a single word spoken? She feels his huge hand lift the back of her head a few inches, then a gorgeous cock approaches and his two large balls are tucked firmly under the shaft. They are fully loaded and ready to fire! It all happens so quickly…the mushroom head of his cock touches her lips, and she knows to open wide. She does and bathes his cock with her tongue as it enters, more, more and then too far. She chokes as it enters her throat but he withdraws a couple inches and remains there for her to tickle and suck. She loves like a pro, the wonderful cock sucker that she is! The Countess loves to suck a nice cock wherever and whenever the opportunity arises.
Her concentration is broken as she feels the top of her dress being lowered so both of her breasts are exposed. She watches as two sailors descend to her breasts and begin to suck on her nipples. This wonderful sensation is further interrupted by the feeling of her legs being held firmly while being spread further. She doesn’t need to look down; instead she closes her eyes and feels a man’s bare hips move between her tiny thighs. Within seconds she feels the familiar pressure of a firm cock at the opening of her vagina. She knows that her vagina is obviously a hungry pussy fully ready for his (this strange intruder) entrance. She hopes he isn’t too long because she knows all to well that monster cocks can hurt her cervix and ruin her orgasms. She wants a wide cock now, to stretch her and give her the feeling of total abandon, with whoever is attached to that wonderful muscle.
She has reached the feeling that she had earlier dreamt. Held suspended above the deck by four sailors, with men sucking on her extended nipples, a fine cock in her mouth teasing her throat and a fantastic wide cock buried in her pussy and tight enough to keep all of her cream from escaping. Soon his too. She begins to cum, shaking as it builds with the familiar throbbing of her g-spot. She knows it will progress as many of her erogenous zones are receiving the wanted attention, simultaneously. Then her orgasm reaches full proportions and she starts squirting from her urethra. If the sailor in her pussy were to look down at her stretched opening, he would see that her pee hole is completely opened. Little does he know that it warns of oncoming flow. The little Sea Nymph lets out the female version of a groan at the same time that she squirts right up into the air, onto his chest and with a few squirts that rise above his shoulder. He is unfamiliar with this part of a woman’s ability but it makes him cum immediately, deep within her pussy. Lots of cum, trapped in there by her tight lips grasping his thick sword.
Her orgasm is enhanced further as cum shoots down her throat. She is stunned by the intensity of his squirt but so turned on that she doesn’t gag, rather, she leans back farther so he can fully enter her throat and finish his wonderful deed, directly into her belly. Both men howl as they cum inside the little Sea Nymph, as the four others watch, certainly with their cocks at full attention!
The first two sailors remove their drained cocks slowly and respectfully and the Sea Nymph opens her eyes in time to see the OIC use his finger to order his men to move clockwise one position. The two men who had been watching eagerly from 4 o’clock and 11 o’clock positions, now were free to enter the Sea Nymph at 6 o’cock and high noon! And enter they did, one down her throat again, and the other new cock in her sopping pussy. She hadn’t lost her peak, so the new cocks were wonderful for the little Sea Nymph. She let her head recline back into a good position to accept the second cock deep into her throat. And the new cock in her pussy was fantastic, in fact it must have had a sharp upward curl because as soon as it entered her, it poked right on her g-spot which is located on the upper, inner wall of her engorged pussy. Within five strokes, this fine cock had her squirting again profusely with her g-spot being the center of her entire nervous system, sexually speaking of course.
Around they went, like the hands on a clock. Suspended above the deck for over an hour, the little Sea Nymph received all of them, twice each, equating to six cum shots in her pussy and six down her throat! She loved every minute of it and smiled as they laid her down on a nice blanket in the cockpit of her yacht. As mysteriously as they arrived, all six left quickly and without having spoken a word, except for the groans that came from the strong chest of each sailor as he proudly spurt his cum deep within the little Nymph.
She loves when her fantasy comes true. And she has all evening to play with herself, while lying in her stateroom. Her only interruption will be when she rings the little bell beside her bed, summoning the cute chamber maid whose duty is to bathe the Countess. If the Countess decides, the little maid will have to work hard with her tongue to retrieve all of the cum that is far inside her still engorged vagina!
Although bound to secrecy about their covert missions, one of the Navy sailors apparently slipped the secret story to one of his companions. Now all of the Navy installations on the Bay are scanning the horizon in search of the Countess’ yacht, each day as they conduct their military operations. Even the Navy and Coast Guard helicopters that do fly-overs of suspicious vessels on the Bay are looking for her! They all fantasize about another day when the Countess will allow a group of seamen to board her yacht, and her!
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