The Sailing Date - part 3 - Sex Stories

The Sailing Date - part 3

Dave took Julie’s hand and led her down the gangway to the slips. They passed the boats that Julie was expecting to sail on. Modern white fiberglass boats with cabins and decks well above the water. The type she saw leaving the marina every weekend with happy parties seated comfortably in the back. The boat in the slip Dave stopped at really surprised Julie. It was very low and open. No cabin at all. You actually had to step down into it. It was all wood on top with a deep rich blue on the hull. It also seemed very long considering it looked like no more than 4 people could fit in the tiny seating area. While unexpected, Julie had to admit this was a very beautiful boat. It was also in better condition than the ‘newer’ boats. There was not a single blemish in the polished wood and the fittings shined like gold jewelry. “This is Halie.” Dave proudly stated. Dave placed one foot on the gunwale and handed Julie down into the cockpit. He waited until she was seated before boarding and ducking under the boom to sit opposite her. He stowed her bag in the long cubby forward of the mast. Julie was amazed that while both of them were climbing on, the boat had hardly any motion. It remained rock steady. She paid close attention while Dave explained the lines and hardware she would be using to help him sail the boat. He told her it was going to be wet and busy once they left the shelter of the marina. He suggested they strip down to their bathing suits and apply sun screen now. Dave ...

... produced a water proof bag for their clothes. Once they finally got a good look at each other in their swimwear, they said the same thing in unison, “Oh my god!” Dave was wearing red Speedo Solar briefs very low on his hip. All of his well-defined muscles were clearly on display. He had a body like a Greek statue. His thick cock was positioned along the top of the briefs and stretched all the way to his side. He was very clearly hard, causing the fabric to lift from his body. Dave’s scrotum filled the lower part of the suit like a g****fruit was stuffed in there. Julie’s eyes wandered all over Dave’s magnificent physique but kept being drawn back to his erection. For Julie’s part, what little fabric her bikini had was transparent, offering no modesty at all. The way her top bisected her breasts was more titillation than cover-up. The string running between her buttocks had the same results. Her bikini called attention to specific parts rather than hiding anything. Julie started giggling at their joint astonishment. That broke the ice and Dave brayed with laughter too. He sealed and stowed the water proof bag in the bow compartment and retrieved a pump bottle. They liberally sprayed each other’s exposed skin with this UV protection. Dave had Julie slide forward to stay out of his way while he cast off the lines. Julie watched Dave prepare to leave the slip. His movements were smooth, nimble, and habitual. It was clear to her that Dave had a good deal of experience with boats. All ...