The Sailing Date - part 3 - Sex Stories

The Sailing Date - part 3

... green water. She was scanning in the direction he was headed and getting concerned that he had not come up yet. She felt something brush her leg. She screeched and thrashed in panic. Dave surfaced behind her laughing like mad. “You Bastard!” she giggled and launched her own attack. Dave’s solid mass didn’t dunk the way Julie expected. She ended up wrapped around him in a very pleasant way. Their eyes met and they shared a tender kiss. This turned into a lust filled kiss. Their arms pulled their bodies tight together and their tongues joined in. They broke the kiss and looked deeply into each other’s eyes. No words were needed. There was sexual yearning, and more, exchanged. An understanding that they were no longer alone in this life. Then Dave broke the mood. With a lopsided grin, he declared; “I’m hungry! Let’s eat.” Julie rolled her eyes and giggled. “MEN!” she retorted, punching him. She climbed on his back and allowed him to tow her to the swim ladder. Dave scrambled up and then asked for Julie’s hands. He effortlessly plucked her out of the lake and set her on the stern. They picked up the towels and did a bit of exploring while they tenderly dried each other off. Dave enjoyed the firm bounce of her breasts and buttocks while Julie enjoyed the unyielding firmness of his chest and thighs. Of course Julie HAD to ensure his crotch was dry and got an unabashed feel of his rigid cock and full scrotum. Oh yes. That tool is definitely going to be put to work satisfying her ...

... burning need. Dave handed Julie back down into the cockpit. He hung the towels out in the sun to dry and then moved forward. He pulled a small cooler and duffel from storage in the bow. “Just how much stuff do you have in there?” Julie asked. “This boat is fully equipped. You would be amazed at some of the equipment tucked away in the bow.” He pulled out a varnished board and legs that assembled into a small table in front of Julie. Dave unzipped a side flap in the duffel to reveal a full set of dinner wear. It was a modern picnic basket with storage pockets for each piece. He placed a plate, bowl, spoon, fork, and wine flute on the table along with a linen napkin. “Aren’t you eating?” Julie asked. “It’s a small space. I figured we could share.” He pulled a bottle from the cooler and popped the cork. He filled the flute with a sparkling golden wine and offered it to Julie. She tasted a cold, sweet, tangerine wine that was very refreshing on this hot day. They shared a few sips. Dave refilled the glass and then pulled a sealed container from the ice. He filled the bowl with a thick, creamy white soup that had tiny green herbs in it. He then floated very thin, star shaped slices of cucumber on the soup and placed a dab of sour cream on top of those. Dave took up the spoon and carefully fed Julie a spoon full of soup. It was cold, sweet, and had a complex flavor that included cucumber. Julie made ‘mmum’ sounds and used the spoon to feed Dave. “What is in this?” “Cucumber, sweet ...