Sailing Lessons - Sex Stories

Sailing Lessons

... luck then. We'll see ya later!" Albert said, putting the boat in gear and putting away. When they were clear of the sailboat, Albert throttled up, and they roared across the lake towards town. Audrey and I looked at each other, rolled our eyes, and exhaled a sigh of relief. She started down the ladder and then looked back to see if I was coming. I started after her. As I stepped down into the cabin, Audrey was in the galley at the bottom of the stairs, searching through her backpack. She turned around as I reached the bottom of the stairs, which put her nose to nose with me. She looked at me right in the eye and smiled. “That was really close.” “Yeah,” I said, “That might have been a little embarrassing.” (That was an understatement.) She leaned forward and gave me a little kiss on the lips. She turned and pulled another joint out of her backpack. “Like to do another?” She said as she offered it to me. “Uh, I think I’m OK for now.” I said. I was trying to collect my thoughts. Audrey was only inches from my face. She was looking deep into my eyes and smiling mischievously. “You’re right.” She said, “We’ve got all day. We can relax, can’t we?” With that, she peeled the halter-top over her head, and reclined on the bench in the galley. She lightly traced a line around one nipple with one finger, toying with it for my benefit. "What would you like me to do?" she said, looking up at me. "Like you to do?" I asked. "I'll do anything you want me to." She said. "Anything?" I asked a ...

... bit incredulously. "Well, almost anything. I'm not into pain or self-mutilation or sick shit like that." she said, "But about anything else you want me to." I thought about this for a moment as I stared at her. She saw that I was staring at her perfectly formed breasts. She cupped one in each hand as if to display them to me. "Do you like my boobs?" She asked. She glanced down at the bulge in my shorts. "They're beautiful," I said, standing there, not knowing quite what to do next. "Would you rub more baby oil on them? You were doing so well just before we were so rudely interrupted." She said, handing me the baby oil from her handbag. While I rubbed some oil on my hands, Audrey put her hands behind her head and closed her eyes, just waiting for me to continue my ministrations. This time, there was no pretense of innocence. I started with her nipples, and worked on them until they were stiff. “Mmmm.” She moaned softly. She looked me in the eye, and then let her gaze roam down my body to stop at my shorts, which were tenting out in a really obvious way. She reached out a hand and cupped my bulge. I just stood there stupidly and watched. She rolled my balls in her hand, weighing them, and then ran her hand up the outline of the shaft until she came to the swollen head. She held it in her fingers, with only the fabric separating my oversensitive member from her probing fingers. “Does that feel good?” She asked, as she stroked my cock through the thin fabric of my shorts. “Very ...