Father Goose - Sex Stories

Father Goose

... tell she was awake.

I stood up and reached down to find her hand. "Get up for a moment." I said to her.

I had her place her hands on the rail by my cabin door and then I pulled her hips back towards me. Poking around with my cock I found what I was looking for and slipped into her from behind. Hanging onto her hips I gave a her a pretty spirited fucking and she was moaning all the way through it until I shot off.

Pulling her back to my bed I pushed her up against the bulkhead and lay close behind her.

The morning light was just starting up and there was a faint glow in the boat. It woke me up and I noticed how fortunate I was. I rolled her onto her back and gave her another spirited fucking and this time she moaned quite a bit as she enjoyed her pleasures. I blew off just seconds later and collapsed onto her.

We lay there in the lingering dark a couple minutes and then she was trying to get me off of her. I wasn't quite ready to end our coupling when she says, "Please, I can't breathe!"

In an English accent.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked.

"I'm Verina."

"I thought you didn't talk?"

She gave a little laugh...with a hint of sarcasm. "Maybe I didn't have anything to say."

"Aw, shit. I thought you were Leslie. I'm so sorry."

Her hand patted my bare thigh. "Don't be. It's not your fault."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I didn't want to die a virgin like Anne did."

I touched her face, "Verina, we're not going to die. We'll be fine, I ...

... promise."

"Anne wasn't fine, was she? So why wait if I'm going to have to wait forever?"

My practical side kicked in here. "It's spilt milk now. Do you think you'll keep talking after this?"

"Yes."

"Good. Then take your shirt...wait...where's your shirt?" I asked.

"Back on my bed where I left it."

My eyes rolled, "You came out here naked? You were pretty sure what was going to happen, weren't you?"

"I saw you with Miss Ducasse and I thought you'd want to be with me too."

"Well...go back to your bed and get your shirt on before anyone notices. Go!"

With that she left.

Myself, I slipped into the relatively cool water of the pool for a quick wash and a wake up. It felt good. I needed a little sobering up and I hadn't even been drinking.

It was a good day for a shave so I did that. Got rid of a week's worth of stubble and managed not to cut myself.

I was just done cleaning up when Leslie came aboard.

"What did you do with Verina? She's talking again!" she gave me a big hug and I hugged her back. Lightly. With a dose of guilt.

She pulled back from me. "What happened?"

I explained and in the explaining I kept waiting for Leslie to yell, scream, throw something, blame me, or something along those lines and it was disturbing that she just listened and nodded her head as I spoke.

"Well?" I finally asked her.

"What do you mean 'well'? We're not married and neither is Verina. She can make her own choices just like I can. I'm just happy that ...