I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

I awake the next morning after having one the best nights of sleep I’ve ever had. The bed in the cabin is surprisingly comfy and the gentle constant movement of the water so soothing I can barely remember waking up once. It’s also relaxing to know that I’m not going to be spied on by Lawan and Dawn too. Piya and I have spent the night with our bodies interlaced. I’m awake before her for the first time too. I roll towards her and take in the face of this beautiful sleeping angel. Her features are just breathtaking to me sometimes. Perhaps sensing that I’m awake, Piya begins to stir. Her eyes flutter open and she stretches out her arms that turns into a big hug.

“Good morning handsome,” she says seeing I’m awake.

“Good morning beautiful, how did you sleep?”

“Incredible. I wish we didn’t have to go back today.”

“Me neither.”

We relax in bed together for a while, no urgency in having to get up. Eventually, I rise letting Piya know that I’m going to head up on deck to check the ocean and giving her the chance to use the small bathroom in peace. Her modesty maintained at such an early stage of our relationship. Following me up on deck later, I let tell her I’m going to check the craypots after leaving them out overnight. I pull the float of the nearest pot towards me with a hook and start to draw the cage up to the surface. It’s a struggle, the pot is weighted heavily to prevent it from walking during the night, but eventual I manage to pull it over the side of the boat. Piya’s squeals in happiness at the sight of orange shells flipping around inside. I open the hatch and turn the rock lobsters out onto the deck. Piya’s squeals turn to screams as they start crawling across the deck, she leaps up into the captain’s chair to escape. I catch the offending creatures and put them on ice.

Pulling up the second of the craypots, I’m excited to have caught another five, maxing out of my daily boat limit of eight crays. I turn these into the ice as well. Saving Piya from being chased again. She is salivating at the thought of these delicious crustaceans and asks if we can eat them now. I tell her that’s my plan just as soon as I finish clipping their tails to signify they are non-commercially caught. Down below I heat up a pot of seawater and when it's boiling fiercely, plunge two of the crays inside. They turn a bright red colour as they cook. Piya watches me work in the kitchen as I give them a chance to cool before splitting the tails and frying them up again in some butter and garlic. Serving them up, they are delicious so freshly caught. Piya says they would be even better with rice, I let her know she can keep the rest to take home for her and her friends, I’ll just save two to give to Barry and Lucy as a thank you for the use of the boat.

Fed, we head back to the shore for some more swimming and sunbaking. The beach is much quieter than yesterday, with much of its length just to ourselves. Piya and I play in the waves, working off our meal with some bodysurfing, before setting our towels out on the sand to dry off.

I once again rub tanning lotion into Piya’s smooth dark Asian skin. The sun turning her a warm shade of her normal Thai brown. Seeing that the other beachgoers are picking up their gear to leave, Piya unclips the back clasp on her bikini top, pulling it off her shoulders and putting it to the side to start working on her tan lines. I take a good look at her sweet breasts as they hung before she lays face down on the towel. Twenty minutes later when we are alone on the beach, Piya rolls over to work on her front topless. Piya’s beautiful tits never cease to turn me on. I slide over closer to her and wrap an arm around her torso pulling her into me.

“And what sort of idea do you think you have?” she asks teasingly.

“You know exactly the sort,” I say as I pull her hips back against my waist, my hardening cock pressing into the small bottom triangle of her bikini.

“Oow someone’s feeling adventurous,” Piya purrs as she slides a hand between us, wrapping a hand around my shaft and squeezing.

“Very adventurous. I want you again,” I say.

Piya laughs, “not here silly, anyone could come at any minute.”

I take my hand slide it up Piya’s back, moving the hair out of the way to reveal the back of her neck. I lean in and kiss the tender skin, the place Yui had told me about.

“Ooh, ooowww,” Piya moans as I deliver a gentle love bite to her neck, her body arching back against me as her bum pressing back against me. “Yui… shouldn’t have… not fair… told… ooowwww.”

Piya is unable to form coherent sentences all of a sudden as I slide my hand around the front of her to feel her breasts. Her nipples are hard, studded through with raised goosebumps. Working fast, I pull her bottoms down off her hips and reach through, rubbing my fingers against her pussy lips. They are moist already. I tease the tip of my fingers between her lips as Piya leans down into the towel as I continue to kiss the back of her neck, all resistance gone. I slide two fingers into her pussy, loving the moan that comes from her as I work my way down to my palm. Piya pushes back as I finger her from behind, hand making a small pat-pat sound. Piya reaches back to pull my bathers down as she starts to stroke my hard cock, each of us intent on giving the other pleasure. Piya though is quick to cum from my petting, her pussy walls gripping the pair of fingers I have inside her as she groans lustily. Her free hand grabbing the towel scrunching her palm into a fist. I continue my movements, making a curling motion as I work to prolong Piya’s orgasm, all the while she is gripping me with her sex.

Turned on beyond belief, I intend to make her mine, just as she did me last night. Once she is done cumming, I discard my trunks and pull her bikini bottom off her ankles. Kneeling behind her, I grab her hips, lifting her ass into the air. Piya assumes the position for doggystyle, her head down and her bum up. I watch in satisfaction as I line my cock up between her lips and start to slide myself into her pussy. Piya moans as she is taken. Pressing the small of her back right down, I press myself all the way inside, Piya’s wet and greasy pussy eager to be fucked. I take a hold of her hips and start to pump my cock in and out of her slippery snatch. The unmistakable sound of balls slapping pussy ringing out into the beach and sand dunes.

It's my turn to fuck however I want and I give Piya hard forceful thrusts of my cock, each one making her grunt. Piya spread-eagled and being railed hard. She must like being taken hard and at will like this as I feel her cum fast and repeated quickly in fast succession. All that time being wasted on a guy that could barely get it up getting forgotten as I make up for it. I switch in some really deep thrusts which make Piya’s squeak, the high-pitched squeal a contrast to her more normal rhythmic groaning.

I briefly think about pulling out and cumming all over Piya’s back but as the time arrives my pull out game is gone. Piya’s moaning turns to a wavering, “oowoowoowoo,” as I start to cum deep inside her. Piya’s back is curved like one side of a half-pipe as Piya takes my load. My hips pumping and pushing my cum as far inside her pussy as I can. The day and a half of fucking haven’t reduced my reserves of spunk by much as I pump out what feels another big load for her. Spent, I pull out at last and roll down beside Piya, my cum this time so far inside her it’s never coming out. Piya lying back down wraps her arms around my neck and inserts her tongue as far down my throat as she can. Our kissing devolving into full on face sucking.