A Passionate Day

I roll over onto my chest, my legs straddling the narrow bed, looking out the window at the sea outside. I enjoy the view a bit, but it's not long before the passions Joe had spoken of making themselves felt. I try to remain still, which becomes more difficult as my desire rose still higher.

It turned out I did not have to wait long, however. Soon, I felt Joe kissing, lightly but psionically, at my neck. I moan in pleasure, as his hand rubs along my right side, coming to rest on the side of my bust. He started to massage my bareback, working from the base of my neck down. It's a sensual experience to be sure, and it's only igniting the passion already brewing inside of me. Interwoven into his messaging my back, he kisses my neck, as I become ever more relaxed and aroused.

I moan at his touch, as he works his way down to the base of my spine. Once he gets to my ass, he paused a moment before slapping my behind playfully. I giggled at that, pulling myself onto all fours, prompting us to kiss on the lips. Even as our lips met, I feel his hard rod rub against my clit, and moan in response.

As if by mutual consent, we both move slightly for what we know is coming. He slips one hand, his left, around my waist, while his right grabs hold of my hair, pulling my head back. I moan in response, my body ecstatic. I moan even louder as his rod enters into me, my body stretching as I'm taken. I moan even louder, as he enters deep into me. I was wet before he even began his ministrations on me, and he glides inside easily.

I let out several moans, short and sharp, each thrust goes deeper and deeper into me. I stead myself as well as I can, his hold on my hair pulling my head back each time. "Ugggh yeaa... umm yeah, take me... .uhhhh yeaaa uggghuh." I moan, relishing being taken once more. The fact his practically a total stranger only makes it even more exciting. His thrusts start out slow, but there is a decent **** behind each one, driving me forward even as he pulls back on my head by my hair.

My moans of pleasure grow ever louder, as I orgasm once, twice. I'm building up to a climax as he forcefully takes me, fulfilling his need, and mine in the process. "uhhhh ahhhhhh yeeaa. .s FUUUCC ah KKKK. Yea... mastER! FUCcccckk MEEEaaa! UGHHH Yeeeaaa... ughhh!" I moan, almost scream out, as a desire for more envelopes my every thought, every need, and desire at once. I climax then and feel another orgasm riding swiftly in its wake. Orgasmic pleasure floods through me.

I lose track of time, as we fuck, as he takes me, and as my passions run wild within me. Pleasure and pain join at one at that moment. I feel him accelerate his pace, as I'm taken to town. I moan, I scream, as I'm taken, and enjoy every moment of it. Each thrust is faster than the last, as the passion between us grows. I've long since abandoned any **** of keeping quiet, not caring if any hear us now. I climax once more, as I feel him shoot a loud deep within me once more, our speed slowing as we ring the last of it out of him

It all seems to last only a few scant minutes, but it takes close to an hour and a half of passion. Or at least, that's what the clock in the first would have me believe. I slide over as well as I can, as he lies down beside me. Before we reach the harbor, we share such passionate movement several more times. When we finally return to the harbor, It's dark out. In fact, it's just past midnight, when we reach the dock.

Joe brings my clothes to me then, before saying "It's late. We're going to have something to eat here aboard ship before going to bed. I'd highly advise you to do the same, given out late it is.

"You mean, so we can spend more quality time together?", I say teasing as he tossed me the micro skirt and tank top.

"Well, the thought had occurred to me", he says back with a smile, as I dress. I wonder about his suggestion. It has merit, given that I walked here, and it would be hard to see my way back on my own.