Lost at Sea

Hello my name is Natalie. I am now in my late twenties and ever since my teens I was known to be the risk-taker to the point of being labeled both fearless and reckless. Even in my high school year book I was voted most likely to be a stuntwoman. I am a tall, athletic girl, standing at 6’ barefoot. I also have 32C boobs, a trim 22” waist and a thicc 36” ass. My ass really sticks out even more considering my long, slender build. I am often climbing to the roof of my house or any other high place to get the best view of the horizon as I knew the future didn’t wait around.

I often would do my crazy hijinks in whatever I was wearing whether it be a dress, skirt, shorts or pants. I am too focused on not falling and getting injured to worry about trivial things such as flashing my panties or my pussy if I had forgotten underwear that day. I often would get crowds that would be treated to my panty clad ass or just being able to see my bare pussy and ass. The crowds would cheer as I make my way to the top of whatever I was climbing. Eventually as I got older, I ran out of things to climb within my city so I expanded to traveling to places like Yosemite or Yellowstone to tackle much tougher climbs. On my last climb, I spoke with some fellow thrill seekers at the summit asked about other places to climb or other thrill seeking outlets.

Most of them said places I had been to already but a couple intrigued me when they told me that they had a blast doing sailing. I joked saying that it must cost a fortune for boat so as fun as the sailing sounded it was probably out of her price range. The couple gave me a card for the guy that could get me a great price on a boat if I ever chose to pursue it. I thanked everyone especially the couple for their assistance and recommendations as I began my trek back to ground level.

When I got back from the last vacation, I called the number on the card and the gentleman answered just like the couple said and he introduced himself as George. He let me know how his business worked as he was based in Hawaii and would buy old sailboats and repair them at a much more reasonable rate compared to getting a brand new boat. He invited me out when I had a chance and that before I even paid for the boat we could take it for a test drive. I let him know that would schedule something immediately to meet up with him to test out the thrill of being out on the open waters.