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San Diego bayTrue story.The time is Southern California 1982, the bay of Coronado.I was stationed as a Navy sailor at one of the local bases and took to the ocean and the great weather of California. I grew up in the northern and much colder states so any chance I got I was outdoors and on the water.By great luck I found a sailboat that was ready to sail and at a price I could afford. The sail boat was a 21ft bay sailor, great for one person operation with a single mast and only one main and one stay sail. I found a public launch nearby and started to learn just how to operate this new toy. Launch time was about 30min from standing the mast to casting away from the small pier. I enjoyed this launch area due to light use by others, my guess was that it was so close to the very large privet luxury yachts kept next to the pier. I spent as much time as I had available sailing, even dropping my anchor and spending warm overnights in the small cabin below. On one early afternoon I was setting up and rigging to back my boat into the water when I heard a voice call out., looking up I saw a lady standing there smiling, a quick hello back sent with a smile. The question was if I was up rigging or down rigging. I looked around and saw no one other waiting that I may be holding up. My reply, I was setting up and will be away shortly. She asked if I knew this was a privet access, she saw no club flag or sticker attached. I jumped down now concerned that my great day was to be foiled. She was still very friendly and smiling, I shook hands and said I didn’t know this was a privet area and that I had been using it for the last few months. She nodded and said yes she had seen me many times coming and going. She then added that she didn’t mind but a few of the other club members had noted my use of their facility. Before I said another word she said that I could joint the club, the annual fee was well past my annual sailors pay. The look on my face must have keyed her that that wasn’t an option, or she said you just have to have a club bahis firmalar─▒ member sailing on board… Her smile, and next words, “I’m a good sailors mate and am willing to trust body to your seamanship. “Again shocked but without thinking long, welcome aboard. Loaded and sails filled with wind we set out into the bay. I had packed enough beer and food to spend the night so supplies were of no shortage, it was my custom to pop my first beer as I cleared the shelter of the small cove. Small talk and a few questions age ( 51 myself 22 ) ( southern Minnesota, single her Nebraska, married ) asking if she would enjoy a cool beer or water. Two beers turned into a few more. The next few moments changed my sailors life on the bay. The talk turned to how many girls I enticed out here, shyly I laughed and said only one, and she was the only other gal that had been tricked and trapped to spend the day on the bay with me. She laughed, and remained me that I was the one tricked. She again noted it was midsummer and the sun was not to be waisted, she stood up and removed her sport shirt and pants. Now she had a slim mature body, her, the green bikini hid nothing in her shape.. She smiled and said this is how we sail. I agreed and removed my clothes to match her. The sun was warm and my fair skin was not going to handle it long, I was glad the sun was at least past dead center. Another beer fetching and a yell out for sunscreen, being the only other I took full advantage as I filled my palm with lotion as she turned her back towards me… He skin so warm and soft, my hands slowly exploring shoulders and down her sides. My excitement was gathering and like storm clouds was beginning to show and not easily hidden. I felt her hand on my leg which was again not helping to reduce my excited state. As my hands spread the lotion I could feel her body relaxing, feels so good doesn’t it, she smiled and said almost the best feeling. Almost? I asked, her hand left my thigh and reached the back of my head, she turned her face to me, pulling ka├žak iddaa me close our lips locked. I felt her tongue meet mine, the taste of her breath, her soft lips. She moved kneeling now, hands on my chest as our lips continued to be stuck together. She moved back away from me smiled ” I think we best drop the sails and get the anchor “. As I dropped the sails and anchor she crawled below, one last look around sending up the anchor flag to warn other, this sailor was not on deck. As I took the three short steps across the cabin, she lay there smiling, her mature body excited me, truly not a young girls body. Stretching my body next to Her’s again our lips pressed hard passion driving and in full control.My hands moving freely lower. The sensation of her nylon bikini and her firm body was a perfect fit at the moment. Moving her so she was placed beneath me on her back, my lips found their way down her neck, my hands cupping each breast as I continue to move down. Reaching the elastic of green, looking once quick I see her relax hear head on a pillow with a smile.My mind alive, senses collect the beautiful sent of lotion and her. With a gentle pulling her lovely trimmed pubic hair comes into view. My mouth quickly lowered placing a soft kiss. Now between her thighs my tongue used like a soft shovel, I part her open and begin to receive and give pleasure. She was so wet, thick dripping juices flowing as fast as I could work. Her tight grip on my hair pulling me into her. Her breathes deep and with purpose, small purring grunts was the only sound she made. No longer able, my throbbing erecting self needed play of its own. Sliding my way back as I pulled away my shorts. Uncovering her nipples my mouth sucked hard on both very hard erect cherry nipples. Up her neck again to her lips. My body now poised as I could feel the head of my cock as it slipped inside of her. The warmth slid up the Langton as it found its way deeper. Looking into her eyes and again a half smile showing pleasing pleasure. My cock slipped and thrusted ka├žak bahis easily in her moistened pussy. Her hips raised to meet every thrust, I could feel the inner walk of her cervix ticking the head of my cock. She quickly pushed me off to roll me over, she just as quickly climbed on top of me, squatting as she sat hard on top and placing me back inside her. Her body moved with great energy, face turned up with closed eyes. It was then I could feel her wetness working its way between my thighs, running flow like a river. My hands holding her hips, the look of this woman twice my age enjoying this as much as I was to be pleasured by such a gorgeous figure of maturity. It was at this very moment I exploded filling her with the strongest orgasum, her breathing went to a one gasping breath, held as she felt the pulsing and throbbing, the rush of my cum filling her. Her legs tight to my sides, her thighs quivered as her own organum ran through her both body and mind. She layer her body on me, her lips red and flush, out of breath we enjoyed the moment, the boat moving on the afternoon stillness, seagulls calling above. The moment was perfect. Her head rested on my chest, her fingers slow and very slightly traced the half hard cock. In only he way, she slipped lower and took me in her mouth. The sensation brought me back to life. Her tight grip followed by the warmth. In no time I could feel the pressure building, her mouth worked with such confidence. Like she could read my mind, her grip tightens as she looks at me, ” you better not hold back, let me enjoy you”. I watched as she took my full length down he throat. Her tongue tickling and circling my cock. The last pushing of her lips as the again allowed me deeper I let loose with Another heavy and dizzying load. I watched her sucking away with every pulsing release. Fingers slid up as to get every drop, nothing left behind. The day finished slightly as it began, back on deck with a cold beer, only now we both closer and talking about the next days on the bay sailing, little did I understand what she was telling me, she made comments about she hoped I was the type of sailor that enjoyed exploring or I was noticed I sailed alone, like a pool boy fantasy. This story doesn’t end here.

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