As the boat left the dock for the snorkeling trip, Linda found herself noticing the handsome sailor running the boat, with his sun-streaked hair, his deep tan and his strong arms. She was the only single person on boat filled with couples, but this was supposed to be her honeymoon. When her fiancé told her he wasn't ready to get married, she decided to still take the trip.
Pensively, she stared out at the water contemplating her future. From her peripheral vision, she caught the man watching her. She returned his gaze and let a small coy smile cross her lips. She could tell he found her attractive. His toothy grin had a boyish appeal and she let her eyes travel the course of his body. So sinewy and tanned he was. A body that only comes from hard physical labor. Oh~~ to feel a man's arms around her. To remember what it feels like to be wanted. Her mind fantasized about his rough, strong hands touching her smooth, satiny skin; stroking her intimately. Snapping herself back from her daydream, she noticed him looking at her again. That familiar rush of desire rushed between her legs.
As the boat slowed and they neared the rocks and caves where they were to snorkel, he handed out gear with instructions. He told everyone where they were allowed to swim and where to view the best fish. She was the last one to receive her gear. He looked at her and said, "I would love to give you a personal tour of the best snorkeling spots." A fire danced in her eyes and she eagerly agreed.
He pointed to a spot over past a bunch of rocks. Taking charge, he said," Swim past there and you will find a cave. Wait for me." She found the cave easily as the warm Caribbean water caressed her skin. When inside the cave, she glanced into the water at her reflection. She was still attractive, still desirable. Her windblown hair was streaked with gold from the sun, her eyes danced with life.
Her body was ripe for love after all the months of physical preparation for her wedding. Feeling a rush of desire, she decided to untie her top and let her full lush breasts free. She slowly stroked her nipples making them erect she was waiting. The heat burned through her body and she felt herself growing wet. She reached between her legs and felt the slippery smooth desire that was building in her female place. She began to rub on her clit, making it swell with arousal. A prelude to her personal tour, she was sure.
As she slipped into a rhythm, silently at the entrance of the cave, the sailor watched. Her head tossed back with pleasure as she continued to touch herself, as only she knew how. He crept behind her and gently kissed her shoulder. Startled, but still aroused, she turned to face him, her face and eyes wild with self-pleasure. As she slowly removed her hand she wordlessly reached to his lips so he could taste her yearning and aching desire for a man's touch. This was not a moment for words that would break the spell. As he licked her fingers, she touched his erect manhood through his swim trunks forcefully, beckoning him to be inside her.
He stopped licking her hands and began to kiss her deeply so she too could taste her juices. Tongues swirling, lips pressing close, they kissed for what seemed like an eternity. Then they broke the kiss, and still no words, but their eyes spoke volumes. Said things to the other that were perfectly clear about the raw primal lust of a man and a woman who want to experience physical completion.
With one swift motion, she slid the bottom of her suit down, and wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his torso. Clinging to him and kissing him again, he slid his shorts down and his cock tapped on her, teasing the lips of her pussy. He felt her with his fingers and slipped one inside to gauge the level of wetness. Crooking his finger and caressing her g-spot, she shuddered with ecstasy. Oh she wanted this man! But she was at the mercy of his timing since she was holding onto him. He teased her more and more with his finger until she began to quiver with pleasure. Her orgasm was building and radiating throughout her body. She let out a deep guttural moan as her climax pulsated through her.
He removed his finger and she spread her legs more so that he could penetrate her. His cock slid right into her slippery wetness. It was huge and hard, filling her. She clenched her muscles around him and began to rock back and forth, shifting her body so that she could feel him from every angle. The water was splashing them as she took him deeper and deeper inside of her. His hands were running wildly through her hair and she bounced up and down on the shaft of his cock until she thought she would never have enough.
She was moaning louder and her breathing became more ragged. She was really pumping him now and he was meeting her stroke for stroke. As their bodies crashed together in unison, she felt him grow larger as he neared the point of climax. His shaft swelled and he began to shoot his hot creamy juices into her. Each throb was more exciting. He began to grow soft in her and she released her grip. Slowly pulling up their swimsuits with the passion of spent desire in their eyes, there still were no words spoken.
They silently swam back to the boat, each with a smile of complete satisfaction on their faces.
