0 comments/ 108362 views/ 4 favorites Fantasy Cruise By: Dallface I have been writing stories for my wife for about 10 years. It has been a way for me to share some of my fantasies with her over the years. She has liked most of them, but a few weren't as well received – so I know some of my limits. Although the stories are complete fantasy, it usually leads to some great sex and lovemaking. A little about us: We have a very active sex life – only with each other. After a little encouragement, my wife has become very adventurous and willing to try just about anything at least once. We have a large collection of toys that help us in our role-playing. I don't profess to be a very good storyteller but I do the best I can with the time I have. I would encourage any feedback that any of you may have. Most of the stories that I have written are based off of an event in our lives or vacations that we have taken – and then an extreme twist where I add my fantasy into it. This story is no different; one of our favorite vacations was one last year as we took a cruise to the Southern Caribbean. We had landed in San Juan and were about to embark on a seven-day cruise. We were looking forward to lots of sun, shopping, and sex – and best of all there was going to be no work and no kids. We were going to be visiting four different Islands and spending a couple of days at sea. After a couple of days, we had become completely comfortable with our surroundings. We were familiar with the ship and had met a few new friends. The food was great, the weather was great – we were in paradise. It was on the third day that we got to Aruba. In the morning we went on a dive and did some shopping - we had just planned a nice relaxing afternoon on the beach to get some rest and sunshine. After an hour of lying on the beach, I suggested to my wife that we go on a walk to see what else was around. As we walked along the water, there were less and less people. We passed another couple that was walking the other way – they were about the same age as we were – the biggest difference was that this other lady was walking topless. It was obvious that she did this often because she didn't have any tan lines. Of course, this prompted me to try and encourage my wife to do the same thing – "Yours look way better than hers and it's not like we're going to run into anyone that we know that would make you embarrassed." I said. Then, to my shocking surprise, my wife said "OK" and off went her top. I could hardly believe it – I was truly amazed. As we continued to walk down the beach, I found that I could not take my eyes away from staring at my wife's bare chest – I was so excited that she was actually doing it. As we continued to walk, I began to notice that I was not the only one that was having a hard time taking my eyes off of my wife. Almost every guy that we passed or that was on the beach made no attempt to conceal the fact that they were staring directly at my wife's naked breast. As she walked, her boobs would slightly bounce up and down while swaying from side to side. I was surprised at the way this affected me as well – it was exciting for me to see others looking at my half naked wife. I told her that I needed a break from walking and that we should sit over there – truth be told, I wanted to save myself the embarrassment of walking with a tent pole in my shorts. As we sat, I noticed that the stares from others were not letting up. My wife lies back on the sand and put her hands behind her head as she relaxed. As I continued to stare myself, when I felt the coast was clear – I reached over and grabbed one of her tits with my hand. She let out a playful Mmmmm as I took a couple of quick squeezes. I quickly took my hand off so that I wouldn't be caught by anyone else on the beach. A few more minutes went by and she was in the same position with her eyes closed – I reached over again and this time with my thumb and index finger took a little pinch of her nipple – I quickly reached over to the other one and pinched it as well. Almost instantly, her nipples began to grow and were standing to attention. "Are you horny honey?" she asked me. It was obvious that I was and I suggested that we go find a secluded area that we could go to take care of business. Again to my surprise, my wife got up and began to walk with me as we tried to find an area that we could have a little privacy. After walking for a while, we found a vacated area that had a couple of palm trees. We walked over to them and as my head was on a swivel to look out for anyone, I began to pull my pants down. As I was doing this, my wife fell to her knees on the sand – she grabbed on to the base of my cock with her hand and began to lick the head of my cock with her tongue. She looked up at me with my cock resting at her lips and said "You keep looking out for people while I suck on your cock." I was so turned on that I was as stiff as a board – she continued to slide my cock in and out of her mouth while she fondled and played with my balls. The only way that I was able to stop from cumming right away was that I had a little nervousness – someone could discover us at any minute. After a few minutes of sucking cock – my wife was ready for a little more. She stood up and began to kiss me – while kissing, she kept a hold of my cock and continued to stroke it – it all felt so good as her bare warm breast pressed up against me. I reached down and slid my hand under her bikini bottoms – as I worked my fingers down to the slit of her pussy, it was obvious that I was not the only one turned on – she was soaked as I was easily able to slide my finger up into her wet warm hole. We continued to kiss as I had one eye on the lookout for any intruders – I continued to finger fuck her wet hole and now had two fingers that I was working in and out. After a few minutes of this, my wife pulled her lips away from mine and informed me that she wanted me to fuck her. She turned around and faced the palm tree and put her hands on it to brace herself. She slightly bent herself at the hips and widened her feet – she looked back at me and said "Common baby fuck me!" I quickly obliged and positioned myself right behind her – I grabbed a hold of my cock and slid the head of it around her wet opening. With one big push, I slid my entire cock deep inside of her – we both let out a moan together. Almost as fast as I pushed it in, I took it back out and continued this same motion for the next few minutes until all of the sudden I noticed some movement off in the distance. As I began to concentrate on what it was – I brought it to my wife's attention. "We're all right – they're too far away to see anything." She said. I continued to push my meat in and out of her while keeping watch of these guys – I finally figured out that there were three of them and that they were playing Frisbee. "Are you sure they can't see us?" I asked – my wife assured me they couldn't. As I came to find out later, my wife realized that the guys did know what was going on and wanted to put on a show for them while keeping it a secret from me. After she convinced me that we couldn't be seen, I relaxed enough to really enjoy the moment – in no time at all, I could feel myself beginning to get light headed and I knew that this meant only one thing as my shaft began to spasm and my balls constricted as I began to shoot several loads of cum deep into my wife. Quickly we used my shirt to clean ourselves up – I pulled my shorts up and my wife re-positioned her bikini bottoms and put her top back on. We turned to start walking back to where we had come from. After about 30-40 steps, my wife turned and said she had left her sunglasses. I waited for her as she went back to the palm tree. When she reached to get her glasses, I saw her doing something in the sand – like she was writing something, but figured her glasses must have gotten buried and she was looking for them. She caught up to me and just a few minutes later we came across the group of guys who were playing Frisbee. As we passed them, we exchanged quick hellos and I noticed that my wife got a little embarrassed as she gave them an almost coy look. I asked, "What was that all about?" She replied with a "You don't think the could see what we were doing do you?" I just said that if they did that they got a good show and that it's over with now. We made it back to our ship and on the way to the room I told my wife that she deserved an extra nice favor because I actually got off down at the beach and she did not. As we walked into our room, we were both anxious to get clean from both the beach and sex – we had plenty of time before dinner and could get in a little nap as well. Since the shower was so small, I offered it to my wife first and with no hesitation, she stripped down and got in. I relaxed out on the balcony and soon fell asleep. The next thing I knew, my shoulders were being rubbed as my wife said – "Hey honey you better go get in the shower." Not only had she already showered, but she had put on her make-up and dried her hair. As she turned away from me I looked and saw that she was wearing nothing but a g-string and a sexy bra. "I'm planning on collecting on that favor that you were talking about – because I'm still really horny." She said. "Don't worry, I'm good for it." I replied as I got into the shower. The water felt really good as the pressure was nice and high – it was also helping to wake me up. I heard a knock at our cabin door – my wife answered it and then I heard it close. "Who was that?" I asked. She replied that someone had the wrong cabin. Unknown to me, it was not someone who had the wrong door – it was those same three guys from down at the beach. When my wife went to get her sunglasses, she also wrote in the sand our cabin number and a time to be there – the guys were right on time. As the guys came into the room, my wife signaled to them to be very quiet. Two of them sat in chairs and the other one sat on the corner of the bed – in the shape of a triangle. These guys were all pretty young probably no older than their mid 20's. My wife was standing in the middle of them and began to move provocatively. She began to move her hands over parts of her body that were very suggestive. She continued to slide her hands over her breasts and then as she slightly bent over she began to caress her ass. She whispered to the men "Why don't you let me see what you have going on under those pants." The men were anxious and relieved to hear this as their growing state was beginning to get uncomfortable from being restricted in their pants. As each of them slid their pants off, my wife eyed each one of them the best she could. The first two with dark hair looked pretty average in size and the third – a blonde guy, had one of those monster looking cocks. When they had their pants off, each of them sat back down – each with their cocks in their hands pumping them to a full state of erection. This turned my wife on as she watched them stroking themselves – she pulled on the front of her g-string and tugged them up between her pussy lips and began to grind on them. As he let out a moan, she leaned over and offered one of her ample breast to one of the guys. This guy was eager to start fondling the tittie that was swaying in front of him – he first began licking the nipple with his tongue and then sucked the nipple into his mouth. My wife continued her way further down to the ground and dropped to her knees. One of the dark haired guys pointed his cock right toward her and she quickly accepted the offering. First she licked up and down the shaft and teased the head of his cock by rubbing her tongue over the top of it. She worked her way down to his balls and licked on them for a while before returning to the top and sliding her mouth over the swollen head and taking as much of the shaft as she could handle. As her head continued to bob up and down on this guys cock, she reached on each side of her to find and get a hold of the other two guys cocks. As she grabbed a hold, she could totally feel the difference of the blond stud cock and the other. As she grabbed a hold of the monster, it excited her as she thought of the joys of putting it to work. This had all taken place over about a 10-minute period of time. I had finished my shower and was drying my hair. When my wife heard the hair dryer, she knew it would only be a few minutes before I came out and she was filled with nervous energy not knowing what my reaction would be. By now, all three men were sitting up on the bed next to each other. My wife was taking turns sucking on all three men – she would spend about 30 seconds on each before moving to the next. The ones that she wasn't sucking, she was stroking with her hands. This is the sight that I saw when I walked out of the bathroom – I stopped in my tracks – I wasn't sure what to think, but I do know that my heart was racing faster than it ever had before. My wife turned around to look at me – her face was wet with saliva and she had two cocks in her hands. "I told you I was horny – I'll stop if you want me to." She said. Still in amazement of the whole scene, I told her to go on with her business. The guys seemed to be really relieved too, not knowing what my reaction was going to be. So with my permission, the three guys became completely comfortable and began to get busy. One of the guys got up and moved back behind my wife – he started rubbing and massaging her ass and slowly worked her g-string off. Meanwhile, I took a seat about 10 feet away from the action that was taking place – I had a perfect view of my wife's ass and pussy lips that were glistening when the g-string came off. This guy began to rub his fingers up and down the slit of my wife's pussy lips – slowly, he parted them and slid his middle finger inside of her. I could see her push back against him as he did this. Before long, this guy got on his knees behind her and began to slide his cock into my wife's wet love hole – she let out an "Ahhhhh!" As she was filled with his cock. I had dropped my own towel by this time and had begun wanking my own cock – I couldn't believe how turned on I was to see my wife being violated by these guys – I had to slow up so that I didn't cum before I wanted to. Before long, the guy behind my wife decided to turn her over on her back. I loved seeing him take my wife by the ankles and spread her legs apart as he pushed his cock into her. By now, one of the guys had reached down and began to stimulate my wife's titties with his mouth and fingers. The blonde began to embrace her in a passionate kiss. After a few minutes the guy sucking on her titties got up and pointed his cock in the direction of my wife's mouth – he literally broke the kiss that she was engaged in with his cock – the blonde guy didn't look to happy to see this cock right next to his own mouth. My wife quickly grabbed this guys cock with one hand and put her arm around the blonde guys neck, like a head lock in order to not let him go anywhere. She quickly began to suck on the cock that was in front of her. After a minute, she took it out of her mouth and pointed it towards the blonde guy – he had an extremely nervous look on his face. "Suck it for me baby!" my wife exclaimed. The blonde guy was still unsure – but he feared getting on my wife's bad side and possibly being denied something in the immediate future. The blonde guy slowly opened his mouth as my wife guided this cock into his mouth. "Oh yea – take that cock into your mouth – Oh that's it suck it!" My wife said. Watching this guy suck on another guys cock had and unbelievable effect on my wife – I couldn't believe how turned on it made her. After just a short time of sucking cock, the blonde guy stood up and signaled for the guy fucking my wife to move aside – it was his turn. My wife was getting wetter and wetter by the second as she anticipated this monster cock entering her. As he placed the head of his swollen monster cock at the entrance of my wife's wet cunt, she could feel her pussy lips begin to stretch apart. Inch by inch he fed his monster into my wife as she moaned in excitement "Oh yeah give it to me – give me that big fat cock!" My wife took all she could and he still had a couple of inches that could not go into her – as she adjusted to his size, she began to buck violently back and forth on his rod. Suddenly, my wife decided that she wanted to ride this young stud and she got up and had him lay down on the bed. She straddled him and guided his cock back inside of her. I have never seen my wife ever bounce up and down like that before. The other guys seemed to be at a loss – they just stood there and stroked their own cocks like I did. Finally, I told one of them that my wife really likes to be fucked in the ass. Immediately, one of them came around behind her – grabbed some lube on the side of the bed and began to rub it on my wife's ass. My wife began to rotate her hips as she felt the pressure of his finger on her ass – she knew what was about to happen. As the guy put the head of his cock at my wife's ass, she took the monster cock out of her pussy and knew that if she was going to get double fucked that the monster would have to go in second. The guy slowly began to push his cock into my wife's ass – first the head and slowly, inch by inch the rest of him. My wife reached down and began to put the monster back inside of her – now the guys were in rhythm as she was being double fucked – the pressure was delightfully tremendous. "Oh yeah – fuck me in both holes – fill my ass with your cock – MMMmmmm – it feels sooo good!" She yelled. As I saw these cocks slamming into my wife – I knew I could cum at any second. My wife was ready to go too as I saw her start to turn flush with excitement – as her head began to get dizzy she could feel the pressure of both guys beginning to cum as their cocks expanded and wads of cum began to blast deep inside of her. This helped to intensify her own orgasm as I and the other guy moved around to the front of my wife. While still in the middle of a lengthy orgasm, my wife grabbed a hold of our cocks and began jacking them while she opened her mouth wide open like she wanted to be fed. In no time at all, the both of us began to spew streams of hot jizz toward my wife's wanting mouth – some made it in her mouth and some on her face. As we stand there spent, my wife took our cocks into her mouth and rubbed them around the cum that was on her face. I had never cum that hard in my life. As the three guys got dressed and left, I thought in my mind that we still had four days left on our vacation and began to think of some of the possibilities. Fantasy Cruise Sue arrives at Dock B looking magnificent in her white slacks, silky blue blouse and white sneakers. A bit apprehensive at first but once she sees the confident eyes of the Captain, she holds her hand out to be helped aboard. She steps aboard and with a slight and gentle movement, trips and falls against the Captain's body and smiles up at his concerned face. Somewhat embarrassed, she gently pats him on the shoulder and shyly retreats to the other side of the boat and takes a seat, crossing her legs seductively. Her smile melts the Captain who tries to regain his composure and attend to the details of the boat's launching procedure. Jack nimbly steps forward and unties the bow line and gently brushes against Sue's back as he reaches for the stern line. With all lines on the boat, Jack navigates the sloop, CyberChance out of the harbor headed for the wide ocean with a soft gentle breeze blowing through his hair. Sue is enthralled with the harbor view and smiles and realizes for the first time in her life that chances never taken are deadening to the soul. She shifts her luscious body and lets the afternoon breeze blow across her radiant face. She is content and gladdened by her decision to lunch with her Captain friend. Jack attends to the sails and hoists the main and unfurls the genoa, the sails snapping to attention as the boat tacks toward the outer harbor. She picks up speed and gently heels on its guided tour of familiar waters. Sue, sitting on the leeward side, gently reaches out and lets the fast moving water run through her newly manicured fingers. She coyly turns to Jack and splashes water toward his body. While ducking and bellowing a friendly complaint, he realizes that he is sailing with a playful and beautiful creature, someone who, up until this point, has remained a nagging mystery. Sue giggles and turns her head to ward off Jack's accusatory stare. The boat slips gently through the soft waves as she heads toward the harbor's outer islands. Other boats dot the horizon but none are near enough to see or hear the boat's occupants. Quiet, inquisitive conversation ensues as Jack and Sue learn more about each other. Each sharing a little about their lives, their dreams, their hopes, their disappointments and most importantly, their need to be satisfied with life's happenings. Content with the day and their mutual experience. As the sloop approaches the small island with a bleach white beach, Jack heads the boat into the wind to slow its speed and attends to lowering the main and furling the foresail. Jack lowers the anchor and the boat quietly bobs in the afternoon sun. Jack offers a glass of wine which Sue gladly but skeptically takes into her small, angelic hands. She is somewhat unsure of this stranger who seemed polite earlier but senses a playfulness that is both intriguing yet somewhat too friendly. He gently strokes her shoulders as he reaches behind her to set up the bimini. The shade envelops both of them and Sue feels a little more secure and a lot cooler with the blistering sun out of sight. Jack prepares the charcoal grille and announces to an astonished mate, the exact menu for the day's luncheon: grilled shrimp over a bed of mixed greens with a tangy vinegar and oil dressing, with a side of heavily buttered french bread. Sue pauses to study this man who doesn't quite appear to be such a kitchen wizard but changes her mind as he slices, dices and prepares their succulent meal. Sue helps herself to another glass of wine and lightly rubs her taut body against Jack's back as he concentrates on the barbecuing shrimp. His attention to his cooking is momentarily distracted and with a quick and unprepared movement, he drops the tongs over the side....never to be retrieved: a treasure lost in a moment of magic. With lunch prepared and the meal plated, Jack escorts Sue to the dining table under the protective cover of the bimini. They sit opposite each other with their knees gently touching and their eyes exploring each other's smiling faces. Their conversation wafts as the wind and they continue their playful mood. Laughter and giggling mix with the calls of the ocean seagulls who swarm and wait for a possible bounty. Jack holds out a forkful of shrimp and greens and offers it to Sue who can't quite consume all that is held out....a small drip of juice slides down her broadened smile. Jack leans forward and licks the moisture from her lips and pauses briefly to breathe in the faint aroma of Sue's perfume. With eyes closed Jack breathes deeply and sits back with a loud thump, a wide grin and beaming face light up the interior of their quiet dining area with the trace of sweet flora clinging to his senses. With lunch consumed, the couple rise and move forward to the bow to take in and bask in the afternoon sun. Sue sits in front of Jack and leans her body back into his inviting arms. Sue is content, secure and looking forward to a long afternoon, abandoning her earlier caution and letting herself go with the moment. Jack softly strokes her arms occasionally holding her body tight to his as the boat gently rolls in the quiet sea. He gently rubs his face in her soft hair and moves his lips to her shuddering shoulder... Part 2 While Jack breathed in the fragrance of her hair and softly kissed her burning shoulders, Sue considered turning her shuddering body toward this man, throwing him down and giving him the ride of his life. She fought the urge and realized that the building anticipation was the fruit that needs to ripen before it's succulence can be fully enjoyed. She gave herself up to the experience and fell back into Jack's strong arms and basked in the afternoon sun. After a while, Jack suggested a swim to cool off and indicated that the scenery around this island is exquisite. He rose and lifted Sue up from her prone position and lightly kissed her on the forehead and indicated that she could change into her swimsuit down below. As Sue made her way toward the stairway, she glanced back and noticed that Jack had shed his chinos and was stepping into his brightly colored bathing suit. Her eyes fell upon his tight buns, and the distinct tan line that ran across his muscular thighs. She smiled and whispered to herself "My Dear Jack, you don't know how close you were." She quickly proceeded down through the galley to get ready for their afternoon swim. Sue emerged from down below wearing her two-piece blue swimsuit and turned to see what Jack was doing. He was no where in sight. For a brief moment, she fought her urge to scream his name and desperately look for him. She glanced out onto the shimmering water and noticed a gleaming creature gliding lazily through the water. She calmed herself and climbed over the guard rails that circled the boat's deck. As she took a deep breath and prepared for her immersion, she noticed Jack had turned to look at her and was elated with the obvious approving smile that graced his face. He swam toward her as she jumped into the frigid water. She was immediately stunned by the cold water and kicked frantically in hopes of regaining her foothold on the boat. Resigned to her cold encounter, she only had to wait a brief moment before Jack's warming arms enveloped her and chased away the coldness. They treaded water briefly and gazed into eachother's eyes, their breath mixing and their arms entwined. Sue felt secure and was delighted with her decision to accompany this gentle man on their afternoon adventure. Jack reluctantly released Sue from his grasp and nodded toward the breaking surf on the beach. They proceeded through the pounding surf and Sue quickly overtook Jack on their swim to the shore. Jack reached out and his hands gently brushed across Sue's body sending tingling sensations that touched Sue to her core. She hurried her strokes to shorten the distance to the beach. As they approached the beach, a large wave lifted and carried them through the foaming surf and gently washed them up onto the hard-packed beach. Jack's body slid up through Sue's legs and entwined in her waiting arms. They kissed deeply as an oncoming wave washed over their bodies. The on-rushing wave rolled Jack on top of Sue as they continued their embrace and Sue felt Jack's hardened body press against her. Sue slowly opened her eyes as Jack shyly raised his sandy body and quickly dashed back into the surf to shed the clinging sand. He spent a little too much time pretending to brush invisible sand from his body as Sue realized the necessity for his delay and obvious embarrassment. His shyness intrigued and emboldened her. Jack waded through the surf and bent over and lifted Sue up and hand in hand they walked down the beach. Occasionally stooping to pick up shells and interesting pieces of driftwood, Sue began to understand Jack's love of the ocean and its many surprises. She smiled to herself as Jack continued his quiet stroll over the heated sand. Jack suddenly released her hand and dashed toward the dunes and gleefully yelled for Sue to follow. Unfortunately, Sue was slow to respond and before she got up a good head of steam, Jack disappeared beyond the first crest of the sandy dune. As Sue bounded her way over the dune, she was confronted with a stark reality. Jack was nowhere in sight and all she saw was low scrub pines and beach roses. Where had her Captain gone? Was he hiding? Was he abandoning her? Did he intend to scare her and suddenly appear? What was his game? She decided to play along and let the afternoon's adventure be whatever it played out to be. Studying the landscape, Sue smiled and followed the footprints that she knew marked Jack's progress. She gingerly proceeded deeper and deeper into the vast dune and marveled at the exquisite plants and flowering bushes. She paused and picked a red rose and placed it in her silky, wet hair just above her right ear. She smiled and quickened her pace to catch up to her escaping Captain, convinced that the afternoon held out the promise of many more surprises.... Part 3 As Sue made her way up the steep dune, she reflected on her decision to pursue this "date" with Jack and found herself balancing between good, wholesome fun and deep guilt for her behavior which counteracted her beliefs instilled in her a long time ago. She wasn't a vixen nor did she believe herself a wandering, frustrated, sex-starved woman who was looking for newer, more exciting, long-lasting relationship with another man. She simply relished in the excitement of the day and felt free to partake in the joys of living. Sometimes life deals you a hand that is difficult to accept and begs you to indulge, occasionally, in behavior that to a conspicuous eye may seem foolish. She merely wanted to be with a man who could satisfy her deep seated need to feel pretty, desired and possessing a youthful exuberance. She believed that Jack was that person. She continued her climb up the warm, soft, sandy dune. As she crested the hill, she caught her breath and was immediately shaken by the magical view. Out beyond the remaining sands, the ocean cast its mystical sheen beyond the horizon. The bright sun speckled diamonds across the sea's face and cast playful, glimmering jewels for as far as she could see. The sun was low on the horizon and a cool wind blew through her golden hair as she paused to take in the view from her new found vista. Sea birds and lobster boats meandered through the choppy waters as she raised her hands across her forehead to search for the footprints she was relentlessly pursuing. A small, shingled cottage lay in the distance partially hidden from her view by another sandy bluff. She noticed the footprints leading over the top of the dune heading directly toward the weathered cottage. She ran forward, beckoning her legs to remain stable through the soft, hot sand. She paused at the top of the bluff and gazed upon her target. The cottage was small with no more than one or two rooms, with a porch that wrapped around the outside and seemed to stabilize the structure from the wild ocean breeze. She walked forward and watched the wind play with the sheer, white curtains that were billowing from the open windows. As she stepped onto the porch a sudden gust of wind filled the rooms inside and blew the curtains across her heated body as if they were trying to entrap her and take her captive. She brushed the curtains aside and quietly walked around the house, occasionally peeking through the windows in hopes of discovering any occupants that may not welcome her presence. The cottage seemed abandoned but she continued her cautious progress and peered around the far corner. There, perched on a porch swing was Jack, gently gliding back and forth, his arms draped across the side and back of the seat. Jack seemed to be lost in his thoughts and didn't notice her slow approach. Not until she stood in front of him with her clenched fists firmly placed on her hips, did Jack break his gaze from the horizon and looked up into her glistening, green eyes. Sue accusingly said " Well, are you surprised I found you or are you disappointed?" Jack reached up and gently caressed Sue's outer thighs and slowly drew her to him. Jack answered confidently "I needed to prepare for your arrival, I'm sorry if you disapprove. I did not abandon you. Not too many places on this island for you or me to hide. If you didn't find me, I would have found you." As he spoke these words, his hands had deftly moved toward Sue's inner thighs and softly like a feather stroked her quivering legs. Sue's knees almost buckled under the gentle touch but recovered in time and quickly sat in the seat next to Jack. His arm quickly grabbed hold of her shoulder and he drew her into his warm, inviting chest. His embrace kept her captive for a few minutes and with her head bowed toward his lap, Sue lightly touched and traced outlines on Jack's upper leg and knee. She could almost sense the electricity that flowed through his body as she made slow circles and faint lines with her sharp, manicured nails. The goose bumps that ensued rippled through his body and Sue giggled with surprise as her fingers continued their journey. Jack was obviously pleased with her taunting style and slowly raised his hips in a desperate attempt to stop the lightness of her touch. Sue continued her torturous playing with a wide smile. It was her turn to take control. After several minutes of this sweet torture Jack rose and asked Sue if she'd like a glass of champagne and nodded toward the chilling bottle. Sue accepted and straightened in her seat not wanting Jack to see the fire and lust in her eyes. Jack told her the story of the cottage, of the man who lived here alone after his wife had died and befriended Jack many years ago. Jack told her that the man would sit on this very swing and listen to the ocean winds, believing that the howling was not the wind at all but was from all the souls who had died too young; their grief and pain a haunting tribute. The man had once told Jack that life can be too short and that every day should be lived to the fullest – as if it's your last. An emotion and belief that Sue was slowly giving in to. Sue quizzed Jack on his childhood, his desires, his hopes, dreams, and ambitions....boldly trying to gain insights into this special creature. He summed himself up quite simply by saying "I'm just a nice guy who likes to bring a little happiness into the world." Sue fell silent and breathed deeply of the salty, cool breeze and gazed upon the wide expanse of the ocean. She felt comfortable, secure and hidden from view – alone with this man and her thoughts. Torn between escaping and giving herself up to her hidden desires, she surrendered and settled back in the swing, slowly sipped the fruity wine, and allowed Jack to gently glide their bodies in unison. She mused and believed she could always change her decision ...maybe. Part 4 For what seemed to be a short respite, Sue noticed that the sun was quickly approaching the horizon masked behind some dark, ominous clouds. Jack confirmed her suspicions and said that "Weather was coming in so we better batten down the hatches". Regretfully, Sue released herself from Jack's warm embrace and stood up to stretch her legs and shake away her sleepy feelings. She felt Jack's presence behind her and stood stark still as he slowly traced the contours of her back with his light touch. She so enjoyed his touch and wanted to stay like this forever, continue her exploration into new experiences, and never to leave this glorious place. Her Captain as her guide. His tender fingers and hands slowly outlined her soft shoulders and side and he moved closer to envelop her within his strong arms. His hands continued exploring her body as she fell back against his supporting chest. He circled his fingers around her belly button and paused as he sensed her rippling response. He softly traced his fingers inside the rim of her bathing suit, a gentle touch that electrified her body. She was melting and wondered if her legs would continue to hold her up, she gave into the quaking. She felt Jack press his manhood into her back and was taken by the softness of his body yet somewhat surprised at the hardness that gently rubbed across her lower back. She needed to do something with her hands, so she slowly raised her head, turned and reached over Jack's shoulders and began to run her fingers through his hair. Her legs now could give way as she had more support from his broad shoulders. She grabbed hold of his hair and pressed her body into Jack's hoping to meld into him and become part of his warmth and comfort. Jack firmly grabbed her legs and quickly raised her body forcing her to wrap her legs around his hips. She was entrapped within the confines of his embrace and tightened her legs around his hardened body desperately trying to secure and attach herself to her new perch. Jack was strong and she knew he could hold her here for a while, a woman entwined in one of the most comfortable and secure places she had ever known. She slowly raised her head and enfolded Jack's head within her trembling hands and offered herself to a deep, long lasting kiss. He tasted wonderful and their tongues played to the rhythm of their movements. Sue becoming ever inviting, Jack responding and giving himself to her. Jack turned his body and with surprising force, pressed Sue's back against the cottage's wall. Her breath caught and nearly forced her to bite down on Jack's exploring tongue. She released from the kiss and buried her face in his neck. Jack continued pressing and she felt his rising penis stab at her moistened suit. She thought that with the force of his thrusts, he would break through her bathing suit and impale her...she with no foothold to escape. She surrendered and continued melting into his body. She invited his pounding hips and gave into the joy and warmth that was spreading through her body. Secure in his embrace, Sue reached behind him to rub and pull his thrusting hips ever more closer to her thrashing body. She felt the strength of his buns and matched her breathing to his movement. In synch with each other they continued their paired dance and tried to fend off their building climax. Sue wanting this moment to last as long as possible. Jack seemed to slow his assault and his heavy breathing became more regular. Small beads of sweat glistened his forehead as he raised his head and took deep slow breaths. Sue played her tongue across his exposed throat and gently nipped and bit his reddening skin. As Jack rasied his arms and pressed against the wall to support their combined weight, Jack said faintly "God, you are driving me crazy, I can't seem to get enough of you." To which Sue responded "I'm all yours Jack, take me, but do it slowly, I want this time to last so that I can recall every pleasing, gratifying moment." With bodies still entwined, Jack secured his hands under Sue and slowly carried her into the cottage. She felt her legs start to give out as Jack bent forward and gently laid her down on the living room couch. Soft pillows engulfed her head and body and with one of her feet touching the floor she pushed her hips up to meet Jack's hovering body. Fantasy Cruise Jack slowly lifted his body up and still leaning forward, he softly kissed her. His lips moved across her mouth and slowly, ever so gently brushed her cheeks and she felt his soft breath whistling through her ear. She gave into the comfort of the sofa and totally relaxed her shuddering body...giving in to whatever new assault Jack had in mind. The fragrant rose she had earlier placed in her hair quietly fell to the floor as a blissful smile graced her beautiful face. Part 5 Jack returned to the couch after a brief moment and held our a sheer, flowery robe and asked Sue if she wanted to get more comfortable. Without delay, Sue began to shed her suit and drape the robe over her shoulders. Jack had retreated to other parts of the cottage to secure the windows and doors blocking out the increasing wind and oncoming rain. Despite the closed doors and windows, the cottage was still chilly and Sue huddled within the pillows drawing her robe closely around her. Jack began to build a fire in the open fireplace and soon a soft, warming glow danced across the room. Jack rose, turned toward Sue and asked if she'd like some more wine? "That would be just delightful", she responded not sure if she wanted the growing aniticipation to be darkened by a buzzed-out brain. She felt confident that Jack's expert ways would break through any degree of numbness that the delicious wine may create. Having returned to the couch and holding Sue close to his warm body, Jack relaxed and drew his attention to the whistling wind scratching branches that scrapped the side of the house. Lost in his thoughts, Sue inquired as to where his mind had drifted. Jack explained his concern that the CyberChance may get into trouble if the wind continues to build. As a frown creased her forehead, Sue appallingly said "Jack! There's an almost naked woman sitting next to you in a remote hut being warmed by an open fire and you're thinking about the BOAT! You really know how to impress." Sue crossed her arms and fell back into the corner of the couch, a cute frown upon her face. Jack chuckled and slowly made his way toward her face to plant a sweet, loving kiss on her pouting lips. He quietly whispered "Forgive me, sometimes I lose myself in trivial matters....there are many boats and only one of you. No choice needs to be made." Using his probing tongue, soft lips and tender touch, Jack began a slow, purposeful exploration of her body. He slowly traced the outline of her jaw with his tongue and briefly sucked on tender portions of her throat. A faint cooing sound escaped Sue's lips, driving Jack on in his pursuit. He seemed to sense those parts of Sue's body that were susceptible to an aroused reaction and expertly paused to take in the full benefit of her response. He kissed the top of her breasts and made his way around her pointed nipples. Being careful not to touch her nipples, he teased her and caused her to move her chest in response to his taunting tongue. She was about to grab hold of Jack's head and direct him to her aroused tits but Jack sensed the movement and gently but forcefully held her hands and pushed them against the soft pillow above her head. Sue was writhing in anticipation and desire but it seemed to make no difference as Jack's slow journey continued as before. Slow almost painful. She gave into his guiding and let herself enjoy his obviously well-practiced technique. Jack gently rubbed his teeth across the her right nipple, gently worrying it and causing it to further quake under his touch. He took her nipple into his mouth and gently stroked it with his tongue making larger and larger circles until he had is mouth full of her warm flesh. He released her breast from his mouth and continued his Journey stopping briefly to give her left breast a similar experience. Jack was not one to leave out any details. As he progressed down her undulating body, stopping briefly at all the right spots, Jack reached behind her knees and gently pulled her to position her just right for his next exploratory attack. Straddling her body with his hands, Jack slowly lowered his head toward her upturned bush. He blew softly on the rich curly hair that graced Sue's pubic area. He gently traced his tongue around the area and softly kissed her inner thighs. He tenderly bit and nipped her soft flesh and dragged his tongue to her upper leg crevice. He pushed out on her knees to provide a clearer view of her glistening mounds and lowered his head to take a long deep breath, basking in her musky aroma. With the tips of his tongue her slowly traced her outer lips and lightly licked her moistness. He savored the sweetness and took in more of her taste. He loved her taste and lingered to savor in the feast of her womanhood. As Sue's hips moved and rolled to meet his warm, moistened mouth, Jack reached down and slowly parted her lips with his fingers. He briefly stopped his tortuous movements to take her in full view and feed his imagination and map out a plan to savor her womanly region. He licked her deeply several times and lingered over her clitoris, being careful not to expose this area to any touch. Jack knew enough to wait for this until a bit later. As his tongue explored her widening and moistened love area, he gently stroked Sue's inner thighs causing her to twist, moan and undulate under his encroaching head. She realized that Jack was an accomplished lover and gave herself up to his expert wanderings. He pushed her legs up and stroked his tongue on her hidden crevices and lightly touched her anal area. Jack gently traced his tongue along her quivering thighs and gently nipped and bit into her warmed flesh causing Sue to quicken her rocking motion. It bordered on torture but the sweet, soft, growing pain washed Sue's body in a pleasurable, cascading feeling. The undulating ocean had lifted her and was gently tossing and rolling her in a suspended state that made it difficult for her to even feel the soft pillows that encased her body. Jack sensed Sue's building to climax and returned to her exotic love triangle. He brushed his tongue across her clit and slowly rubbed it across the entire area bringing Sue's movement to a frantic pace. He flicked and pushed and rubbed her clit driving her further and further down the road to climax. Sue's body stiffened and with a guttural tone, Sue groaned and slowly released from the grips of her upcoming pleasure and bounded into a body wrenching orgasm that lasted several long, delicious moments. Jack continued his attention to her love area until her quaking ceased and her legs dropped onto his back. He slowly raised up and retraced his Journey up her body and dropped his whole weight on Sue and kissed her deeply. She tasted her own muskiness on his mouth and tongue and drew him on to her with a loving embrace. Her appetite sated for the moment, she closed her eyes and drifted into a calm and slowly drifting space, her body sensing ocean currents wafting across her glistening body. She gave hersself up to the feeling and with a slight grin, squeezed her Captain's body closer and allowed the ocean to take over her senses. She continued drifting and listened to the pounding rain on the cottage's roof and windows. She felt secure, snug and blissful. Part 6 She sensed rather than felt Jack's body lift off of her, a brief chill replacing his warm body. Jack quickly hushed her protest with a soft kiss and said he'd return shortly. He placed a warm, soft quilt on her and tucked the edges under her to form a warm cocoon in which she again drifted off to a deep sleep. Coming out of her deep sleep, Sue heard quiet piano music and some sweet smelling aromas engulfing her. She was warm, rested and raised up to a sitting position, clutching the quilt to prevent any heat to escape. The warm glow of the fireplace still flickered and cast eerie shadows on the wall. She recalled with a slight smile the happenings of the last few hours and turned around to see what Jack was up to. He was standing over the kitchen counter and chopping throwing food in a sizzling skillet. Sue smiled and said softly to herself, "and this guy can cook too?" She rose still clutching the quilt snug around her and padded her way into the kitchen. She peeked over his shoulder and said "What's cooking?" "Spaghetti in marinara sauce, I hope you like it." came the reply. She gently nestled her face into his arm and said that she adored Italian food and was famished. She tucked her arm around his waist and asked if there was anything she could do. He set her up to chop some garlic and grate some parmesan cheese. Realizing she may have a gourmet on her hands, she carefully produced several expertly chopped and diced garlic gloves and searched for the cheese grater. She was determined to match her contribution with the block of cheese. Jack whistled softly in time with the music and even added his own, well placed variations to the soothing sounds. He had finished sauteeing and had placed the sauce on the stove to simmer. He approached Sue and deftly wrapped his arms around her slender sides, whispered in her ear, and asked if she needed any help. Sue fell back into his body (a familiar and comforting feeling coming over her) and responded that she had everything under control...almost. She finished the mound of cheese while Jack nibbled on her earlobe, twice almost causing her to scrape her knuckles against the serrated grater. His warm embrace and firm body pressed against her, was another one of those moments that Sue simply inhaled into her memory to be recalled whenever she needed comfort. Jack not only brought her deep sensual pleasure, there was a comforting, secure feeling that came over her whenever he was close. She hoped her memory was as keen as the sensations she now felt. Jack poured the wine, lit the candles and fussed with the place settings as Sue drained the spaghetti and doled out a hearty helping into two large soup bowls. She spooned the hot, steaming sauce over the pasta, brought them to the table, and retreated to the kitchen to fetch the cheese. As she returned, Jack held out her chair and with a distinguished nod of his head, gently guided her into a comfortable seat. As she adjusted her body and nestled up to the table, Jack's hands ran slowly up her sides, barely touching the sides of her breasts, but Sue sensed the heat of his touch through the quilt and felt the electricity surge through her being. He kissed the top of her head as he squeezed her shoulders and, much too quickly and abruptly for Sue, proceeded to take his seat across from her. Sue hadn't realized how hungry she was and slowly but purposefully, devoured her Captain's feast. Talk drifted to many subjects including their mutual love of cooking, exploring new lands, and sharing their funniest Country Western song titles. She thought that Jack was making up some of his titles but it didn't matter to Sue, she enjoyed his humor and some of them were pretty funny. The rain continued to pelt at the windows and Jack continued to feed the hungry fire to keep the place reasonably warm. Jack indicated that he needed to go down to the beach and check on the boat. His attention suddenly diverted from the great meal. Sue understood his concern and told him to hurry back. As he opened the door, a sudden gust of wind invaded their warm bungalow, sending a chill through Sue. She looked after kitchen clean-up as she worried about Jack and continually listened for any sounds of his return. Even though he had only been gone for about 5 minutes, she missed him terribly and the cottage didn't quite feel right in his absence. A brief passing thought that he had abandoned her passed through her mind. She quickly shook out the thought and busied herself as best as she could, not so much to get the place neat but to occupy her mind in Jack's absence. She also anticipated other things that could occupy her as soon as Jack got his hunk of a body back inside. The door suddenly burst open and Jack, wet as a drowned muskrat, stumbled and almost fell in his attempts to escape the howling weather. She ran to him and covered him with the quilt she had carefully kept warm and toasty and slowly guided Jack to the sofa. Before he crashed onto the couch, she reached for him and quickly stripped off his wet clothes, he was drenched to the bone. Placing pillows, blankets and anything else she could find around her soggy Captain, Sue frantically and with great concern tried to expand her petite body to enfold him in her arms. After listening to his teeth finally cease its relentless clattering, Sue softened her hold on him and smiled at the prognosis that he'd probably live and not have any long lasting side effects from his wet, cold adventure. She gently toweled his wet hair, carefully ensuring she didn't rub it to hard and caused unwanted tangles. The blueness in his lips and cheeks was waning slowly and Jack was transforming back into his old self. She lightly kissed his face and directed her warming breath on any area she felt coldness. She paid special attention to his neck as she sensed his obvious pleasure and mewing whenever she lingered in that area. She knew he was quickly recovering as she felt his hardness press against her pelvic bone. However, she wasn't distracted and continued her body warming care. As she nibbled and gently played with his chest hair, Sue asked in a soft, seductive voice, "So, is the boat OK?" Jack responded that, in fact, the boat was fine and went back to concentrating on the light tickling sensations she was sending through his entire body, his natural warmth fueled by his rising heat of passion. Her soft hair fell on his stomach and he searched his sensory system to find each light touch and tingling feeling and savor in her soft, quiet, ever so slow meandering. She continued her assault of pleasure and invaded places on Jack's body that had hardly ever been visited before and Jack leaned back in the soft pillows and strained under her light touch. His entire body stiff and firm and he wondered how long he could bear this sweet torture before he exploded. She gently grabbed his throbbing penis and softly blew across its tip, sending Jack further into his relentless squirming and gyrations. Holding his erection securely, Sue expertly licked and played with his knob, slowly flicking the tip with her tongue. She ran her tongue down the side slowly tracing the path of his bulging veins and proceeded to nuzzle his sack. She softly licked and teased, careful not to bring Jack to his eventual orgasm. She savored in her Journey and just when she sensed that Jack was on the verge of orgasm, she ceased her meanderings and slowly released Jack from her grasp. Sue positioned her body above his and straddled his hips and lightly kissed him on the lips as she seductively gazed into his eyes. She was smirking a little and Jack realized that she enjoyed her journey as much as he and rose his hips to meet her warm body. He slid easily into her engulfing body and gently wrapped his arms around her and drew her closer to his rocking torso. His release was quick and she reveled in the quiet sound that escaped Jack's clenched teeth. With her mission to warm, comfort and bring Jack a full-body warming sensation, she slowly rested her head on his chest and listened to his soothing, rhythmic breathing. Part 7 While Jack napped, Sue explored the cottage and peeked in all the bookshelves, trying to gain insight into the man who lived here and obviously shared this space so willingly with Captain Jack. She was pleased to find a backgammon set in the chest next to the fireplace and she removed it and placed it on the table in front of the sofa. An open invitation to a Backgammon challenge that, in a small way, will remind them of the way they met in the Zone. Both were highly competitive, vicious Spades players, so it did not take long for them to play regularly as partners after their first chance meeting. She had developed a few new friends this way but none matched the friendship and bonding that occurred with Jack. She was delighted with the adventure but still a bit nervous and feeling somewhat guilty. She quickly shook off the feeling as she remembered Jack's advice that "guilt is a wasted emotion, directed at oneself and serves no useful purpose". How true this seemed and realized that other people use guilt often as a weapon and tried to mold people's behavior with this tool. She was learning a little about life and more importantly some of the choices one needs to make to remain happy and content. This drive for happiness is everyone's right and duty to oneself. Just as she finished her tour of the cottage and returned to the sofa, Jack opened his eyes and smiled up at her inquiring face. "Well, lazy bones" she said "How about a game or two?" Not sure what she meant but obviously intrigued Jack rose to a sitting position and said with a deep sexy voice "Sure, what do you have in mind?" Sue opened the Backgammon board and proceeded to set up her defense. Jack simply smiled and quickly placed his black chips in their corresponding positions. Sue won the initial roll and with obvious delight and a few childishly voiced glees and tehe's, easily beat Jack who was by now, fully engaged in the game and concentrating on every roll. He barely avoided a gammon which he pronounced as a minor victory. She realized that whatever Jack undertakes, he requires himself to be very good and should it be competitive, he must find some kind of victory in any endeavor, however small. After all, what kind of a victory could it be to have a sweet, diminutive woman whip your ass in a game. She smiled knowingly and announced "Losers roll first." They continued their "real life" battles, each with its own minor skirmishes, hits, blocks, jail time and other types of defensive gamesmanship. They both claimed equal victories but Sue didn't care as her victory was finally being able to play Jack face-to-face without that innocuous chat line being substituted for one's vocal chords. How much she enjoyed his deep voice, broad smile, and cute wrinkles around his eyes. She was in heaven. After crying "Uncle" on their last game, Jack took Sue by the hand and ventured outside. The rain had subsided for a period longer than they thought as the porch was almost dry and no rain dripping from the roof was evident. Although it was dark, the lights from the mainland glowed and painted shadows on the retreating clouds. Looking up, they both saw that the clouds were quickly dissipating and that the promise of more light from a full moon was imminent. They walked hand in hand across the moist, sandy dune and gently swayed their bodies in unison to a matched step. Sue saw the mast of the CyberChance before they crested the hill and inquired as to why Jack hadn't lit the anchor light. Jack turned with an open mouthed expression and exclaimed "You never cease to amaze me with your knowledge and insight. Where did you pick up that tidbit of knowledge? Anchor lights, indeed." Sue simply smiled raised her eyebrows and shrugged. "Must have been in one of those romance novels I read occasionally" she offered as a possible source of her nautical prowess. Jack assured her that despite the lack of sufficient, and proper lighting, the boat would be fine since it was tucked into the cove sufficiently and out of the navigation channels. Although it sounded like a marvelous and appealing suggestion, Sue was pleased to hear Jack say that there was not fair wind to take a midnight sail. While she enjoyed her sail with Jack, sailing was a busy sport and one needed to attend to lots of details while underway. These details prevented any body contact and gentle hugging that she knew she'd miss on their next voyage. She wanted the hugging and touching to continue uninterrupted, for at least a little bit longer. Her thirst for that recreation had not been quenched, at least not yet. Fantasy Cruise Part 8 They continued to walk hand in hand down the beach occasionally stopping to gaze at the few twinkling stars and glowing moon that peaked out above the last remains of the storm. It had calmed considerably since the downpour and the air had a sweet, clean fragrance. It was a delightful evening, everything seemed to be resting from the violence of just a few hours ago. Jack occasionally wrapped his arms around Sue and drew her to him, giving her a hug and slowly swayed, almost like a dance that moved to an unheard rhythm. They remained like that for a few minutes, Sue sensing a disturbance in Jack's mood. She asked if anything troubled him and he replied, after casually shrugging his shoulders and looking forlornly into her eyes. "Tomorrow, we both go back to our normal lives, and this wonderful, god-given time will end soon. I'm being a bit melancholy in not wanting this day to end." Sue reflected on his words and began to feel the same sense of foreboding. Neither wanted to end this dream-like escape, yet both understood the futility of their wish. Reality bites sometimes, it really bites. She looked up at him. "Here let me help you escape that dreadful mood" she said as she reached out and stroked the swelling in his pants. She used her nimble fingers to undo the top button and then unzip the remainder of his fly. Sue pulled down Jacks pants. She smiled further as his erect manhood found its way into her hand. It felt warm and it throbbed rhythmically as she stroked. Jack moved his hand up, and using his other hand grabbed the base of her T-Shirt to pull it off over her head. Then she was standing before Jack with her full breasts fully exposed and her nipples small, pert and erect. She could see his eyes fixated upon them and she felt a longing to be stroked and caressed - the kind of love she had been missing of late. Sure enough Jack reached out with both hands and firmly squeezed both breasts at once. Sue almost exploded as Jack released his grip and softly used his fingers to stroke round her areolas, flicking the erect nipples occasionally. A pressure was building up between her legs and she could feel the moisture gathering. She thrust out and almost tore off Jacks jeans, hoping that he would do the same. By now they were both sitting in the sand.She grasped Jacks male member firmly between her two hands and pulled back to reveal his large bell-end, glistening with pre-cum. The familiar sight and feel of it caused another irresistible urge in her crotch. Moaning she leant over and took the end of Jack fully in her mouth. Jack moaned and took one hand off her right breast and placed it on her head, gently pushing her further down his shaft, his other hand continuing with her left breast.She sucked and licked the large purple bell end whilst clasping the shaft with her hands and gently stroking it backwards and forwards. Jack ceased her attention to his member and with both of his hands he undid and slide off her jeans. Lying on his back, Jack directed Sue to straddle him in a classic 69 position. As she leaned over her vagina was exposed to the cool sea air. She had never felt this before and she liked it.Jack used the tip of his finger to trace round the perimeter of her swollen lips, movement easily thanks to the natural lubrication present. Sue gasped and with a rapid motion, re-engaged her mouth to Jack's hardened penis. She almost bit Jacks bell end as his finger flicked over here already erect clitoris. She could feel a pressure inside begin to build up. It was then that Jack flicked her clitoris again and then stroked downwards through the centre of her lips to her inviting wet vagina. He slowly inserted half his finger. She stopped sucking unable to move, paralysed by the pleasure coming from her sex. Jack slowly withdraw his finger, obviously teasing her. She couldn't take it any more and she arched her neck up and thrust down on Jacks finger, embedding it deep within her. She moaned with pleasure and her body began to quiver. Jack inserted another finger and started to gyrate the two, slowly, in a thrusting motion. She shut her eyes and became engrossed in enjoying the immense pleasure. She repositioned herself and straddled Jack's pelvic area. Using her hand she guided his shaft into her now drenched pussy, deep, filling her completely. Her entire body quivered with delight as she started to gyrate her hips in a circular motion. Jacks hands were busily playing with her full breast and nipples, tweaking gently. The pressure was building and building. Her pussy juices were flowing freely down her legs and over Jacks crotch. Jack was starting to thrust up into her, both their speeds increasing, and she knew that it would not be long now. Jack stroked down her breasts, his hands coming to rest on her buttocks. He parted them slightly and used his fore finger to stroke her anus gently, lubricated with her pussy juices. It felt good and Sue moaned in pleasure. "Oh God" she quivered. Jack smiled up at her and pressed a little deeper, his finger just stroking her rim as the couple thrust powerfully together, Sues rotating motion ensuring that Jack's huge penis pressed on her G-spot with each turn. She could feel Jack beginning to pulse inside of her, and she knew he was also on the brink of orgasm. The pressure inside her had built up to new extremes, she reached down behind her and cupped Jacks testicles with her hand and squeezed gently. She was now passed the point of no return and was trying to go as long as possible to enjoy the moment all the more when it came. Jack suddenly thrust his finger fully up her anus, Sue squealed with delight losing her concentration. That was it. Too far. She arched her back, closed her eyes and released the pressure. Waves of orgasm rippled throughout her body originating from her filled vagina. Uncontrolled she squeezed harder on Jacks testicles and felt her muscles clench his hard male member tight. Jack used his other hand to flick her clitoris and her orgasm intensified."Oh God!!" she squealed "Oh baby". It was then that Jack obvious released his pressure as she felt his penis throb against her clenched vaginal muscles. She could feel his love juices spurt out and fill her as he thrust even harder and faster, forcing his semen out and down their legs. His orgasm again increased her pleasure and she clenched tighter. Jack thrust again, and again, throbbing and spurting at the peak of each thrust, many thrusts before he stopped, and pulled Sue close to him and held her there. Sue relaxed and lay there for a few seconds basking in the post-orgasmic ecstasy, her mind hazy.They languished in their post coital embrace until the cooling sea breeze became too much for their naked bodies. After dressing and with a sudden dancing movement, Sue broke out of her fatigue and started to run back towards the cottage yelling over her shoulder, "Last one home is a rotten egg." She laughed and began pumping her arms to get her legs moving a little quicker in hopes of beating Jack at yet another contest. Her hopes were immediately dashed as she sensed rather than saw a much quicker runner jet past her left side. Jack turned around and continued to run backwards, easily matching Sue's pace. He was taunting and laughing and encouraging Sue on, his smile having returned and the sullen look of just a few moments ago were completely erased from his face. Sue enjoyed the taunting, particularly his smile, and with as much determination as she could harness, continued her sprint across the sands. Their return to the cottage was loud and boisterous, with both laughing, panting and bending over to suck in as much oxygen as they could inhale to quell the after effects of their brief marathon. Both fell to the stairs to slowly recover. They smiled, chuckled and stole fleeting looks at each other as their normal breathing returned, silence replacing words that they both were unwilling or unable to use. Once fully recovered, Jack turned to Sue, gazed into her lovely green eyes, surrounded her petite face with his hands and bent to give her a long, soft, loving kiss. After a long and comforting hug, Jack suggested they retreat inside and check on the fire and get out of the chilling night air. Sue guided him through the door and gently pinched his rear end and said "For an old guy, you can still move pretty good." To which, Jack simply chuckled and shook his head in obvious delight at Sue's witty and ribald humor. Having fed the hungry fire, switched off all the lights, checked and latched all doors and windows, Jack returned to the sofa and magically transformed it into a full double-sized bed. Sue lit a few candles and suggested that he take the side furthest from the fire. Sue was aware how cold it gets in this part of the country and needed whatever source of heat was available. She mused that a fire on one side and Jack on the other should provide her with the required warmth. While Jack spread out and arranged the pillows and quilt, Sue quietly slipped out of her clothes and jumped into her reserved space. Jack attended to a few more details before joining Sue in the fireside bedroom. He moved and adjusted the candles to provide maximum light, he replaced the CD with a selection of soft, quiet hits from the 70's-80's, and he pushed the burning embers back into the fire chamber to ensure that nothing could "pop" out of the roaring fire. He was being prudent and taking his responsibility for the safety and care of the cottage seriously. Sue admired that trait in Jack and quietly watched him busy himself with his "close-up" chores. With the cottage securely "battened down", Jack slowly stepped out of his clothes not in a seductive way but in a masculine, direct way that sent chills of anticipation through Sue's body. She mused how casual and familiar they both had become in such a short time. She thought briefly that perhaps this familiarity with each other was based on a "previous life" experience....a theory she had discussed several times with her girl friends. One friend, in particular, Brenda, was convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt that since reincarnation had been proven, there was a strong likelihood that you could fall in love with the same "person" in different lifetimes. To Brenda it made perfect sense.....to Sue and many of her friends, the idea seemed a little too far fetched. But this "familiarity" factor between Sue and Jack continued to intrigue her. Jack rolled into his side of their little makeshift love nest and immediately scrunched his body up against Sue, enveloping her in a warm embrace. Their breath mingling, Sue rolled over onto her side to provide Jack a better posture for spooning, a comforting position that Sue filed into her memory bank. She had intended to use every experience of the last day for recall during those inevitable stressful periods that sometimes brought frowns and consternation to her usually cheerful demeanor. Sue, nestled close to Jack, ran through her recent experiences and did a quick inventory to determine if all those things that she had anticipated, in fact, had occurred during their brief tryst. It was vital to ensure that while she had Jack so close to her that they engage in activities that she had so often fantasized. She immediately recalled one striking and sweet fantasy and she smiled coyly to herself as she rehearsed, in her minds eye, the course of the next couple of hours. Her resolve strengthening with each soft, probing caress of Jack's strong and tantalizing hands. She hoped he would not be offended as she was formulating a surprise that even a man of Jack's demeanor might find a little too bold. She shook off her trepidation and continued her careful, virtual rehearsal. Part 9 During her earlier wanderings through the cottage while Jack was napping, Sue had discovered several silk ties that hung in the closet. Using the excuse of "bathroom break", Sue quietly retrieved four of the ties and hung them around her neck. She proceeded to the bathroom to rehearse her intent and, more importantly, convince her image in the mirror that there may not be any more chances for her to fulfill this nagging fantasy. Armed with a new, more confident resolve, she returned to the bed and quickly stripped the covers off of Jack and straddled his hips as he burst forth a loud response to her invading movements. She quickly grabbed hold of his hands and pinned them down with all her weight and attempted to quiet his not so angry rebellion. She whispered, "Now, Jack, behave yourself and let me do something that I've been thinking about for a long time. Please humor me and allow me some freedom." To which Jack responded with a grin and quieted his feeble attempt to escape her pinning grasp. Caution and a little fear was evident in his eyes as he surrendered and allowed Sue to proceed with her rehearsed assault. She meticulously tied one end of a tie to Jack's right wrist being careful not to cut off his circulation but, at the same time, ensuring his inability to slip out of the knot. While Jack uttered a few omigods, Sue stretched his arm up and out and attached the other end of the tie to the beds corner leg. She repeated this maneuver on Jack's left arm and briefly kissed his lips and posed in a sheepish and forgiving manner, hoping to stop Jack's obvious discomfort. Jack smiled and seemed to resign to Sue's bold game. However, he hadn't seen the other two ties that Sue used to tie his lags in a similar manner to the foot of the bed, leaving Jack in a spread-eagled and extremely vulnerable position. Sue re-checked all the knots and gazed upon her lover's arching body, genuinely pleased with the result of her brazen behavior. Jack, realized the futility of his attempts at escape and quieted his movements and cast an inquisitive look on Sue's smiling face. He was astonished at how this woman never ceased to amaze him and begged for leniency and a little hint as to her intentions. He meekly inquired if she intended to use other tools during this fantasy-turned-reality play acting. He was relieved to see that her hands were empty as she raised them and said, "Nope, all the tools we need from now on, we were born with." Sue seductively crawled to the bottom of the bed and lightly touched Jack's foot. She intended to make this Journey slow, gentle and with as much loving care as she could muster. Jack groaned and scrunched his eyes as he realized the agony that he may have to endure as this lovely lady began her sweet torture. Having completed "one leg" of her Journey, she brought herself up to Jack's face and inquired as to his condition. Jack simply smiled and said "I'm OK, as long as I get a chance to inflict the same type of pleasure". Pleased with her progress so far, and having completed "one leg" of her Journey, Sue continued tracing her tongue and soft lips down Jack's other twisting leg being careful to avoid the bobbing object that divided Jack's muscular thighs. She carefully and lightly traced her manicured fingers across his twitching thighs and methodically covered his leg with soft caresses. She noticed his general ticklishness but was careful not to cause her Captain undue anxiety. She strengthened her touch and rubbed out sensations that seemed to cause Jack to cry out in growing pain. She wanted this to be pleasurable but she had discovered a long time ago that exquisite pleasure sometimes borders on the doorstep of pain. Her body heat grew as she licked and tasted Jack's salty skin. Having completed the hors d'ourves portion, Sue believed her feast was off to a resounding success and without hesitation, proceeded to the next course. Lying to Jack's side, Sue continued her delicious feast and softly licked and stroked Jack's quivering body. She didn't concentrate on any particular spot but rather spread her touches all over his exquisite body. She rubbed her legs against his inner thighs, gently kissed his necks, ran her hands through his finely matted chest, and blew warming air into his ears. For what seemed to be a brief period of time, Sue realized that her migration across his body had lasted longer than she thought, as she sensed Jack's building anxiety and throbbing body. She gently rose up and straddled his thighs and leaning forward to kiss his lips, slowly moved her pelvic area to meet his erection. Jack pulled against his restraints in a feeble attempt to win back control over this encounter and quickly realized that he was subjected to Sue's movement and her desires. So he suggested, "Please sit on my face." The request stunned Sue momentarily since no man had ever asked her to do that. She smiled and with a deliberate and skillful movement, placed her vagina just above Jack's mouth. Jack asked her to to wait momentarily and to retrieve a package of menthol eucalyptus mints from his pants pocket. She complied, not sure why he made that request but since she had him in a vulnerable position, she entertained his request. Slowly and methodically she re-positioned herself above Jack's lips. Jack immediately traced his tongue and lips across the soft, warm flesh of Sue's thighs and strained to reach her love area. Sue, not quite through her torture fantasy, kept this part just out of his reach. Jack continued his slow assault on her upper legs. Sue moved expertly to guide his tongue and kisses to the areas that had been avoided earlier and took in the full pleasure of Jack's mouth. Building to a growing passion, Sue slowly and gently lowered her slit onto Jack's waiting mouth. His kisses and licks were soft and warm with just the right amount of pressure. She sensed the cooling and tingling of the mint and the sensation sent new vibrations through her body. Jack did this so well and seemed to understand what turned her on that she lowered herself closer and let Jack control his own wanderings. Jack slowly traced his tongue across the tops of Sue's lips and gently nipped and pulled on her pubic hair. The sensation sent tingles through Sue's quivering body and she wondered who now was actually being torture. Jack's progress was slow like a dance and he seemed to respond to Sue's building passion. Although he had not directly touched her clit, he had expertly traced around the area, worrying it to an almost agonizing state. Sue so enjoyed his slow, deliberate technique. This would become one of her most cherished memories. Jack, sensing the onrush of Sue's passion, lightly flicked the top of her clit sending electricity through her body. It jolted and stiffened every body part and coursed through her entire being. Her brain was numb and she sensed that rolling ocean once more. Jack quickened his tongue and she matched his increasing rate with a wild gyration of the hips and screamed as a crashing orgasm overcame her entire body. She continued her movement as each body rocking pulsation pounded through her frame. Her spasms continued long after Sue had fallen forward and she reached out balance her body on his lovely and pleasurable perch. She regained her breath and slowly slid down off of Jack's face and simply collapsed into his warm and captured body. She wondered what he might have been able to do to her if he had the option of using his hands. She shook off the thought realizing that his bound body had a lot more to do with her pleasure than Jack's technique. She loved Jack and giggled softly as she thought of ways to delay and maybe postpone his release. "Maybe next week I'll let you get up" she said with a mischievous grin and a soft stroking of Jack's firm penis. To which Jack replied, "As you can tell, I'm already up and waiting". Sue's quick response was "Well, you're the torturee, so relax....you're time to come is not quite here." Sue went to the mantle and retrieved a feather she had seen earlier in her wanderings. She slowly and seductively approached Jack and repeated, "Jack, oh Jack?"; broadcasting her intentions by slowly running her hands along the feather. Jack quickly realized her next game and dreading the torture vehemently rebelled and repeated the fact that she had said there were no more tools, just those we were born with. To which Sue coyly replied, "this feather is for you to use as you wish." Relieved and broadly smiling, Jack escaped from his prison and deftly tied Sue in a similar position. He had frequently brought women to an orgasm with just his fingertips and he was determined to add "a feather" to his list of delights.