0 comments/ 103785 views/ 2 favorites Babs Ch. 1 By: Steve9502 Her name was Barbara, but we always called her "Babs". I'm not sure who came up with that name, but it was one of those rare nicknames that immediately stuck. As a matter of fact, I even heard another teacher call her that one day, and got a big grin out of it. It seemed we had named a teacher!! Babs was our chorus teacher. My first year of high school (it was waaaaaay back in 1973) was her first year of teaching, so she was only about 8 years older than me. She was one of those rare teachers that has the innate ability to make a student want to do his best. It was truly a gift. Most teachers haven't a clue how to keep their students awake, much less motivate them, but she really brought the best out of us. I know that music isn't exactly Quantum Mechanics in the hierarchy of academics, but she took a bunch of horny, pimply-faced, high school students and made us sing like a choir of angels. She was just that good. And oh, what a voice she had. Boy, could that woman sing!! She had the most beautiful contralto that God ever put upon the earth. The Carpenters were very popular back then, and occasionally I would walk into class and she'd be singing on of their songs, and I would just about die. To this day, if I hear one of the Carpenter's songs on the radio, I still get a boner!!! The fact that she was drop-dead, trip over your tongue while it drools, slice-your-dick-off-with-a-dull-dime-just-to-stand-next-to-her gorgeous, was merely a bonus, we'd have loved her if she looked like Quasimoto. (Of course, that would have also made this story a lot less interesting, but I digress. ) I think the thing I remember most about her was her hair. Flame red, incredibly thick, and fell down her back in soft curls when she had it down. At school, it was always put up in a bun, but on the odd occasion that I got to see it... Wow. She was nicely constructed too. She was of medium height, maybe 5' 7", with a slender build, and that peaches and cream complexion that only natural red heads are blessed with. Of all of her endearing physical qualities, my personal favorite was her always more-or-less erect, and apparently very long, nipples. (This is of course, of great importance to any teen-age boy!!) You could see those bad boys through a bra, a sweat-shirt, and a flak jacket if she had worn one!! We always referred to them as "Babs' Hi-Beams", and oh, how we all loved them. We used to hang around at Babs' house sometimes. One day we called her up early on a Saturday, and asked her to go to a local amusement park with us. She whined about us calling her so early, crawled out of bed, threw on some jeans, and went with us! That's just the kind of person she was. She just had a way of making you feel comfortable around her. We'd drop by her house unannounced, and she never minded. Her husband was a pretty good guy too, and never minded a bunch of knuckleheads hanging around. She knew our troubles, our dreams and our hopes. At school though, she was very much in charge, and she knew when a good, swift kick in the butt was called for, but she also knew when a gentle word of encouragement would do the trick too. Well, the four years of high school went by pretty quickly as they always do. (For one of my friends, it was MORE than 4 years!! The two hardest years of Mike's life was 11th grade!!) I went off to college on an NROTC scholarship, and all of the gang that hung around together went their separate ways, as people do. I made it a point though, to never lose touch with Babs. Whenever I was home from college, I would at least give her a phone call, and once in a while, we'd go out to lunch. Fast forward to 1985. I managed to graduate from college, and by this time was a hard charging, ready to take on the world, U. S. Navy Lieutenant. I had been through flight school and was a Radar Intercept Officer. (Remember "Goose" in "Top Gun"? I had his job, and it was a blast!) Also by this time, I had ended a rather painful, but blessedly brief marriage. I had done lot of growing done over those few years, and even better, lived to tell the tale!! One fine spring day, I found myself back in my hometown. I was working briefly with the local Navy recruiter, and managed an afternoon off. By this time, I hadn't talked to Babs in a couple of years, and I was determined not to lose touch with her. So, I went over to the high school just as the school day was ending, and walked into the chorus hall. There she was, and she looked great. I swear, she hadn't aged a day in the 12 years that I had known her. I slowly opened the door, and when she heard it creak, she looked up from her desk. A big smile went across her face, and she immediately started busting my balls!! "I really must speak to those security guards about keeping the riff-raff out!!!" she said as she got up from her desk and ran over to give me a hug. "Riff-raff"? Is that how you speak to one of the defenders of your country??" I replied , and we both laughed. She looked down up and down at my uniform. "Jeez, Steve, look at you. All dressed up like an Ice-cream man!! (I was wearing my Whites. ) And where did you get those Gold Wings? The claw machine at the county fair"!!?? We were both laughing. "Such a wise guy, you are. It's a miracle I learned anything in your classes!!!" "Well, as I recall from your grades, you didn't learn very much!" "Jeez, Babs, I said. If you're done busting my butt, let me take you to a late lunch... and then I looked at my watch... or an early dinner!!" "I'd love it, she said. Let me drop off this stuff at the office, and then go home and change. How about I meet you somewhere??" "Sounds like a plan", I said, and suggested a nice Italian restaurant we both knew. "Let me go home and get out of my Ice cream outfit too," I said. "Wouldn't want to spill spaghetti sauce on it, eh?" She replied. "Hey, Darrell is welcome to come along as well," I said, meaning her husband. It was at that moment her face fell. "Well, she said, Darrell and I are in the middle of a divorce. I don't think it would be such a good idea for him to come along". "Oh my God, Babs, I said. I had no idea. I'm so sorry. " "Shit happens" she said, and had a look on her face, such as I had never seen before. And hope never to see again. "Ok, I said. I'll see you in a couple of hours. " "I can't wait," she said. At eight o'clock sharp she walked in to the restaurant. God, she was beautiful. She was wearing a soft emerald colored dress that accentuated her luminescent green eyes. There was the same beautiful hair, flowing down her back. Every head in the room turned when she walked in, she was absolutely radiant. I was in the bar, waiting for our table. She saw me and smiled, and then walked over, hugged me again, and sat down. I ordered her a glass of wine, and we started making small talk. I wasn't sure if she wanted to talk about what had happened between her and her husband, so we both talked about everything else. Finally I said, "Babs, I'm so sorry about what happened between you and Darrell. " "Yeah, me too. She said. I really thought he was the one". "So did I, I said. Look, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but maybe it'll help to get it out. " "That's what I keep telling myself, but saying it out loud seems to hurt too much. " "I know it does, Babs, but you gotta vent, you know? Keeping that stuff in is not good for you. It'll eat you up." She took a deep breath. "There's not much to tell, I guess. About 7 years ago, he came down with Diabetes. They've got it under control with medication," she said. "But unfortunately, one of the side effects of the medicine is impotence in some men. " "Ouch!" I said, as I involuntarily crossed my legs. "That has got to suck!" " Steve, she said, when the minister said for better or worse, I understood, and I would never leave Darrell just because he can't get an erection. We've been to the doctors, and there is nothing they can do for him with regard to that. But, when he found he was impotent, he completely cut me off emotionally, as well as physically. He moved to the other bedroom, and he never touches me. I'm not even talking about sexually. He never hugs me, or holds my hand, or even kisses me. He hasn't told me he loves me in years. He says he doesn't want to start something he can't finish. Her voice started to break.... I can live without... intercourse", she said, turning her eyes away for just a moment, " and there are certainly other things that we could do, but I just can't live with him without any emotional love either. " "Wow! I said, completely stunned. I had no idea! How long has this been going on"? She took another deep breath... "5 years. " I just sat there for a moment. I had absolutely no clue what I could do or say, to make the hurt go away from this wonderful woman. In the long term, she would have to work things out on her own, I guessed, but on the short term, I could see that she had a wonderful evening. I made it my mission, right then and there. She had given me so much, that if I couldn't help her in any other way, I could see that she had a good time, for this evening, if nothing else. And so we did. The restaurant was splendid, and we ate entirely too much, and drank too much wine. There was a club right next door that had a great little jazz band. "Say, Babs, I said. Let's go next door and listen to some jazz. You don't have to go to school tomorrow, so you can stay out past 9 o'clock, can't you?" I teased. She just laughed. "Yep, my mom and dad said I could stay out as late as I want!!!" "Well, they know they can trust me, right?" I said, laughing. "I hope they can't trust you too much", she said, and gave me a look that sent my heart into flip-flops! Could it be? Was this possible? My mind was racing as we walked over to the club, and asked for a table. I slipped the maitre d' a twenty spot, and got a booth not too far from the dance floor. We sat down, and ordered some more wine. After a moment, she excused herself. Much to my happy surprise, when she came back, she sat down next to me, instead of across. "Hey Sailor, she said. Are you going to ask me to dance, or are you going to make a girl sit here all night??" "I'll do my best, I replied, but I was definitely absent the day they taught graceful!!!!" She laughed, and we started dancing. I'm not a great dancer. Actually, that's not true. I absolutely SUCK as a dancer, but she made it seem so easy for me. I then found out that she had majored in music in college and minored in dance. We laughed a lot, and talked about everything in the world. I made her laugh a lot, and it made me feel happy to see her smile. Not nearly enough smiles in her life, I thought. She asked my what my Navy "call sign" was. "Scooter", I replied, explaining to her that your squadron mates bestow a call sign upon you based on some physical characteristic, or some personality quirk that you exhibit. "Why do they call you Scooter?" she asked. "Because I'm always trying to do everything fast", I said. And the guys all kid me about it. " "Well, she said, as the music segued into a slow song, I hope you don't try to do EVERYTHING fast". And she looked up at me and smiled. Now, I'm probably not the sharpest tool in the shed, but by now I was getting some pretty strong signals that her interest in me was more than just as friends. Not that I didn't think that was a seriously fine idea, (I am a man after all!!!) but I realized that she was going through a pretty bad time emotionally, and I didn't want to take advantage of the situation just so I could get laid. Well, I did, mind you, I said, laughing, hoping to break the tension of the moment, but a few!" "Steve, Darrell and I are separated. As a matter of fact, He is in the process of moving out of the house even as we speak. I did my absolute level best to try and keep things together, but I couldn't do it alone. I have made my peace with all of that, and I think you should too. So, shut up and enjoy, you big idiot." So I shut up and enjoyed. We finally went and sat down in our booth. After a moment, I leaned over and kissed her, and she kissed me back. It was absolute magic. Our lips parted and we kissed some more. Long, and hard and deep. When we finally came up for air, I said, "Oh.... My...... God". "What? She said. What's the matter?" "Not a thing, I said, but it just occurred to me that I may be about to realize a boy-hood dream, and I wanted to stop and savor the moment is all." She started laughing and said, "I always knew you had a crush on me". "I'm sure that was news..... me and all the rest of the boys in the school by the way". "Well, did you think it would ever turned out this way?" And with that, she looked me in the eye, gently took my hand and moving ever so cautiously under the table, moved it up the inside of her leg, and into her dripping wet pussy. I now knew why she had gone to the ladies room earlier, her panties were missing! I thought I was going to die from sheer happiness at that point. I slowly inserted my finger and started gently rubbing her clit with my thumb. Almost instantly, her face flushed. Then, she looked at me and smiled. When I managed to regain my composure, I answered her question. "Never in my wildest dreams". "What do you say to us getting out of here"? I asked. "Deal". Well, by now, I realized I was in a predicament. Her soon-to-be-ex-husband was at her house, and I had already checked out of my hotel, and had to be on a plane for Key West (my duty station) in about 3 hours. It had been many years since I spent an evening in a car with a woman, but we were out of ideas and altitude. We got in the car and as soon as I closed the door, she attacked me. Fortunately, we were in a secluded area of the parking garage. I have never seen a woman in that sort of a sexual frenzy, before or since. We started kissing again, hard and fast. Out tongues were dueling in each other's mouths. I ran my hand up her dress again, and inserted two fingers in her dripping pussy. She started moaning, and kissing me harder. Her hands began rubbing the huge lump in my pants. One of my hands started rubbing her breasts and gently pinching those incredible nipples, the other was up her dress, and deep in her pussy. I started to move my fingers in and out, rubbing her clit, and just generally doing my best to turn her on. After just a few moments, she started to breathe harder and faster. As she did, I started to concentrate on rubbing her clitoris, and she broke her kiss long enough to hug me ferociously, and breathe in my ear, "Oh God... please don't stop. Make me cum.... I need to cum so bad.... Oh God.... here it cums... Oh god.... Oh.. Yes... GOD!!!! After a minute, her breathing returned to normal. "Oh my God, she said, as her breathing returned to normal. I came so fast. Oh God." Then she looked over and saw the tent pole in my pants, and said "Well, that was a pretty nice appetizer, but we are definitely not through yet. I need your cock in me, and I don't care about anything else right now." To hear those words from a woman that I had wanted for 12 years were almost more than I could bear. In a moment, she had unzipped my fly, and had taken my pants down to my knees. She looked me in the eye, and while fondling my cock said, "I always loved to suck a cock. I'm going to have yours in my mouth. I'm going to give you the most incredible blow job you've ever had. " "Wow, Babs, I said. You are rather direct, aren't you?" "When it involves fucking I am, she said. Does that bother you? "Oh God, no. I said. I think it's wonderful." I've never met a woman who was so direct in what she wanted from a man!! I think that's the sexiest thing about a woman. Well, she said, "If you like that, we're going to get along great! Because here comes some more direct talk..... I'm going to suck your cock until you come in my mouth". And with that, she took me into her mouth. She undid my trousers, and reached in and took my hard penis out of my underwear. And then she proceeded to give me the blow-job of a lifetime. Working all up and down my hard tool, she sent me to a place I had never been before. As worked up as I was from the "preliminaries", it didn't take me very long to feel the orgasm building up from deep in my balls. "Oh God... Babs.... I'm gonna cum... Oh.. God... here it cums..." She just looked up at me and smiled... (or at least as much as one can smile with a cock in their mouth. ) and then reached up and began to gently squeeze my balls. And I came buckets. I have never ejaculated that much in my life and she took every drop. After a minute or two, she sort of looked up me and smiled, and then she started sucking me hard again. It didn't take long, because I was more turned on than I have ever been in my entire life!! After she got me hard again, she hiked her dress up, and I had my first view of the most beautiful, neatly trimmed red haired pussy I have ever seen in my life. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She looked me right in the eye and said, " I need you to fuck me Steve, I need a hard cock in me. I haven't had one in 5 years, and I need it right now. " In a flash I was over onto her side of the seat, and in another moment, I pushed my dick up inside her soaking wet pussy as far as I could. Immediately, she wrapped her legs around my waist and started to fuck me back. Her bare feet went up on the windshield, and I was fucking her for all I was worth. Honestly, it only took a few seconds and she started to cum. Oh God.... Steve... harder... harder... fuck me so hard... I need it.. I looked down and saw that she was rubbing her clit with her hand as I fucked her, and it turned me on even more. I was so aroused that I couldn't believe it. And then as she was fucking me, she looked at me and said, Oh God... I'm cumming... Oh yes.. harder... Oh Steve... I want see you to cum with me... please.. cum with me.. now.. oh God... now.... NOW!!! And we came together. It was the most glorious orgasm of my life, and I'll never forget that moment. As we came down together, I realized that the time was slipping away from me. It was sort of an unwritten rule in the Navy that if you were out somewhere and having a really good time, it must be almost time to leave. And so it happened to me. I had less than an hour to get to the airport and on to the plane. We put ourselves back together, and she went with me to the airport. As I went to board the plane, I turned for one last kiss, and said, "When are you going to come down and see me in the Keys? I have a nice little sailboat, and you look like you could use some time off!!" She said, 'You know, you're fairly sharp for a Navy fly-boy. I believe I could use a little vacation, and we have spring break coming up in about a month. Maybe we could arrange a little get-together?" "I believe we can make that happen." And so we did. But I'll leave that for the next story... Babs Ch. 2 Needless to say, the plane trip back to Key West was just about the longest of my life. I couldn't believe what had happened in the last 12 hours. It was quite simply, a boyhood dream come true. The short time that we had spent in the car was the most intense sexual experience of my life, and my thoughts were filled with Babs. There was a downside, however. I was worried that starting a relationship with her may not be the right thing to do. (I do tend to be somewhat of a "worry wart") After all, I lived a long distance away, and she was just finishing a nasty divorce. Was I taking advantage of her? Maybe she was just looking for some fun after a 5 year "dry spell"? Could it be more serious than that? Was this a good idea? Jeez, I thought to myself, you sound like an old woman worrying. Just take it one day at a time, and go with the flow. I called Babs when I returned home, and she sounded happier than I had heard her in a long time. We arranged for her to come and spend a week down in Key West when the school went on spring break, in about a month. To say that we were both looking forward to it is a serious understatement. The bad news was, I had to deploy to an aircraft carrier the next day, and wouldn't be back for about two weeks. Neither of us was happy about the prospect, but such is the life of a sailor. I knew it was going to be a loooong two weeks...and it was. Two weeks later, as I walked in the door of my condo, the phone was ringing. I had literally just climbed out of the aircraft, finished some paperwork involving my jet, and driven home. I was still wearing my dark green flight suit, (we called it our "green bag") and it was dirty and smelly from sweat. I dropped my luggage on the floor, and picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Hi Sailor!! How was the boat..or ship...or whatever you call it?" " Whaddya say, Gorgeous!! Same old same old. Got done what we needed to do. What's new with you?" "Well, the house is pretty quiet. Darrell moved out last week. You know, it's funny. Lately, we never talked, but at least there was another presence in the house. But now..." Her voice sort of trailed off. "I understand. I said. Pretty tough to be by yourself after years with someone else I suppose." "That's for sure. But you know what? Honest to God, I feel better already. It's time to move on with my life, and I have you to thank for blowing me out of the depression of the last few months." "Well, I'm not sure I did anything therapeutic, but whatever it was, I can assure you, it was ENTIRELY my pleasure!!" We were both laughing. "Mine too. Oh boy, was it mine too!! But I am pissed off at you for one thing," she said. "What's that?" I replied. I could tell she wasn't really pissed. "Well, ever since Darrell and I started having troubles, I've spent most of my time suppressing my sexual urges. I figured if I didn't think about them, they would just go away. And while I was with him, that more or less seemed to work. But now, ever since we..." I heard her voice become lower, and softer... ... "Fucked each other in the car, I can't seem to stop thinking about you. I'm horny all the time now, and it's your damn fault!!" We both started laughing!! "You have a fat lot of nerve complaining about that, I said, still laughing. " I had to take the thoughts of what we did out to an aircraft carrier with 5000 other men!! And trust me, there isn't an awful lot to do out there to relieve the tension!!" After a second's pause, she made kind of a "mmm.." sound. And then her voice got quiet again. "Do you masturbate while you're out there?" "Geez, Babs! Why don't you stop beating around the bush and ask a direct question!!" I was a little embarrassed, but was becoming aroused. "C'mon, Fly-Boy, you can tell me!!" "Well...of course. But it's definitely not the sort of activity that you go around advertising, lest you find yourself with a different, less charitable "call sign"" I said, remembering the poor young man in the squadron who had been discovered masturbating, and his call sign was now "Spanky", since he had been "Spanking the Monkey". Her voice got lower, and definitely sexier. "Mmm... what do you think about when you do it?" By this point in the conversation I was way past embarrassed, and 5 points to the right of mortified!! "Geez, Babs!! If I tell you, I'll have no secrets at all!! "Big Wussy! Want to know what I'm doing right now?' "Is this a question to which I really want an answer?" We were both laughing. This was definitely uncharted territory for me, but I was beginning to think I could learn to like it. The size of the hard-on I had led me to think so anyway. "Ok, I'll bite...tell me." "I'm laying in bed, with only a silk camisole on" "Oh my God... I know you're absolutely gorgeous in it". "Oh Steve...you make me feel so good again. It's like a part of me had died, and you're bringing it back to life." " I can't believe this is happening to me. It's something I've thought about since I was 14 years old, and now it's coming true." "Oh God. I wish you were here right now. I'd fuck you so hard, you couldn't believe it." "Oh...that would be wonderful." "Steve... I want you to cum with me...right now...over the phone." By now I had surrendered myself to the feelings that were washing over me. "Babs, I'm so hard for you right now..." "Oh yes...my love...I want you to fuck me. My fingers are in my pussy...rubbing my clit..." "Are your nipples hard?" "Oh yes...and they want your lips on them...Steve...suck them for me? Please?" "Oh Babs...I want you...please... oh God"...By now her breath was coming in gasps, and she was making little whimpering sounds. We were both masturbating furiously, completely lost in the moment. It was wonderful. "Steve...oh Steve... Fuck me please... fuck me hard... make me cum..." "I'm on top of you Babs...and I'm fucking you so hard..." "Yes...oh yes... put your cock in me...harder." "It feels so good... oh yes...oh Babs." "Oh Steve...I'm cumming...pinch my nipples while I cum...Oh God yes..." " Oh Babs... I'm cumming too...I'm cumming. Oh God!!" And we came together. Again. Like we had been lovers for years, not just together for one brief period. It was marvelous. After a moment or two, we came back to earth. We just lay there, basking in the glow of the moment, albeit from long distance. She spoke first: "Oh my God...I'm dripping wet!!" "What are you complaining about? I just jizzed all over a perfectly good flight suit!! I may have to wash this thing, and it wasn't due for an oil change until next June!! What will the other aviators think of me wearing a clean flight suit? Besides, now I have a hand full of...Yuck!! And women swallow this stuff??!? " We both started laughing again. "Oh Steve, that was wonderful... I can't believe we actually did that. God, I hope no one is tapping your phone!!" "If they are, just look for the phone company employee with a boner!!" "That really was something else... but I'll tell you what, mister. You just wait until I come down there. I'm going to turn you every which way but loose!!" "Hmm... sounds like a threat!!" "It's a promise". The two weeks before her arrival passed incredibly slowly. Every day was at least 3 days long. I wanted to make sure no work interfered with our plans, so I arranged to take a week's leave from the squadron. All the other guys knew I had something going on, but I wasn't about to let that bunch of boneheads in on my plans. Not being stupid, they quickly figured out there was a woman involved, and immediately started busting my balls. "Hey Scooter!! When's the babe getting here?" "Geez, T.Q., didn't I tell you?" "No." "Then it must not be any of your freakin' business, huh??!?!?" It was about then that my pilot chimed in: "C'mon Scoots, give us the gouge. We just want to have a look!!" "Fast Eddie, if you think I'm going to let any of you clowns within 10 nautical miles of her, you'd better go see the 3 Chance Brothers. You know them don't you? Slim Chance, No Chance and Fat Fucking Chance!!" "C'mon, just one look!! "No!" "I'll bet she's a bow-wow!!" "Go ahead and bet. You'll lose! Besides, you're a fine one to talk about "Bow-wows"!! Your last girlfriend told me that compared to you, she'd seen better looking heads on beer!!" They were a great bunch of guys, despite all the adolescent bullshitting, and I trusted them with my life. But the last thing Babs and I needed was a bunch of loudmouth aviators hanging around. When they threatened to stake out my condo to get a look at her, I figured I'd better come up with a plan to keep them at bay. Meanwhile, Babs and I kept ourselves sane by talking every day, sometimes for hours. AT&T was going to love me come bill-paying time! We talked about everything in the world...and each other. I'll bet Alexander Graham Bell never had in mind what Babs and I used his invention for!! We had phone sex almost every day. It was like we couldn't get enough of each other. It was almost an obsession...and we loved it. Finally, the big day arrived. She got off the plane at Key West International Airport. (It's about the size of a 7-11, but since they used to fly to Cuba, it's an "International" airport.) She got off the plane, wearing a yellow sundress, and she looked fabulous. Babs' famous "high beams" were readily apparent. I sighed in contentment as I saw her. She ran off the tarmac and into the terminal where I was waiting for her. She about strangled me with a ferocious hug. We were both in heaven. She got her breath back first: "Hey Sailor!! Long time no see!" "What's happening, Teach? How was the trip?" "Long. I never knew it could take three days to fly a thousand miles!! I didn't think they were ever going to put that damn plane on the ground. I wanted to scream at the pilot...Fly Faster!!" We walked arm in arm in to get her luggage. She only had one bag. Very un-woman like, I thought to travel so light, so I asked her about it. "Only one bag?" "Uh-huh. I like to travel light. Besides, I don't think I'm going to be needing a lot of clothes over the next week." And with that, she gave me smile that could win a war. I always thought you can say a lot with a smile, and she just said a bunch. We got in my car, and left the parking lot. She slid over close to me and said: "So, how far is your condo?" "Doesn't matter...we're not going there." "Really? Where are we going then?" "It's a surprise." "Oooh! I love surprises! I have one for you too." "You do?" "Yep. Want to see it?" "Sure!" And with that, she slowly, ever so slowly, began to pull her dress up her legs. It was all I could do to keep the car on the road. She raised her dress up to her waist, and revealed an absolutely beautiful clean-shaven pussy. With just the smallest bit of beautiful red hair was at the top, it looked like a small flower. It was about then that I almost ran the car off into the mangroves. "Oops! Sorry. Guess I should watch where I'm going!" "So, you like?" "Oh yes." "You flew all the way here without any panties on? Must have been a bit drafty!" "Nah, took them off in the bathroom on the plane just before we landed." "I think this is going to be one hellluva week." I said. She reached down, and gently ran one long finger between the lips of her pussy. It came away soaking wet. The she ran her finger around her lips of her mouth, and then ran her tongue up and down its length. And then she smiled at me and said: " I guarantee it." She had gotten an early flight from home, so we pulled into the parking lot of the marina just after 9 a.m. I stopped the car in front of our home for the week. It was a 29-foot J-Boat christened "Bandwagon". She jumped out of the car, and ran the length of the pier. "It's beautiful!! Is it yours?" "Mine and the bank's...but they don't use it much!" "I love sailing!! How did you know?" "Lucky guess." After getting all the gear stowed away, we cast off from the dock about 9:30 a.m. We had a good breeze from the south, and soon we were on a beam reach, meaning we were sailing perpendicular to the wind. Sailboats typically make their best speed this way. We were nicely making way, a steady 7-8 knots. It was a splendid, typically beautiful Florida Keys day. She went below and poured us a couple of glasses of wine. She also changed into a lovely blue bikini. It was actually the first time I had a chance to look at her body, and it was superb. She was definitely a mature woman now, not the young college girl that I met so many years ago, but if anything, she just looked better. When she came up from below, she handed me a glass and said: "You are so lucky, getting to do this all the time. I'm so jealous." "I don't get to spend as much time out here as I'd like, but it's definitely quality time. Especially when you're here." She snuggled up against me, kissed me gently on the lips and said, "Try not to run off the road this time, ok?" I just smiled. It was the start of a very good day. "By the way, she asked finally, not that it really matters to me, but where the hell are we going? Planning to kidnap me and take me away to some deserted island? Isn't that the Professor and Mary-Ann over there?" she said, pointing at an island in the distance. I softly sang, "...a 3 hour tour...!!" we were both laughing. "We are on out way to a group of islands called the "Dry Tortugas". They're about 60 miles west of here, and it's a great place to boat-camp for a few days. We can swim, and snorkel, and just generally relax. You'll love it." "Sounds great! How long until we get there?" "If the winds keep steady, we'll be there late this afternoon. I know a great place to anchor, and we'll see if we can't catch some snapper for dinner. How does that sound?" "Heavenly". By now we were getting away from the island, and occasionally we would pass a boat headed back to Key West. The second boat that passed had several people on it, all nude. That definitely caught Babs' eye. "Say, she said, that looks like a pretty good idea!! Is it legal?" "Probably not, but as long as you are away from the island, the Marine Patrol has better stuff to do rather than enforce nudity laws. If they spent all their time trying to get people to put their clothes on around here, it would be a full time job." "Well, I'd love to get a decent tan while I'm here, and I guess now is as good a time as any to get started." And with that, she stood up and removed her bikini top, and dropped it to the deck. Her breasts were beautiful. Not too large, but perfectly shaped, and the nipples...oh, such wonderful nipples she had. They stood out from the areolas of her breasts and were perfectly shaped. They were the kind of nipples that just begged to be sucked. She saw me looking at them and said, "Do you like my breasts? They're not very big..." she said, her voice trailing off. "Babs, they are magnificent. I have wanted to see them since I was 14 years old, and all I can tell you is, it was worth the wait!" She then stepped out of her bottoms, and stood before me. Finally seeing her completely nude, she was lovelier than I had imagined, and I told her so. She leaned down and kissed me, and said that the sun had gotten to my mind!! Hmm, that reminds me I thought... We had better get some sun tan lotion on her before she fried. The combination of her pale skin and the Florida sun was a recipe for disaster if we didn't take proper precautions. "Come here Beautiful, and let me rub some of this sun block on you. It wouldn't do for you to get fried." "Thanks" she said. As I started rubbing the lotion on her nude body, she started making purring noises like a contented kitten. My cock immediately sprang to life. She turned around and I rubbed the lotion onto her breasts, and down her stomach, and around her nearly shaven pussy. All down her legs, and onto her feet I slid the slippery juice. She leaned down and began to kiss me. Our tongues began darting in each other's mouth. She reached over to undo my shorts, and pulled them down with one swift movement . In an instant, she was on her knees in front of me in the cockpit of the boat. In one move, she engulfed my throbbing cock with her mouth, and began giving me an incredible blowjob. This woman really knew what she was doing. Her tongue and lips seemed to be everywhere at once on my tool. Her hands gently caressed my balls as her head moved up and down on my hardness. All too quickly I felt the cum welling up in my balls... "Oh Babs... you're making me cum...Oh God...I'm cumming...Oh yes!!" and I filled her mouth with my cum. She literally sucked me dry. It was a truly wonderful orgasm. She stood before me and took a sip of wine. She looked me in the eye and said, "Don't think you're done here, mister!! Now it's my turn!" I set the autopilot on the helm, and turned my full attention to her. From where she was standing in front of me, her beautiful pussy was right at mouth level. I started kissing her on the stomach, and worked my way down. Soon, my tongue was gently probing into her pussy. She put one leg up on the seat of the boat to give me better access, and pulled my head against her pussy. I drove my tongue in and out of her slit, and began to gently suck on her clitoris. Her hands started pulling on my head harder, and her breath began to come in gasps.. "Oh God, Steve...that feels so good..It's been so long since a man sucked my pussy. Oh yes... God yes... Oh Baby..." With more force now, I sucked her clitoris fully in my mouth, and began running my tongue up and down each side of it. Pulling hard on my head now, she began to cum.. "Oh God... oh yes... I'm cumming...Oh Steve...suck me... suck me hard!! Oh God...please... Oh yes...YES... NOW!! SUCK ME!! I sucked her beautiful pussy until she pushed my head away. I just rested my head against her stomach while she got her breath back. After a moment, she looked down at me and said, "Oh Steve... I need you to fuck me...I want your cock in me...Please fuck me!" I was still sitting down in the cockpit, and I pulled her down on top of my again hard cock. Facing me, she slid down on my dick, and began to fuck me. She rode up and down on my dick like she could never have it again. We were bucking up and down, her juices running all over my legs. She was like a woman possessed. I was sucking her nipples as we fucked. She reached down and started rubbing her clit as we bucked up and down. Her voice was hoarse in my ear.. "Harder...Oh my God...oh yes...Oh Steve...I'm going to cum on your cock..." "Babs...Please Babs...fuck me..oh yes...fuck me so hard..." I was fucking her as hard as I could, and she was taking everything I had. Soon, we started to cum... "Oh yes... Oh Yes... Babs I'm cumming again...Oh YES!! Oh God Steve, don't stop...Oh yes...Oh God...please. ...Here I cum... Oh God...Pinch my nipples as I cum... OH!! OH YES!! NOW!! I filled her with all my cum, and she collapsed on me. We were both completely spent. It was a sensation beyond words. Three hours later, we were just dropping anchor. We were several hundred yards away from any of the other boats anchored there, and it seemed a good distance. We were still naked, never having gotten dressed as we completed the day's journey. We finished setting the anchor, and were lying on the deck, just enjoying each other's company, and watching the water. Suddenly, from out of the east, about 200 ft off the water, I saw two Navy jets coming towards the boat. We stood up to watch, and as the passed overhead, I recognized the markings as T.Q.'s and Fast Eddie's jets. Babs was waving at them and yelling. They passed overhead, and then shot straight up into the sky, wagging their wings as they climbed into the sun. As I watched them climb away, I thought, "Bastards!! I knew they'd find a way!!"