Watchers on the Waves

The sun was already dipping toward the horizon when I first touched her hand, adjusting her pose. Anna stood barefoot on the yacht's deck, her thin white tank top clinging to her damp skin, outlining her hard nipples. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the curve of her neck, from the way her lips parted slightly when my fingers brushed her wrist.

"Keep your breathing steady," she whispered, but her voice already had a husky tremor in it. "You're especially... attentive today, Max."

The yacht rocked gently on the light swells, water lapping somewhere below, and we were alone on the upper deck. Or so I thought. Anna leaned forward, showing me the next yoga pose, and her firm ass in those tight leggings ended up right in my face. I felt my cock stiffen instantly in my shorts.

"Anna... you're driving me insane," I breathed out, unable to hold back. My palms landed on her hips, sliding slowly upward. She didn't pull away. Instead, she arched her back harder, pressing into me.

"Then don't stop..." her voice dropped lower, almost a whisper. "I've seen the way you look at me all these weeks in class. I wanted this."

I spun her around to face me. Our lips met—hot, hungry. Her tongue slid into my mouth immediately, teasing, demanding. Anna's hands slipped under my shirt, her nails lightly raking my back. I pulled her tank top off, revealing her beautiful tits with dark, already swollen nipples. I bent down and took one in my mouth, slowly circling it with my tongue, sucking. Anna moaned, threading her fingers through my hair.

"Yes... just like that... harder," she breathed, pressing my head against her chest. "I've wanted your lips on me for so long..."

My hands pulled down her leggings along with her panties. Anna's pussy was already soaked, smoothly shaved, her clit slightly protruding. I ran my fingers along her wet lips, and she shuddered all over. I dropped to my knees right on the warm deck, spread her thighs wider, and pressed my mouth to her. My tongue traced from her entrance up to her clit, circled it, then I sucked it into my mouth and began to lap at it.

"Oh... Max... you lick so fucking good," she moaned, rocking her hips gently against my face. Her juices ran down my chin. "Don't stop... I'm so close..."

I pushed two fingers into her wet cunt, starting to fuck her slowly with them while my tongue kept working. Anna was trembling, her breath turning into short gasps. Suddenly she grabbed my hair hard and yanked me against her.

"I'm cumming... right now!" she nearly screamed. Her pussy clenched tight around my fingers, her body arching, and a warm gush of squirt sprayed onto my tongue. I swallowed greedily, keeping my mouth on her until the last tremor faded.

When she caught her breath, Anna pulled me up. Her eyes were blazing.

"Now I want you inside me," she whispered, unbuttoning my shorts. My big hard cock sprang free. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking slowly up and down. "God, you're so hot... and so thick."

Anna turned around, braced her hands on the yacht's railing, and arched her back, presenting her juicy ass to me. I stepped up behind her, ran the head of my cock along her slick slit, and pushed in slowly. She was tight, hot, gripping me snugly.

"Deeper... fuck me deeper," she begged, pushing back against me. I started moving, slow at first, then faster, my hips slapping against her ass. The sounds of our sex mixed with the lapping waves. I leaned forward, cupping her tits, pinching her nipples while I fucked her.

"You're so wet... so hot inside," I whispered in her ear. "I want to cum inside you."

"Yes... cum in me... fill me up with your seed," Anna moaned, squeezing me with her inner muscles.

I sped up, feeling my orgasm building. Suddenly she let out a low laugh through her moans.

"You know... I heard everything," she breathed. "Last night, when you were jerking off in your cabin... you were whispering my name. I was standing outside the door, touching myself, listening to you."

Those words pushed me over the edge. I slammed deep into her and started cumming. Hot streams of sperm shot deep inside, flooding her. Anna shuddered into another orgasm, clenching around me.

We froze, breathing hard. I stayed inside her, holding her from behind. The sun had almost vanished, painting the sea pink. Only then did I notice two figures on the neighboring yacht, anchored about a hundred yards away. A man and a woman with binoculars, staring right at us. They weren't hiding. The woman even waved, smiling.

"Looks like we've got some watchers," Anna laughed softly, making no move to cover up. She just pressed her ass back against me harder. "Let them watch... I like it."

I kissed her shoulder, feeling my cock already starting to harden again inside her.

"Then let's give them a real show," I whispered.

Anna turned her head, caught my lips in a long kiss, and whispered back:

"Just don't stop... I want more."