Yacht Road Head

The sun was beating down on the deck of our rented yacht, but the real heat was between my legs. I watched Mia stretch in her tiny white bikini, her tits nearly spilling out as she adjusted the straps. She caught me staring and smirked, that wicked little smile that always meant trouble.

We'd been cruising the coast for two hours, the engine purring softly while the sea sparkled around us. I'd suggested we anchor in this quiet cove, but Mia had other ideas. She slid into the driver's seat of the small tender boat we'd lowered, the one with the powerful outboard that we'd use to zip back to shore later.

"Get in, babe," she said, patting the passenger seat. "I want to try something new. Right now."

I climbed in beside her, my swim trunks already tenting. The tender bobbed gently on the calm water, maybe fifty yards from the yacht. No one around for miles. Mia's hand went straight to my thigh, squeezing.

"I've been thinking about sucking you off while I drive this thing," she whispered, her voice husky. "You game?"

"Fuck yes," I groaned, heart pounding.

She didn't waste time. Mia leaned over, yanked my trunks down, and my thick cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum at the tip. The engine roared to life as she twisted the key, and the little boat surged forward. Her left hand gripped the wheel while her right wrapped around my shaft, stroking slowly.

"Shit, Mia... you're actually doing it," I muttered, gripping the side of the boat.

She laughed, low and dirty. "Watch me, Jake. Keep your eyes open. I want you to see how much I love this cock."

The tender cut through the water at a steady ten knots, wind whipping her dark hair. Mia bent down, lips parting as she took my dick into her warm, wet mouth. The first suck was deep, her tongue swirling around the head while the boat bounced lightly over small waves. I could feel every vibration through her throat.

"Oh fuck... suck it harder," I growled, one hand tangling in her hair.

She bobbed faster, cheeks hollowing, saliva dripping down my balls. The wet slurping sounds mixed with the engine's hum and the slap of water against the hull. Every time she took me to the back of her throat I felt her gag a little, but she didn't stop. Her free hand pumped what her mouth couldn't reach, twisting just the way I liked.

"Mmmph... you taste so good," she mumbled around my cock, pulling off for a second to catch her breath. Strings of spit connected her lips to my glistening dick. "I can feel you throbbing already. You gonna cum down my throat while I drive?"

"Hell yeah," I panted. The risk, the motion, her perfect lips stretched around me—it was all too much. "Don't stop, baby. Fuck, your mouth is so sloppy and hot."

Mia grinned, eyes sparkling with lust, then dove back down. This time she went all the way, nose pressing against my stomach as she deepthroated me completely. The boat swerved slightly as she focused on sucking, but she corrected it quick. I could see the shore in the distance, a few distant sailboats, but nothing close enough to see us.

Her head moved in rhythm with the waves now, faster, wetter. I felt my balls tighten. "I'm close... shit, Mia, I'm gonna cum!"

She moaned around my cock, the vibration sending me over. I exploded, thick ropes of cum shooting straight into her throat. She swallowed every drop, not spilling a bit, her tongue milking me until I was twitching and empty.

Mia sat up, licking her lips with a satisfied grin. "Good boy. My turn now."

She killed the engine and let the tender drift. We switched places fast. I pulled her bikini bottoms aside, finding her pussy already soaked. Two fingers slid in easily, curling against her g-spot while my thumb rubbed her swollen clit.

"Jake... yes, finger my wet cunt," she gasped, spreading her legs wide on the seat. The boat rocked as I dropped to my knees between her thighs. I buried my face in her pussy, licking and sucking her clit like I was starving. She tasted sweet and salty from the sea air, her juices coating my chin.

"Oh god, right there... eat my pussy, baby," she moaned, hips bucking against my mouth. I added a third finger, stretching her, pumping hard while I flicked her clit with my tongue.

Her orgasm hit fast. She grabbed my head, grinding on my face as she came, crying out across the water. "Fuck! I'm cumming... don't stop!"

I didn't. I kept licking through her spasms until she was shaking. Then I stood, my cock hard again already. I bent her over the side of the tender, her tits pressing against the fiberglass as I slammed into her from behind.

"Yes! Fuck me hard, Jake. Pound this pussy!"

The boat rocked wildly with each thrust. I gripped her hips, driving deep, my balls slapping her clit. The sun warmed our sweaty skin, the smell of sex mixing with salt water. I reached around to rub her clit again, feeling her second orgasm build.

"Cum on my cock, Mia. Let me feel that tight pussy squeeze me."

She did, screaming my name as her walls pulsed around me. The sensation pushed me over the edge again. I pulled out at the last second and painted her juicy ass with hot cum, watching it drip down her tanned skin.

We collapsed together on the seats, breathing hard, laughing between kisses. The tender drifted quietly now, the yacht waiting patiently in the distance.

"Best new thing we've tried yet," she whispered, tracing a finger through the mess on her ass.

"Definitely doing that again tomorrow," I replied, pulling her close.