I’ve only just got her — my new boat. She’s big, spacious enough for a large group, with multiple sleeping spots and…

While previous boats were quickly “christened,” this one was still a virgin. Maybe that’s exactly why, during these sweltering summer days, my fantasies run wild so quickly.

As I glide across the water and watch one boat after another pass by, filled with sunbathing women in skimpy outfits, my mind drifts more and more. Lately, I’ve been exchanging messages again with Marije, an ex with whom I’ve shared many hot, naughty adventures — including on previous boats. Our chats are getting dirtier by the day. Photos, memories, suggestive comments, increasingly explicit images… everything is building the tension higher. The fact that meeting up is difficult because we both have partners only makes the attraction even stronger. My thoughts keep returning to memories that, even years later, still get an instant reaction in my pants.

I think back to the times she stood at the helm while I took her from behind, making her squirt and cum hard, and I immediately feel things tightening in my trousers. Soon I’m at the point where the pressure needs release. Shaking on my legs, I shoot my load, cum running down my thighs.

Since I’m unexpectedly alone on the boat without my partner, I decide to text her. More out of curiosity than expectation.

She replies almost immediately: She can come. From that moment, time seems to crawl. The thought of her stepping aboard, spoiling her, and her longtime fixation on my cock makes me hard again instantly. Before I know it, I’m jerking off and cum for the second time. After the last time with her on a boat, I had to wipe down the ceiling. Let’s see if we can match that…

The horniness surges through my body as I pick her up. It intensifies when I notice she’s not wearing any panties under her tiger-print dress. On the boat we try to behave normally at first, because some people from the neighboring boats have spontaneously joined us — and I can’t wait for them to leave. The evening suddenly has a very sexual charge. She’s extremely turned on too, and I’m dying to slide my fingers inside her.

Using the excuse of getting her another drink, I seize the opportunity. Luckily she follows me. My pants are already tight again. I grab her firmly, slip my hand under her dress, rub her clit, and push my fingers inside. She’s looking straight at the guests while I finger her, trying to keep a straight face but struggling hard. I have to fight the urge to throw her on the bed right then. I don’t know how fast I can get rid of the visitors so I can have her all to myself. The tension must have been palpable, because one by one they quickly leave.

First a quick shave — but as I dive into the cabin to make myself completely smooth for her, she’s suddenly sitting on the stairs watching me. Dress hiked up, legs spread, touching herself and giving me the perfect view of her freshly shaved pussy. The shaving only gets halfway done… razor nicks on my cock… damn, she distracts me so much. I give up quickly and all brakes come off.

Her dress is gone in a second. With one hand I free her breasts, lick and bite her hard nipples, then push her forward over the bed — the perfect height to take her from behind. She’s already soaking wet, so I slide right in. She moans with pleasure. The doors are still open, but she doesn’t care. I let my cock glide in and out of her juicy pussy, a little deeper each time. It drives her crazy.

Breathlessly she says she wants to feel me completely, so I thrust hard inside her. The moaning gets louder — it must be audible to the surrounding boats. Turned on by her cries, I desperately want to eat her out. I quickly close the doors, windows, and curtains as best I can, then dive between her legs. I make her so wild it barely matters if the doors are open or closed. She screams in ecstasy. She tastes so fucking good. She asks for my cock in her mouth. I gladly oblige, switch positions, and she greedily takes my dick while I keep devouring her.

At the same time I slide two fingers into her pussy — the winning combination. Orgasm number 2 comes fast. She grabs the Satisfyer she brought and asks me to put on some porn (which I “coincidentally” always have with me 😉). Watching the screen with hot women, she works her clit while I slowly build my own pleasure. Her eyes keep drifting from the screen to my rock-hard cock, now glistening with my precum. She can’t resist and soon my shaft disappears into her mouth again.

With orgasm number 3 she squirts hard. What a pleasure! And she wants more… Both of us insanely horny, we let the porn on TV inspire us. I finger her dripping wet pussy and she licks my fingers clean in between — she loves it. I turn her halfway and sink my throbbing cock back inside her. Overwhelmed by lust, I ask if I can fuck her ass. She enthusiastically agrees. She’s so wet that my cock keeps sliding teasingly along her ass, but for now I’m happy to disappear back into her hot pussy.

The porn on TV, her delicious tight pussy, watching her enjoy it, the intimacy of the cabin, and the gentle lapping of water against the hull — it all becomes too much. As requested, I fill her up completely.

But we’re not done yet. The scenes on screen keep inspiring us. I know she gets turned on by the women, but this time I suggest inviting another man. She’s stunned — I’ve never proposed that before. Even though I’d rather not share her, the image of her enjoying herself with all holes filled won’t leave my head. It makes me even hornier. While fucking her I see the greed in her mouth, waiting to be filled. Since there’s no extra man available, I slide my fingers into her eager mouth. She sucks and licks them instantly. It spurs me on to go faster and deeper. We completely lose ourselves.

She climbs on top and we kiss intensely, exchanging a mix of our juices. Hours fly by. We lose all sense of time as evening turns to night.

When we’re almost exhausted, sweat pouring from every pore, she’s on orgasm number 10 and the sheet is soaked. We collapse from tiredness, yet I keep seeking out her delicious wet pussy — I don’t want this night and this pleasure to end. And it works. Even though she says she wants to sleep, her panting and moaning say everything when I alternate between my fingers and my cock in her open, welcoming pussy. I can’t get enough of her. It feels like all the built-up tension of the past months is being released in one single evening.

In the morning as we cast off, I put her at the helm and we relive an old memory. She immediately knows what I’m planning — she feels my hard cock pressing against her. Within seconds all underwear is on the floor and my dick finds its way effortlessly into her receptive pussy. While she’s panting over the steering wheel, I slowly slide in and out, driving her crazy and making her wet again. I pick up the pace. We approach a viaduct with cars rushing by as I thrust faster and deeper. Her steering gets shaky, but I give directions while buried deep inside her.

When I briefly slip out, she turns around, drops to her knees, and takes my cock — slick with her juices — back into her mouth. To help me focus on the water while staying hard, I lend a hand and soon I cum hard. She greedily licks it all up.

She says her pussy has been so spoiled in the last hours that she doesn’t need to cum again and sits on the bench behind me. But when I glance back, the opposite is true. I’m looking straight at her pussy as she pleasures herself with the Satisfyer. She gives me a challenging look and I try (unsuccessfully) to focus on the water. She cums intensely.

Unfortunately I have to drop her off soon after, but we both know this won’t be the last time.

The boat has officially been inaugurated. The ceiling stayed dry this time. But hey… that just sets new goals for next time — maybe with an extra woman… or man…