This is a story I wrote so I could more fully explore the depths love for my penis. It's roughly based on stories young coworkers would tell every Monday morning describing their libidinous adventures over the weekend. I embellished their tales and provided them for their reading enjoyment. They encouraged me to publish, so here they are. Selfishly, I got to cum about twice per chapter while writing it! The pages are probably still a little sticky--sorry. Please write; I love feedback: brad_rent@yahoo.com.
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Chapter 4- Sailing Day
Now, where was I... oh yeah; we were driving down to Fort Lauderdale to get on our ship. Lily had already shared her dream of hooking up with her masseuse and having me watch them eat and then `trib' each other; you know, pushing and grinding one wet vulva against the other until both cum. It still made me hard each time I thought about watching that- - and maybe sucking a tit or two while they did each other.
Lily interrupted my daydream and asked, "Your turn, Trav... what is your hottest fantasy for the next week?" I didn't have to do much imagining, since the blog posting I'd read about our ship earlier provided a pretty graphic picture of what we could expect- - and what I was hot to discover on the first night aboard!
The particular posting I'm talking about alluded to late-night porn screenings' in the ship's theater after most everyone was asleep. The particular comment that got me most interested had the blogger describing entering the back of the darkened theater and seeing various small groups scattered around watching a hot fuck film. One of these hotties obviously knew how to operate the projection system, since it was obviously not a sanctioned' showing. I'm guessing there was no calendar item called hot porno in the Poseidon Theater' that night. Come watch some fucking... do some yourself... or just watch others' probably wasn't going to make it past the cruise director's edits.
It was a particularly hot read about the writer's experience where he- - or she- - entered the darkened theater and saw a group grope' off to one side. The activity centered on one of the hot dancers from an earlier show splayed out completely naked in a seat with someone- - boy or girl; it didn't matter- - sucking her gushing pussy and someone else on each side sucking one of her tits. These violators' in turn were being jacked off, diddled and/or sucked off by other people at their sides. The girl at the center was described as having her head back and deep-throating another hot male dancer's huge cock as he plunged in and out up to his balls. The writer even got so graphic that they described the excessive slimy saliva coating the stud's penis, balls and- - ultimately- - most of `the sucker's' face and hair.
The poster also described manoeuvering' (must have been a Brit) to get down behind the other sucker' at the girl dancer's pussy - - he didn't mention whether that sucker's sex, but I imagined it being another one of the hot girl dancers- - and this new manoueverer' inserting his cock in one orifice or the other, then watching the show as various `violators' came and went, taking their turns on the girl at the center. I had many satisfying jack-off sessions thinking about this scenario leading up to the day we left for Fort Lauderdale. I related the high points of this particular fantasy to Lily as we drove the two hours down the coast.
"In your fantasy, Trav, which one are you?" Lily asked... "The one having his cock deep-throated by the dancer on her back or the fucker that snuck up behind the `sucker' and slipped inside?" That made me think for a second. My answer surprised both of us.
"I guess I'd rather be one of the tit-suckers... or maybe one of the `violators' on the ends?
"Really? Why... I would have thought you wanted to get your cock into somebody pretty quickly in that particular scenario.
"I think right now I'm more interested in exploring various possibilities; being able to suck a tit, then move on to exploring a saliva-soaked cock and balls, then later diddle a well-fucked cunt are all pretty appealing... I think I could only do all that by exploring as a `rover.'
We were both silent for a mile or two thinking about all the possibilities.
Talking about sexual fantasies while cruising on the interstate got us both hot and bothered again- - my erection was getting uncomfortable in my shorts. Noticing me fidget in my seat, Lily said "Just take it out, Travis... here, let me help you there... oooh, it's awfully big and hard already... just look at it swell up and stretch out. There's that beautiful mushroom on the top." I was already leaking a little pre-cum. She rubbed it around the tip making it all shiny and slick.
"I can't wait to get this fat cock in my pussy once we're on the ship... look at how that thing's throbbing, Trav... I think he likes being out and looking around. See how the head swells when I squeeze it like this... oh look, there's another little bead of that sweet juice on the tip. I'll just lick that off... you must want to come really bad... don't you, Trav... do you like it when I do this? Hunh?
Duh.
"I wish you had a convertible, Travis... remember showing off for all those poor truckers? I know they'd like to watch me jack this beautiful cock.
She continued stroking my boner, squeezing my fat balls and slurping off pre-cum while I tried not to crash the car. I put it on cruise control so at least I didn't have to worry about erratic speed. When I brought my foot off the gas and let the `autopilot' take over, I could spread my thighs wider, giving Lily more room to dig my balls out of my shorts as well.
Having all my junk out and exposed on the turnpike was a real turn-on; having Lily totally focused on just my dick made it even more wonderful. Many times she got me right up to the point of cumming, then backed off, leaving my penis clenching, `convulsing' and me begging for relief.
"Like I said, it's too bad there are no truckers nearby to show this off to," she cooed. "I can't wait to see you and another guy smashing your cocks together." We had discussed `frottage' lately and Lily had me hot to try smashing and grinding myself against another dude sometime on the cruise.
I loved spreading my legs as wide as possible, my cock bobbing and balls quivering with each bump in the road. I had to work a little harder to keep the car in the center of the lane... moving over into the slow lane helped a little.
"I just know you're going to make some guy very happy when he finds this beautiful thing deep in his ass," she teased, taking my frottage' fantasy one step further. She was working hard trying to turn me to the dark side.' I guess it was working, judging by how hard she had me just then.
"Let me see your pretty tits," I said, changing the subject; I expected to be rebuffed. To my surprise, she looked around to make sure no other car was close and then pulled the front of her sundress down, allowing her beautiful, quivering boobs to enjoy the same sunshine as my cock. She never wore a bra and I loved the way her titty flesh jiggled and bounced with each bump in the road.
Looking at her awesome breasts with tan lines delineating where her swimsuit covered up part that succulent flesh, I wondered why people worked so hard on getting a tan- - I liked the white parts best, myself! (har har)
I took one hand off the steering wheel and alternately kneaded her firm tits while she leaned over to suck my cock into her eager mouth some more. She moaned when I pinched and pulled her leathery nipples to a rock-hard state, then flicked them to keep `em hard and throbbing. I moaned when she squeezed my nuts and took my dick all the way to the root once more. This time she stayed all the way down and sucked for all she was worth. She squeezed my balls, letting one finger slip down under to tease my hole.
I came in no time, emptying my pent-up load into her pretty mouth while she eagerly sucked and swallowed every drop. Gasping for air, she sat up and gave me the sweetest smile just as a highway patrol car flashed past- - I wonder if he knew Lily's tits were still out of her dress or that she had my come on her breath- - as well as just a little bit on her cheek- - or that my spit-slick boner was still waving around and knocking against the steering wheel just then!