Manuel only grinned and started pulling down her panties. He did it quickly, surprising her, and he had them down to her ankles before she could react. She struggled, but he just laughed and held her wrists, and she found herself kicking off her own panties. Her dress hiked up over her golden muff, exposing it to Manuel’s hungry dark eyes.
“Now we’ll have some real fun,” he said eagerly.
He started to climb back on top of her, but Karen screamed and rolled away from him. He grabbed her and they started wrestling in the cramped space at the bottom of the little boat. It was no contest. Manuel was far too strong for her. After a moment he succeeded in pinning her arms, and then he eased himself onto her, his silky hard cock sliding between her thighs.
“Okay,” he sighed, “you want to do it the hard way? We’ll do it the hard way.”
She was riding his cock, straddling it. He made no attempt to penetrate her. He just lay there with his long hard cock pressing against her scalding hot pussy, letting her feel his super erection. He left it to her own imagination how great it would feel if he pushed that stiff meat inside her. And her imagination was telling her, all right.
“Let me go,” Karen sobbed, “oh, please…” Manuel didn’t answer. Instead he started moving his hard hot cock gently back and forth between her legs, stimulating and arousing her greedy little clit, her swollen cunt lips, and the small wrinkle of her asshole. She moaned and juiced all over his gently moving cock. Damn him, he could hardly have found a more effective way of turning her on.
His cock was so close… All she had to do was reach down there and ease him into her body… She wanted it so badly… He was driving her crazy, rubbing against her starved gash like that. She forced herself to concentrate on an image of Phil’s face, to think how crushed he’d be if she fucked another man.
And then that damned Manuel had to go one step farther and arouse her even more…
He suddenly slid down her body and thrust his hot flushed face into her crotch. Karen cried out in surprise— and then in dizzy pleasure as she felt his thick slippery tongue easing into her cunt. She had to get him out of there, or she was lost.
“No, Manuel,” she cried hoarsely, “no, please, don’t do that… Don’t lick my cunt… Ohhhhh, noooo…”
She was lost. She simply couldn’t resist the exquisite joy of having his expert tongue probing and jerking and licking deep in her famished cunt. She moaned and lay back limp in the little rocking boat. She let her legs fall wide apart, opening her pussy completely to Manuel as he gave her head. She whined her intense pleasure as he licked deep in her cunt.
Sorry, Phil, she thought, but YOU never do this for me…
It was obscene. She could hear the lewd wet slurping noise as Manuel leisurely tasted and reamed her creamy hole with his long mobile tongue. She was whining and moaning like an animal, lying there in the open air with her legs widely spread. Yes, she must be quite a sight but she couldn’t help it. The pleasure of his cunt-licking was too great to resist.
“Ahhhhh, God,” she moaned.
He licked inside her wet scalding twat for a few minutes, until she was moaning steadily and creaming uncontrollably, making a wet puddle on the blanket. Then he raised himself a little, kneeling between her let’s, and pressed the big hard head of his erect cock against the gaping mouth of her aroused cunt. He looked down at her.
“Now I’ll fuck you, yes?” he said hoarsely.
“Noooo,” Karen whined, “no, Manuel, I can’t Phil…”
That was all she could say, she felt too confused to say anything else. Manuel looked angry for a moment, but then he dipped his face into her crotch again. This time his mouth pressed against the tiny red lump of her clit. Karen gasped with pleasure as she felt him sucking the sensitive little bump into his mouth.
“Ahhhhhh,” she moaned.
Again she was lost in sensual delight. Manuel knew how to blow her mind completely with his superb clit- sucking. She closed her eyes and just lay there moaning and creaming for a long wonderful time. His hot wet mouth sucked her fat little clit briskly till she felt almost ready to come. Then again he raised himself from her crotch and pressed the hard wet head of his cock against the mouth of her cunt.
“Noooo,” she wept, “I haven’t changed my mind. Oh, you know I want you, Manuel—I can’t hide it—but we have to think of Phil. Please, let me end your torture. Let me suck you off…”
But he shook his head and again went down on her. She saw that he was determined to arouse her to the point of submission. Well, he’d come damned close twice now, but she was sure she could hold out. After all, he’d tongued both her cunt and her clit, and she’d still managed to say no…
“Ahhhhhhh,” Karen wailed, suddenly overcome with pleasure.
Manuel was working his long slippery tongue right into her tiny tight asshole…
She thought she’d faint, it felt so wonderful. She was shocked that he should tongue her there, but at the same time she wished it could go on forever. She felt his slick hot tongue snaking deep into her sensitive clinging bumhole, and she helplessly screamed her joy. My God, there couldn’t possibly be a more intense pleasure than this.
And then again Manuel withdrew his tongue, raised himself, and pressed his cock against her creamy hot cunt mouth…
“Now,” he gasped, “now we fuck…”
She opened her mouth to say no, but nothing came out. She was at the end of her self-control, the end of her patience. Too many years of frustration and lust had piled up on her. She could no longer deny herself the fulfillment she needed so desperately. So as Manuel pressed the hard head of his cock against her soaked cunt mouth, she merely lay back and let him do as he pleased.
“Karen,” he panted.
It was the first time he’d used her first name. He sighed her name as he understood that she had submitted to him. He sighed it as he drove his cock eagerly into her pulpy wet cunt-sheath, penetrating her swiftly, pushing in clear to his swollen balls.
“Ahhhhhhh, yes,” Karen wailed.
She clung hard to him, slamming her starved pussy up to meet his thrust, wanting every delicious inch of his thick young cock inside her body. She creamed hugely around his invading dick and threw her legs around him to drive him in even deeper. When she felt that fat knobby head of his prick against her womb, she moaned with joy.
“You like it, darling?” Manuel panted. “You like having my cock in you?”
“Yes, yes,” Karen moaned. “Oh, God, Manuel, fuck me… I need it so much.”
“Yes, my darling, I will,” Manuel said eagerly. “I’ll make it good for you.”
And he did. She couldn’t deny it. He balled her like she’d never been balled before, like she hadn’t dreamed possible. He was like a machine, his cock slamming tirelessly in and out of her hot juicy little hole, fucking her hard and fast and steadily, the way she’d needed it for so long. She not only came—she came a dozen times. She came until she thought she’d faint. But only after all those orgasms did Manuel finally shoot his load into her, spraying her womb with his hot sizzling come.
He looked smug afterwards. “See?” he said with a grin. “I told you it would be great, didn’t I?”
“Yes, Manuel,” she said sadly.
It had been great. She couldn’t deny it. But now that it was over, now that her lust was finally appeased, she thought of Phil. She’d cheated on her beloved husband—and she could never forgive herself for that. She’d been unfaithful for the first time in her marriage. Guilt overwhelmed her.
“Quickly, Manuel,” she said, “let’s get out of here…”
CHAPTER SIX
Manuel and Karen did a hasty job of shopping and then returned to the yacht. Karen hardly spoke the whole time. She was overcome with guilt and shame after having betrayed her husband with the handsome steward. Yes, it had been a fantastic fuck, the kind she’d been needing and wanting for years, but she wondered if it was really
