He returned his cock head to her lips, again rubbing back and forth. Then he started to push his cock against her closed mouth. “Open up,” he growled.
Melissa obeyed and the swollen cock head popped into her mouth. Her lips o-ringed around the thick shaft as her tongue licked over the smooth skin of his knob. Her teeth scraped right on the edge of the rod cap and the captain moaned in pleasure. She put her hands against the captain’s thighs to maintain her balance as he slowly started sawing the top half of his cock in and out of her hot mouth.
“Yeah, mmmmm, yeah, that’s good,” the captain whispered. “Just like that. Lick it, lick it.”
Melissa could feel the swollen veins on his shaft throbbing against her lips as the cock slipped in and out of her mouth. Her tongue busied itself with the bulbous head. After whacking off, the captain was in a state of high-level arousal and he knew it wouldn’t take long for him to fire off Round Two.
When Melissa’s tongue swiped over the end of his cock, John received the stimulus he needed. He felt his balls constricting and he knew his jizz load was ready for delivery.
“AAAAHHHHHEEEEMMMMMM, gaaaawd, yessssssss,” he said through clenched teeth. “Hot little mouth, get ready for some cum.”
Melissa’s eyes grew wide and she tried to pull back but the captain’s hand in her hair held firm. She could feel his cock lurching and spasming in her mouth. But instead of her first blow job ending with a mouthful of sperm, the captain pulled back and his cock exited her mouth a wet plopping sound.
A nano second later, the first jet of jizz spurted and splashed against her lips. He fisted his cock and stroked the base as his prick continued to unload. Melissa was experiencing her first sperm facial. After one shot nearly blinded her, she closed her eyes as the spurts continued until her face was coated with his man cream.
“Fuckin’ A,” the captain moaned as let go of his shaft and it started to droop. “Think you did pretty well for the first time. See ya back at the beach.”
With that, he tucked his cock away and started to head for the camp site.
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That night, Melissa was a mess. As they sat around their campfire eating fish and fruit, Melissa couldn’t help but look at Rachel and her fiance differently. She had seen them consummate a most personal act, but they were talking and joking with the group as if nothing had happened. Melissa had trouble blocking out the visions that kept flashing in her brain. And then there was her own sexual encounter with the captain. Every time she made eye contact with him, she detected a gleam in his eyes directed only at her.
When it was time to sleep, Melissa found her mind playing her personal porno flicks every time she closed her eyes. It was either a replay of Rachel and Dave or it was Melissa gobbling the captain’s cock. She realized that her vagina was tingling and had a faint itchy feeling while her nipples seemed to be in a perpetual state of hardness. As she laid on the mat of grass and palm fronds that made up her bed, she turned her back on the others. The idea of masturbating was appealing but she was afraid of making noise and having the others find out. She eventually fell into a fitful sleep with dreams that didn’t douse her body’s hidden arousal.
When she woke up the next morning, her fellow castaways were nowhere to be seen. She assumed they had gone off to search for necessities — though she quickly imagined that Rachel and Dave were looking for another secluded spot to “do it.”
Melissa shook her head. It seemed now that every thought she had was about sex. She looked down at her blouse and saw that her nipples were, indeed, erect and poking against the cloth. She started to walk away from the beach; to where, she wasn’t sure. But the thought in the back of her mind involved privacy and trying to rid her body of its sexual tension.
She walked in a direction that she had not yet taken and after about 30 minutes she heard the distinct sound of rushing water. As she drew closer, she could see the top of a waterfall that was about 15 feet high. And then she heard voices.
Melissa flashed back to her previous voyeur episode with the captain. She slowly and quietly picked her way toward the waterfall. When she got within about 20 yards, she found herself on a slight incline so that she was looking down from a slight elevation.
Brad, her boss, was in a small pool which was fed by the waterfall. Melissa didn’t notice that his swim trunks were lying on rock at the edge of the pool. He was standing and the water came to about his chest. His wife Lorraine stood on a flat rock near the edge of the pool. Brad was slowly pushing his hands back and forth in the water, making small ripples. He was smiling at his wife.
Lorraine had her hair pinned up. She was wearing the filmy cover up over her bikini. Melissa saw her unbutton the cover up and slip it off. She let it fall from her hand and it softly billowed to the ground.
Melissa’s eyes stared at her boss’ wife as her hands reached up for the clasp that held her bikini halter at her neck. The straps let go and the small patches of cloth fell away from her full, round mounds. Lorraine was facing her husband, so Melissa only got a partial view of the curve of Lorraine’s left breast.
Brad said something; to Melissa it sounded like, “Go on.” Lorraine reached behind to undo the rest of her bikini halter and she tossed that aside. She then quickly skimmed her bikini bottoms down, standing tall and proud on the rock, a naked goddess.