Sexy Sea Adventures #1
Scott Rex
Copyright 2011 by Scott Rex
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The hot sun baked Josh's dry face as the ocean-waves pushed him up and down. Up and down with those waves, hearing the splish splash as the salt water bounced against his raft.
Josh tried to hide his face from the burning sun, covering his bearded skin with a crusty shirt-sleeve. “Goddamn sun!” he muttered through parched lips. The sun was blinding his eyes and ruining his skin. “I usually have such smooth complexion, but now I'm sunburnt and thirsty!”
He pulled out his calendar and looked at for the millionth time today. “Man, I've only been adrift on the ocean for three days but I'm already dying of thirst. And I'm so fucking bored!”
He only had a splash of water left in his bottle, and zero food. Two days ago he had been so bored that he masturbated twice. He was really regretting that now, because his body needed the nutrients and the liquids.
He had masturbated because the rocking and rolling of the infinite ocean had reminded him of Lisa, his beautiful girlfriend. How many times had he rocked and rolled on top of her? Inside of her. He could remember the smile on her awesome face, and the twinkle in her eye. Eyes were the most beautiful part of every woman. He wished she was here right now so he could go down on her, and then he would fuck her and hold her close.
Just thinking about her was giving him a hard on, and he started rubbing his aching cock, thrusting against his own dry, dirty hands. Closing his eyes, he thought about kissing her wet lips. Tongue against tongue, holding her hand and holding her breast, pushing hard into her soft pussy.
“Oh God,” he moaned. These fantasies were his only solace out here on the ocean. He wanted her so much. But instead he was dying of thirst, alone in the unforgiving heat.
He had to stop fantasizing because it was wasting precious energy. But this thirst was so miserable, and he was so bored, and he was pretty sure that he was getting delirious. He could hear someone shouting to him, which was impossible.
“Hello?”
He sat up and looked around. Josh saw another raft far off in the distance, swelling up and down on the soft waves. Was he imagining it? It must be a mirage. He must be delirious. The other raft was rising up and down, just like Lisa liked to ride on top of him, her smooth hips gyrating rhythmically until he came and splashed like a salty ocean eruption inside her.
He smiled at the unexpected fellow-raft. There was a person inside it, but he couldn't tell if it was a guy or a girl.
“Hello!” the voice called out again. And it was the gorgeous voice of a female.
Josh struggled to sit up and stuck his hands in the water, paddling towards his new friend. “I hope she's hot,” he said to himself.
He was only paddling on one side and so the raft started swinging around in a circle, making him dizzy. He started paddling on the other side to balance the spin. He was so thirsty.
Now he was close enough to see the woman's blonde hair. She had a parasol to protect herself from the awful sun. Her red t-shirt was tight enough to showcase her small breasts, even from a distance. As she rose and fell with the surging ocean (like Lisa's body getting fucked), she waved a hand and said, “Hey! Hello?”
He waved back and croaked, “Hi!”
Their rafts bumped against each other. In his thirst-induced delirium Josh felt it as a sexual bump, and he stared deep into the eyes of this strange sea-faring girl.
“I never expected to find anyone else out here,” she said. Her voice was so sweet and high-pitched. Josh assumed she was ovulating. “Were you on the research vessel too?”
“I was working as a cook on a cruise-ship.” His words scratched up from a parched throat. “A giant squid sank our boat... I don't know if my girlfriend Lisa is still alive. She worked on the ship too. I miss her so much.”
He stared down at the floor of his raft, mesmerized by his own loneliness.
“You must be thirsty. I have water and fruit on my raft. I could use some company.”
Josh still had an erection because he had been fantasizing about sex. Normally he would be uncomfortable about it but right now he didn't care. He clambered awkwardly over to the other raft and sat down beside her.
The only objects on her raft were a food-cooler and her parasol. She was wearing a short skirt and he noticed her smooth and creamy thighs. She reached into the cooler and brought out a bottle of water. As she was leaning over her skirt rode up, giving him a wonderful view of her perfect skin. Josh drank slowly from the bottle, letting the water drip down into the desert of his throat. Feeling invigorated and grateful, he gazed once more into the lady's eyes. “What's your name?”
“Angela.”
“I'm Josh. How did you get lost out here?”
“I'm a marine biologist. I was doing research when our ship was attacked by a giant squid four days ago. Maybe it was the same giant squid that attacked your ship. I'm sorry about your girlfriend.”
He looked again at those smooth thighs. “If you've been out here for four days, how are your legs still hairless?”
She blushed and lightly touched her leg. “I have a razor in the cooler.”
Josh scratched his haggard beard. “I feel silly with this big scratchy beard now, when you look so pretty out here with your smooth skin and your parasol.”
Angela stretched out to reach back into her cooler, and Josh calmly admired all the swells and curves of her desirable body. She took out a shaving kit and said, “Come closer and I'll shave your face for you.”
Josh snuggled close to the wonderful girl, and she smelled like perfume and strawberries. They both leaned against the cooler. Their legs rubbed together. Josh held the parasol in his left hand, and put his right hand on the raft-floor. Angela sat on top of his hand as she leaned in and massaged shaving cream onto his beard. She applied the cream in slow, sensual circles. They stared into each others' eyes.
As Angela took out the razor and began to slowly shave, Josh put his right hand on her knee.
She hesitated. “Josh, I...”
He slid his hand slowly up, rubbing her inner thigh. “Keep shaving,” he said.
A smiled twitched momentarily on her sweet lips, and she started to shave his face. As she shaved line after line, Josh rubbed his hand further and further up under her skirt. He was so lonely, and it felt so satisfying to hold female flesh.
“Oh Josh,” she moaned as his finger lightly brushed the crease between her thigh and pussy. He could feel the hem of her panties, and he used his palm and fingers to lightly cup her forbidden sweetness. He held it there, and gently squeezed.
“Keep shaving,” he repeated with a shudder in his voice. He tugged her panties down. Then he slipped his finger inside her, and he could feel the delicate wetness of her womanhood. She kept shaving, and he plunged his fingers in and out. He searched for the nub of her clitoris, and soon found it.
She closed her eyes, bit her lip and thrusted against his searching fingers. Soon the juices were flowing and she was moaning. She dropped the razor with his face still only half-shaven, grinding and pushing her hips towards his hand. He finger-fucked her with a steady vigour, and she squealed out a wet and desperate orgasm. Josh dropped the parasol and felt her breast while he plunged his fingers into her squirting pussy.
Then he pushed her down onto the raft and spread her legs. “You're satisfied now, but I still need to fuck you,” he said. His erection was bursting to get out of his pants and he was only half-shaven.
Now the sun felt good on his skin as he took off his shirt and pants. He pulled off her panties and threw them into the ocean. Then he removed her skirt, and she took off her red t-shirt.
He leaned over her face and rubbed his cock against her lips. She stuck out her tongue, reaching for it. As he pushed it into her mouth, he loved the wetness of her tongue. He wanted to come in her mouth, to fill her tongue with his seed. But he pulled it out... he needed to fuck her!
Kissing her mouth, rubbing his tongue against her lips, he fumbled his cock against her wet pussy. Then he sank his hardness into her wetness. He sank it in deep and slow and heavy, making her moan. She was tight, and his hard dick was stretching her skin. The raft-floor was soft, so he couldn't keep balance with his hands on the ground. Instead he lay on top of her and wrapped his arms around her neck.
He fucked her desperately and greedily. “Oh yes! Oh fuck!” He rubbed his needy dick against the walls of her wet deepness.
“I'm ovulating,” she half-moaned, half-squeaked. “Come inside me and make me pregnant!”
When he ejaculated inside her, it was a wonderful burst of pleasure. He pounded her and fucked her until she was full. Then he lay on top of her and kissed her mouth, tongue on tongue.
As the sun went down they sat holding each other under the shade of the parasol, idly kissing and touching each others' nakedness. When night fell they were both asleep.
The sun came up, waking Josh. He saw the beautiful girl in the boat beside him and stared at her pretty sleeping face. Smiling, he said, “I don't care if I starve to death out here. As long as I have somebody to love!”
He put a hand on her naked sleeping thigh and rubbed the warmth that he found there. When he started massaging her pussy again, her eyes flickered awake. “Good morning,” he said, and kissed her mouth. He started fingering her again as they kissed. But then he heard someone's voice.
“Hey! Hey you two love-birds!”
They broke away from each other and looked around. There was another raft cruising slowly towards them. In the raft there was a tall guy in a fancy blue suit, with a funny-looking tri-point hat. He was drinking from a bottle and he had his own parasol to protect him from the blazing sun.
Josh still had his fingers inside of Angela... he didn't ever want to leave!
The newcomer said, “Hey guys! My name is Eric. Who are you?”
“I'm Josh and this is Angela,” Josh said.
Angela grabbed his wrist and pulled his fingers gently out of her.
Eric was staring right into Angela's eyes. “Do you want some gin? I have beef jerky, lots of water and vitamins and a guitar! Come on over!”
Josh felt threatened by this rich castaway. “We have food. We're okay here.”
Eric laughed. “I didn't invite you! I was talking to Angela.”
Angela's eyes flicked for a moment at Josh. Then she looked back at Eric and smiled a big smile. “Let me get my skirt.”
“You don't need clothes!” Eric laughed and took a big swig from his gin.
Josh grabbed at Angela's legs as she stood to step into the other boat. “Angela!”
She looked back at Josh. “Sorry but it was really a one-sided relationship. I had all the food and water. At least you got to fuck me, right? Good bye!”
As she stepped into the other boat, Eric instantly bent her over and started eating her pussy.
Josh stood and tried to get on the boat too but Eric took out a Japanese samurai sword. “You're not welcome here, Josh! She's mine now!”
As their boats drifted apart, Josh watched pathetically as Eric fucked Angela from behind, thrusting deep and hard and making her cum, grabbing her small tits and kissing her neck.
“Goddammit,” Josh muttered. He ate some of the food that Angela had left behind, and played idly with her abandoned skirt, which smelled like strawberries.