Ass to pussy fuck a nubile twenty year old, then deepthroat her mom.
10. You Have Two Jobs
As we left the bar, Pam was visibly relieved and Christy was ecstatic, almost on overdrive. "We got the job! We're saved!" Christy squealed. Pam was more reserved. "This will really help. Thank you, Sailor, for setting this up. We owe you big time."
"Glad I could help with the jobs, but you still have to find somewhere to live. You can stay on my boat for a couple of days, but you'll have to move out soon. I know some people who live here but there's no way I would let you stay with them. They're all complete lowlifes and I hate to think what would come of that."
Pam volunteered "I've looked online. Housing here is extremely expensive. I'm not sure what we'll do, but we'll keep looking. Maybe once we start working, someone will have a lead for us."
I was interested in when they would start work. I'd regain some privacy but I'd lose having unlimited holes to fuck whenever I wanted. "By the way ... when do you start your jobs?"
Pam replied "Marcy wants us there at 3 today. Shadow someone and get some training. We'll work till close at 2 a.m. How does that work for you, Sailor?"
"Works fine for me. It'll give me time to clean up my Love Boat."
The girls were busy down below sorting through their clothes looking for something appropriate to wear to work. Christy was, of course, splitting her time between her clothes and her phone.
About noon-thirty, Pam announced that she was going to take a shower to freshen up for her first day of work. She took her shower bag and disappeared down the dock. With just a few hours until my trashy skanks left for work, I wanted my dick serviced at least a couple more times. Now was my time with Christy.
"Hey, Christy. Put your phone down for a minute. I need you to come here and get on all fours. Captain's orders." She looked at me with a blank stare, then back to her phone. Finally she moved toward me, wrapped her arms around my neck and started kissing me. Her hand slid under the waistband of my boxers and clutched my hard cock.
"You want me on my hands and knees? Or would you rather I just drop down and suck you off?"
"Hands and knees, Christy. Now! I want your holes doggy style." She pulled her bottoms off and assumed the position. I was going to miss this view of her nubile crotch, her tiny wizzened up asshole, her barely there pussy slit.
I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my stiff cock. I guided it to her tight cunt and pushed until it was inside. It was very tight and just beginning to get wet. As I slowly started pumping, her pussy began swelling up inside, getting wetter and wetter. I grabbed her generous hips and soon I was able to push it in deep. Her cunt had fully swelled up inside grabbing hold of my dick. It was a very pleasurable feeling and spurred me on to start thrusting harder, faster and deeper.
When her pussy relaxed some and opened up, I felt it was time to explore her asshole. My cock was fully lubed with her cunt juices so I pulled out and aimed him at her button sized anus. It took three pushes but eventually it popped in. Christy let out a loud gasp as I inched my dick farther up her tight hole.
Once I had her asshole in play, I rammed my rod in and out, checking every so often to guage her gape. When it appeared to be of sufficient size, I took advantage and began alternating between her tight cunt and her gaping asshole. It was devine to have two such young holes at my disposal. I was going to miss this.
I continued to plow her two holes, taking great delight in my good fortune. Holding her hips, I pulled her pelvis back towards me as I thrust forward. The slapping noise of her butt cheeks against my thighs sounded like applause. Eventually, my orgasm was inevitable. It came on slowly, making it seem like it lasted forever.
Sated, at least for the moment, I popped a cold brew and climbed into the cockpit. I thought I'd survey my new surroundings. This marina was of medium size, probably 100-150 slips. I looked at the marina map and got acclimated. I figured that I'd ride with them to Marcy's, then return to the boat. I had my eye on the restaurant within the marina. Thought I'd check it out.
Pam returned to the boat about an hour later. As before, she had some scuzzy looking guy tagging along. When they got to my boat, Pam stopped and, seeing me in the cockpit, turned to her pursuer.
"Meet my husband, Sailor," she said as she gestured toward me. Picking up on her cue I replied "Hi, honey. Who have you brought home this time? I hope he has enough money to make it worth our while. Did you check his wallet?"
"Haven't gotten that far, darling. But he was talking himself up as if he owned the place. Shall we invite him aboard and find out what bank he uses?"
The ne'er-do-well, looking shocked, blurted out "You have a lovely wife. I'll just take my leave now. Good day!"
Pam clamored aboard and disappeared below. I heard her admonishing Christy. "Honey, get off that fucking phone! You're starting a new job in a couple of hours. I want you to run up and get a shower so that you're all fresh and clean for work."
"OK, mom. But you don't have to yell at me. I've got my clothes all laid out and, for your information, I haven't been on my phone that much. Sailor had me busy for awhile. I'll go shower now."
Christy took her bag and scampered off down the dock. In a few minutes I saw Pam coming up the companionway. "Grab me a cold one on your way up, please."
"I hope you're seeing the dangers of the dark underside of the Keys. Both times you've been off the boat without a man along, scuzzy operators have latched onto you and Christy. You have to keep your wits about you and your defenses up at all times." I popped open my fresh beer and chugged half of it in one go.
Pam was almost radiant. All clean and freshly showered, wearing a tight little mini-skirt and a low cut top showing cleavage. She asked "Do you think this outfit will be appropriate for Marcy's or is it too revealing?"
"Depends on how much you want to make in tips and how many times you want to say 'NO' to the guys. I think you look great and I'd leave you a big tip. In fact, you look so good, I'd like to go below with you right now."
Not a moment of hesitation on her part. She was down below before I had even gotten up. As I came down the companionway, she reminded me "Now remember, nothing outrageous this time. I want to look nice for work."
"How about you just get on your knees and let me fuck your mouth?" She put a pillow down first, then got on her knees, pulling my boxers down on the way. My dick was half hard just anticipating her mouth. She took hold of it and, before starting, she looked up at me. Her soft brown eyes were filled with admiration, appreciation and desire to please.
She let me fuck her mouth slowly, holding her head in my hands. She took it in deep, allowing me to hold it in with her face pressed against my abdomen. I had moments of fast pounding, moments of slow strokes ... anything I wanted. Her mouth was mine to do with as I pleased.
I watched as my dick slid easily in and out. I watched as I cocked my hips and pounded hard and fast. I watched as my orgasm overtook all my senses and flooded her mouth. Squirt after squirt of my hot semen filled her mouth.
Christy returned a little after 2 p.m. She donned her work outfit - daisy dukes and a crew neck tee shirt a couple of sizes too small. Her tight shirt with no bra left her bare midriff exposed and showed the world exactly what her firm tits looked like, nipples on full display.
"With that outfit, you're guaranteed some appreciative tips" I commented. "Just remember that every single guy you see tonight is only thinking about getting in your pants. They don't have romance in mind, just fucking you. Remember that."
At 2:30 I hailed a cab. At Marcy's we entered and I spoke to the hostess. "I'm delivering some new employees. Is Marcy around?" "I'll get her for you."
"Marcy, darling, here are your two new girls. Can you get them a cab to the marina at the end of their shift?"
"No problem, Sailor. Aren't you gonna stay and have dinner?"
"Not tonight, my love. Maybe another time. I still owe you a night of wild abandon. You'll see me around."