Woke up with a hangover. My mom and daughter passengers were moving off my boat today. Daughter gives me a slow and easy blowjob as a parting gift.
18. A Hungover Blowjob
In the marina I had strolled the docks checking things out. I had come across one hottie who invited me aboard. One thing led to another and I had gotten to eat her pussy and fuck her in the ass. Life was good.
I was spent after my workout with Celine. I climbed aboard my Love Boat, got some alcohol and collapsed in the cockpit. I proceeded to get shit faced drunk, waving at every passerby. Somehow, I tumbled down the companionway, crawled to my cabin and passed out. It was barely dark outside.
The first rays of sunlight begged me to awaken. Bleary eyed, I emerged into the main salon. Pam was already up, coffee in hand. Seeing my condition, she poured me a mug.
"I noticed the empty whisky bottle and a half dozen empty beer cans in the cockpit. You must have had quite the party! Did the high school cheerleading squad come to play last night?"
"Hardly. I partied with some lady on her boat a dock over, then sat here alone and drank myself blind. I'm gonna need some aspirin and some food. How about we find some."
Pam tossed me a bottle of aspirin and spilled some cereal into a bowl, splashing some milk on it. "This will have to tide you over until we go out. When your brain gets back in gear, you'll remember that today is moving day for us. Christy and I have the day off work."
"Remind me what part I play in your moving? You just have a couple bags of clothes, right?"
"That's right, Sailor. We just thought you might want to come along for nostalgia sake, if nothing else. We're meeting Roger at noon."
"We'll see how I feel by then. If I was Christie's age, I'd be bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning. But seeing as I'm now officially an old fart, I don't bounce back as quickly."
Even though it was their last day aboard, I had no interest in sex. I was paying the price for my excesses of last night. Even the thought of having my dick sucked didn't interest me.
Christy came bounding out of her cabin all excited and excited. "We're moving today, Sailor! Aren't you excited?!"
Pam filled her in. "Remember the whisky bottle and beer cans we stumbled over when we got aboard? Well, our captain overdid it last night. It's best if we just stay low key for now."
"Oh, Captain! I'm sorry you're not yourself today. Would a blowjob help? I'll go slow and be gentle."
I groaned and held my head in my hands. "Not now my little ingénue, but thanks. What I need is aspirin, coffee and some food."
"Just what the fuck is an ingénue anyway? Every time you call me that I feel like you’re making fun of me."
"Use your phone, honey. Google it." Having finished the cereal Pam prepared, I took my coffee and some water up to the cockpit. I was hoping that the sunlight and fresh air would help nurse me back to normal.
As noon approached, Pam and Christy brought their bags to the cockpit. I was feeling much better but still needed food. "Don't worry if you find you've left something behind. My Love Boat will be right here for another few days. Now, how about we go to that waffle house down the road. Being your last day and all, I'll buy."
After brunch (breakfast for me, lunch for the girls) the cab dropped us at the apartment. Roger was sitting in his pickup truck in the driveway. Upon seeing us arrive he jumped out, dangling a set of keys in his hand. Pam approached him and they exchanged a fist full of cash for the keys. Roger also handed her an envelope.
"Here's the keys and a copy of your rental agreement. I've included our standard rules and regulations, plus some information and phone numbers we give all tenants. Now, let's go inside and I'll show you how things work."
Pam and Roger went off to examine fuse boxes, the water shutoff and other such niceties. Christy plopped down on the couch and pulled out her phone. I sat next to her and assessed my appetite for sex. "Hey, Christy. Remember that blowjob you offered me this morning? I think I'm ready for it now. How 'bout you lean over and wrap your lips around my dick?"
She put her phone down and reached over to free my penis from my shorts. Once she had her fingers wrapped around him she started stroking. She looked at me with those clear, beautiful brown eyes. "Slow and easy?"
"Yes, please."
With her fingers around his base, she put the top two inches in her mouth and swirled her tongue around him. The warmth of her mouth and the wetness of her tongue sent shivers down my spine. As she started bobbing her head up and down, she kept going deeper taking an extra inch in with each stroke.
I was enjoying myself. A cute nymph leisurely sliding five inches of my cock in and out of her wet mouth. She slowly sucked him in a smooth, even rhythm. Up and down, in and out, no hurry. It was mesmerizing.
Suddenly we heard Roger cry out from the bedroom. "Holy fuck YES! YES!" Christy stopped her blowjob and looked up at me, grinning from ear to ear.
"I guess mom and Roger had the same idea!" Then she put her warm mouth back on my cock and continued her sensuous fellatio.
Wanting me to cum, she started concentrating on my frenulum with her tongue. She rubbed it hard, she rubbed it soft, she twiddled it with the tip of her tongue. Then she'd stroke four inches in her mouth a few times. Then she’d jack him off, her thumb pressing on my frenulum. Round and round she'd alternate until I couldn’t hold it any longer.
"That's it, that's it, baby. You've got me. Here it comes." She wrapped her lips tightly around his head as I shot my cum in her mouth. With each spasm she would rub my frenulum with her tongue and suck in hard on my glans. It was a short but intense orgasm.
Taking a clue from her mom, Christy tilted her head back letting me see her swallow my juice. Then she leaned in and gave me a sloppy, wet kiss.
Pam and Roger emerged from the bedroom, Pam adjusting her skirt. Roger still had a wet spot of pre-cum on his shorts, and his cock, still half hard, was clearly visible.
Roger spoke up. "That about does it, Pam. Any questions?" Pam shook her head no. "Now, just remember, if you need anything, I mean anything, you just call me, okay?" And with that, he was off and running.
Pam went into full on responsible adult mode. She started taking stock and making a list of everything they'd need. Food, sponges, toilet bowl brush, dish soap, coffee pot ... all the essentials.
"Some of this we'll need right away, some will have to wait until we make some money. Christy, if you’re living here, you'll have to contribute your fair share. I can't afford everything on my money alone. But I have enough left over for some groceries to begin with. We'll fill in, little by little after that. Christy, can you start a grocery list? And no junk food!"