A nubile 20 yr old gorgeous slut hides on my boat as I leave on a passage up the east coast of Florida.
32. The Stowaway
In the morning I took a taxi to the grocery store and bought enough provisions and drink for a ten day passage. Of course, it wasn't that far to the next port, but I wasn't really sure what my next port-of-call was. I was just planning to cast off and see where I ended up.
I was back aboard well before noon. I stowed everything and ran up to the office to check out and take one more quick shower. As I was checking out at the office, I saw Vista walking by. I figured that she was going to visit Celine.
"Oh, hi Vista. Fancy seeing you here. I had an amazing time with you last night. Thank you." I didn't notice or pay attention to the gym bag in her hand. "I'm just going to take a quick shower and walk to the fuel dock to make arrangements to take on fuel, top off my water and get pumped out. Then I'm on my way. Give me one more hug before I go."
"Hey, Sailor. I'm just on my way to visit Celine. Hope you have a safe journey. Sure was nice meeting you. Please look me up if you're ever this way again." She gave me a big bear hug and a kiss on the lips. It felt good to have her tiny body pressed against mine, her ass cheek moulded perfectly in my hand.
I showered, then walked down to the fuel dock and made arrangements with the dockhand to catch my lines when I approached. Returning to the Love Boat, I cranked her up, cast off and headed to the fuel dock. It took half an hour or so to finish the process. Once complete, I pointed her out to open water.
Once out of the harbor inlet, I turned left, headed up the east coast of Florida. Miami was the next major port although there were numerous stopping points along the way. The wind was just right so I deployed both my mainsail and the jib. Once trimmed, I was on my way.
Here was my happy place, trumped only by sex. On the open ocean, healed over at 20 degrees, sails full, ten miles offshore, land rapidly disappearing from view. This was it for me. Nirvana.
The wind was a constant 15 knots, gusting to 20-25. Perfect for my boat, pushing me along at 7+ knots. I debated whether to head farther offshore to pick up the Gulfstream which would add yet another 3 to 5 knots of speed. I decided against it because I got a late start and I really wasn't in any hurry to get anywhere in particular.
The first real port along the way was Key Largo. Yes, the same Key Largo as the movie. I decided to approach the coast but not enter the inlet, choosing to simply find an area with 10 feet of water just offshore and drop anchor. This method is, first of all, free, and second, avoids all the hassle of motoring in and finding a suitable anchorage or marina. It also allows a very easy exit in the morning. Just pull up the anchor and go.
I saw a likely spot on the north end of the Key. I dumped the sails and motored there, dropping anchor in 8 feet of water, about 200 yards offshore. Once I was convinced the anchor was set and I wasn't dragging, I shut down the engine. There was still an hour or more of daylight to enjoy.
Relieved that I was now set for the night, I went below and poured a generous glass of scotch. I retired to the cockpit to survey the coastline and to enjoy watching the sun go down.
Suddenly, I heard some odd noises down below. It sounded as if someone was there, doors opening and closing. It confused me because nobody was aboard when I left the fuel dock. At least, nobody I knew about.
Imagine my total shock and surprise when tiny little Vista poked her pretty face up in the companionway! Holy fuck! I rubbed my eyes as if I was seeing things that weren't really there. My jaw dropped and a wave of surprise and, well, I guess you might call it horror swept across my face. I was so stunned I was speechless. Not only couldn't I utter a word, but I wouldn't know what words to say. Once again with this pretty little siren, I was gobsmacked.
As she poked her head up the companionway, her beautiful expressive eyes spoke before she opened her mouth. They radiated an innocent, pleading, demanding message all in one look.
"Before you throw me overboard, hear me out. Please." She tentatively climbed up into the cockpit and sat next to me. "I know you're mad, I know you're upset. But can I please have one of those scotch things before I explain?"
I tossed down my entire tumbler of scotch before I shoved my empty glass at her angrily barking "Refill mine while you're at it. I can't wait to hear this."
Her lithe little body scampered below and she returned with two full drinks. I must admit, if I had to deal with a stowaway, she would be my choice. The view of that tight little ass wiggling down the steps eased the horror of what I feared.
"Okay, Sailor. I've made it no secret how I feel about you. I still feel the same way. You are my sun, my moon, my stars. You've everything to me. I couldn't just let you sail away. That would have devastated me. I might never have recovered. I saw no other option but to come with you. Since you didn't invite me - well ... here I am."
I worked hard on my drink as I desperately tried to figure out what to do. I didn't respond right away, instead focusing on my drink. As I worked at emptying my glass, Vista shifted uncomfortably back and forth in her seat, waiting for an answer. At one point she placed her hand on my thigh, once again staking her "claim" on me.
She saw that my glass was now empty. "Can I get you another? I don't want you to go without." She ripped the glass from my hand as she leaned over, kissed me on the cheek, and scurried below. Again, her perfect body caught my eye. That perfect ass, the flat belly, the optimal tits. I was in trouble and I knew it.
Scotch number two was already clouding my thoughts. I knew that scotch number three would have me succumb and end up with us fucking each other silly. There was absolutely no easy answer, at least not at the moment.
Realistically, I wouldn't be able to offload this tiny nymph until we made Miami. And we were on anchor, a day's sail distant. Might as well turn lemons into lemonade.
Vista returned and handed me my fresh drink. I still hadn't said a word in response to her explanation. She stared at me, her eyes pleading, demanding some sort of response. Finally, she chugged her whole drink in one take. Setting her empty glass down she said "I know you're upset with me. This is all I can offer to sooth you."
She put her hand on the back of my neck and leaned over planting her ruby lips on mine. It was hard to resist. As confused and agitated as I was, the scotch helped me get over it. I responded by rubbing my lips against hers, searching for her soft tongue.
Soon we were in a heavy makeout session. Sloppy wet kisses, tongues on overdrive, hands roaming everywhere. Her optimal size tits were just the right size, my hand embracing them. Her narrow torso felt tight as my hand slid up and down it. My hands caressed her hips, perfect handles for sex.
Eventually, she led me below. She was being ultra-solicitous, tending to my every need. As I stood there, still trying to figure it all out, she undressed me. First my shirt was unbuttoned and peeled away. Then came my shorts, unbuckled and dropped to the floor. She guided me onto the bed laying down.
The scotch was in full force and effect. My mind was a jumble of thoughts and feelings swirling around. This little hottie had powers over me like no one else. I felt helpless lying there watching her disrobe.
I saw her perky, firm tits revealed. Then the smooth, silky skin of her torso. She wiggled her hips when she shed her tight shorts, pulling them over her hips and that glorious ass. While observing her reveal her young, toned body, piece by piece, I realized that I had a fully hard cock, standing at attention, throbbing for some attention.
Vista slowly climbed on top and leaned over to smother me with more kisses. She rubbed her open mouth against mine and pressed her hard nipples into my chest. This handsome trollop was sexy as hell and knew how to use her charms to get what she wanted.
I knew what I wanted. And she delivered. With her lips still locked on mine, she reached between her legs and placed my hard cock at her slit. She rubbed it around, just enough to part her pussy lips. Then she slowly sank down in one smooth motion until her ass rested on my thighs. Her moans as my dick stretched her cunt open were satisfying.
Sitting upright now, she cooed "Ooohhh, Sailor, it feels wonderful sitting on you with your fat cock all the way up my pussy. I hope it feels good for you, too. I was hoping you'd find your whisky dick and we could fuck like this until the wee hours."
Not waiting for a reply, she leaned down again and started a sexy, slow motion fuck. Her pussy was very tight, very wet, and swelled up inside to administer a 5 star job on my stiff dick. Leaning against my chest, I could feel her hard nipples pressing my flesh as she slowly raised and lowered her pelvis. Her cunt felt amazing as she took it from tip to balls.
Her breathing quickened but her pussy remained in first gear. She just kept sliding her tight pussy up and down my shaft very slowly, rhythmically. Vista was in no hurry. It seemed like her only goal was to shower me with pleasure. She was achieving her goal.
"Does that feel as good to you as it does to me?" Vista asked rhetorically. "It's the best feeling ever to have my tight little cunt wrapped around your fat dick. The way he spreads her open feels, well ... it just sends waves of pleasure through my whole body. I only want this to end once you cum inside me. Are you ready to fill me with your love juice, Sailor?"
Without speaking a word, I cupped her tiny ass cheeks in my hands and lifted her pelvis. My dick increased the pace and started ramming up her hole. It pounded her and pounded her as she gasped in ecstasy. She tried to force her hips downward to meet my thrusts, so I moved my hands to her hips. She was now sitting upright again and my pulling her hips downward fell in sync with her own bouncing on my cock.
I watched her stunning face; damn she was attractive! Seeing her beautiful face, her modest tits, her smooth skin and feeling that tight, wet cunt fuck my dick did me in. Sensing my impending explosion, she pushed her butt down, my dick deep inside her, and prepared to receive my ejaculate. In a twist, she reached one hand around and clutched my balls.
My cock poured out a stream of cum, spasm after spasm, causing me to jerk with each one. She remained sitting on me, savoring a well earned load of cum filling her pussy.
Still holding my dick as a prisoner in her vagina, she spoke softly. "Sailor, I hope you don’t stay mad at me. I'm here as a last resort because I saw no other way. If you can understand and accept that I'll be forever grateful. And you'll get to have your way with me any time your heart desires." She leaned down and planted a wet kiss on my mouth as she rolled off.