The following sunup, Chester A. Arthur and I went hiking in St. Maarten, while Betty and Sean went horseback riding. We enjoyed their party at dinner again. Even though his wife was so far ever give, I had to admit to myself that Sean was interesting, to say the least.

The side by side time I met Sean was in the gym on an speed deck of the ship - a day at sea. Arthur was running outside on the very top pack of cards - not a gym mortal - and Betty managed to stay shapely without exercising at all. Although we 'd all managed to tell our life storey, minus many closed book, at the dinner party table, Sean and I managed to come upon up a conversation while we used the two treadmills and later, the stationary bike. My gym clothes show off my figure pretty well. Sean is no slouch either - not a muscle man, just obviously fit with a hefty body revealed in his tank top.

Sean suggested we go for coffee, and we got in mite with the other two by cell phone. Betty came up from their cabin in a coloured shift, her two-piece underneath. Arthur took a shower before he joined us. After a nice confabulation we all went on about our business, though we sat for potable with them poolside and saw them again at the dinner table. Of course of action, Chester Alan Arthur and I were having sex morning time, noon and night whenever we were in the cabin.

On the tierce day, Curacao, Arthur took an excursion to see a cave, but we 'd been to that island before and I was n't that interested in seeing the famed cave again. I said I 'd go shopping after the gym and kissed Arthur bye. Betty went to a rain timber which held no involvement for Sean. So the break of the day started out in the gym, and shortly after I started my workout, Sean arrived in his shorts and tank top. We worked out together and it almost became a challenge session. I coulda beat him, ha ha, but chose to let him win, haha.

Then coffee - Irish whiskey coffee - and another. And a hanker New World chat. Where 'd you go to schooltime ? What did you study ? play ? Yeah. The conversation got more personal. Boys must have chased you everywhere. Ladies'man, huh. It was clearly there were Muriel Spark. And opportunity.

'' You really are a beautiful woman, Margo. ``

'' Why thank you. '' foresightful silence. Staring at each other not certain what to say.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? '' Sean offered.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? '' I replied.

'' I 'll be in cabin 1436. ``

'' I need a shower. ``

'' I do, too. Use ours. ``

Sean headed aft and I discretely left toward the bow. A few minutes later I pressed the doorbell at his cabin. He had already slipped the `` DO NOT DISTURB '' carte into the little slot.

As soon as the door closed, we started ripping each other 's dress off, what few we were wearing. deeply petting ensued, with Sean 's custody pushing my breasts up and mine holding his fully erect cock.

'' shower bath first, '' I insisted. I was n't about to get in bed with a new man smelling the way I did, especially since there may receive been evidence of Arthur 's presence in certain places.

We squeezed into the little shower stall and started to lather each other up. It felt so nice, his hands gliding smoothly over every share of my torso. I loved it when he softly washed my bosom and thoroughly cleaned my pussy. I turned him to do his back and turned him again to do his pectus. Then I got down on my genu to wash his substructure and legs and oh yeah his beautiful putz, caressing his balls and smoothly stroking his soapy jibe. And when I was sure the spray had rinsed that off, I took it in my mouth and listened to his moan as I slurped it in and out.

Sean stood me unsloped before he would have cum and squeezed us tightly together. He used his cock to stroke front to back between my legs giving us both a nice feeling. Eventually, I leaned back against the cascade wall and guided him inside me. We fucked like that for a few bit til it got uncomfortable. I turned and guided him back into me from behind. His thrusting became more urgent and then I felt his irruption from each fortuity deep inside me. We separated and I turned to hug and osculate him with his limp pipe organ pressed against my belly.

'' That was tremendous. ``

'' Oh yes it surely was. ``

We dried off with the same towel so as not to arouse misgiving with Betty. I used a wet washcloth between my legs first so there was no evidence on the towel.

There was a sloshed spot on the rag when we got in bed. Betty and he also had obviously been enjoying themselves.

'' Sorry about that, '' he said. I just giggled and pushed him back onto the bed.

I knelt next to his supine organic structure and took his electronic organ in my deal. It was already filling out again, and I could n't resist licking it all over and taking his Lucille Ball one by one in my rima oris. Before long he nudged me down and we laid facing each others'sex. I lifted one leg up so his read/write head could go between my legs and took his shaft in my mouth.

I had n't had much of an climax in the shower, but his ministrations with his natural language sent me over the top. Just as that was subsiding he pushed two fingers deep into my vagina and I came again even inviolable.

I had backed off a bit on his cock and only had the tip in my sass. Suddenly he shoved it deeper into my mouth ; he could hold off no yearner. I had enjoyed the taste of a man 's succus ever since that first prison term in high schooling - well another boy was fucking me at the same time so my pleasure index was pretty high. snapshot after shaft blew into my mouth and I savored every drop of Sean 's semen.

We were fairly well spent after that, so we just went over to their balcony and leaned against the railing. It was on the water English, but still I wondered if someone on the across the harbor would remark two nude fornicator there.

After a few unruffled moments, Sean asked, `` It 's not your first time, is it ? Cheating I mean. ``

'' No, '' I sighed.

'' Me neither. ''

We stayed there quietly for several More minutes, just enjoying the salt duck soup against our bodies.

At some point, Sean found his way around behind me, took my breast in his hands from behind and played with my nipples. I could feel him getting harder against my back. After a while I pushed my behind out and let him enter me again. The dense motion of workmanship in the harbor seemed to match his slow up and deep throw that were so satisfying.

Eventually we meandered back to the bed. I laid on my back and Sean climbed over me, smothering me with kisses that eventually moved all over my soundbox - infantry, leg, dummy, tum and pussy - before I begged him to fuck me again. I 'd had a couple more sexual climax with his foreplay and one Sir Thomas More came as his flood tide neared. Finally with a deep moan he let go. God, I was enjoying this man !

Sean watched me clean up again with the same washcloth and put my clothes back on. We hugged and kissed again - he was still naked - and I was about to slip out the door. But even though I had to go shopping to reassert my cover story, I could n't resist taking his rooster, covered with both our succus in my oral cavity one more time. He let me suck on him till another hot load of his cum pulsed into my throat.

It was awkward trying to come across again on the ship, and it did n't materialize former than a couple of deep buss when nobody else was in the gym. We exchanged underground email addresses on the final morning.

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We wrote back and forth a few twenty-four hour period later, telling each other how marvellous that day had been and how gracious our buss were and how nice it would be if we could somehow get together again.

We engaged in fantasy emails about what we would do if we hiked off into the forest somewhere together or took a canoe on a hidden lake or crawled into a secret cave. We advanced to phone sex when we both had some privacy. That was a new delight for me.

I had heard about a video recording telephone chat service for buff - this was before the explosion of picture conferencing that we 've all learned to hate - and suggested we try it. Let me just say it was incredibly exciting to watch each other masturbate on the information processing system screen. Sean loved it when I fucked myself with a dildo during the show. I loved watching his juices shoot out when he came.

But after each instalment, I would say, `` I wish that cock was inside me for real. ``

And Sean would say, `` I wish it was fucking your hot wet snatch til I could n't book off filling you with my cum. ``

Finally, we could n't resist and started working on a design. It turns out there is a hiking lead Midway between our household and our plan centered around that. A day arrived when we both were alone and could spend a few hours together. We drove to a trail headspring and parked our car.

I got into the front seat of Sean 's car and we immediately started making out. Soon I had his putz in my hand and his hand wandered under my tee shirt before he opened my boxershorts and slipped it into my step-in. It was getting hot and I 'm sure we would suffer both cum had another car not turned into the trail head word lot. We quickly put ourselves back together.

Like hook up with hikers, we got out of the car, clipped our water bottles to our shorts, sprayed each other with bug spraying and headed down the trail. We actually had no idea if we could rule someplace to sneak off in private, but a mile down the path, there was a rooftree off to the right hand and we went exploring. Down the other side, there was a gurgle brook and we found ourselves completely out of sight of the trail.

We sat on a large rock music and resumed our play that had been interrupted in the car. We were shy about exposing ourselves at initiative, but the passionateness soon have the best us and my shorts and step-in ended up on the timber base. Sean pushed my tee shirt up and undid my bra. He knelt in the leaf and sucked and licked my pap. Then his aspect was between my branch and my coming started to build.

'' Oh Sean, fuck me, bonk me now, '' I begged.

But the John Rock did n't puzzle out too well as a professorship or the bound of a bed. When I leaned back there was no position for my cubitus. So I stood up, turned around and leaned over the rock music, propping myself up on my hands.

Sean really loved that view and spent a few more minutes licking and fingering my slit. Oh my god, I wanted his cock.

'' Please, please, fuck me. Fuck me now ! ! ``

He stood and grabbed my tits from behind and played there for a bit. Then he finger fucked me one more clip before I felt his terrific shaft push all the way in. `` Oh god, Oh god. '' Not only that, but his still wet fingers moved to be rimming my asshole. As he shoved in again and again, I felt spatter lsnd on my asshole and soon there was a digit in there, too. `` Ohhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh. '' I was sure enough my moans carried all the way back to the trail, `` Oh Sean, Sean. ``

'' You can fuck me where your fingerbreadth is if you want, '' I managed to mutter. More spit on my coffin nail hole and his slimy shaft pushed into my ass. I managed to hold myself up on one deal and pleasure my button with the former as his separatrix intensified in my rear.

When he was about to cum, he pulled out and entered my vagina again. A few strokes and his hot juices started to fill me. I could feel them leaking out as stroke after stroke pumped more into me. `` So undecomposed. So good, '' I moaned til I came myself.

I stood and a lump of everything ran down my leg. The only matter I had to pass over myself off was my panties. Sean let me use his tee shirt and then rinsed it off in the creek. We climbed back over the ridge, and when we were trusted nobody would see us coming out of the wood, We got back on the lead. I 'm sure that citizenry who passed us wondered how that shirt got so wet.

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Further on, behold, the trail passed behind a small motel. It looked like the perfect no-tell venue. We looked each other in the eyes.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? ``

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? ``

We had found our habitation away from base, so to speak, for months to hail .