Catalina vacation
It's the 29th of June and you are off work until July 5th. When you come out
from work, there is another limo waiting for you. This time we don't have to
kidnap you. You walk straight to the car and get in. As expected, I am naked and
reclining on a pile of cushions and waiting for you. I tear your clothes off and
climb onto your willing body. You are now lying on the cushions and I straddle
you. Slowly I lower myself onto your erect cock and take all of you into my hot
and lubed ass. I lean forward and caress your chest as I start to move up and
down on your stiff cock. There is a certain urgency in my ministrations to you.
We aren't going very far as I have rented a house with sail boat in Newport
Beach, and that is our destination. You are smiling contentedly as I continue my
assault on your cock. As I do this, I am at the same time jerking myself off.
You reach out to do it for me, but I won't let you. After a hard week at the
office, I want you to simply lie there and relax and enjoy what I am doing to
you. You tell me that you are close to cumming and I increase the speed of my
hand movements on myself.
We both come in a yelling, screaming climax--you deep inside me and me all over
your stomach and chest. I bend down and lick you off, then I kiss you and you
swallow my mouthful of cum. Then you slowly slip out of me and I take you into
my mouth and clean you off. I hand you a Speedo and you put it on, while I do
likewise. Very shortly we arrive at a walled and gated house and the gate opens.
As we move up the driveway, the gate swings closed and we are totally private,
away from prying eyes. The car stops in front of a large English-country-style
house and we go inside.
The view from the front door goes straight through to the back of the house and
a wall of french doors. Beyond the doors is a 45-foot sail boat bobbing at the
private dock. I remove my Speedo and drop to my knees and remove yours. I take
you by the hand and guide you toward the stairs.
We go up and there is a lavish bedroom with a view out to the Pacific with a
small balcony. We go in and lie on the bed. You are exhausted from working all
week, plus I have just sapped you of whatever energy you had left. There is the
by-now-familiar champagne bucket and a tray of hors d'oeuvres. I pour you a
glass of champagne and feed you tidbits. Before long you are drifting off to
sleep with a very satisfied smile on your face. I cover your face with tender
kisses and wish you a good sleep. After what seems to you like a moment, but
actually is 5 hours, you awake refreshed and I am lying on my stomach with my
head in your crotch.
I fill my mouth with your rapidly-growing cock and start to suck on it. You moan
softly. This is all the encouragement I need and I increase my assault on your
cock. You, with your strength renewed, push me away. You turn me onto my back
and take my cock into your mouth. You start in on a masterful blow job, while
your hands caress my chest and stomach, lingering to pinch my nipples. Now it's
my turn to moan. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
My head is thrashing from side to side. I am getting frantic. You are relentless
and I am getting quite frantic. Summoning all the strength I can, I manage to
turn you around so that i can get at your cock. In my frenzied state, I take you
in with one gulp. I clutch at your ass and draw you in as far as is possible.
You start to fuck my face with total abandon and your mouth doesn't miss a
stroke on my cock. I am gasping and moaning. The smell of man-sex is everywhere.
We are both sweating. The odors are totally intoxicating, just what we both need
to drive us over the edge.
It is only a matter of minutes before we are each shooting our seed into each
other's mouth. We draw the sheet up to cover our nakedness and I reach out and
ring a small, discrete bell on the bedside table. It is only a moment and the
chauffeur/butler appears and pours us each some champagne, and then he
withdraws. As we lie there catching our breath, your arm around my shoulders, my
head resting on your chest, I start to tell you what is in store for the rest of
the weekend. You can't think of a single thing that I have forgotten. Soon,
rejuvenated by the brief rest and the champagne, I lead you once again by the
hand and we go into the adjoining bathroom and fill the 8-foot jacuzzi with
steaming hot water.
We get in and soak for a while, then we take turns washing each other with large
sea sponges. We get out and go to the large glass-enclosed shower and rinse the
soap from our bodies and we dry each other off. We slip into little seersucker
robes and go out onto the balcony. There is a moon shining on the ocean and we
just sit there, basking in the glow of our love for each other and wondering
what stroke of luck brought us to that moment in time. Soon, it becomes too
chilly to sit out any longer, and we go inside and the butler brings us a light
supper which we eat sitting in the chairs in front of the fireplace. Before he
leaves, the chauffeur lights the fire. After we have eaten, we wheel the food
cart into the hall and retire to the huge bed. You lie on your back, I on my
side. I am resting my head once again on your chest with an arm across your
stomach and you put your arms around me. Very soon we are both drifting off to
sleep.
The butler wakes us in the morning with a quiet rap on the door. When he comes
in, it is with a tray of orange juice, coffee and plates of croissants. We sit
up in bed and partake of this wonderful breakfast and go out onto the balcony to
enjoy the morning light and have a second cup of coffee. Soon, we are both in
the shower getting rejuvenated and we go downstairs. The butler has packed us
each a small bag with bathing suits, sun screen and essential toiletries. We
pick them up and head out to the boat. After stowing our bags below, we cast off
and let the light breeze carry us out to sea. With your help, we hoist all the
sails and set off on a leisurely sail to Catalina.
Very soon we discard our bathing suits and rub sun screen all over each other. I
put the boat on auto pilot and we just lie on the foredeck and bask in the rays
of the sun. We are living like kings and we know it. Not for one minute do we
take any of this for granted, and we each silently give thanks for our good
fortune in being able to live like this, and for having found each other. The
butler has stocked the refrigerator with fried chicken, meat pies, salads, iced
tea etc. for us to have for lunch. When we near Catalina the sun is setting and
I take the boat off auto pilot. We sail around the island until I find a
secluded cove in which to drop anchor and spend the night. After a leisurely
swim, we have a bite to eat and retire to the queen-sized berth in the forward
cabin.
We lean back against the padded headboard and gaze lovingly into one another's
eyes. I can't help myself. Your deep pools of liquid emerald never fail to
arouse me. I reach out and run my hand from your lips down to your navel. You
take my hand and return it to your lips and kiss it. With my other hand I reach
out and caress your cock. It stirs at my tender touch. I slide down until I am
lying on my back on the bed, and you straddle my hips. You lean forward and,
holding my head in your hands, cover my face with sweet kisses. I reach for your
chest and begin an assault on your nipples. This causes your cock to spring
fully to life and I reach down and take it in my hand. You throw your head back,
close your eyes and let out a soft, low moan.
I then take both of our cocks in my hand and slowly stroke them together. I draw
my knees up on either side and you slide down into the void where my legs had
been. I rock my pelvis up and present my hot and hungry hole to your hard cock.
You give me an experimental prod and, finding no resistance, you start to slowly
enter me. By the time you are fully inside me my cock is throbbing and a few
tears of joy spill from my eyes, even as I smile up at you. You begin a slow,
gentle rocking motion that is helped along by the motion of the boat moving with
the ocean swells. So far not a word has been spoken; we don't need to talk. We
can convey all that we need to by simply looking into each other's eyes.
I reach down and start to stroke my cock and you attempt to replace my hand with
yours. I shake my head "No" and you acquiesce. I am afraid that if you touch me
I will cum and I don't want to. Not just yet. After what seems like an eternity,
I feel your cock swell even more and get even harder. I know that your climax is
imminent. I increase the movements of my hand on myself and very shortly I am
shooting great streams of semen onto my chest and stomach. The clenching of my
sphincter sends you over the edge and your cock starts to pulse inside me,
shooting your seed deep inside my ass. You collapse on top of me and my arms go
around you.
I hold you tightly for a few minutes and then reluctantly climb down from the
berth. I once again take you by the hand and lead you up to the afterdeck. We
climb down the ladder to the swim platform and slip into the warm waters of the
Pacific. We leisurely swim around the boat and end up by the platform where we
tread water, embrace and exchange sweet kisses. Cleansed of the evidence of our
lovemaking, we once again climb up the ladder and you recline on the banquette
while I go below and make up a plate of roast beef sandwiches from the stock of
food in the refrigerator.
I bring these up to the deck with a couple of bottles of Heineken and we feast.
Simple food has never tasted so good. The moon and stars are out and the mast
light is winking. We see several shooting stars and make a wish with each one.
Before long, exhaustion overtakes us and we go below and climb back onto the
bed. We pull a sheet up and lie there with our arms around one another, waiting
for sleep to come.
It must have come quickly, for when we awake with the sun, we have no
remembrance of even going to bed. We were that tired. We awake refreshed, and I
push you back onto the bed with my palm on your chest. You don't fight me.
Smiling, you playfully ask me "What are you doing?" and I reply with "Never you
mind; just lie here and behave". I swoop down and take your cock into my hot
mouth and start to suck with abandon. You immediately spring to life. I lift
your legs into the air and rest them on my shoulders, which exposes your brown
rosebud to me. I lock my lips on it and probe with my tongue. You start to toss
your head slowly from side to side. Eventually I am able to get just the tip of
my tongue inside and I tongue fuck you.
Then I lick a finger and slowly let it take the place of my tongue, which is
busy once again on your cock. After a few minutes I insert a second finger and
you push your ass against my hand in an attempt to take in more. I begin a slow
in and out motion and you lift your ass off the bed to meet me. This is my cue
and I withdraw my hand and entwine three fingers together and work them all
inside you. By this time you are really thrashing your head about, so I withdraw
my fingers and approach you with my stiff cock. You ask me to be gentle. This is
relatively new to you, so of course I will be gentle. Very slowly I start to
push my cock into your beautiful, smooth behind. It feels exquisite. You are so
hot in there. I begin to fuck you and the smile on your face tells me all that I
need to know. I reach for your hard cock and start to jerk it.
You are meeting my every thrust and our bodies crash together. My balls are
slapping against your ass. The smell of our lovemaking and our sweat hangs heavy
in the cabin. It is like an aphrodisiac. Soon, you tell me that you are close to
cumming, so I stop. I bend down and kiss you and you take my tongue with such
force that I wonder if you are trying to rip it out of my mouth. You clutch at
my shoulders and rake your nails down my back. I throw my head back and scream
your name. You scream my name back at me. We are totally out of control. We are
just a couple of fuck machines. I pick up the pace even more and you yell out
how much you love me. I begin to feel the familiar sensation in my loins that
tells me that I am about to climax. I step up my action on your cock and let
myself shoot deep into your willing manpussy.
Within seconds, you shoot long streams of semen all over your torso. One of them
reaches your face. When we have each finished with our spasms I release your
legs from my shoulders. The contractions of your ass force my cock out. I lean
down and lick your cum from your face. You draw my face down and kiss me deeply,
tasting yourself on my tongue. Then you force me onto my back and take my cock
into your mouth where you taste my semen and your ass juices. With this
perfunctory cleaning up done, we get off the bed and go out into the galley. I
put on a pot of coffee and we go up to the deck. We get back into the ocean to
swim around the boat and by the time we have done that and gotten back aboard,
the coffee is ready and I go below and make up a platter of fresh fruit, cheese
and muffins. I bring all this and the coffee up to the deck and we gorge
ourselves on this light but tasty and nourishing continental breakfast.
After breakfast, we nap for an hour and then tidy up the few dishes and make the
bed. We haul up the anchors and hoist the sails. We are setting off for Avalon,
on the other side of the island. We are in no hurry, so we take our time. Along
the way, we see porpoises riding our bow wave. They are so beautiful and
playful, they remind me of ourselves. It takes a few hours, but we arrive at the
harbor and tie up at the guest dock. An attendant comes to assist us and we ask
him to go to the marina shop and bring us shorts and t-shirts, since all we have
to wear is our speedos.
Before long he returns and we put on the new clothes and venture forth to
explore the town. We stroll down what we perceive to be the main drag and soon
come upon a tavern that seems to cater to a male only clientele. It advertises
"adult entertainment". We are feeling daring and venture inside. It is cool and
dark, and we take a table and order a couple of beers and hamburgers. Before
long some pounding, disco-like music comes over the sound system and the lights
dim. A spotlight shines onto the tiny stage. A very attractive young blonde man
comes out from behind the curtain. He proceeds to dance quite erotically and in
perfect time to the music. He seems to be paying particular attention to you. I
smile at this, but you are mortified. Piece by piece he removes his clothing, so
that by the time the third song starts, he is wearing only a G-string. He is
tilting his pelvis directly in front of your face.
Your face is beet red. This young man is in excellent shape and has very smooth,
globular buns. He is only inches from you and he pulls down the top of his
G-string and shows you his thick cock. Then he removes his G-string entirely and
drops it into your lap. He stands there rocking his pelvis and bouncing his cock
in time to the music. Suddenly, he whirls about and dances away to the curtain
at the back of the stage. He goes out of sight for a moment and returns with a
large dildo. He lies down on the floor and caresses his body with it, paying
particular attention to his butt hole. We both find this very erotic. He writhes
around on the floor and ends up quite close to our table. He places the dildo on
the floor and squats over it.
Very slowly he allows his body to sink towards the floor. His aim is flawless
and the dildo starts to disappear up his ass. He doesn't stop until he has all
of it buried in his beautiful butt. He remains in this position and bounces
lightly in time to the music. His cock starts to swell and he reaches for it. He
starts to stroke it and very quickly it reaches its full potential, which is
impressive. With his strong leg muscles straining, he raises himself to a
standing position, holding the dildo inside his ass. He takes a few steps toward
you and sticks his cock in your face. You mutter an oath and reach out, grab his
hips and draw his cock forward and into your mouth. He fucks your face for a
moment or two and then dances away. As the song is nearing its end he dances
back to our table, stroking his cock all the while.
He stands directly in front of our table and increases the tempo of his strokes.
Within a minute his body becomes rigid and he looks straight into your eyes and
shoots his load onto our table. The music is just seconds from being over. He
smiles, winks at you and the lights go off. When they go back on, almost
immediately, he is nowhere to be seen. But we know he was real because he left
his deposit on the table. While you attempt to compose yourself, I go to the bar
and settle the bill. When I return to the table, I am smiling. You get up and
start to head for the door and I grab your hand and pull you back. I lead you in
a different direction, toward a door on the other side. When we go through it,
we are confronted by a staircase. I lead you up the stairs and, after having a
brief look around, we use a key that the bartender gave me to enter one of the
doors. I reach inside and flick on the light, and there, sitting on the edge of
a king-sized water bed, is the young stripper who we had just seen downstairs.
He smiled and beckoned to us to come and join him. He wearing just a robe. When
we got to the edge of the bed he reached out and started to remove your clothes.
You protested, but I told you to relax and enjoy the moment. I started to
disrobe but he put up a hand to indicate that I shouldn't. So I watched as he
focused his attention on you. He undid the buttons on your shirt and as he moved
it over your shoulders to remove it, he bent his head to your chest and bit your
nipples. You let out a low moan and closed your eyes. Then he removed your
shorts and drew you down onto the edge of the bed. He rose and knelt in front of
you. He lifted each foot in turn and removed your shoes and socks and put them
and your pants neatly off to one side.
Then he turned and disrobed me in a similar fashion. When we were both stripped
down to our boxers, he sat between us on the edge of the bed. His mouth bent
first to my mouth and then to yours. He kissed each of us deeply and
passionately. He dropped the robe to show his perfectly-shaped 7" cock with its
mushroom head. He went down on his knees before me and removed my boxers. My
cock leapt to attention as his mouth engulfed me. At the same time his hand made
its way through the fly front of your boxers. We exchanged a glance. You had a
look of rapture on your face while I looked more like a deer caught in the
headlights. All too soon he released my cock
from his mouth and turned his attention to you. After removing your boxers he
bent to your cock. I asked him to please lie on his back so that you could get
on all fours above him and fuck his mouth. This was so that I could get behind
you and bury my tongue in your hot ass. A low moan escaped your lips. He turned
himself around so that not only could you continue your assault on his mouth,
but you could also take him into your mouth while I continued to tongue fuck
you.
Soon I replaced my tongue with two fingers and I could feel how tight you were.
My fingers began to move in and out of your sweet hot ass. The stripper's hands
reached up and pulled the cheeks of your ass apart which exposed you more.
Moving with the grace of a ballet dancer, the stripper positioned himself in
front of you on all fours. You took the cue and mounted him. He was already well
lubed and you entered him with no difficulty. Watching this was too much for me
so I got behind you and with a little push my cock head was inside you.
I slowly, but gently and lovingly, kept pushing until all of me was inside your
hot and willing ass. The stripper and I paused, motionless, while your hips
started to piston back and forth. This way you were able to control the
movements as you were both fucked and getting fucked. Your hands were one, on
his hip, and two, jacking his cock. Your mouth opened and all that came out was
aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh". The three of us were slick with sweat and the only sound
was the slapping of male flesh. This was too hot of a scene to last very long
and with scarcely any warning my cock erupted in your ass. While you continued
to jack him off he too succumbed to the passion of the movement and shot huge
ropes of cum onto the bed and all over your hand. The clenching of his muscles
drew you to your own climax and with a lusty yell you started to pump his ass
full of your sweet seed.
The three of us collapsed in a heap of sweaty, panting bodies. After cleaning
ourselves up as best we could, we dressed and left, kissing our host goodbye. As
we were walking down the stairs you asked me what prompted me to arrange the
tryst. I looked lovingly into your eyes and quietly said "Belated Happy
Birthday, my love". Then I took you into my arms and gave you a long and tender
kiss, my hands cupping your ass. "This is how much I love you; that I would
share you with another, confident that you would remain otherwise true to me."
We held hands and walked to the exit and out into the bright sunshine of the
early afternoon. As pre-arranged, the private van from the Inn on Mount Ada was
waiting for us. We were soon driving around the harbor and up to the beautiful
white mansion on the mountain. When we registered we were given the keys to a
golf cart for our use in getting around Avalon. The first thing we did was to
travel back to town and buy some more clothes. Then we returned to the inn to
rest until dinner. We were staying in the Grand Suite and it certainly lived up
to its name.
Our reservation for dinner was for 8 o'clock. After we got up from our naps, we
dressed and went down to the dining room. We were shown to a table by a window
overlooking Avalon Harbor. As we crossed the room, we were dazzled by the
glittering crystal chandeliers and the gleaming hardwood floors. Because the inn
only takes a maximum of 16 guests at a time and does not serve meals to
travellers, there are only three choices of entree on the menu. We both order
prime rib of beef au jus garni, with chilled cream of asparagus soup to start.
The sommelier suggests a California Riesling with the soup, a French Burgundy
with the beef and with the chocolate mousse cake for dessert, a Canadian ice
wine. We finish with coffee and cognac served on the terrace outside our room.
Feeling the need of some exercise before turning in for the night, we walked
down to the Casino and took in a movie in the Avalon Theatre. Jack Nicholson was
hosting a charity event in the Ballroom and we could hear the orchestra as we
entered the building. We were tempted to crash it, but decided against it, as we
weren't dressed for the occasion. By the time the movie got out we were quite
tired so, rather than walk all the way back up Mt. Ada we called the inn and
they sent the van to pick us up. When we entered our suite the bed was turned
down and a small light had been turned on. We stripped and fell into bed
exhausted. A quick kiss and we nestled in each other's arms and quite quickly
fell asleep.
When we awoke in the morning, the sun was shining across the harbor and the
reflected light caused patterns to dance across the ceiling. We rang the kitchen
to have orange juice and coffee sent up and while showering and dressing we used
them to revive ourselves. We went back downstairs to the dining room where we
were served a sumptuous breakfast of fruit salad, bacon, eggs, home fries,
pancakes with syrup and more coffee. After breakfast we retrieved our golf cart
and went back into town to buy some sturdy hiking boots. Once back in our suite,
we put on our new boots and headed back out in search of one of the many hiking
trails on the island. We climbed up the mountain a short distance and sure
enough, there was a well-worn trail beckoning to us. We walked a short distance
along this trail and came upon another one, obviously much less used, running
off at a right angle.
We took this path and soon arrived at a small clearing and decided to stop and
rest. We lay on the grass and looked up at the light clouds scudding across the
sky. You took me in your arms and kissed me, and i responded by reaching to
unbutton your shirt. Before long we were both naked, our cocks rubbing against
one another. We rolled about and ended up with you on your back and me on top of
you, looking lovingly into your beautiful eyes. You brought your knees up and my
hips slipped between your legs, my cock aimed at your sweet ass.
I was oozing precum, which I wiped onto your anus. The moan that escaped your
lips told me all I needed to know, so I pressed my cock against your puckered
hole. Without much difficulty the head of my cock slipped in and I paused there
to let you get accustomed to the invasion. Soon, you started to push your ass
against my cock, and I gave a hard shove and was entirely within your hot ass. I
started to fuck you with a slow rhythm and you met my pace with the movements of
your ass. Your legs went around my waist and your arms around my neck.
You pulled me down and kissed me with so much passion I was overwhelmed. I could
feel my balls tighten as my cock swelled inside you. I started to move faster
and fucked you harder. Quickly I reached my climax and started to fill your ass
with jet after jet of my hot cum. Breathing hard, I collapsed on top of you. We
kissed and held each other tightly and before I knew what was happening, you had
my turned over and were probing for my ass with your cock. I offered no
resistance and soon you were fucking me just as I had done to you. After you
came, we lay in the sun, occasionally reaching out to stroke one another's
sweating bodies.
Reluctantly, we got dressed and headed back to the inn, where we got cleaned up
and went down to the dining room for a wonderful lunch. We relaxed for the rest
of the day and spent two more nights of passion in this beautiful hideaway. We
haven't left ourselves enough time to sail back, so we arrange to have the
charter company send their plane and a captain to the island. He will sail the
boat back and we will return on the plane. Early on the morning of the fourth we
had the Inn's van take us to the airport where the plane awaits to fly us back
to the mainland. The limo driver was waiting for us and when we got to your home
we said a reluctant and tearful goodbye. He then drove me back to the airport
where I boarded a commercial jet for the flight across the country to my home. I
spent the trip planning our next weekend away ....
