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For Gwen, the adventurer.It is mid October.The light of the day has faded as I pull into the car park, its only three o’clock and but feels like it never really got light. I get out of the car, only just managing to grab hold of the door as the wind takes it, a blast of autumn winter air sending petrol receipts and empty crisp packets in the foot well spiralling rapidly as if trying to escape the interior imprisonment of the car. I pull on my water proof and zip it up. The wind squalls in untidy gusts, sending icy needle like rain into my face, i tilt my face down and head into the grey, rapidly approaching dusk. I head down the road, moving parallel to the sea front for about a mile, feeling the full force of the wind on my chest. I reach the edge of the estuary and turn right and inland, the wind is is rattling the street lights which are throwing sallow cones of light onto the sea wall and path. i can see rows and rows of masts the other side of the flood defences, sheets metallically ringing as they are tugged at by the gale.I move on in the wet and increasing gloom. Will she be there? I hadn’t even seen her face, but she hd assured me she would be waiting for me. I get to the notch in the sea wall, where have agreed to meet but there is no-one waiting in the pool of light. i stand for a while and look around, suddenly aware of my loitering on the dark street. I stay put, not wanting to give up. After about 10 minutes, i see a figure walking down the street clutching a bottle of wine, waterproof zipped right up, hi vis hood pulled up. the figure stops on the other side of the road, appears to look at me and heads over to me. They head past onto the steps in the notch in the wall heading down to the jetties. I relax…then stop, as a female voice shouts over the wall “Steve…are coming or what?” i laugh as i move edirne escort up to the slippery steps joining her on the jetty on the other side, there is no shelter at all and we hurry down the pontoon i follow just behind her right shoulder, no idea where i am going and already lost in the maze of masts and floating walk ways. All of a sudden she stops and hops onto a boat, looking back and gesturing me on board, i follow her gingerly trying not to slip on the wet deck finally able to duck into the warm of the boats low ceilinged interior.we both take our waterproofs off, i can finally see her, she looks at me and smiles, steps forward and gives me a friendly peck on the cheek…she thrusts the bottle of whine into my hand; “Hi …I am Gwen…don’t stand there silly, make yourself useful and open the wine, i need to make myself more comfortable.” In a flash he has turned around and headed through a low door into the bow. The door is resolutely shut.i open drawers until i find the wine waiter and get the cork out of the bottle i find two mugs and pour two generous portions of red. I can hear her rattling around and i wonder what she will look like out of her yachting gear.I sit in the cabin and sip my wine and wait.I realise i am nervous and that i have got through my mug of wine in about five minutes and i can feel the warmth of the alcohol spreading outwards from my stomach.the door to the bow compartment opens and she pops out. She has brushed her hair and put on a denim shirt that is unbuttoned enough for me to see a little cleavage. her shirt is tucked into some beige chinos her feet bare and out of her well worn deck shoes. She pads over and slowly leans across my body, reaching for her wine. We sit in silence for a moment and then we start to giggle. “you are taller than you look in your pictures” she escort edirne says with a grin. We slowly begin to relax as we start to enjoy each others company, relieved that our online raport has translated to real life. she talks excitedly about her plans for her next voyage and where she wants to go next. “when are you on the move again?’ i say between sips. “Tomorrow, with the tide” she says with a grin “So you better come over here..” I move over and join her on her side of the boat, its cosy and we are now touching she takes my mug and puts it on the side and she leans in. we kiss properly and i can taste the red wine in her mouth, her hands pull my head so our mouths meet. I feel my excitement start to rise, this may actually happen.she gets up and leads me by the hand into the bow. she pushes me onto the bed and unbuttons her blouse, it drops to the floor . She is wearing a sheer bra and i can see her nipples through the material, i want to touch but she pushes me back and tells me to wait. she turns around as she drops her trousers, she has matching sheer knickers on and i want to feel her warm skin through the nylon. she tells me to strip, and i hurriedly take my clothes off my semi erect cock springing free of my boxers as i they land in untidy heap at my feet. from drawer she produces five or six pairs of old tights she tells me to put the thickest pair on, she rips a hole in the crotch of the second pair and puts them over my head so i am encased. i look up to se her advancing on me with some scissors she reaches forward and creates a small cut in the crotch of the pair i am wearing on my lower portions, she pulls my hardening cock through the hole, she pauses…looking at my growing manhood, stoops down and looking me in the eye licks the tip, rubbing it as it gets harder, she keeps pulling on it edirne escort bayan until it is standing up. she reaches into the drawer again and pulls a thick rubber cock ring out. she puts it over my cock making the veins stick out…she enjoys rubbing it for a while…savouring the change in its firmness. with another pair of tights she ties my hands behind my back. and pushes me to my knees…she steps forward and sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me forward so my head is in her crotch she pulls my head in while i start to lick her pussy through the thin material of her panties…i feel like i am suffocating but i keep licking, she pushes me away and pulls her knickers down so she can feel my mouth directly on her…she starts to shudder and moan and i am rewarded with her first orgasm.now its my turn, she helps me up and with my hands still tied and cock ring on she starts to suck me, slowly and deliberately, every time i twitch she stops and reverts to slow walking making me moan…i so badly want to come but i know i don’t get to choose when…she keeps edging me, frustrating me, pushing me.after what feels like hours she just stops, she unties me…she has stripped naked now, and gets onto all fours on the bed, offering herself too me, i don’t need asking twice, i slowly slide my cock into her soaking pussy, there is no resistance she wants me i take my time, leaning forward and grabbing her wrists.. i push deep, making her groan. i start to thrust hard …she likes the physicality and pushes back, i don’t let up, and she comes again…finally she turns over and grabbing my cock in both hands she makes me cum, all over her breasts, it runs down her cleavage onto her belly and she smiles at me. she squeezes my cock and balls gently, teasing the last drop out of me, which she waits for and licks of the tip with a smile and a wink.we hit the shower and enjoy the hot water and after we dress we finish the wine and she tells me to sling my hook. “Until next time Steve!” she says, “I have to be up early tomorrow, but you can be my cabin boy anytime.”

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