I sat sipping champagne from a flute, watching everyone enjoy themselves. Quite honestly I’d never been on a boat before… Nevermind a party and I was feeling a little intimidated.
Everyone was dancing underneath the swinging colourful lights and grinding to the music, I sat on the top deck overlooking them all, feeling way too out of place.
I shuffled my red, glitter cocktail dress and turned my attention to the waves themselves, rippling calmly and casting a reflection from the stars. All of a sudden, I felt someone put their hand against my waist.
“Beautiful isn’t it?” A dark, rubbling voice said.
I turned and had to hold back a gasp, he was beautiful. He had dark, swished back hair and heavy eyes that were almost as dark as the sky. He was dressed in a shirt that was rolled up, exposing his muscled forearms and his trousers were fitted to show his bulge.
Nodding, I cast my attention back to the waves, trying hard not to go red.
“You have gorgeous hair… Is it dyed?” he asked, flitting his hand to my hair and gently twisting a strand around his finger.
I shook my head – people often made that assumption, I had very red, ginger hair.
Gently, he let go of the strand of hair, and traced my face from my ear to my lips. Then he leaned forward, so close that he could lick my ear if he wanted.
“You are the most gorgeous woman on this boat and I can’t believe you’re not down there with the rest of them. Do you want to go for a walk?”
Blushing, I nodded and he slid his arm into mine, escorting me into the boat. Surprisingly he led me through a door and into the hallway, deeper into the upper deck. Suddenly, we came across a bedroom.
He gently walked me into it and opened the minibar, grabbing a small bottle of champagne and topping up my flute. He said on the bed and grabbed a bottle of cider, popping it open and watching me, biting his lip.
I gently took a sip from the glass, set it down and went over to him.
“You’re gorgeous.” I said, unable to help myself. He smiled, setting his bottle down and grabbing my face.
All of a sudden, we were kissing passionately. Every kiss felt hungry and passionate. He quickly started unbuttoning his shirt to reveal how chiseled he was underneath and I slid off his trousers.
He slid my dress off with ease and unhooked/ripped off my underwear. Then he took off his boxers and I gasped.
He was very, very large. It looked like he was around 12 inches and quite girthy. I knew it was going to be hard sliding on to him. He seemed quite taken aback looking at my body too. I guess I’m curvy enough… 28E chest…
Before I could blink he’d thrown me against the bed and grabbed my legs, tugging them hard and putting them on his shoulders. He ran his tounge between my legs and I gasped, shuddering at the sensation and letting out a moan.
Then he got up and pushed himself into me.
I gasped, my nails running down his back with every trust. He felt amazing, I could feel him stretching me with every pulse and he groaned into me as he hammered my pussy.
His lips and hands were everywhere as well… All over my chest, my ass, my neck and my lips. It was as if he couldn’t get enough of me. My body was aching with the touch of him everywhere, he left nowhere in touch.
The rocking of the boat just added to every sensation, every pulse seemed harder, every touch was firmer.
Then he started to hammer me harder. His hand wrapped around my throat and he belted into me, his large dick making me curl and gasp with every pulse. It was electrifying, feeling him pound into me and his calloused hand coiled around my throat. I came over him. Hard.
He grinned and dug his lips against mine as he felt my juices pour over him inside of me. Then he suddenly bit my lips and thrust into me deeper, I shuddered and before I could say or do anything he came inside of me.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/jtdugd/the_party_boat_mf